Proud To Be - Sirius Black's Daughter

Being the daughter of one of the most well known criminals was never a good factor in my life. I never had a father to look up to, to cherish and to love. Just some old photographs and an occasional childhood memory from Remus. But the day I met him, though I had already known he was innocent, that was the day I saw him for what he truly was. And I could honestly say that I was proud to be a Black.


15. 14 -final-

Athena's POV

I waited patiently outside of the hospital wing, constantly wiping my face to make sure I wasn't crying. I was most of the time, but that's not the point. I don't know where, but I knew dad was somewhere in the castle, about to get the soul sucked out of him. I paced back and fourth, hoping to find out something, but no such luck.

I heard the door open and I looked up hopefully, knowing that I wouldn't be able to see Harry, Hermione or Ron, but I kept my hopes up. Out walked Cornelius Fudge and Severus Snape. I sighed and shook my head, turning away, making sure that they didn't see my tear stained face.

"Miss Black?" Snape spoke softly from behind me. I turned around and faced him, not really caring what I looked like anymore.

"What?" I spat, causing the Minister to give a surprised look.

Snape's eyes scanned my face, and traveled to my shaking body. "I take it you heard what's happening to your daddy, haven't you?" He taunted. My hands closed into fists and I held back a sob.

"Keep your mouth shut if you know what's good for you." I hissed.

"Temper, this one." He said, bored.


"Excuse me?" He asked, astounded.

"You heard me. You're a sick bastard," I whispered, defeated.

His eyes narrowed, but a commotion sounded from inside the hospital wing and the two men looked at each other, disappearing into it once again. I leaned against a wall, sliding down it and letting my body shed all the tears it wanted. I didn't care anymore.

"Athena..." A pair of arms wrapped around me. "You lied, you're not fine." Fred whispered, rubbing my back.

"I am... I just..." I said, crying into his chest.

"It's gonna be okay. I promise." He said, just like he said so many times before.

"But what if it's not. What if nothing is supposed to work out. Maybe it was supposed to be like this. I was never meant to have a mother or a father. A family that wasn't fucked up. Maybe it was made to happen this way," I said, just letting him hold me.

"You're wrong. You're so, so wrong. Why would bad things happen to such an amazing girl."

"I don't know. I don't know." I said.

We sat there for a while, me in his arms, not moving. I saw Dumbledore walk in the hospital wing and Madame Pomfrey, Snape and Fudge all walked out after a minute or two. Snape cast a glance in my direction, glared, and looked away.

Fred kept playing with my hair and whispering things in my ear to try and calm me down. None of it was working, though. Dumbledore walked out, telling them they could go back in and looked at me, wrapped in Fred's arms, crying embarrassingly.

"He's in Professor Flitwick's office. Do not get yourself caught. Be safe, Athena." He smiled warmly at me and I widened my eyes.

"T-thank you...." He nodded. I scrambled up and grabbed Fred's hand tighter, helping him up. We ran together, all the way to Flitwick's office, not stopping once.

I burst through the door and the first thing I heard dad yell was 'I'm innocent'. I stood for a moment, before opening my mouth and uttering "I know."


"Dad..." I walked over and collapsed onto my knees beside him. "What have you gotten yourself into?" I asked, pulling him into a hug.

"I wish I knew." He paused. "Athena look at me." And I did. I looked at him and he looked so hurt, so vulnerable. He knew what was happening and I could see it.

"You look just like like your mother." He said, smiling. He looked as though he was about to cry. "Okay. So. There's a good chance tonight will be my last real night with you. So, I want you to know I love you, no matter what." He said. I swallowed hard.

"I love you too, no matter what. You'll always be my dad." I said, feeling my eyes fill with tears again.

"Shh, don't cry. It's okay." He said, hugging me closer. It did the exact opposite of what he wanted me to do. It had made me cry even harder.

"You're gonna be okay. You're still gonna be here. We're gonna save you, dad. You'll be okay." I cried.

"You can't do that. I just need you to stay safe, okay? Stay in school, for god sake. Don't do anything you'll regret... And uh.. Yeah. I love you. But you need to go. And as for you," he says, looking at Fred. "Take care of her." He smiled.

"I'm not leaving. You can't make me. I'm staying," I sobbed into his shoulder, holding onto him tighter.

"You need to. Please. Just go," he says, letting go. I didn't dare copy his actions. "Athena! Go. Remus will take care of you." He orders.

"I know he will! He always has! But I want my dad! I want my actual father!" I yelled.

"You can't have me, Athena." He said, pained. "Because I made a stupid mistake. You don't know how badly I wanted to be with you, but I couldn't. Now you need to go. Please... You'll be okay," he finished.

"I love you," I whimpered, then finally let go.

"Let's go, Athena." Fred said, helping me up.

"Dad," I started. He looked at me but I couldn't finish. I just looked away and let Fred lead me out of the room.


"Athena?" A small voice asked from the door of my dormitory.

"What?" I asked, my voice betraying me, and cracking.

"He's okay." The voice whispered. I knew it was Hermione. And she was probably saying it to make me feel better.

"NO HES NOT! HE HASNT GOT A SOUL! HOW IN BLOODY HELL IS THAT OKAY!?" I yelled, breaking down in more sobs.

"No, really, Athena. He's okay."

"Just stop." I said.

"We used the time turner! He's fine and so is Buckbeak!" She said. I looked up at her.

"He's okay?" I whispered. She nodded, walking closer.

"You're not joking, are you?"

"Why would I? He's okay, Athena. Remus is back, too. He isn't staying. He's not coming back next year." She said.

"I kind of figured that. Now his secret is out," I shrugged.

"Tell him I'm sorry about that, would you?" She asked, sheepishly.

"Well of course. He's probably over it already. Not the one to hold grudges, him." I said. She smiles a small smile. And I smiled back.

"The twins and Harry are in the common room, waiting to see you." She said. I got up and let her lead me down.

Fred immediately was at my side. George wasn't far behind, either. I pushed them away and hugged Harry, who probably needed it right now. "You've been through a great deal, tonight. I'm proud of you. And, er... Thank you two. So much." I added. He smiled and nodded. I sat in my usual seat by the common room fire and the others sat around. "So what happened?"

The two third years broke out into an extremely exciting story, making sure to tell me every detail. "And that's pretty much it," Harry said, coming to a close.

"That's some story. How's Ron?"

"He's good. A bit lonely in the hospital wing, but good." Hermione said, smiling. I knew there was something more behind that smile. I just knew.

"Well George," Fred started.

"Well Fred," the other answered.

"I think it's time to celebrate." They said together, leaving and coming back within another few minutes.

"You two seriously brought Butterbeer all the way back here for this?"

"Oh no, dear Athena. We always have Butterbeer." Fred said, kissing my cheek.

"Oi! No PDA!" George exclaimed, causing me to laugh. I places a kiss on Fred's lips and looked at his twin.

"Don't be jealous that he got me and you didn't." I teased and he smiled at me.

"Well, we just need Ron and we'd be our own little family." Harry smiled.

"I like that. My own family," I said quietly with a small grin. "But I must say, if we are a family, I'd have to keep my last name. I'll admit, I'm really proud to be a Black." I said, my grin widening.

"I think that would be just fine," Fred said, placing his lips on mine once more.

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