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.


7. 6

Athena's POV

"Fred go away," I groaned as I tried to finish the essay Snape had assigned me the night before.

"But it's so fun to annoy you!"

"It'll be much more fun when I punch you in the throat!" I exclaimed with fake cheeriness.

"Oh well that's just rude, come finish it up in the dormitories with me," he says and pushes the hair from my face that had fallen.

"That'll mean I'll never get it finished," I rolled my eyes at him.

"Well, you still have until Friday! What's the big deal if you spend your evening with me?"

"Exactly that, because you'll do the same thing tomorrow and Thursday, so it'll be late and I'll get another detention with that greaseball." I stated, returning to the parchment and quill in front of me.

"Athenaaaa," he whined. "There's so many people down hereeee!" He pout and I stare at him.

"If I go upstairs with you will you shut the fuck up and let me finish this?" I ask and he nods. "Then fine." I sigh and he smiles.

"Great! Now put that away, you can finish it tomorrow!" He exclaimed.

"But Fred-"

"Do it, please." He said. I sighed but obeyed as I shoved everything into my bag. He smiled and picked me up, carrying me towards the boys dormitories. I sighed and later my head on his shoulder, not agreeing with this at all, but going along with it anyway.

"Welcome," he said, smiling, as he dropped me onto his bed and crawled in next to me. "You see, I couldn't do this down there," he said, resting his head in the crook of my neck and kissed it lightly. The touch made me shiver, but then again they always do. I smiled and wrapped my arms around him, tangling my fingers in his hair.

"I missed you," Fred said, which confused me, since we've been together nearly all day.

"What d'you mean you missed me?"

"I meant," he started, moving his lips from my neck so they hovered just above my lips. "Like this, I can't do this out in the open," he said, kissing me. I smiled and reacted almost immediately, pulling him closer to me.

"Well, well, well.... Well." I heard a voice say from the door. I looked back and I saw, of course, that it was just George. "Look, I know you guys are deeply in love or whatever," I opened my mouth to protest "but you do not have to make out with each other any chance you get, you gits." He spoke so nonchalantly. I stared at him before rolling my eyes and shooing him away. Surprisingly, he listened and left me and Fred be.

"I love being with you," I said, randomly. He smiled and kissed my forehead.

"I love being with you too."

I grabbed his hand and laced our fingers together. "Damn, I never thought I'd fall in love with a ginger," I said quietly, running my other hand through his hair. I didn't realize what I had said and I just rested my head on his chest, placing small kisses on his collar bone.

"You... Love me?" He said so softly that for the first time in his life (that I'd known him), he sounded so fragile and vulnerable.

"I... Uh, shit. I'm sorry Fred. I should.. I'll just go," I muttered, crawling out of the bed, grabbing my bag and running to the girls dormitories.

I sunk down into my bed and pulled the sheets over my head, internally yelling at myself for giving up so much personal information. Angelina or any of the others were here, and I thanked god for that. I knew who I needed to talk to, whether I was bothering him or not.

I had about an hour before we needed to be back in our dorms so I ran out of the common room and straight to the office that belonged to my godfather.

I ran Into his office without knocking, and I saw him working on something. He looked up when he heard me come in, but when he saw me he immediately stopped what he was doing.

"Athena," he said, seeing my distressed face and probably blotchy cheeks.

"Remus I made a terrible mistake," I cried as he hugged me.

"What d'you mean? What happened?"

"Fred and I... We were just sort of laying together and I accidentally told him that I loved him, Remus. How could I have been so stupid! I mean, I can't love him! Nothing against him or anything it's just-"

"Athena, calm down. It's okay,"

"No it's not! I was stupid enough to fall in love with him in the first place, but now that he knows..." I whined and hugged him tighter. It might have been a little weird, but Remus had been like a father for my whole life and he was always there, so we have a very strong relationship.

"What's so bad about falling in love?" He asks me, raising an eyebrow as I let go of him.

"What isn't wrong? I have so many problems that I need to deal with already and I don't want to add a relationship onto it, plus, he means so much to me and if I hurt him... I just wouldn't be able to deal with that."

"That's what a relationship is, Athena. You need to take risks, and take chances. if you really care about him that much, don't worry about what ifs."

"I don't even know if he likes me that much," I admit, using a defeated tone.

"Trust me, Athena, he does." He says, smiling.

"How d'you know?" I ask him, feeling a bit better.

"You don't see him staring at you all the time, do you? He stares at you with so much affection... Almost like your father looked at your mother." He spoke so softly and it made me realize that maybe loving Fred wasn't such a bad thing.

"Thank you, Remus." I said quietly, hugging him one last time and then running down the corridors back to the common room.

I shouted the password at the fat lady and ran in to see George sitting by the fire. "George! Where's your brother?" I ask him, slightly panicked.

"Asleep, I think. Why?"

"No time, thank you!" I said, running up to the guys dormitories and seeing Fred just laying in bed.


"Just shut up and listen to me. I do love you, I love you a lot. I didn't want to admit it because honestly, I was scared. But I'm not anymore. Certain people have talked some sense into me and I'm ready, Fred. I'm ready for a relationship. That is, if you still want to be in one." I told him, and by the end of it his smile was the biggest I've seen it in a while.

"Come here, and why would you think I didn't want to be in a relationship anymore?"

"Because, I ruin everything." I said, walking over and laying down in his open arms. "And Fred?"


"I love you."

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