It was a dark, cold night when a 15
year old girl ran away from home beaten and starved. She was a pale girl and she
had curly, long red hair. This girl came to a bench in between the identical houses
11 and 13 Grimmlaud Place. She lay down exhausted and fell asleep. Around
midnight another house squeezed between numbers 11 and 13 and a man with black,
messy, short hair also known as Sirius Black stepped out of the house to look
at the girl who was sleeping; being all alone in his house Sirius picked up the
girl and brought her inside and set her down with a blanket on the black, dusty
couch.

The girl’s P.O.V. (Point of view) I woke up in a house with dusty walls and a gloomy, sad atmosphere. I
got up because I saw someone sitting on a chair staring at me, “It’s OK don’t
be scared I bought you in here. My name is Sirius Black.” ‘Sirius’ told me
nicely, “Please excuse me falling asleep Mr Black and thankyou for your
hospitality.” I said flinching as he stood up, I went to walk out when he
grabbed my arm. I winced at the pain, because I had scars and bruises up and
down my arms but I wore long sleeves so no one could see. I braced myself for
the beating I was about to get “Please, you don’t have to go. I don’t mind you
staying here,” He said quickly, I relaxed a bit and nodded, “OK may I ask what
your name is?”

“My name is Lucy Black but my friends call me Pad foot.” I replied confidently.

Sirius’s Point of ViewI was speechless so I found myself staring at her, “Wait, wait a minute
you’re a Black?” I asked she didn’t say anything just nodded. Suddenly the door
burst open and 5 people came running into my house straight to me and started
telling me things so fast I couldn’t understand. “SHUT UP!” I yelled and
everyone went quiet. I looked around and saw the girl named Lucy sitting in a
ball in the corner of the room. I walked over to her, helped her to her feet
and told everyone, “This is Lucy Black but her friends call her Pad foot. Pad
Foot this is Arthur Weasley,” I pointed to the tall red, curly haired man, “His
wife Molly,” I gestured to the also red haired chubby women standing next to
him, “Severus Snape,” I nodded towards a pale person wearing only black, “Remus
Lupin,” I waved my hand to front of a tall man with a brown goatee, “and Albus
Dumbledore.” I pointed to an old man with white hair and a long beard, “Sirius
did you say ‘Lucy Black’?” Professor Dumbledore asked. “Yeah I did and I was wondering
if I could talk to you about that.” I replied and we walked into the kitchen.

Lucy’s P.O.V. I watched as Sirius and Dumbledore walked away and turned to Snape and
recognised him at once, “You!” I said, he looked at me and it was clear he was
surprised as well and he replied, “Yes me a-and you, you umm you look…..well.”
I lunged at him with all my anger and went to hit him but he caught my arm and
wouldn’t let go, I winced again because of my cuts and bruises and I think he
noticed because he loosened his grip a little bit “Do you know what you put you
put me through leaving me there with those people you couldn’t have taken me in
yourself but no you had more important things to do didn’t you!” I screamed at
him just as Sirius and Dumbledore came in. Snape threw me on the ground and I kicked
him in the leg.

Snape’s Point of ViewI couldn’t believe it, I
was so angry not only because she blamed me for everything also because she
just kicked me in the leg. I pulled out my wand and went to curse her but Molly,
Arthur and Remus jumped in front of her, only when I put my wand away did they
move aside. I stared at Lucy daring her to kick me again, she flinched as I
picked her up by the scruff of her neck, like I was going to hit her and I
pulled her so close that our noses were touching, ‘WOW she looks so beautiful and her emerald green eyes just like Lily’s
I would stare at them all day if I could, no Snape you don’t like her she is
rude and disrespectful. SHE IS NOT LILY!’ I thought to myself and growled
at her, “Don’t blame me for your wrong doings, and don’t blame me for
everything that happened in your life when you deserved it.” She laughed at me
I was surprised at that, she wriggled free of my grip and she spoke in a sarcastic
voice, “Yeah that’s right I deserved being beaten nearly to death, I deserved
being starved didn’t I?”

 “And what proof do you have that that
happened?” I asked her, she didn’t answer for several minutes and I thought had
her cornered. She was still glaring at me when she pulled up her shirt and she
was really skinny, to skinny, and there were bruises on her pale skin, “Is that
proof enough?” she asked me before running up the stairs and into a random
bedroom. I was bewildered, that girl had suffered for nearly 14 years now being
beaten and starved and it was my entire fault, “I-I think I should go and talk
to her,” Dumbledore said

Dumbledore’s P.O.V.I walked up the stairs and looked in the second closest door because I
could hear noises in there. I walk in and she was standing on the window sill
getting ready to jump, “Are you going to jump?” I asked

“Thinking ‘bout it,” She replied

“Well would you like to talk rather than die?” I asked chuckling

“Hmm OK I guess it is better,” Lucy replied

“So how about you tell me about your child hood and how Professor Snape has
anything to do with you.” I said sitting down on the bed.

“Well it started when I was 1 I was at home and my mum put us to bed, another
child being there I don’t know his name all I know was there was a shout from
downstairs and she hid me in the closest and picked up the other boy and tried
to get out but some guy named Voldemort was standing in the hall so they couldn’t.
My mum protected us and my father was killed. My mother stood between him and
the other boy, she kept on glancing at me although she was trying not to and
the guy tried to convince her to move but she didn’t so he killed her too. Straight
after he turned to the other boy who was on the ground crying and pointed his
wand at him. He said something that sounded like ‘Ava Kevra’ but I didn’t
really hear it because I ran out and in front of the other boy, the curse hit
my wrist and skimmed the other boy’s head because I had my hands up. I blacked
out and the next thing I know I’m in Snape’s arms and I wriggled out of the
blanket he put around me so Snape put me down and I ask him if I was going to
stay with him but he said no because he had better things to do. So I sat on
the steps that Snape left me on and fell asleep, again I woke up in an old,
stone hard bed and from then on I had to get up at 5:30am every morning cook
and clean and if I didn’t do it right I would be beaten up. Luckily Uncle Remus
woke me up and helped me out and I lived with that for 14 years trying to
escape whenever I could but kept getting caught until today I finally got out
and Sirius found me and took me in. When I woke up after falling asleep on a
park bench I was in the living room with him. He was nice to me and he said I
could stay with him and then you guys came in and you know the rest.” She
finished

“Well that was a detailed story-“

“Mr Dumbledore do you know who that other boy was and why is Sirius’s and my
last name the same?” Lucy asked looking very confused

“You can call me sir or Professor Dumbledore and you see that other boy that
was there he was Harry Potter his mother and your mother was Lily Potter and
his father was James Potter and I don’t think I’m the right one to tell you why
you and Sirius have the same last name. Now Sirius would like to talk to you so
stay here OK?” I told/asked her but she didn’t answer so I left to go get
Sirius who was standing right outside the door. I moved aside for him and
thanked me. I had to get out of that room because I could tell something wasn’t
right with her, she was putting up an act.

Sirius’s Point of ViewI walked in the room not knowing what to expect and saw Lucy sitting on
the bed looking up at me and I was about to tell her what I just found out
myself: That I was her father and Lily was her mother. Remus was angry at me
for that but it wasn’t my fault, I was travelling and Lily went to France when
I was there after her and James broke it off for 9 months, we just had a little
too much fire whisky. How we managed to convince everyone she was just a
surprise kid of James’ I have no idea. Anyway shouldn’t think that now, have to
deal with the matter at hand; Lucy who was looking at me if I was mad and of
course it would seem that way to her.