CH. 5
"Lunch?" Remus's voice calls from outside the door, along with a soft knock.
"Come in." I answer, pulling my hair up in a pony tail. He comes in carrying a tray of food, way more than I'll ever eat, but that's just how Mrs. Weasley is. "Thanks." I say with a smile as he sets it down on my table.
"So what have you been doing up here?" He asks, sitting on the foot of my bed.
"Rereading Hogwarts; A History." I state. "Now that I can't do magic, there's not much else I can do."
"Sorry," He laughs. "That's how all underage wizards are. No magic."
"But they're not stuck up here like Rapunzel." I sigh.
"What?"
"Nevermind." I shake my head, realizing I mentioned a Muggle fairytale. "Anyways, Tonks said she wants to go shopping." I laugh. "Shopping? Really?"
"I think it's a good idea." He says, nodding. "You need robes, and other supplies..."
"I guess so...But I have no money." I say, looking down.
"Oh..right.." He looks away, thinking. He opens his mouth to say something, but before he does, someone calls his name from downstairs. "I'll come back later." He promises before standing and going back downstairs.
I lay back on my bed, slowly eating the food that was sent up for lunch. I stared up at the ceiling, wishing there was something interesting to do with this room. I bet if I ask, Sirius would let me paint. Add some color and personality.
I stand, opening the curtains and window to let the sunshine and August air flow in. I turn around hearing a crack. "Sir--" I pause, not seeing Sirius. I freeze, my eyes wide staring at two redheaded boys in front of me.
"Who are you?" We all ask at the same time. "Who am I? Who are you?" We all three ask again.
Knowing I shouldn't feel threatened, or look threatening, I slowly take my wand from my pocket. "Look, you shouldn't be here..."
"We shouldn't?" One of them asks. "We've lived here all summer."
"I know...but this room is locked for a reason." I say slowly, preparing myself to wipe their memories. "You shouldn't know I'm here." I raise my wand, "Oblivi--"
"Wait!" The other cuts me off. "Are you of age?"
I groan, lowering my wand. "No.." I shove my wand angrily into my back pocket, having forgotten my new rules. "I'll have to make someone else do it."
"Wait, who are you?" One asks.
"Well, you'll forget later anyways." I shrug. "My name is Sirina, and you are?"
"I'm Fred, this is George." The one closer to me says. "Why are you here?"
"Because..." I pause, not knowing if I should say anything. Then say it anyways, figuring somebody would wipe their memories. "Sirius is my godfather."
"No way." They say together. "Crazy."
"Yea, crazy." I roll my eyes.
"How old are you?" Fred asks me.
"Fifteen." I answer, brushing my bangs out of my face out of habit, then quickly regretting it, and letting it fall again.
"Woah, what was that?!" George comes closer, and moves the hair, ignoring my attempts to push him away. "A lightning scar?!"
"Yes, please stop now!" I push him away with all of my strength, backing away. "I don't want to talk about it."
"You've got to be lonely up here, yea?" Fred raises his eyebrows. "Look, if you don't have Sirius erase our memory, we'll come up and visit a bit."
"We'll see..." I look down for a moment. "Nobody's supposed to know I'm here though...Or even my real name."
"Well all we know is Sirina.." George shrugs.
"I'm supposed to be Rose Black..." I mumble.
"Well we can call you that." Fred shrugs.
"Only in school." I state.
"You go to Hogwarts?" George raises his eyes. "I haven't seen you around."
"This will be my first year there, but I'm going straight into year five." I explain.
"Ohh, I see." They nod.
"So, if Sirius is your godfather too, have you ever met Harry?" Fred asks, "He's got the same scar as you.."
"No, I've never--well, technically..." I pause. "I don't know Harry." I state, deciding these were the right words. "Yes, I know we have the same scar." I roll my eyes.
"Hm. Strange." Fred nods. "Why don't you ever come out?"
"I'm a secret! I've always been a secret." I sigh. "Literally. One person in the world knew I was alive. Five knew I existed, two are dead. But that's another story for another time."
"Oh.." They answer together.
"Anyway, why are you in here? You know it's locked, there had to have been a reason for that, don't ya think?" I say in a snotty tone, though I don't know why. I didn't mean to, at all.
"Got curious." They both shrug, Fred continues, "Where were you last time we came in?"
"Under my bed having a panic attack." I answer with a slight smile. "Literally terrified. Holding my breath. Absolutely frozen."
"Sorry about that, love." George laughs. "Didn't know anyone was in here."
"Obviously." I roll my eyes. We stand awkwardly quiet for a moment before I break. "Okay, nobody has to know about this...as long as you keep your bloody mouths shut."
"Deal." They answer with smiles. "We can come visit!" George says enthusiastically.
"I wouldn't risk it, honest." I shake my head. "Sirius and Remus pop in and out alot..."
"During the meetings, when all the adults are downstairs." George states. "Nobody comes up then, of course, they're busy."
"As am I." I laugh. "Sirius wants me involved.." I shrug. "Even though Molly distracts me the whole time, and I never get anything out of the conversations." I roll my eyes, annoyed at just the thought.
"Typical Mum." Fred sighs. "Of course she won't let you pay attention."
"Oi! That's your Mum?" My eyes widen, feeling my cheeks heat.
"Don't sweat it." Fred laughs. "She won't let any of us downstairs during them, it gets quite annoying. We spy a bit of course, but it doesn't always work."
I laugh with a nod. "I've always wondered why the children were never with us. I thought it was my fault, honestly."
"Oh, no." George laughs, as does Fred. "With or without a secret such as yourself, Mum would never allow us in the meetings."
"Have you met Snape yet?" George asks.
"Can't say I have." I shake my head. "Who is he?"
"He's our--" George starts, but I cut him off having heard foot steps.
"Sh Sh! Someone's coming!" I squeak quietly. "Hide or something!"
The twins look at eachother for a moment, then disapparate just as the door swings open. Tonks steps in, looking at me curiously. "Where's Sirius? I could have sworn I heard you speaking.." She tilts her head to the side.
"Oh, no." I laugh nervously. "I was just practicing some fifth year basics, ya know, for when I start school." I pull my wand out of my pocket. "Magicless, of course." I sigh.
"Oh you're starting at Hogwarts! How wonderful! This gives us the perfect reason for a shopping trip." She smiles, clapping her hands together. "Get you out of this bloody room for a while, eh?"
"What, now?"
"Yes, of course." She rolls her eyes. "I will give you a bit to get ready, I'll go confirm with Sirius and come back to you."
"You may wish to inform Remus." I add as she turns away. "Or he might have a right go at you."
"Right, yes." She laughs lightly, before turning, walking into the door, then backing up to open it and walk out. I shake my head, laughing a her clumsiness before going to my dresser and rummaging through for proper clothes.
"Friends with good 'ol Tonks are ya?" I jump as the twins step out of the closet.
"You apparated...to the closet?" I roll my eyes. "Pathetic. Honestly."
I continue looking for clothes as they stand over me. "Nothing to wear?"
"I've never needed real clothes." I state, trying to fine something that could pass for an outfit.
"I can help." Fred states, and disapparates with a loud snap. I glance at George who just shrugs. Then continue looking for clothes. A few silent minutes later, Fred snaps back in holding a small lump of clothing. "Here you are." He states.
I take the pile, sorting through it. It contained a pair of jeans, a short sleeved top, and a zip up jacket. I look up a him with my eyebrows raised.
"Our sister Ginny's." Fred states. "Going to need all of that back, by the way."
"Yea, of course." I nod. "Thank you.."
"Anytime." Fred nods with a bright smile. "Do you have shoes?"
I glance down at my bare feet. "Err, no.." I answer quietly, a bit ashamed.
"No worries." George replies, then snap, gone.
"Won't Ginny notice them missing?" I ask Fred.
"No, probably not." He shrugs. "As long as we get them back by like tomorrow or so..."
"I can do that...Well, you'll have to come get them somehow.." My shoulders slump, trying to think of a safe way for him to get them. "During a meeting, when all of us are downstairs. I'll leave the clothes on my bed, and you can come get them."
"Sounds like a plan." He nods as George comes back in holding a pair of lace up ankle boots.
"Thanks," I smile shyly as he hands them to me. I stand awkwardly in front of them for a few moments, but when they don't move at all I speak up. "I, er, have to get changed..."
"Oh, of course." Fred laughs, and disapparates.
"Well, I'll see you later, maybe?" George says, smiling slightly. I nod once. He smiles, then disapparates. I quickly change into Ginny's clothes, hoping nobody asks how or where I got them. Tonks comes back in as I'm lacing up my shoes.
"Ready?" She asks with a smile, coming in.
"I don't have any money, Tonks..."
"Oh, Remus went into your Gringotts vault for you and gave me some money to take you out." She laughs.
"My vault?" I raise my eyebrows.
"Money your Mum and Dad left you." She laughs, now come on. She grabs my wrist, and we apparate to Diagon Alley. I glance down a side street to where my old house was, but quickly look away. "Come on, we'll get you some robes."
Tonks drags me from shop to shop, buying useless things. Well, useful, but useless in the sense that I already had them. Books. But apparently I can't use mine because they all say either Potter or Evans in them. Which would be a dead giveaway to my identity.
"This is a waste of money." I purse my lips, as I had galleons to the woman from whom I was purchasing books. "Honestly Tonks, I can scribble out the names in them."
"Oh stop complaining, come on then, now to Robes." She drags me into Madame Malkins and begins having me fitted for new robes.
I stand obediently how I'm told as I'm measured from all angles. Watching as other children are measured, mostly first years. I buy myself a set of robes, which I was honestly quite excited about. Along with the basic uniform items.
"How about an owl?!" Tonks asks me excitedly. "Oh come on, you need one!" I'm then dragged away to buy myself an owl. Even though I'd much rather have a cat, an owl seems more useful.
I ignore the stares as we walk down the road. I've received many stares since we've arrived. None of which were noticed by Tonks. It takes all of five minutes to pick my owl. A pretty Tawny Owl.
"What's her name?" Tonks asks as we walk onto the cobble street.
"Emiliani." I answer with a smile, I grip onto the cage, and my cauldron filled with my other bought items as Tonks takes my hand, knowing we're about to apparate. I open my eyes to find us outside a line of buildings. It a moment, the building starts shaking and separating. I glance at Tonks, who's just waiting patiently, as if this were normal. The building stops and another apartment appears. Tonks walks up the steps and inside, I quickly follow, finding myself inside Sirius's house.
The door quickly opens, and Remus rushes us into the kitchen. "You should have apparated straight to her room," He says to Tonks. "Anybody could have been in the hall!"
"But they weren't, Remus, so calm down." Sirius says with a laugh. "Did you get everything you need Sirina?"
"I think so." I nod.
"Good." He smiles.
"It's time." Moody hobbles into the room with a stern look in his eye. "Tonks, Remus, the others are waiting."
"Be careful.." Molly advises, touching Tonks arm for a moment.
Sirius takes a deep breath, and exchanges a knowing glance with Remus.
All of this was making me very nervous.
They both turn obediently to leave. "Remus?" I grip his arm. "Where are you going?"
He glances up at Sirius, before looking back down to me. "We're the guard...To make sure your brother arrives safely tonight." He says with a slight smile. "I'll be fine, we all will."
"Unless anybody tries to kill us." Moody adds roughly from the doorway.
"That's enough Mad-Eye." Sirius says with a stern look in his eye. Moody turns and hobbles out of the room. Tonks follows, but I wrap Remus in a hug before he can turn away.
"Be careful." I murmur.
"I will." He promises, before squeezing me, then letting go and walking out after Tonks.
I turn to look up at Sirius. "They have a plan, right?" I ask with wide eyes, biting my lower lip.
"Of course they do." He smiles down at me, then wraps an arm around my shoulder. "Dumbledore and Moody have everything worked out. Don't worry it."
But I was worried. I am worrying. How could I not worry?