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"That's the power of love, boys".

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The news of Oliver Wood kissing Percy Weasley had travelled through the school like wildfire. Majority of students were stunned upon hearing that the two annoying perfectionists had kissed.

And of course, where there is love, hate isn't far behind. Some idiots made gagging noises and disgusted faces when they saw one of the boys. The two didn't care, Oliver had even made an announcement in the Great Hall during breakfast.

He stood up on the table and yelled, "HELL YEAH I'M DATING PERCY WEASLEY! AND YOU KNOW WHAT? WE'RE ABSOLUTELY HAPPY SO I THINK YOU SHOULD PAY MORE ATTENTION INTO YOUR MISERABLE LIVES THAN POKING YOUR NOSE IN MY RATHER FABULOUS ONE".

"That's my boy," James grinned, his fingers pointing at the white t-shirt he was wearing that had 'Perciver 4eva' written on it.

Then to everyone's surprise Percy Weasley shouted, "ROSES ARE RED, THE SKY IS BLUE, I MIND MY OWN BUSINESS, SO WHY DON'T YOU?"

"No no, he's the best," Marlene cheered, she was wearing the same t-shirt as James.

"Merlin's limping leg, Perce!" Said George, his face depicting awe.

"That was so good you intelligent prat," Fred grinned shaking Percy's hand.

"Hey I have a good one too," Ophelia interrupted and the others looked at her, nodding their heads expectantly.

She cleared her throat and screamed, "SMALL AND TINY IS THE GOLDEN SNITCH, MIND YOUR BUSINESS YOU NOSY BITCH!"

"NOW THAT'S CALLED SOME BEAUTIFUL POETRY!" Dorcas yelled out, a hand-drawn design on her forearm that read 'Perciver'.

"Miss Black refrain from using such language please," McGonagall instructed in a loud voice.

"Sorry Minnie!"

"No problem. I must say that apart from the language, it was a rather fabulous poem," McGonagall smiled slyly and Lupin, who was beside her snorted with laughter.

"She honestly gets cooler and cooler every passing minute," Regulus laughed.

"Look at Remus, I bet he's enjoying this way too much. That sly werewolf," laughed James with a crooked grin.

There was a loud round of applause from the Gryffindors and several wolf-whistles because of the declarations, the loudest one being none other than the Weasley twins. Percy, who was already blushing turned completely crimson when Oliver kissed him on the cheek.

"Aww Percival. I never thought I'd see you blush that hard," Ophelia teased, grinning.

"Shut up Lia," he mumbled and the blush that had settled, returned once again because of Oliver kissing him. Again.

"Awww they're so adorable!!" Squealed Lily, gushing over the couple.

"Wood! You aren't helping this!" He scolded, but his boyfriend just gave him a wink.

"He's really changed after this whole thing," George muttered to the trio as they were walking towards the Transfiguration classroom.

"Yeah! He didn't even scold us this morning when we were throwing paper balls at him," Fred frowned, already missing his brother's snide remarks.

"That's the power of love boys," Ophelia laughed and they all smiled, feeling happy for their older brother.

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"So, career's advice eh?" Said George, reading the notice that was given to every fifth-year by the heads of their houses.

"When do you have to go?" Fred asked, looking up at Ophelia who was curled up on the couch, reading a book.

"Half past two," she replied, eyes not leaving the book.

"I certainly don't fancy healing," muttered Lee who was sitting down on the rug. "It can be really disgusting in some cases".

"Agreed," Marlene nodded furiously.

"It's a responsible job though," said Angelina, reading a bright orange leaflet.

"Yeah sure but it's also fucking gross," Ophelia grinned, putting the book down and picking up a random leaflet, that happened to be on wizard banking.

"Fancy banking do you?" Questioned Katie, massaging her wrist after writing a really long essay on Deflating Drought.

"Oh no never," groaned Ophelia, making a face at the very thought. "Numbers and me aren't a really good combination. I once saw some muggles' books, they have this subject called Math and all I can say is someone bless those poor souls".

"We don't need any of this rubbish," said Fred, pointing at the many pamphlets that littered the floor. "Everything's decided, we're going to open a joke shop in Diagon Alley".

"That's actually a really nice idea," James muttered, whispering something inaudible under his breath that sounded a lot like numerous swear words.

"That's interesting," laughed Alicia, stretching her arms above her head.

"That'll be a lot better than having to run around to modify muggles' memories because some prats of our kind couldn't keep their shit together," muttered Katie angrily crumpling up a pamphlet.

"I think I'd be a perfect Auror," Ophelia mumbled, flicking through the books absently. "Or maybe a professional Quidditch player as well".

"Nah fuck the ministry, it's better to be a Quidditch player," said Dorcas who had rested her head in Marlene's lap.

"Of course you can!" Lee exclaimed. "You're annoyingly amazing at both Quidditch and the subjects required for an Auror".

"Alright then, mine's decided. Will see what Minnie thinks," she smiled and laid down on the couch. She was just about to close her eyes when-

"Hey don't you dare go to sleep," Angelina poked her hard on the arm.

"Why?" She asked, eyebrows raised.

"You've got about five essays to complete".

"I'll do it tomorrow," she grumbled, rolling onto her side.

"You think Oliver won't keep practices for like the whole day, when the match is day after tomorrow?" Angelina asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Then I'll do it day after tomorrow".

"Yeah sure you will," Alicia chuckled, ticking Ophelia as to get her to sit up.

"Don't you dare tickle me again," Ophelia warned with a threatening gaze but Alicia just smiled. Apparently she was used to such murderous looks.

"Come on Ophelia you know full well there'll be a party all night after we've won," George smirked, moving towards her.

"What do you think you're doing?" Ophelia asked with a suspicious look.

"Nothing," he muttered then suddenly, he picked her up from the couch making her let out a scream.

"Let me down you git," she groaned, as George started spinning her around.

"Argh why would you say that," grimaced Marlene, slapping her hand on her forehead.

"As you wish".

And he quite literally dropped her down, Ophelia landed on the ground with a loud thud while the others laughed.

"What did you do that for?!" She whined, rubbing her back.

I can hear Niall so clearly lmao <33

"To get you to sincerely write Flitwick's essay with us," Katie grinned, handing her quill and parchment.

"You said to let you down, and I did," George grinned, winking at her angry face.

"I hate you lot. Really do," she muttered, a pout on her face as she unwillingly started scribbling about the Disillusionment Charm.

"We love you girl. Really do," the rest retorted with smirks and Ophelia couldn't help but smile as they all started writing.

Everyone knowing that they wouldn't be able to finish all the work till midnight at least.

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"Hey there, Minnie," Ophelia whistled, t-posing at the doorway of McGonagall's office. She was wearing her school robes, her tie was tied up really messily, and her hair put up in a ponytail.

"How can someone look good in a bloody uniform?!" Dorcas exclaimed.

"Hello Miss Black," she responded, not looking up from the papers on her desk.

"How nice of you to schedule my appointment at this particular time. I was really looking forward to bunking Potions and am grateful for your help," she grinned, extremely pleased.

McGonagall rolled her eyes and pulled out a packet of biscuits from the drawer, handing them to Ophelia who instantly took it.

"She only ever gave biscuits to you four," Marlene grumbled looking at a smirking James.

"Have you had any thoughts about what you'd like to do after you leave Hogwarts, Ophelia?" She asked, interlocking her fingers on her desk.

"Uhh... I don't really care about that but yes, I did in fact give it a thought yesterday night at sharp eleven o' clock," she replied, eating the biscuits.

"And you came to the conclusion of?"

"It'd be cool to be an Auror wouldn't it?" Ophelia asked, rubbing her hands to dust off the crumbs that were on her fingers.

"You'll need top-grades for that," McGonagall answered, extracting a dark leaflet from her desk. "They ask for a minimum of five N.E.W.T.s and nothing below 'Exceeds Expectations'. But as you children call it, yes, it can be cool".

"Awesome," she grinned, not giving any thoughts about the grades, she knew she'd pass. "How about a professional Quidditch player?"

"Hmm... it doesn't have too many requirements needed, you need a passing grade in all of your exams".

"I deeply regret becoming an Auror," Marlene sighed, realization dawning on her that she could've done much better.

"Not that it matters though, seeing as you didn't live long enough," Regulus pointed out making her scowl.

"That sounds brilliant, also what subjects are needed for an Auror?" Ophelia questioned, leaning back in her chair.

"Defence against the dark arts, of course. I would also advice Transfiguration as Aurors frequently need to transfigure or untransfigure themselves during missions. Also I ought to tell you that I don't accept students unless they've achieve an 'Exceeds Expectations' or higher".

"She'll easily pass with flying colors," Lily grinned. "Ain't the daughter of Remus Lupin for nothing you know".

"Oh don't worry about that," said the grey-eyed girl, brushing it off.

McGonagall smiled slightly before continuing, "Charms is also useful, and Potions. Yes, Miss Black Potions is highly important," she added, when Ophelia groaned.

"Fine, fine," she grumbled, accepting her fate.

"You will also have different stages of training, and you have to continue to maintain your high skills in Defence," McGonagall informed.

"Oh I certainly will if we have more teachers like Professor Lupin," Ophelia grinned.

McGonagall smiled at that but it wasn't the usual one, it had a tinge of sadness to it. Ophelia didn't notice as she was looking through the various pamphlets.

"So my discussion is over?" She asked, her face taking on a sad expression.

"Yes, unless you have anything to discuss," McGonagall replied.

"Uhh nothing else except that Oliver's going to kill us all with practice," she huffed, already dreading it.

McGonagall laughed at that and said, "It's his last year, he's understandably more determined".

"Oh you don't say," said Ophelia rolling her eyes. "That boy spends every minute planning strategies".

"We have to win this year, Professor Snape was kind enough to remind me about Slytherins constant victory," said McGonagall rolling her eyes.

"I hate that git so much," James groaned, slumping back on the sofa. "Like to a level where no one can understand".

"Oh we will win, don't worry Minnie," she grinned, and waved her goodbye.

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"Immobulus!" Ophelia whispered, pointing her wand at the Whomping Willow. The tree freezed and looking around she climbed up the stairs.

"Hello Dad!" She said cheerfully, looking at the black dog that had transformed upon seeing her.

"Ello love," Sirius smiled, sitting cross-legged and leaning his back against the wall. His face certainly brighter upon seeing her.

"How's everything going?" He asked, gratefully accepting the huge amount food she that was passing to him.

"Just fine, had my career's advice with Minnie today," she answered, stretching her legs in front of her.

"Career's advice," he repeated. "It really gives me the feeling that you're growing up way too fast," he frowned. "I don't like it".

Chris Evans is running through my mind rn. If you know you know.

She laughed at his pouting face, "Well I am fifteen years old".

"I didn't notice that," he replied sarcastically. "Anyways what job do you have in mind?"

"An Auror seems to be the right choice for me. I wouldn't mind playing Quidditch professionally as well," she added.

"That's great," he smiled, taking a bite of the sandwich. "You'll make an awesome Chaser if I'm being honest".

She grinned at that and said, "Maybe after becoming an Auror... I'll think of playing professionally".

"You've got the final match coming up right?"

"Yep, day after tomorrow. I can already imagine how tiring tomorrow's practice is going to be," she grimaced.

"Your captain's that tough?" He questioned.

"Tougher than blind kid here and that's saying something," said Marlene pointing at a frowning and messy-haired James.

"The toughest, that boy has his priorities straight, and that's Quidditch. He's become a little chill now after getting someone," she laughed, rolling her eyes.

"Oh? Who?" Sirius asked, incredibly curious.

"Percy Weasley," Ophelia snorted. "The most unlikely pair ever".

"Weasley? One of Molly's?" He frowned, looking up as though trying to remember.

"Yeah, you know her?"

"I knew her brothers. Gideon and Fabian Prewett, huge troublemakers they were. Always pranking someone and landing themselves in detentions," he chuckled.

"They gave these two a run for their money, the twins did," snorted Lily, and it was the time for James to pout again.

"Fred and George are definitely their second generation," she laughed.

"Don't doubt that, I've seen those two, they look like the carbon copy of their uncles. "Any other couples eh?" He inquired, and Ophelia raised an eyebrow at his interest.

"Why on earth is he so interested?" Asked Regulus, looking surprised at his brother's curiosity about relationships.

"He was the biggest gossip queen at school," said Dorcas rolling her eyes.

"Knew more information than us," Marlene snorted.

"Uhh no... Alicia's got a boyfriend... And someone doesn't like it," she replied, thinking back to a particular moment.

"Really? Who's that someone?"

"Katie Bell," she smirked, and an identical one was seen on Sirius' face as well. "She doesn't know it yet of course, but she gets all irritated and annoyed".

"I just got a flashback of two girls who had the same story," he grinned, looking up at the ceiling.

"It's a surprise he even remembers me," Dorcas raised an impressed eyebrow and swiftly kissed Marlene, much to the annoyance of Regulus Black and James Potter.

"During your time at Hogwarts?"

"Yeah, Marlene McKinnon and Dorcas Meadows," he answered, smiling at the chaotic but sweet relationship of his friends.

"Ooooooh," Ophelia squealed, her face sporting a delighted look.

"What about you though?" He asked looking at her. "No one catch your eye yet?"

"A red-head has, she just doesn't know it yet," Lily smirked.

"Who is this mysterious read-head?!" Asked Regulus with a confused look.

"He's blinder than James I swear to Godric," groaned Dorcas, burying her face in her hands while Marlene just sighed.

"Why do you have to insult me everytime?" Exclaimed James, thoroughly annoyed.

"Because you're my favorite, Potter," Dorcas smiled. And instead of giving him a gentle pat on his cheek, she slapped him.

"No..." She trailed off with a frown on her face. "That's normal right...? I mean- I'm fifteen and I haven't had a single boyfriend yet".

"That's completely normal," he smiled, internally relieved. "I myself had my first proper relationship when I was sixteen".

Ophelia nodded and had a little conflict inside. Should she ask him about her mother? Yes... She thought though a big part of her was screaming no.

"Erm Dad," she muttered and he looked at her, telling her to continue.

"Who- Who's my..... mum?" She asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "You've never mentioned anything about her".

"To be simple and honest as fuck, you don't have a mother darling," said Dorcas smiling sweetly.

Ophelia glanced up and saw a huge amount of pain filling his eyes. His smile faded and his face had a defeated look on it.

"You- uh.... I- Merlin how do I even tell you," he laughed nervously, running his fingers through his hair.

"Just say she doesn't have a mother and has two Dads, the other one's name being Remus Lupin," Marlene muttered in a 'that's so obvious' tone.

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to.." She mumbled, regretting asking the question and mentally scolding herself.

"No no... I'll tell... Ophelia you- you don't have a mother," he answered, his head bowed down.

"You can't just say it like that! Complete the sentence!" Said Regulus, frowning.

"Be quiet you lot!" Lily scolded the trio that was hurling insults at Sirius' lack of talking skills.

"What? What do you mean I don't have one?" She asked, confusion swarming her brain at the weird answer.

"You erm... you have Dads... Two Dads.." He said, looking up at her with a slightly worried glance.

"Oh".

That was all she could say, the answer was really unexpected and she couldn't find the words to describe what she was feeling. She didn't mind of course, in fact she'd even read about the magical procedure that was involved. But to think that she herself was a magical child, that was really surprising.

"You okay?" Sirius asked, his eyes scanning her face for any sign of emotion. Whether it be happiness or... shame.

But her face was blank, resembling the calmness of an ocean. When the information had finally settled in, she said, "So I have two Dads?"

"Yes," he mumbled, his fingers fiddling with each other.

"Right.... So who's the other one? What's his name? Where is he? Are you two in contact with each other? Why haven't I seen him till now? Does he know me?"

"The other one is your Defence Professor-"

"His name is Remus Lupin-"

"He is currently teaching at a school called 'Hogwarts' -"

"No they haven't kissed in a while-"

"You haven't seen him yet because of that fucking grandpa-"

"Yes, he knows you," answered the crew one by one with such perfection it looked as though they'd rehearsed the whole thing.

Sirius laughed at the questions that were fired towards him. "You aren't mad?" He asked, his eyes lighting up.

"Mad? Why would I be mad?" She questioned, her perfectly arched eyebrows furrowed in surprise at his question.

"Because you have two Dads and well... That isn't really acceptable all the time".

"I don't give a shit about what people think. They should know better than to meddle with other's personal lives".

Sirius lightly chuckled at her answer, that was exactly the thing he'd told Remus. He was relieved that she had accepted him. As for her questions... He couldn't tell her... Not now at least.

"I'm glad that you've got no problem with this," he smiled and she nodded. "But I'm sorry, I can't answer any of your questions right now. It's just not the right time".

"Aw come on man! What did we do all of that fabulous interrupting each other while answering for?" James frowned crossing his arms.

"It's fine, it's fine. No worries," she said, not wanting to pressure him.

"I'll tell you soon, I promise," he smiled sadly.

"It's okay Dad! Really don't fret yourself. Also I wanted to tell you something!" Ophelia exclaimed, a thought striking her.

"What?" He laughed at her sudden excitement.

"I can produce a Patronus!!" She exclaimed, her face lit up with delight.

"Wait- Really?" He asked, his eyes wide at her answer.

"Yes!! I wanted to master it to fight the dementors and Professor Lupin helped me and Harry. We both can do it," she grinned, and childishly waited for him to compliment her.

"That's fucking awesome!" He roared, a really wide smile on his face. His insides swelling with pride at her brilliant achievement. "Lupin must be a good teacher hmm?"

"You would know all about that wouldn't you?" Marlene smirked, her eyes twinkling.

"He's the best, after Minnie of course. No one can pass her," she declared with a solemn look.

Sirius nodded and fell deep down into his thoughts. He smiled thinking that it was Remus of all people who had taught her. He wanted nothing more than to tell her the truth, but it wasn't the right time. Also Remus himself hadn't told her, so Sirius couldn't do much.

And Harry, he thought with a smile. How happy would Lily be at his son mastering the Patronus charm at such a tender age. How James would've bragged around to anyone who'd listen that his son could cast a corporeal Patronus.

"What form does your Patronus take?" He questioned, resting back and stretching his legs out in front of him.

As an answer, she closed her eyes and went through all of her happy memories and whispered, "Expecto Patronum". Silver light shot out and took a beautiful shape.

"A wolf," Sirius breathed out, his starry eyes following the playful creature that was running around in circles.

It reminding him of another Patronus that had the same shape, but the previous one being considerably larger.

"What's Harry's?" He asked eagerly, having a guess in his mind.

"A stag," she smiled, and Sirius' heart leaped. A huge wave of happiness, and at the same time, a small amount painful sadness clenched his heart.

"Harry just provided me with enough proof that he actually is Bambi with that Patronus," she laughed. "I wouldn't stop teasing him about it".

"You know James' Patronus was a stag too," said Sirius, his eyes glassy.

"Wow... Really?" Ophelia asked, her heart wrenching with immense sadness and fondness for her late uncle.

"Yeah," he chuckled. "And Lily's was a doe, you can imagine the teasing that had happened during the class".

"Oh that was a golden day," Dorcas cackled with laughter and James blushed.

"Oh my god," she snorted at the complimenting Patronuses. "That's some made for each other shit right there".

"Oh they were, it took quite a long time for carrot-top to figure it out though," grinned Sirius, smiling nostalgically at the memories that were running in his head.

"Why? I thought they were smitten with each other from day one," she frowned.

At this, the entire crew except James and Lily burst out with maniacal laughter.

"Oh no," he cackled with a mischievous grin. "James was head over heels but Lily... Not so much".

"What were they then? Types of arch-enemies?" She suggested jokingly but her smile faded when she saw Sirius' look.

"Are you serious? No way!" She exclaimed at it actually being true.

"First, yes I am Sirius." he smirked, and she rolled her eyes in exasperation.

"Second, Lily absolutely hated James till fifth year. Called him 'an arrogant toe-rag' on a daily basis".

"Damn, Uncle James must've been an asshole," she muttered, wincing a little and Sirius laughed loudly at that.

"He was the biggest arrogant prat I've ever had the misfortune to meet," smirked Lily making James give her a hurt look.

"Oh you don't know half of how terrible he was," he smirked and began the tale of describing James Potter's top ten arrogant and obnoxious moments.

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'Three-Thousand'

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Hello!!! Here's the next one and I'm so sorry for the delay! This was a filler chapter, hence it's a little shorter than the rest.

Hope y'all enjoy!
Love xx