Pitter Patter Goes My Heart: A Fred Weasley Love Story [11]

_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Chapter Eleven: Papa

Emi ran until her feet gave out from underneath her sending her forward into an awaiting bed of bushes.

She cursed at herself silently as she fell back and felt branches poking at her, but that didn’t last long because her frame soon crushed them onto the ground.

As she lay there in the bushes she couldn’t help but come up with a bout a billion questions that she wanted to ask regarding her father

How dare her mother keep this a secret from her?

How dare her mom tell her that her dad had died valiantly fighting when he was alive?!

How dare he not be a part of her life?

Fred looked from Emi’s mother to Sirius, begging them to run after Emi with his gaze but they didn’t move they just stared there staring at the open door. He could no longer take the silence and said

“Why aren’t you going after her?”

“She just needs to be alone.”

He shook his head fiercely and ran out the door ignoring the shouts of protest coming from within the house. He ran and ran, trying to think of which direction Emi would run in and when he saw tall trees in the distance he knew she was bound to be around there.

Fred stopped running when he saw a bush with a pair of feet sticking up in the air, and when he saw the trademark white fist on the inside of her right shoe he knew it was Emi.

Emi was staring up at the blue sky until the blue was all of a sudden blocked and replaced by Fred Weasley’s face. Her eyes narrowed in anger and she jumped up from the bush and glared into his chocolate brown eyes.

She watched as Fred attempted to touch the side of her face, but she moved her head quickly to the side and in a menacing tone said,

“If you fucking touch me I’ll punch you in your pasty face.”

“Emi don’t be like that.”

Fred yet again moved to touch her face, but this time Emi didn’t dodge it, instead she brought her right fist into contact with his face and knocked him to the ground.

The moment that Emi saw the bruising starting to form around his eye, she realized what she had done and fell to the floor beside him.

“You stupid ginger you weren’t supposed to touch me!”

“I didn’t you were serious!”

“Of course I was serious!”

“I thought you were fucking around and like doing that whole reverse something shit that girls do.”

“I don’t do that! You know I don’t do that!”

“I know, but I was secretly wishing you did cuz I wanted to hug you and make you feel better.”

At this Emi began laughing uncontrollably, Fred looked at her unsure of why she was laughing but he couldn’t hold in his laughter and started laughing along with her.

“I really am sorry that I didn’t tell you but your mom said not to because she wanted to handle all of that.”

“I know, it’s just like fuck you know? How did she think I was gonna react to that? I mean imagine thinking your dads dead and then all of a sudden it’s like he’s fucking alive? It’s bullshit, fucking bullshit.”

“It is but they have good reasons, I know they do.”

“What could be a good enough reason Fred? Tell me!?”

“I can’t, it’s not my place.”

Emi lost it and went from laughter to gentle sobs shaking her body. She clutched onto Fred and cried into the crook of his neck as he rubbed her back in an attempt to make her feel better

“Why didn’t he want me Fred? Why didn’t he want to be with us and watch me grow up? Was I that bad of a baby for him to just leave us like that?!”

“Don’t you dare think that Emi. He didn’t want to leave you, he had too.”

“Why? He could have stayed!”

“You would’ve died.”

Everyone’s mouths dropped when they saw Fred walk in with a black eye, they were going to ask him what happened but when they saw Emi come in behind him, they kind of figured that she had been the perpetrator.

Dolores ran over to her daughter and was going to hug her but Emi stepped behind Fred, shaking her head at her mother. She stood on her tip toes and looked over his shoulder as she said

“Tell me what happened.”

“You’re going to have to sit down, this is a long story.”

Emi moved from behind Fred, and took his hand in hers, leading them both to a couch that directly faced both of her parents. Her mother twiddled with her thumbs and her father played with his hair, a gesture that Emi also does when she’s nervous.

“Emi this is Sirius Black, he’s your father and my husband.”

“I got that bit. I want to know what he’s doing here, breathing, that’s what I want to know.”

“I’m getting to that. I met Sirius when I was seventeen years old I was running down the beach in Humboldt and he was just sitting there staring out at the water. He was dashingly handsome and when I heard him singing in that British accent I just flocked to him. He made it a habit to come more often to Humboldt because he wanted to get to know me better and one day he proposed to me and I said yes. We got married at eighteen and had you at 19 and we were never happier.”

It was now that Sirius decided to speak up, “I kept your mother and you a secret from everyone, except for Lily, James, and Remus. I didn’t want to mix my family up in this war which is why we lived in Humboldt. I know you’re angry Emi and I know you’re sitting there thinking I don’t want to know you’re bloody history I want to know why you weren’t there for me! And I’ll tell you. I was thrown into Azkaban,” he paused when he heard Emi gasp and then he continued, “I was framed for the deaths of my friends and I was thrown in jail like a common criminal. I told your mother to tell you that I had died, because I didn’t want you to think that you’re old man was a criminal. I’d rather have you think that I died than have you know that I was rotting away in prison. So don’t you dare think that I didn’t want to be there with you because I did, I missed you and your mother every single day but I knew that one day, one day I would be able to be with you two again and I escaped from prison. I escaped and I was going to wait until I was acquitted of the charges that I was in prison for but times have changed and I couldn’t be without you two anymore. Feel free to be angry at me. Feel free to hate me, but know that you are my little princess and that I love you more than you could ever know mi nina bonita linda y querida (my beautiful precious and loved little girl).”

When Sirius said those words in Spanish, Emi’s eyes widened and a memory of her childhood hit her. She remembered that as a baby those words would be sang to her by a man and she knew that it had to be him because the Spanish was god awful and choppy.

“I could never hate you. I just thought you didn’t want me. That I wasn’t good enough.”

Sirius stood up from the sofa and pushed the coffee table aside, he got on his knees in front of Emi and took both her hands in his as he looked into her grey eyes with tears swimming in his eyes and said

“Don’t you dare think that Emiliana. Thinking of my little girl was one of the thoughts that kept me sane in that god forsaken place. I love you and if you’ll let me, I want to make up for all that time that we weren’t together. I want to be your papa.”

Emi nodded her head and jumped on him wrapping her arms around his neck and crying into his shoulder like a child.

Sirius smiled and rubbed his daughters back tenderly and for the first time in over twelve years he truly felt that life was still worth living and that although a war would soon begin to be fought that life was about to get sweeter and that nothing would be able to tear him away from his wife and child ever again.
-------------
I know it's short but it was too the point! the next one will be longer! I want to say thanks for rating and thank you to NauticalMile, cherby94, smsletc, Twilight8series8lover, ShifterChronicles, mysticfew99, Nine-Tailed-Fox-Blood, hopelesslyinlovewithyou, and cenarox042377 for their lovely messages! Please rate/message/enjoy - Emi