1995. 8.14

Emma's father, Sirius Black, had successfully escaped from Azkaban and was now reunited with his daughter. Unfortunately, because his innocence has yet to be proven, both of them must continue to hide from the ministry. For a while, Emma spent a couple of months with her father hiding in a cave near Hogwarts, as he watched over James Potter's son, Harry. Minutes away from Grimmauld Place, Emma and Sirius were attacked by two Death Eaters. Needless to say, one of them would not walk away unsheathed.

"Dad? I think we're being followed." The two Blacks were running through alleyway after alleyway, trying to get home before the sun rose. Sirius looked over his shoulder, trying to see any moving shadows or figures. "Darling, I don't see anything. Let's just hurry." Had he been alone, Sirius would have walked, enjoying his last few moments of the outdoors. However, since Emma was with him, he felt a pressing need to get her to safety.

Still unsure, Emma continued glancing over her shoulder nervously. She wanted to believe that her father was right, that they weren't being followed, but she simply could not shake the feeling that they were. Suddenly, a loud crash echoed throughout the alleyway. Both of the Blacks stopped dead in their tracks, Emma pulling her wand from her pocket. Even though Sirius' wand had been confiscated at Azkaban, he would not stand down. His arm was placed protectively in front of Emma as he looked left and right, waiting for the source of the noise to reveal itself.

A shadow moved to their right, causing Emma to gasp. "I told you." She whispered to her father, not exactly proud of being right. There were only two options as to who would be following them: the Ministry or Death Eaters. In all honesty, Emma hoped it was the first rather than the latter. "Lumos." A bright light from the tip of Emma's wand lit the alleyway, revealing two figures standing mere feet in front of them.

"Well, well, what do we have here? A traitor and a halfbreed." Sirius recognized the voice immediately and snarled. "Bellatrix. What the hell do you want?" "You know exactly what we want." "Forgive me for being in the dark." In any other situation, Emma would have laughed, but this was definitely not the time to find humor. "We're taking the halfbreed with us." Sirius pushed Emma farther behind him. "You'll have to kill me." "You act as if that would be difficult for us, Sirius. We have no problem with killing you, do we Bella?" "None. What. So. Ever."

"No..." Emma's voice shook; pushing past her father's arm, she stepped forward. "I'll go, but leave my dad alone." She could feel her father's tight grip on her arm. "No." "Dad... if they wanted me dead, they would have killed me already."

Emma had a very valid point, but Sirius was not about to let his daughter run off with Death Eaters. "Smart girl." Emma turned to her father, breath shaky, "I'll be fine, dad. I promise." Pulling her father into a hug, he did not give her much choice about letting her go. However, she had yet to learn where she got her stubborness from. Upon hugging Sirius, Emma immediately felt her stomach churn as Sirius apparated the both of them into the house.
"Dad!"
"You're mental if you think I'm going to just let you go like that."
Emma could not help but smile and give her father another hug. "Thank you..." Sirius kissed the top of his daughter's head, relieved to be somewhere safe.