As requested, an Omake featuring Ariah's yummy!Daddy at the request of Facebook follower: Jenny H, last name withheld ;D You know who you are.

000

"Oh my god, did you see him?" the chocolate skinned girl hissed as they hustled back to the Tower.

"Did you hear him?" the blonde swooned breathlessly.

"Ohgosh, yes!" she squealed.

"Voices like that should be illegal!" the blonde girl exclaimed giddily, pressing her manicured hands over her mouth in girlish delight.

"Mm-mm!"

Gryffindors gave the two sixth years a wide birth as they burst into the Common Room, rosy cheeked and not just from the cold, the identical and familiar grins on their mouths made more than a few boy pale and look down, studiously avoiding eye contact so as not to be pressured into giving up their fellow man into the clutches of the vapid harpies. Harpies more commonly known as Pavarti Patil and Lavender Brown.

"There!" Pavarti squeaked, pointing.

Sat in the far corner of the room, legs drawn up, flipping through a large tome on Curse Breaking was their quarry, the one they were looking for who held all the answers to their problems. Grey and brown eyes lit up excitedly as the two sixteen year olds' drew in like sharks on blood to their unaware prey.

There was a moment of silence before they looked up, "C-can I help you?" former Boy-Who-Lived, now Girl-Who-Lived, Ariah Serafino asked. A dark eyebrow climbing up her forehead as she stared at the two girls in front of her with bottle green eyes, an expression of mild confusion and slight annoyance at their interruption. Pavarti almost recoiled out of reflex, remembering how the now girl tended to get snippy and foul tempered if someone interrupted her while she was reading – for a time they thought that she was even worse than Hermione, until they realised that she only ever got upset when she was reading up on Curse Breaking, it wasn't difficult for the twin of a Ravenclaw to draw the conclusion that she was researching it for something specific.

"Who was the man you were with today?" Lavender demanded without preamble.

"Ha?" the dark haired girl asked, caught completely flat-footed by the demand if the way her eyes narrowed in confusion was any indication. "W-which one?" she asked, still confused.

"The handsome one!" Lavender clarified impatiently.

Ariah blinked at her, "That doesn't narrow it down. They're all pretty good looking." Pavarti couldn't help but agree with her on that one, there had been some truly fine specimens of the male species amidst that group.

The blonde Gryffindor made a sound of disgust in the back of her throat, "Not those squinty eyed punk-weirdos, no! The man in the suit, the gentleman!"

Green eyes blinked at them, "The man... in the... suit?" she repeated slowly. "My... Dad? You want to know about my Dad?" she asked incredulously.

"No!" Lavender moaned angrily, god, Harry had never been this slow! Did turning into a girl kill off half his brain or something? "The Gentleman, the one with the curly sideburns and the hat!"

"Yeah. My Dad. What do you want to know, about my Dad?" Ariah demanded, beginning to frown unhappily as she closed her book with an ominous thump. Pavarti drew back slightly, no one could claim she wasn't brave, she just preferred to temper that bravery with common sense – sadly, Lavender wasn't so pragmatic.

"That hottie is your Dad? No way, don't lie!" Pavarti took her chance and moved away immediately. After last year, if there was anything Harry Potter, Ariah Serafino hated more than anyone or anything else – it was being called a Liar.

It took Ron and Hermione half an hour to get their friend to calm down and release the sticking charms she had used to hoist a tarred and feathered Lavender down from the rafters. It took an even further half an hour to get her to stop glaring suspiciously at the blonde and to explain that they weren't planning on hurting the man, her father, but just wanted to know about him because they thought he was good looking. Pavarti wasn't quite sure what to think of Ariah's... aggressiveness in protecting her family, but given how she had lost her family before and had her friends under threat of Voldemort, she was trying to save as much of it as possible.

That didn't stop her from asking, quietly, in the dorm room while Lavender was in the Hospital Wing having a few of the more... creative Transfigurations reversed, if the man had a girlfriend. He was married. And his wife was a Poison Specialist.

Wisely, Pavarti asked no more.

000

XDDD Just a little fun for everyone. Lavender and Pavarti question Ariah about Reborn, only Lavender being... well, Lavender, puts her foot in it and doesn't like the resulting backlash from her new roommate. Ariah is protective of her family, she's lost too much of it already.