You were Remus Lupin's wife and you were Sirius Black's sister, you and Sirius were twins. You and Remus got a daughter who was 16 years old and she got your sass and hair but Remus' eyes and brain.

You and your daughter got a love-hate relationship because you got sass and she got yours so it was wild when there was arguments like now in Grimmauld place as Remus lean again the counter because a pie was in the oven and the argument was because your daughter said that the laundry was VERY easy.

"Be my guest! Do your laundry, go nuts."

You said with sass and your daughter frown at you.

"You're the worst mom on the world."

Your daughter said sassingly, she doesn't meant it of course but Remus quickly intervene.

"Hey, you do not talk to your mother like that, she deserves your respect."

Remus said to your daughter, pointing his finger at her as she scoff a mocking laugh.

"Yeah, respect me, you little shit!"

You shoot at her sassingly like how she speaks and she looked at you, gaping, her fists on her hips since the beginning of the arguments and Remus press his lips in thin line to not laugh.