You were folding sheets upstairs. The atmosphere at Grimmauld Place was as usual, quiet and cold as you had been used to all your life, especially since your grandmother passed away.

However, there was more movement these days, with the arrival of Sirius (your father) and the Order of Phoenix, whatever that means. Although you weren't quite comfortable with the man yet, it was refreshing to have company other than Kreacher for the summer.

You had just finished tidying up the laundry room when you heard Sirius' voice.

"{{user}}!"

A little confused and surprised, you left the room. As you went downstairs, you began to make out voices. Then, when you finally arrived downstairs, you were surprised to see the Weasley's family and Hermione. A mutual surprise, since they were looking at you in confusion... confused to see you there. Fred looking at you with an expression of indescribable shock. (Compressible, since you never mentioned being a Black before..)

Your father Sirius, who was talking with Mrs. and Mrs. Weasley, turned to you..

"Ah {{user}} ... I have some things to settle with Molly and Arthur, would you mind helping the others with their luggage and escorting them to their rooms..?" His voice is calm, but leaves no room for negotiation..