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Chapter One: An Unexpected Comeback

Harry poured over the ancient texts and rubbed his eyes tiredly. He had been asking everyone in Diagon Alley if they knew anything about relics belonging to either Rowena Ravenclaw or Godric Gryffindor, just so he could solely track down the shredded pieces of Voldemort's evil soul. And yet, his mind kept wandering back to Hogwarts, to the white tomb that lay as a reminder to all that everyone is not as they seems. He couldn't go back this year; he just couldn't, even if the school stayed open.

He had just turned seventeen just two days ago, and he gazed around the Leaky Cauldron... He heard a couple of foot falls behind him and found a young woman at his side.

"You really should get some sleep…" she said. "…It's nearly midnight." She set a mug of butterbeer beside him and walked around the table to light a few more candles.

"I've seen you around since I arrived."

"Just preparing…besides, Minerva wanted to know you were doing alright now that you're of age and all. She's dreadfully worried about you Harry."

"And you are?"

She smiled. "Padfoot's daughter, at your service or disposal. Names Jaina, niece of Regulus A. Black, thief of Voldemort's third horcrux." She said, bowing low. "I'm truly sorry you lost him, Harry, but I'm sure of one thing…." She looked around and leaned in close. "…it'll do you well to return to Hogwarts this year….Please trust me on this. But I have a bargain for you that you'll be barking mad to pass up."

"Let me guess, you tell me as long as I promise to return to Hogwarts." Harry said exasperatedly. "I can't go back…I…"

Jaina raised a hand. "I know Harry. Al…." She paused and looked down." He raised me you know…Sent me to the States the very day you arrived at Hogwarts. I was twelve years old, but yet again…I was taught by the best there ever was. He trained me himself, until the day you arrived then I learned from the best wiccans and druids there. I do know more druid based magicks, but I know a lot of the defense against the Dark arts too, hence the fact Minerva has hired me to teach at Hogwarts this year. Voldemort anialated the coven…I'm the soul survivor and the last true wiccan. Again,

"Jaina Black at your service."

Harry paused. "You really are his daughter, what happened?"

Her lips pursed. "Sirius doesn't know I'm his daughter because Bellatrix killed her before she could tell him. Then Pettigrew, that…"

Harry coughed as she swore obscenely and looked at her. "When are you going to the Ministry?"

"Well, If you agree to go back, I'll talk to the 'Minister'…" She paused to show her quotes on this. "…to see if you can be there when I…" She clamped her hands over her mouth and looked shocked at Harry.

Harry gave her an annoyed look. "You better tell me before I Bat Bogie Hex you into next week." He shook his head again and looked at Jaina. "When are you going to the Ministry?" he asked again.

"Promise to go back to Hogwarts and I'll tell you Harry."

Harry sighed exasperatedly. "I need…"

"I know…you need to find the Horcruxes. I know this….I can help. Part of my wiccan training allows me to sense a person's soul in an object or just a magical item of a set and I can trance, go into a dream like state, to find the others. He owled me once he found the location of the one Uncle Regulus destroyed and told me there was a possibility that there was a chance…" Jaina couldn't continue, and she slumped into the chair beside her and burst into tears.

Harry understood completely. Dumbledore had been like a grandfather to him, where as he had been the father figure in Jaina's life. "It's alright. I swear, if I ever get my hands on Snape…"

"WHAT! Serverus killed Albus! That doesn't make sense…He only would have done it if he didn't have a choice, if his life were on the line…But he shouldn't have saved his own hide…He should have died fighting against the likes of Voldemort…" she said bitterly. She quirked a quick smile. "Yet again, I was never a favorite of his…He always thought I was my dad…" She shook her head. "Okay, enough subject changing…If you agree to go back to Hogwarts, I will help you find the other three hocruxes and help you destroy them then while at Hogwarts I will train you in some of the ways of the wiccans to prepare you for the final battle. I will also show you a little surprise….But only if you agree to go back one last time."

Harry mulled it over. He looked closely at Jaina then thought back to what had been on his mind all summer. The cup, the snake, a relic from Ravenclaw or Gryffindor…The cup, the snake, a relic from Ravenclaw or Gryffindor… "How can I be sure that I can trust you, or that you aren't working for Voldemort." Harry said finally.

Jaina couldn't help but to smile. "I'm his daughter, Harry. Rest assured I am a second generation Marauder…" Red hair cascaded down her shoulders and back and dark eyes looked into to his own emerald green ones.

Harry nodded. "When are you going?" he said.

"Meet me in the Atrium at ten fifty. But first…promise me Harry…Promise me that you will return to Hogwarts this fall."

Harry looked into her eyes, steely determination shining in them. "I promise Jaina…" he said. He closed his book and looked at his feet. "Do you need…"

"Don't worry Harry…Albus left me a fortune. I'm almost as rich as you are. And besides…I already told you that Sirius doesn't know I'm his daughter." She reached into her pocket and withdrew and lock of blood red hair tied with a red ribbon. " a lock of my mother's hair…She told me to keep it just in case…Like she knew this was going to happen." She tucked the lock back into her pocket. "Get some sleep Harry…I'll be up in a minute Jonas…My muggle boyfriend…He's such a darling…You should talk sometime…"

Harry nodded in agreement, and left to go up to his room. As he set his glasses on the bedside table he heard his mirror say 'Nearly two o clock in the morning sonny…'

"Thanks…Didn't realize that time had gone by so fast…" And with that…He collapsed on the bed, fast asleep.

The next morning Harry strode through the Ministries Atrium, keeping a sharp eye out for Jaina. He saw her come running up, looking rather excited and she took him by the wrist. Come on Harry….Hurry!"

Jaina led through a puzzling maze of doors and realized all to late where she was taking him. Harry looked on in horror as she brought him to the veil.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU PLAYING AT?" Harry screamed. He dropped to his knees as one of the worst memories came flooding back all to quickly.

Jaina dropped to a knee in front of him and had him look at her. "I'm going to bring him back Harry…I know how…"she said. Jaina pulled her wand and a cauldron appeared and she filled it with water. She pulled her mother's lock of hair from her pocket and placed it gently into the cauldron. "Come back to us. Your lover beckons…Come back to us lost soul." The cauldron began to pulse with an eerie red light. She reached into her right boot and pulled a dagger with a lion's head upon it. She took it and held it to her palm, and with a grunt, she sliced her hand. She held it over the cauldron, and let the bright red blood fall in. "Come back to us! Your family beckons!" She dipped her hand into the cauldron, which Harry now realized was now glowing a blinding white and smoking. The white liquid traveled as far up as her shoulder and Jaina walked over to the veil." She thrust her arm in while crying out "Come back to us Sirius Black, innocent who walked beyond the dark veil!"

Harry cried out as she nearly fell through herself as if something were trying to pull her in. He ran over and grabbed her left arm before she was nearly pulled in again. "Sirius! Use me as your guiding light! Come Back!"

They gave an almighty lurch backwards and out came Sirius. Harry was by his side immediately, almost amazed he was there.

"OW! Damn that cut smarts…" Jaina whispered audibly. "You two ok?"

"Where? How? Dumbledore…."said Sirius, who was still quite dazed.

Harry realized that Sirius had not aged a day since the incident two years ago.

" Harry?"

Harry smiled, his first true smile since Dumbledore's death, and he embraced Sirius. "It's good to see you again Padfoot…"

"Where's Dumbledore?" asked Sirius. "Am I still a wanted man?"

"Just please hold your questions for a few moments…All will be explained in due time…Harry, can you please go to Arthur's office on the second floor, seventh door on the left and ask him kindly to see me in the antechamber across from the lunch hall? As in as soon as you relay the message?" Jaina asked, propping Sirius up against her. She was very tiny compared to him and Harry was amazed she could even bear his weight.

"Certainly…" Harry replied and he ran off.

As they reached the antechamber, Sirius looked at Jaina. " You look incredibly familiar…"

" I'm Becca's daughter Sirius…." Jaina said. "I'm only a year older than Harry…"

Sirius thought about her words for a moment but didn't say anything at first. "Where's Dumbledore?" he asked for a third time. He went to stand but Jaina stopped him.

" Please…It's hard enough for me to say this now…I'm going to give you a quick recap of the past two years. You see Sirius, Harry is now of age, hence why he is here now, the dementors have joined Voldemort, Lucius Malfoy and several of the deatheaters encountered at the ministry the same night you fell behind the veil are in Azkaban, Rufus Scrimgeour is now Minister of Magic and…." She paused and took a hanky from her pocket. "….Sirius, you asked me where Dumbledore is…He's at Hogwarts, resting peacefully."

Sirius shook his head. "Is he ill?"

Jaina couldn't stop the tear that welled up. Just as Arthur and Harry walked in, she stood up, and slammed her hands on the table. "Dammit Sirius…He's dead…Albus Dumbledore is dead…" she cried out. She sat down hard and was quickly embraced by Arthur as Harry laid a hand on Sirius shoulder.

"She's not lying Sirius….I was there…And you won't like who killed him."

Sirius looked as if a Crumple Horned Snorkack had gored him a hundred times. "Dead? Albus is dead?" Sirius rubbed his eyes. "Damn I need an ale. But how'd you bring me back I thought that only fam…." There was a very pregnant pause as Sirius stared at Jaina. "No…" He stood up and knelt in front of Jaina, brushing her hair from her eyes. "Becca would have told me…"

"Bellatrix killed her two days before James and Lily died….She never had the chance…And the only people besides myself that knew died on Halloween night. Then you sought after Pettigrew...You went to Azkaban, I was orphaned…

"Albus took me in, and helped me make my wand…the center core is a phoenix feather, shed by Fawkes, Hagrid gave me a unicorn tail hair and out of the blue I was given a dragon's heart string. The latter of the two I use as the outer core of my wand. The base core, however, are the four sphinx claws given to me by an old wiccan healer. The wood it is made out of is rowan. It basks every month in the light of the full moon. I should warn you, piss me off, and my hexes are amplified times three." Jaina finished.

" So why are you here?"

" Albus knew I could. Pull you from the rift I mean…I wanted to meet you….And also I knew you needed to know the truth." Jaina smiled and took her father's hand. " Besides….I would like you to meet Jonas…"

Harry watched Sirius raise an eyebrow and Jaina ran to another room and pulled in a tall and handsome young man with dazzling blue eyes and mousy brown hair. He wore a big grin and reached down to shake Sirius's hand. "It's a pleasure Mr. Black….Jaina's been rambling on about this day for a while now. My name is Jonas…Jonas Tague. And I wanted to ask you in person if I could have your daughter's hand in marriage…"

Sirius looked taken aback and looked at Harry, who conjured an ale for him. "First things first….We've only just met, how am I supposed to know you're not some dark wizard?"

"I'm muggle through and through Mr. Black, sad to say. If I had known about all this, I would have helped fight Voldemort, but my soul mission in life is to protect Jaina."

Arthur cringed, although he was the only one in the room who did so. "Trust me Sirius, he's a good lad from the states Both have beenat the Burrow for a while…And Jaina's going to be teaching at Hogwarts this fall, provided her, Harry and Jonas get back before the term starts. Which comes to remind me….You need to get going now….Jaina, Jonas, both of your rucksacks are in my office. Harry, I can conjure one up now." Arthur said. With a wave of his wand a rucksack appeared at Harry's feet.

"What's going on, where are they going?" Sirius said. He looked at Harry then at Jaina.

" And one more thing. Harry, here is your apparating license. Make sure you stay close to Jaina and Jonas at all times. They're going to be everywhere."

" Right. Extra robes, all climate cloak, provisions…Looks like all is there. Except on thing…"

"What's that Harry…"

"A picture of Ron, Hermione, and Ginny…"

Arthur nodded and three pictures came zooming forth from his office. Here…The third is all four of you at The Burrow a few summers ago, just before the Quidditch World Cup…"

Harry nodded and looked at Jaina. "Have any clue where the fourth horcrux is?"

"Just a slight notion….Albus tipped me off to it not long ago…" Jaina said. " We'll go by portkey for the time being…Are you ready Harry?"

Harry looked at Sirius and Mr. Weasley. They nodded. " Mr. Weasley, have Ginny take care of Hedwig for me. Please…"

Arthur nodded. "Be careful, all of you…."

"Jaina…" Sirius said.

"Yes?"

"You've grown up beautifully…I wish I had been there for you…."

"Don't worry Dad…Things will work out." Jaina replied, the three of them touching the portkey.

And with that, the portkey glowed and they were gone.

A/N: Well, I hope you all enjoyed…. juat made some minor adjustments. What is going to happen to them? Find out in the next Chapter