Author's Note: I hope you guys like this story. There's lots of little secrets that will slip out here and there. Also, I need you guys to help me out with a title to this story. So if you have any good ideas add it in with your review. Oh, and please review so I know if you like this story or not.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything Harry Potter related, but I did make up Elizabeth and her whole family so I copyright them!

It was the beginning of the trio's sixth year at Hogwarts. Voldemort was on the loose and everyone was scared like mad.

The summer holidays are coming to an end and school term is about to start.

But before Harry could start school he had to attend his godfather's funeral.

The service seemed to take an age to end. There was no body, just a closed, empty casket. People were standing around all covered in black. Tears were falling down from faces of the young and innocent to the old and wise.

Harry stood there and looked around. He saw many people he knew. His two best friends were there with their families and his father's best friend, Remus, was there as well. There were also many members of the Order like Dumbledore, Mad Eye Moody, and Tonks, who was sporting long purple hair with black streaks that stopped at her shoulders.

But there were also people he didn't know at the funeral. One was a girl his age. She was wearing a black dress with a white blouse and matching black jacket. She had light brown hair down to her shoulders with hazel eyes. She, like many others, was crying.

After the sermon one by one people came up to pay their respects to Harry and place a flower on the casket or simply touch it with their hand as if that would let him go from their hearts, although they all knew he would never be forgotten.

Remus stood beside Harry, for comfort. His eyes were red as if he cried all night for he lost his best friend, now both of the best friends he'd ever have were dead.

Mrs. Weasley came up to Harry and engulfed him in a tight hug. "I'm so sorry, dear. Will you be coming to stay with us at the Order this summer?" She asked him.

"Yes, if that's okay, Mrs. Weasley." Harry said weakly.

"Of course it is, dear. Just owl us when you're packed and Arthur can come pick you up." She smiled then walked on by the casket and placed a rose on it.

"I'm sorry, mate." Ron said then walked behind his mother, uncomfortable with all the crying people around.

Next came Ginny who was very distraught to see Harry in such sadness. She hugged him and he was comforted by her warm touch. "I'm so sorry, Harry." Ginny whispered in his ear before smiling heartedly and walking off to find her family.

Hermione then ran up to Harry and hugged him talking very fast about how Sirius didn't deserve to die and that she was there for him whenever he needed her. Then she was off to find her own parents who were talking to Mr. Weasley about what uses the television is for.

Then that mysterious girl walked up and Remus greeted her in a hug.

"I'm so sorry, Remus. You must miss him terribly."

"Yes, I do. But I'm more concerned about you. How have you been?"

"I've been fine. Don't worry about me." She smiled then turned to Harry.

"I'm so sorry for your loss, Harry. Sirius was a great man and he loved you very much, you should know that."

"Thanks, but…who are you?" Harry asked.

"My name's Elizabeth. Sirius was a good friend of mine…more like my second father, actually." Elizabeth said. With the still confused look on Harry's face she added, "You might have seen me around school…I'm in Gryffindor too."

"Yes, quite the little sneaker are you?" Remus added.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Elizabeth said teasingly.

"I've never seen you around school." Harry said.

"Exactly! She just looms in the shadow, don't you?" Remus asked Elizabeth, knowing her and her past.

"I just don't talk much, that's all…" Elizabeth said defensively.

"Sure you do. Elizabeth, my dear, you can't keep doing this to yourself." Remus told her with worry on his face.

"I- I have to go. See you around." She said then walked off.

Harry greeted and accepted the condolences of all the others attending the service. When most people had left Harry looked at the place where his godfather would stay forever. Harry thought to himself, 'It's not good enough for Sirius. He deserves the best of the best.'

Before Harry could finish more of his thought a hand was placed on his shoulder. "How are you holding up, Harry?" Hermione asked.

"I'm fine." Harry said forcing a weak smile. "How was your summer?"

"Oh, it was fine. I spent most of it reading. Oh, and guess what? My father got me a new cauldron. My other one was getting very grimy. You'll have to see it."

Harry nodded and looked out among the other stones of people who were once alive. His gaze then fell upon a girl kneeling down around two gravestones.

"Who is that?" Ron asked walking up behind the two.

"Her name is Elizabeth, Ronald. She's a Gryffindor sixth year as well." Hermione said matter-of-factly.

"She really does know everything." Ron said and Harry laughed at this.

"She said she was a friend of Sirius." Harry said.

"No matter whose friend she is there's only one thing I can say about her. She's cute." Ron said blushing.

Hermione slapped him on the arm. "Ron. You don't even know her."

"So?" Ron asked rubbing his arm as if it had hurt.

"Do you think we should go over there?" Harry asked.

Remus walked up and answered his question, "No, Harry. Let her be. She hasn't been back here in a long time. She needs to be alone now."

"Whose gravestone is that, Professor Lupin?" Hermione asked.

"Hermione, how many times do I have to tell you not to call me Professor? I am not your teacher anymore. You may call me Remus. And for your question, those are her parents' gravestones. They died a few years back." Remus said with a sigh.

"Oh my…" Hermione said in a whisper.

"I think she'll need a shoulder to lean on." Ron said with a smirk.

"Don't you dare, Ronald Weasley." Hermione said threatingly.

"How did they die?" Harry asked still transfixed on the girl.

"Voldemort killed them. They were in the order, very powerful too. They were also your parent's secret keepers, Harry." Remus told him.

"But I thought Peter Pettigrew was their secret keeper…then he betrayed them." Harry said.
"Yes, but your parents thought again and gave the task to another pair of their friends…ones they hadn't seen in a long time, but trusted. They needed a back-up, you see?" Remus said.

"They knew something Lord Voldemort didn't about Harry or his parents, didn't they?" Hermione asked.

"Very clever, Hermione. But yes, they did and they had to pay their price." Remus said quietly.

They all were now looking at Elizabeth who wiped away the tears that were rolling down her face.

"Uncle Remy!" a child voice yelled from behind. They all turned and saw a girl, who was a Gryffindor fifth year, a boy, who was a Gryffindor second year, a younger boy about four and an even smaller boy about one. The boy believed to be four was the one screaming and running towards Remus.

Remus scooped him and and hugged him. "Why, hello, David."

"Uncle Remy!" The little boy said.

The Gryffindor fifth year, Emily, walked up to Remus while holding a baby.

"Where is she?" She asked angrily. "She leaves the house and says she'll be home soon…I have to go out and I can't leave them all at the house alone."

"Elizabeth is fine. She's just…spending some quality time with your parents." Remus informed her.

After hearing the commotion Elizabeth got up and saw her sister and three brothers at the service. She walked over and grabbed the baby, named Eric, into her arms and was cradling him back and forth.

"What are you doing here? I asked you to watch them." Elizabeth said.

"I have to go to Diagon Alley in twenty minutes so we all came to find you."

"Diagon Alley? Who are you going with?" Elizabeth asked.

"Ginny and her family." Emily told them.

"Okay. Don't be home late. Come on, David." Elizabeth said. "Patrick," She looked at the Gryffindor second year boy, "Hold David's hand and make sure he doesn't wander off. I'm so sorry, Remus." She said lastly looking apologetically at Remus.

"No need to apologize, Elizabeth. Will you be stopping by tomorrow?" Remus asked indicating the Order headquarters.

"Yeah, they're all going to be at daycare of a friend's house. So I'll see you then." Elizabeth smiled back at then them started to walk out of the graveyard and off to her house.

Harry stared at her in wonder. If he assumed correctly she took care of her four siblings while running the household since her parents were dead. She was selfless and took the best care of her family. He was impressed and yet he pitied her. He pitied the fact that she can't do stuff with her friends because she has to take are of her younger brothers.

As she walked off into the distance Harry stood there in a dreamlike state until she was knocked out of it by Fred and George's late arrival to the funeral service.

"Did we miss it?" Fred asked.

"Fred and George Weasley, Sirius was a dear friend and you missed his funeral service." Mrs. Weasley said outraged.

"Sorry, mum. It's just we've been busy with the business and all…" George trailed off.

"Don't talk to me about business, you didn't even finish your education. Dumbledore's back now and he said he'd let you finish your school credits this year."

"No way. We'd be like rejects, plus we're way too busy." Fred said.

"Oh, hello, Harry. How's it going?" George asked and walked over to Harry.

"I'm fine." Harry said.

"Business is going great, we can't thank you enough, Harry." Fred whispered in his ear.

"Don't mention it. Are you going to Diagon Alley with us?" Harry asked.

"Yep! We all have to show you guys our big surprise at Diagon Alley later." George said saying the words 'big surprise' loudly so his mother could hear.

"Oh, what's the surprise?" Ginny asked excitedly.

"You'll just have to wait and see, little sis." Fred said.

"Well, are you kids ready to head back to the Burrow?" Mr. Weasley asked coming up behind them.

They all nodded and took a port key in the shape of an old hammer lying on the floor by a tree and were instantly in the warm surrounding of the Weasley's home!

Author's Ending Note: By the way, to all you Sirius fans, I don't believe Sirius is dead. But I just had to start it out this way. Hint, they never did find Sirius' body.

SIRIUS BLACK ISN'T DEAD! HE'S JUST WAITING…