Unknown Savior

Chapter 1: The Stranger

Summary: OotP spoiler. "She must remain unknown to Harry. She saved his life and she will be his Unknown Savior. My, the Blacks do tend to be closely related with Harry."

Disclaimer: Well you probably know the rigmarole, but I'll say it anyway. Most of the places, people, or things in this story come from Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. They are J. K. Rowling "s and not mine.

Background: This is an AU after the end of book 5. A short little ficlet about a small adventure that could fit into the books fact wise.

Note I: I have based this loosely off my other story, Black in Death (http/ which is about how Tonks takes Sirius' death. But though I recommend you r/r that, it is not necessary to read this story.

Note II: This is a bit Mary Sue-ish. You'll see why at the end of this chap, I'll explain more then.

Note III: I may have gotten some facts wrong, and if I did, and you notice, please tell me and I will try to change it asap. I am also not the greatest speller or typer and the computer is fallible.

Note IV: I just recently changed this so that the NT/RL in this was more romantic. I also changed her introduction so it was a bit more believable.

That night, the night Sirius died, was the night it all began.

Lupin and Moody had gone back to the Black House and Kingsley had gone home after taking Tonks to the hospital. Moody would be going home tomorrow but Lupin would stay for a while. As for the house, it would still be used as the Order's headquarters.

The next day Lupin and Moody slept most of the day, waking only occasionally to eat and go to the bathroom before falling back into bed. They were exhausted, both mentally and physically. Later that day Kingsley stopped by with Tonks, who had just gotten out of the hospital. She would stay with Lupin in the Black's house for bit before moving back to her home. They all piled her into an extra bed. She was still tired and the healing had taken a lot out of her, so she slept through the entire moving. Finally, Kingsley went back home and Lupin and Moody went back to bed.

Lupin had just managed to fall into a restless sleep when he heard something. Something that sounded strangely like crying. He slipped out of bed and thanked his luck that at least he had gained silence from his werewolf side. He slipped outside the bedroom, and headed down to the kitchen. The kitchen door was open a crack, and a thin crack of light lay on the floor and his face. He paused in the shadows by the door and looked in through the crack to see who it was that was sitting at the table.

The light from the dying embers flickered over the spiky pink hair and the robed form of Tonks.

Lupin had quietly walked in and sat next to her before her quiet sobs stopped. She pulled her head up from the cradle her arms had formed and stared at Lupin blankly for a second. Her eyes could not focus on him for a second and then it sank in who he was. In the shadow formed from the fire her eyes looked like sunken pits in her face. She attempted to hide the tearstains on her face, but Lupin quickly put his right hand on her arm and said, "Don't hide from me Tonks."

Perhaps it was because he had a knowing and kind expression on his face, or he was going through the same sadness as herself, or maybe she was on an emotional roller coaster ride, or maybe all of the above. But she opened to him. He held her and rocked her while she cried herself out on his chest. He had thought he had let out all of his tears at the Ministry of Magic, but more tears spilled from his eyes and the pair rocked and held each other while they let their sadness out.

Lupin turned to straddle the bench facing the fire so that Tonks could lay on the bench with her head on Lupin's chest and his arms wrapped around her.

Lupin knew she needed the contact and the comfort. He wondered at the protective love her felt at that moment, but pushed it away, not was not the time. He looked at her face and was moved by pity that one so young was so sorrowed. He was reminded of himself when he became a werewolf, and the pain he went through. He saw the same pain on Tonks' face now. Suddenly it hit him that Tonks wasn't that young, but her never-ending cheerfulness made her seem younger. He was drawn to her chipper optimistic attitude. He shook his head as Tonks started to talk.

They talked for a long time about their memories of Sirius. They talked about his handsome appearance and roguish actions. Lupin even told Tonks of the Marauders and some of the adventures they had. After all; half of the group was dead, one turned, and the other, himself, was known about.

They had been talking for several hours when they heard a knock on the door. The coals had died down a long time ago and the house was dark. "Shhh… Be still!" Lupin hissed at Tonks who had started to rise, "You will trip over something, stay here!"

Lupin silently rose, took out his wand, and slipped down the hall. Once he got to the door he preformed a one-way invisibility charm on the door so he could see who it was that was calling at 3 o'clock in the morning.

The person was entrenched in a black waterproof cloak. He could only see bits of a dark charcoal robe and some of the face since the hood was up. The person had a determined chin, full lips, and delicate nose. The muggle streetlamps flickered and the person shifted their weight slightly. There was something familiar about the person but Lupin could not place it.

He took the charm off the door and turned the doorknob, "Yes, may I help you?"

"Is this the Black Residence?" the voice was unmistakably female and sounded like a cat's purr; soft, yet resonating with power and assurance.

Lupin did not hesitate a second, "No. I'm sorry, you must have the wrong address."

He started to shut the door when the girl said, "Wait! I'm Sirius Black's daughter!"

Lupin raised one eyebrow, "You're either really brave or really stupid if you're claiming kinship with Sirius Black, the mass murder and a death eater," he continued to shut the door and almost had the door shut when it was blasted open in a wave of blue-green light.

The girl stood there, her wand pointed at Lupin. She grinned at him before saying, "Not really."

She walked in and looked around, her eyes still in shadows but her face turned slightly from side to side and up and down. The door slipped shut behind her as she walked forward smoothly like a dark shadow. Her dark wand was pointed into the dark shadow that was the hall and she started to move forward softly. Suddenly, Lupin sprang at her and pinned her to the wall. His hand held her wand hand away from him and against the wall. His other hand pointed his wand at her neck as he asked, "Who are you?"

He studied the girl as she glared at him. When she had hit the wall her hood had been thrown off and her face was revealed. She looked like a girl in about her mid-teens. Long black hair had fallen out of her black cloak and framed her pale face and yet more tendrels of the black hair streamed out of her dark wrappings. She looked like a black tigerwith her round dark eyes, small nose, and full lips pulled back in a snarl at Lupin.

"You're not in much of a position to ask questions," she said, her lips moving into a sneer. He felt a sharp point press into his stomach and looked down. Her other hand held a dagger to his stomach. "It appears were at a stalemate then," she said in her soft, low voice.

All of the sudden they heard a loud high-pitched bellow. "YOU NO GOOD, DIRTY, MUDBLOOD HELPER-" Mrs. Black had obviously woken up. Soft-whispered apologies and a rustling of cloth could barely be heard over Mrs. Black. Her yells were suddenly muffled and Lupin heard cloth rustling before he saw Tonks come into the hall looking shamefaced. Her chagrin quickly dissolved into a fighting stance when she saw Lupin and the girl.

Tonks did not move, knowing that the girl could thrust that dagger into Lupin's soft stomach at any provocation.

Tonks quickly looked the girl over. The knee-length black strands whispered around her light charcoal robe that could be seen through her open cloak. The robe was belted at the waist, and Tonks managed to see the Celtic weave stamped into the leather. The belt also held a sheath for her wand and dagger. The wand was of some dark wood and the knife had a similar color handle and the long leaf shaped blade was double-edged and sharp. Tonks was still frozen in the position from entering the room.

"Smart move Nymphadora, I assume you want Remus alive," the strange girl's soft voice carried across the silent room. Tonks looked startled, but Lupin did not acknowledge the drop of information, or rather, few drops.

"How about we all put down our weapons - not taking any more out either - and we can talk," Lupin stared at the dark haired girl, waiting for an answer that would never come.

Suddenly ropes wound their way around the girl's middle, pushing her arms to her sides and squeezing tight until she dropped her knife and wand. A second later a deep rough voice rang out, "Now let's hear what she has to say Remus," and Moody joined the conversation from the top of the stairs with his wand held out.

Moody clunked down the steps in the striped robes that were his pajamas and simply said, "Let's go into the kitchen." So Tonks led the way while Moody and Lupin followed the girl, Lupin gathering up the knife and wand. Once in the kitchen Tonks re-started the fire while Lupin crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. Moody sat on the bench across from the girl after checking to make sure she had no other weapons, undid the rope charm but tied her legs together once she was sitting.

Tonks rummaged in the cupboards and after several minutes, cups, and pourings later; finally came to the table with four cups of tea. The stranger looked into the cup of tea Tonks had given her and smiled, "Keeping me honest?" at Tonks slight surprise that showed on her face, the girl explained, "You took to long getting the tea together, and I am an unknown stranger in your territory. It makes perfect sense to use the truth serum," and with a shrug of her shoulders still enveloped by the folds of the cloak thrown open, she drained her cup. She shuddered and then her face took on a blank look.

Well? What do you think?

Oh, on the Mary Sue subject. I know that the bit about her being the daughter of Sirius is Mary Sue-ish! But hopefully that is the end of the Mary Sue-ism. We shall see.

Hope you liked her being taken – seemed much more Moody style – blast first, ask later. He was way to trusting before.

Preview of chap 2: The stranger gets interrogated and we find out more about the daughter of Sirius and where she came from and her views and where she will go next.

Hope you guys like the story and will review, thanks!

Kit ;)