Chapter One: Gemini Black.

A silence descended upon Grimmauld place. Remus Lupin paced about the house. It felt all too empty, though the presence of Sirius could still be felt. An indent on the couch were he used to sit, a paper on his desk. The pain rose up in Remus again. He was dead.

"Why'd you have to leave? We need you, Sirius." Silence answered him. Remus collasped against the wall. "Damn it." He held his head in his hands and sobbed quietly.

They were sitting around the breakfast table – Dumbledore, Remus, Moody, with Snape pacing around.

"Can we continue, please, Albus?" snapped Snape.

"Of course. Sirius is dead. We need to continue on – without him," Dumbledore glanced at Remus. Remus' eyes were puffy from crying all night.

"Obiviously."

"Now, Severus. Sirius is dead. We've all been too worried about Harry, but there is someone we have forgotten about for the last two years. Someone we never should have." Here Dumbledore placed a muggle newspaper silently down on the table.

"An American muggle paper?" asked Moody. "What?"

But Remus had risen to his feet. "Gemini…" he whispered. "I'll do it."

Everything was going good for Gemini Finn that day. Everything. Her father was out getting drunk somewhere (as long as it wasn't home), Mom was in doing a puzzle or something. And school was finally out. Everything was perfect. So of course that's when everything changed.

Gemini was just sitting out on her porch, soaking up some choice rays when a shadow fell across her face.

"Hey, you're in my sun!" She opened an eye. A man in tattered clothes stood before her. She scrambled up, backing to the door.

"Calm down," said the man in a strange British accent, a bit like her mother's. "Gemini, right? Is your mother around?"

Gemini was in the door before he could say another word (a little rude yes, but he knew her name.) "M-mom? There's some guy outside, talks a bit like you when you lived in London, asking about you, knows my name… should I know him?" she said. No, no now her day was ruined.

"What?" Gemini's mother got up and walked to the door. As she opened it, her face dropped. "Remus? Remus Lupin?"

"Hullo, Elizabeth. Can I come in?" this man named Lupin asked.

"Of course." Elizabeth smiled big, but then it dropped. "Why are you here?"

"I need to talk to you. About Sirius."

"No. No, not about him."

Remus sat gingerly on a faded couch. "He's dead."

"What?"

"I need to tell you the whole story. Two years ago he escaped from Azkaban."

"I heard. Gemini, could you - "

"No, she needs to know. He didn't do it. It was Peter. Peter betrayed them."

"Will someone please tell me what's going on?"

"Yeah, I will."

Remus explained to them a very long and complicated story.

"I'm a wizard. Your mum was a witch, until she bound her powers. Your father was a wizard. You're a witch. Your father was my best friend. Until he was killed two weeks ago - "

"Uh, no, my father is getting drunk at the tavern right now."

"Not your real father, Gemini, let him explain."

"About a year after you were born our best friend, James Potter and his wife, were murdered by a very evil wizard. Only their son lived. Your father went to get revenge on the betrayer, another friend, Peter Pettigrew. Peter faked his own death, killing twelve muggles, or non-magic people. Your father was framed and convicted of the crime. He spent the next twelve years in Azkaban Prison. He escaped and spent the next two years hiding and trying to protect his godson, Harry Potter. He was murdered by his cousin just this month," Remus had to stop as he relived the moment. He inhaled a ragged breath. "You've inherited all his money, his house, his legacy. With Elizabeth's permission I'm going to return you to your life – as a witch in London." Remus smiled weakly. Elizabeth nodded slowly.

"Your crazy – both of you."