The Fragmented Sin of Black

(Sequel to the forlorn sin of black)

Chapter 2 – Take me away

I couldn't understand what was happening Professor McGonagall was looking at me like I suddenly sprouted dragon pox and how could this man in front of me be Snape?

"I'm not joking around now, where's my brother and everyone else?" I asked as I put my wand into my robe pockets and rubbed some of the blood from my forehead.

"Orsina, what was the last thing you remember?" asked McGonagall.

"Being chased down here by Avery, Snape, Malfoy, Lestrange and the others why?" I asked.

"I-I think we need to have a little talk, Professor Snape, I'll take her from here," said McGonagall as she quickly ushered me out of the dungeons.

"Professor what's going on? Where are we going?" I asked as she grabbed me and marched me off to her office where she quickly pushed me inside and locked the door.

I sat down and tried to get rid of some of the blood on me as McGonagall paced back and forth mumbling to herself, this was very out of character for the usually cool and collective Professor we all knew her to be. Finally she stopped her pacing and turned to me.

"I'm sorry but I have some awful news for you, we're going to have to leave the school for a little while, I'll send word to Albus to let him know we're coming," said McGonagall as she scrawled a note down on some parchment and attached it to her owls leg.

"I'm confused; whys Dumbledore not here and why do we have to leave? What's going on? I know something's happened I can see it on your face," I stated looking at her.

"You were always very perceptive and observant Miss Black, we can explain everything once we get to the headquarters but not here, it's not safe for you here," said McGonagall.

An owl soon came back and as soon as the Professor read it she grabbed me and whisked me off, side long apparation was never my favoured method of travel but it was quick and soon I found myself stood somewhere I never thought I'd be. Home.

"No disrespect or anything Professor but I'm not going in there and you can't make me," I said very childishly as I stared at the old number 12 hanging from the Black door.

"Miss Black we do not have time for this, Dumbledore is waiting in side for us," she urged as she shoved me up the stairs to the door and knocked three times.

"Who's there?" called a gruff voice from behind the door.

"Who do you think it is, open up Albus is expecting me and this is of the upmost importance," snapped McGonagall in her thick Scottish accent.

The door to my old home, well more like my old prison, swung open and what met me was not what I expected, how could it have changed so much in a single year, it looked like no one had lived there for a good decade, "come along Miss Black quickly now," McGonagall urged as I was pulled inside and the door slammed behind me, I pulled my wand out in case the parents were around and stalked after the professor.

"What do you mean she's alive, where is she? I want to see her now," I heard a voice growl as we got deeper into the house.

"It's not as simple as just seeing her we need to explain a few things to the both of you first oth-"

The kitchen door flew open and a man stormed out and pushed past us, "Sirius wait," called a voice I recognised to belong to Albus Dumbledore himself. Sirius? Where was my brother?

"Oi Padfoot, Prongs, Moony where are you?" I yelled suddenly, if Dumbledore had said Sirius that only meant the guys were here.

The man who had pushed past me seemed to freeze and slowly turn round his eyes fixed on me and he paled. "No, no it-" stammered the man in front of me.

"Sirius please let us explain, go and sit in the kitchen please," urged Dumbledore as he emerged from the kitchen and glanced at McGonagall and then me.

"How did this happen?" breathed the man before I suddenly found myself engulfed in his arms.

I kicked him in the shin sharply and slammed my elbow into his stomach wrenching myself free from the strangers grip, "who the hell are you?" I growled as I stepped back from him my wand raised ready for anything.

The man's face fell, "Sin, please it's me, it's your brother."

Everything seemed to stop, this had to be some twisted joke or something, how could this 40 year old man be my twin brother, when I'd seen him yesterday he had been 16 just like me.

"Come on dear," said McGonagall quietly as she gently moved me from the hallway into the Kitchen.

"We have a lot to discuss, there is no easy way to put it all I'm afraid," she said as she sat down opposite me, a moment later the man from before and another man I didn't recognise entered along with Dumbledore, they all took a seat and I looked at them nervously my wand still clutched in my hand tightly, I didn't like the look of this, something was wrong, very, very wrong.

"Orsina, can you tell me what year is it?" asked Dumbledore as he and there others all looked to me. I glanced at them and sent Dumbledore a questionable look.

"Really you're asking me what year it is. I'm not concussed its 1972, why whats this got to do with anything?" I replied without hesitation.

"No, no it's not, how could this have happened?" asked one of the men.

"What do you mean no it's not, of course it is, how it could be any other year," I snapped back.

"Miss Black please, it's not 1972 anymore but in fact 2008," replied Dumbledore.

I looked at him blankly, this was a terrible joke and I wasn't finding it funny.

"No it's not its 1972," I hissed glaring at the man who had told me otherwise daring him to tell me I was wrong again.

"Why are you always so stubborn Sin?" sighed the dark haired man.

"I'm not stubborn I'm practical and who the hell are you to tell me any different?" I shot back glaring at him.

"Your brother that's who," he snapped back glaring at me.

I looked at him and then to Dumbledore who only nodded.

"You can't be my brother, you're like ancient, now where's James, Sirius and Remy I need to talk to them about something important," I said in defence.

Dumbledore sighed he knew this was going to be hard, "Sirius is the man you see before you Orsina and to his left is Remus Lupin, Orsina I don't know how to put this gently but you've been missing for the past 30 or so years. We all thought you dead Miss Black, what can you tell us of your last actions?" asked Dumbledore.

"No-NO! You're lying where's James? Where's Lilly? Lilly wouldn't lie to me, where is she?" I growled jumping from my seat knocking over my chair in the process and trying to flee from the room.

I didn't even make it to the door before the dark haired man had me in his arms.

"Please Sin you have to listen to us, were telling you the truth, this isn't another Marauder prank or trick, this is all real, please Sin it's me your brother and that is Mooney, we wouldn't lie to you, Please I know you and your stubborn streak but please you have to believe me, it's me Padfoot and Mooney," urged the man as he held me against his chest.

"I-I, how, I don't understand?" I whispered as the information started to sink in.

How was all of this possible? How could what they be saying be true? I stopped fighting and let go, I slumped forward and the man's grip tightened so I didn't hit the floor. .

"It's ok ssh it's ok," he cooed as he picked me up and carried me back to a chair.

"Orsina, I know you've already been through so much today but finding out how all this has come about is of the up moset importance, can you tell me what happened? What was the last thing you recall?" said Dumbledore calmly in his usual reassuring voice.

"Can- can you take my memory Dumbledore, I can't - I don't, I'd rather show them what happened then tell them," I whispered as I looked at him.

"Of course Miss Black, if that's what you want," said the elderly wizard.

Dumbledore extracted my memories and soon I found myself stood reliving my last battle, I saw the spells collide and the supernova of magic engulf me, the others saw the Slytherin's attack and heard about Peter, as they watched, their faces twisted to horror as I vanished from the dungeon in an explosion of darkness never to be seen again until now.

"I can't explain how it happened because I honestly do not know but that's what happened" I said quietly wincing a little as I felt the aches and cuts on my body.

"Now if you really are my brother and Remy, you will tell me where everyone else is and don't lie to me, I'm the one who knows you best remember," I warned, pulling myself back together, I was Orsina Black a strong Slytherin ass kicking witch, I fixed my stormy eyes onto my brother and ex-lover it would now seem, waiting for an answer.

"What we're about to tell you is not going to be easy. Nor is it going to be pleasant, we have some terrible news and a lot of history to fill you in on, we understand if you don't want to believe us, I'd rather not believe us either but it's the truth and all we ask is that you hear us out until the very end," cautioned Remy as his aged face looked at my frozen 16 year old one.

They told me everything, left nothing out, they told me about the deaths of Lilly and James, about their son and Voldermort, about how he was coming back, everything and by the end I couldn't bring myself to speak, I just couldn't find the words to express all my hate, my sorrow my regret. I sat at the kitchen table and let my head fall against its hard wooden surface.

"I'm so sorry," said McGonagall as she tried to comfort me.

MY entire world had been flipped upside down and Avada Kedavra into a million pieces, I had been left behind in time and now it had chosen to throw me back in at the deep end.

"I-I think I need to go," I mumbled as I slowly lifted my head and got up.

I went to leave but Older Reus blocked my way, a pained look on his face.

"Go where Sin? There's nothing left, no home, no friends you can't even go back to Hogwarts, not as you anyway," he said gently as he pulled me into a hug he'd been dying to give me since he knew I was back.

"I-I know I- well I just don't know what to do now, I'm still an underage witch even if I'm technically 40 odd, I look sixteen and I seem to have been frozen in time and space for the last decade or so, Remy what am I to do?" I whispered as I buried myself in his cloak.

"I don't know Sin but you've still got us, we may have aged but were still your family, I can't be your lover anymore but I can be your friend again and you still have a brother and now a Godson, Harry would have been your Godson," he assured me.

Somehow it still didn't seem to be enough.