UPDATE: I HAVE TAKEN THE SONG JUDAS OUT. I MIGHT LEAVE A VERSE OR TWO IN BUT THE WHOLE SONG JUST TOOK AWAY FROM THE WHOLE CHAPTER. AND I KNOW THAT I DON'T READ ANY SONGS OR THINGS LIKE THAT POSTED IN STORIES. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY I PUT THE SONG IN HERE LOL.

Uzume Tsuki: Okay here is the 2nd chapter! I'm not quite sure WHEN she is going to learn if it's Sirius or not. But there is slight time skip. It's been almost two months. So it is almost time for school. Everything that happened in the fourth book will be pushed back a year. Remus is still going to be the DADA teacher. Look at it as everything is pushed back a year and the last three books don't happen.

WARNING: This story will contain OOC moments. I know that the way any of these characters were written they would never do what I have them doing. Especially Harry and Sirius. This is a fanfic. As the author of said fanfic I can do whatever I feel like to these characters. Don't like what I am writing, don't read it. Don't bother even leaving a comment about how you hate it. Just click the little back arrow at the top left hand corner of your browser and find another story. It will make EVERONYES day soooo much better ^_^ If you see something that could be changed or fixed to make the story better (OTHER THAN DROPPING THE STORY LINE!) Please feel free to send me a PREIVATE MESSAGE. If you are offended by this story, I am sorry. Not really. Unless the original creators of the animes/mangas/books I am using write me to say take it down it will be here until I say otherwise.

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July 31, 1994
Surrey, England

She couldn't help it. She had started humming the theme to Mission Impossible as she snuck down the stairs. But she was trying to get to the cupboard so she could put her books back. It was July, the day of her birthday and she had the sudden urge to do her summer work. And not half-ass it either… no she was actually going to study and take time doing it. She wasn't going to wait until the train ride. So the first thing she did was go out and get spiral notebooks to take notes in. She wasn't going to actually write on any parchment until she was one hundred percent sure that she had everything that she wanted for the papers. And because she wasn't quite sure about her potions essay she sent it off to Remus. Normally she would send it to Hermione, but after hearing stories of her Mum from Orion she didn't want to depend on her friend as much. That and the other witch was in France with her parents. So she was waiting for Remus to send it his critique back.

For several nights since that day that her aunt had seen Orion, the older woman had been checking up on her nightly. And it was always at different times. Luckily she had decided not to sneak out to see Orion, no matter how much he pleaded and tempted her. She just had the feeling that she needed to stay in for a few days. Something was off… Aunt Petunia never checked on her. And after that first night she was confused. Her aunt had always spoken badly about her mum and dad. So why was her aunt so… upset and clingy recently? But that had only lasted for a week. So after that she had quickly taken to sneaking out. Oh if only she could do magic! It would make getting out of the house so much easier!

She quickly grabbed a set of clothes that she planned on wearing out tonight with him. They weren't locking her door anymore… if she skipped the creaky step she could go right out the front. Or she could even go out the sliding glass door and sneak around the back. That was actually how she had gotten in that night she had gone shopping.

She paused as she started back up the steps. Why was she bothering to get all dressed up to see him? Why did it even matter? Maybe because she wanted to show off those pretty, emerald green earrings he had left her? She couldn't help but want to giggle at the thought of seeing him. This feeling was up there with finding out that there was a reason behind all of her accidents. Finding out that she wasn't the only one. But it was more nervous like right before a Quidditch game.

Shaking her head she quickly went up the rest of the stairs and hid her clothes. Like every year, her "family" was going out of town on her birthday. This year however, she had managed to finish every chore that they had for her. She had plans that she did not intend on missing. She could hear Dudley stomping up and down the stairs trying to remind her that she would still be here. Like it mattered if he did that or not. She wasn't in the cupboard anymore. Dumbass.

This time they didn't bother to talk to her. They just left. Thank Merlin. As soon as she was sure that they weren't going to come back she took a shower. Afterwards she stood in front of a mirror dressed in a matching bra and panty set. Again the nervous flutter was back. She smiled slightly as she pulled her hair back into a high pony tail.

She pulled on a pair of pink skinny jeans that had rips in random places [1]. Her top was a cropped black muscle tank with the same pink color in a pretty design on the front [2]. And the pair of most girly shoes that she had [3]. They were a pair of black leather ankle boots with three in clunky heels and a zipper on the side. Most of her clothes were sporty. Something that a tomboy would wear. But like the green and black clothes, the sales girl had insisted that she needed something like this. She slipped some silver bangles on her wrists, and what the sales girl called a Pater Noster Rosary [4]. It was a beautiful hot pink and silver. She found it ironic that she was a witch wearing a rosary. But it was so pretty that she couldn't help but get it.

Picking up the small box on her desk she smiled. She was going to get her ears pierced. Maybe the lady would use these earrings.

Later that night she was sitting on the park bench trying not to mess with her ears. They still stung. She would have to avoid wearing her hair up for a while, but that was okay. Once it was all healed she could take them out and not have to worry about them being spotted. Not that she wanted to take them out. Ever. They were too pretty.

She hadn't told Orion that her family was gone for a few days. She still wasn't comfortable enough around him. There was something he wasn't telling her. He flat out refused to talk about Peter Pettigrew. And she learned not to ask about him. It was odd. You would think with the way that he tensed up at the name that the other man had done something unforgivable.

The man of her thoughts had ridden up on his motorcycle before she could get too lost in her thoughts. Why was she so nervous about seeing him?

August 5, 1994
Surrey, England

Oh was she regretting wearing her hair down all the time right now. It wasn't too hot outside, but it was hot enough to make her wish she could pull her hair back. She was however only a few days into the six weeks that she had to wear the earrings. But it was all worth it in the end to her.

She was working around in the garden trying to get the flowers looking like they were alive again. Aunt Petunia did not have a green thumb. And that brought her back to the gift that she had found sitting on her desk this morning. A crystal vase holding a dozen lilies. Half a dozen beautiful pure white Casablanca Lilies [5] and half a dozen burnt orange Tiger Lilies [6].

For obvious reasons (which she thought of as stupid) her Aunt Petunia never allowed lilies in the garden. But she had to say that they were definitely her favorite flower. Her room had never smelled better. She wondered if her mum liked lilies… or did she find them pretentious?

They must have been disillusioned because both her Aunt and Uncle had been in the room and not even looked twice at the vase. How did he get into her room without waking her? She wasn't a heavy sleeper. And from what she remembered of him apparating, it wasn't quiet.

She could feel her face heat up. She hadn't expected anything else after the earrings. It was after all her birthday. Why had he given her the lilies too?

August 15, 1994
Surrey, England

It was the middle of August and that meant school was coming soon. And for the first time Izzy found herself not looking forward to going to school. She was having too much fun. Orion took her shopping, he took her to the cinema, and out to eat. And he had even promised to take her to Paris one day.

Most nights he would take her to that same burger restaurant that he took her to the first night. Riding on his motorcycle was quickly becoming her favorite was to travel. It was even better than flying on her broom! There were a couple of times where she had to stay in because her aunt would get suspicious. She couldn't help that she woke up happy. So far she had avoided being caught. And even better there hadn't been a beating in over a year! Anytime her uncle looked and acted as if he would strike, he aunt would nervously stop him. It could have had to do with the piece of parchment that had been stuck to the inside of the front door that said:

I'm watching you.

Orion

She had never laughed harder in her life. Thankfully she had managed to convince them that she had nothing to do with it. She had profusely denied ever going near him after her aunt had told her not to. Later that night they had both had a good laugh at the paranoia of the Durlseys.

Right now she was waiting to be called back inside. Ever since the note they had started to slowly treat her better. Most of the time they just ignored her; but during the day when she had chores outside she was always called in before the hottest part of the day. She was also given plenty of food and water.

What would she do when she went back to school? Hogwarts was somewhere close to Dufftown, Scotland from what she had gathered. And that was almost six hundred miles away from Surrey [7]. She would just have to do her best to have the most fun that she could have before she had to leave. She smiled at the thought of the black leather moto jacket [8] that she had found across her chair this morning. It had a buckle-placket collar, shoulder epaulets and double-zip waist pockets. And it had an asymmetric-zip front. Now he could have his jacket back. Not that she wouldn't mind wearing his jacket. It always smelled so good.

And he had taken the helmet that she used and had it personalized for her. The bottom part and above the visor of the helmet looked like it was being unzipped and had different black, white and grey checkered squares. The top part of it was of course Gryffindor red and gold swirls [9]. She loved it! He was spoiling her. His claim was that he had thirteen years of gifts to give her. Not that she minded. She was slowly getting used to the idea.

Today was his birthday [10], so they were going out to celebrate. And since he was such a big child and loved pranks, she had gotten him a muggle pranking kit. He would love it.

Oh she wished Aunt Petunia would hurry up and call her in! She wanted to take a nap before it was time to go!

August 25, 1994
Surrey, England

Izzy was lounging on her bed looking up at the ceiling. For whatever reason, she had told Hermione about speaking to Orion again and she was certain that if the other girl could have she would have come over here and strangled her. She saw no reason for Hermione to freak out really. She didn't leave the house with him after that first time for a week, but they talked from her window almost every night. After that she would sneak out to meet him randomly and they would ride to a burger restaurant and talk.

But she hadn't contacted Dumbledore about him. What was the harm in being near him? He was telling her stories about her parents! On more than one morning she had woken up to gifts on her desk. The morning of her birthday she found a pair of emerald earrings that matched her eyes. A few days later she saw a crystal vase of Casablanca and Tiger lilies. After that he had given her a leather jacket and had taken the helmet that she used to be personalized. This morning was the most shocking of the gifts. It was a beautiful silver and mother of pearl lily hair clip that had From James to Lily inscribed on it.

Why was he giving her these things?

Not that she was complaining about them… it's just she still hadn't gotten used to people giving her things. And here comes this man giving her gifts... expensive gifts. She was under no illusions about how expensive these earrings were. And Casablanca and Tiger Lilies weren't flowers that you went out and bought with pocket change. But as soon as she had seen the earrings she had wanted to get her ears pierced. Green was steadily becoming one of her favorite colors. Next to blue. So she had managed to escape while her "family" was out, and had gotten her ears pierced. Thankfully the lady had agreed to use the emeralds. Orion had been more than pleased to see that.

Right now she had her hair pulled back in a pony tail and the lily hair-clip by her left ear. Hermione kept begging her to tell the Headmaster. She kept saying that something wasn't right about the situation, and that she shouldn't keep the gifts. But she had never in her life had anyone pay any attention to her like Orion was. She had sent a letter once again off to Hermione telling her about the clip. Why she kept telling her friend she had no idea… she told her the same thing each time. She stood up and shook her head. It was about time for her get up and get dressed. Remus had sent her a letter telling her he would come and get her to take her to get her things from Diagon Alley in a few hours.

She quickly pulled on a pair of black skinny jeans and a green bra, then black tank top. Over the regular black tank she pulled on a muscle tank with Union Jack on the front of it. Before she could do anything else she heard a tap on her window. Thinking Hedwig had come back she turned and opened the window. Only there wasn't an owl.

"Pssst! Green Eyes!" It was Orion! Running to the window she leaned out smiling. "I see you got my gift!"

"Where did you get it? Did Dad really give it to Mum?" She nodded.

"Of course he did! Valentine's Day their seventh year!" He grinned widely. "You should be going to get your supplies soon right?"

"Remus is taking me today!" Orion frowned when he heard that.

"When is he coming to get you?"

"In a few hours… closer to lunch. Why?" She played with the end of her pony tail. It was a nervous habit she had picked up when she was around him.

"I've finally gotten the place I'm staying safe enough for you. I want to see your Patronus Charm." Her heart thudded in her chest. Should she go with him? What if Remus got here and she wasn't here?

"Okay. Let me get my wand and trainers!" Quickly slipping a pair of flat boots on and grabbing her wand she sat on the window ledge like she did that first night. "You better catch me!"

"I will! Marauders Honor!" Her eyes widened and she lost her grip.

"EEP!" she reached for the ledge of the window but she was too far away already. Suddenly strong arms caught her.

"There ya go!" He set her down and she stared at him wide eyed.

"Did you just say… Marauders Honor?"

"Course I did!" He grinned. "I was a Marauder when I was in Hogwarts."

Oh Merlin. There were only two Marauders left… And this guy definitely wasn't Moony. "W-which one?" she whispered. She dreaded the answer. "Padfoot."

"Oh Merlin you're…you're Sirius Black." He nodded and grinned.

"That's how you knew Aunt Petunia… you…you…" and suddenly her fear melted away into anger and she stomped right up to him."It's all your fault!" Forgetting that she had her wand on her at the moment she started beating him with her fists. "It's your fault I'm here in this horrible hell! It's all your fault that Mum and Dad are dead!" Suddenly he picked her up and through her over his shoulder. "Put me down! PUT ME DOWN NOW!" She felt a pulling sensation in her navel and went quiet. Then the scenery changed to the park. Suddenly what she had done clicked in her head. Oh Merlin she was dead!

He finally stopped where the trees were the thickest, and dropped her on the ground. She sniffled and crab walked a few feet backwards.

"You done yet?" she glared at him with all she could.

Running a hand through his hair he sighed and crouched down in front of her. "Izzy…"

"Don't call me that! You lost the right to call me that when you did what you did!" She cried at him.

Closing his eyes he took a deep breath. "What do you know about magical vows?" When she didn't answer he arched and eyebrow. "Well?"

"If you break them or lie you lose your magic… or die… most of the time both…" she sniffled.

"And you remember the vow I made not too long ago?" When she just glared at him he smiled grimly and pulled out his wand. She slammed her eyed shut thinking he was about to end it.

"I Sirius Orion Black swear on my magic that I wasn't the Potters Secret Keeper. And that I didn't betray them to Voldemort. So mote it be." Her eyes flew open and she gasped.

"Lumos." His wand lit up the small area that they were in.

"But…" her lip trembled. Then who…"

"Peter Pettigrew." He snarled the name making her jump.

"But you…"

"No he got away in his animagus form. He's a rat. That should have told us right there what he was. He cut his own finger off and blew up the whole street alley, killing those muggles."

"But they said they caught you laughing."

"My family has always been round the twist Prongslet. So I just sort of… lost it when he got away. I was outsmarted by the weakest of us all." He looked down shamefully.

"What did you call me?"

"Prongslet. Your dad was -"

"Prongs I know." She smiled slightly. Oh she wished she could show him her Patronus.

"How did you know all that?" He tilted his head and she saw the truth in his statement about being round the twist. It was clearly there in his eyes.

"Remus." His face twisted into a frown. He clearly didn't like the idea of Remus telling her anything. Or maybe it was because that was one less thing he could give her.

He stood up and held out his hand to her. "Well come on. I want to see that Patronus Charm."

"I'll need to go back to the Dursley's. Sides Mione's letter prolly made it back."

"I'll take you back." Looking at his hand she contemplated it for a second before putting her smaller hand into his larger one.

"Hang on." He grinned and pulled her close. What was with him and holding her this close? That same pulling sensation came back and suddenly they were in her room.

+Sirius' POV+

Sirius frowned as he looked around at the small room. He watched curiously as Izzy got down on her knees and began feeling around on the floor. He tilted his head to the side and smirked at the view before shaking his head. NO! Bad thoughts! Bad Padfoot! Finally she moved a floorboard and pulled out her wand. Why is she hiding it? There were several other things if he wasn't mistaken. A book… and that must be James's invisibility cloak! Well it was hers now…

"Ready." Just then Hedwig came flying back in through her window with a rolled up parchment.

+Regular POV+

"Hedwig!" she skipped over to the bird and stroked her while unrolling the letter.

Izzy,

DON'T GO NEAR HIM! It's Sirius Black! I don't care how gorgeous he is! Stay away from him! I'm sending a letter to Dumbledore!

Hermione

"Whoops a bit too late for the warning Mione…" she giggled."Go on to the Burrow Hedwig." She would be headed there in a few days time.

"What's this then?" Her eyes widened as he snatched the note away.

"No! That's mine!" she scrambled onto the bed then jumped on his back. Laughing, he apparated again before she could do anything about it. Now they were standing in front of a bunch of townhouses.

A piece of paper was shoved under her nose. She read Sirius Black resides at Number Twelve Grimmauld Place. Suddenly new building started to materialize. "Come on green eyes." They walked into a dark foyer where he set her down. Seeing her chance she snatched her letter away from him and folded it neatly before stuffing it down her bra.

He just blinked before laughing at the look on her face. "Relax I didn't read it." He motioned for her to walk ahead of him. "I'm glad you think I'm gorgeous though green eyes." She stiffened.

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

He just laughed a deep barking laugh. "Course not."

"Do you want to see my Patronus or not?" Oh I'd like to see plenty of what you have…Sirius mused before slapping himself mentally. No! She's your goddaughter!

"Go ahead you can do magic in this house."

"I can?" her eyes lit up and she whipped her wand out. "Expecto Petronum!" A giant silver stag jumped out and trotted around.

"Prongs?" Sirius whispered mystified. The great stag snorted at him before trotting over to Isabella and nuzzling her and practically glaring at him before vanishing.

"Told ya so." She blew a raspberry at him.

"Keep that tongue in your mouth." He grinned taking a step towards her.

"Why?" each step he took forwards she took backwards until she hit a wall.

He leaned down nose to nose with her, smirking at her dangerously. "It should stay there unless you intend on using it cub." He replied huskily. She gulped and nodded.

"Okay then! Let's get you home!" grabbing her and pulling her close he apparated back to her room. He was too close. Oh Merlin was he too close! "Bye cub." He whispered in her ear making her shiver. And then he was gone. She flopped down on to her bed unceremoniously just as Dumbledore opened up her bedroom door, Remus was beside him.

"Izzy! Are you alright?" Remus rushed to her hugging her. Holding her at arm's length he looked at her. "He was just here wasn't he?" She nodded. "What did he do?"

"He…he told me…he said he didn't do it Remus…"

"What else?" He wasn't so sure he liked what he smelled on her. Suddenly he noticed the clip in her hair. "Where did you get this?" He reached up for it.

"That's mine!" She jumped away holding it in her hands.

"Where did you get it Izzy?" He was getting agitated.

"He… he gave it to me this morning…"

"And those earrings; you didn't have you ears pierced last time I saw you."

She looked down and bit her lip. "I found them on my desk the morning of my birthday…"

Remus looked thunderous. "What else has he given you Izzy? What lies has he been telling you?"

"They aren't lies! He told me about Mum and Dad! And about you! He told me everything you did in school!" She yelled through the tears that had started to fall.

"Izzy he's a-"

"He… he did a magical vow…"

"Are you sure my dear girl?" she nodded again. "What did he say?"

She frowned. "I Sirius Orion Black swear on my magic that I wasn't the Potters Secret Keeper. And that I didn't betray them to Voldemort. And he finished it off with so mote it be and did a lumos…" Remus sat down on the bed stunned.

"He did another magical vow the first time we talked… he vowed he wouldn't hurt me… and thought it didn't count because of who he is he vowed not to take me to Sirius Black…" she scuffed her shoes on the ground.

"How many nights a week do you see him?" when she didn't answer he asked again. "How many nights a week do you see him Izzy? And how long have you been seeing him?"

"Every night… he comes by every night… mostly we talk from my window… cause I can't always get out…" she whispered and motioned to her door."And since… since about a week after summer started…" a pained whine built up in Remus' chest.

"Has he taken you anywhere?" when she nodded he sighed. "Where?"

"T-to the park… and out to eat…"

"Anywhere else?" she bit her lip. "Izzy?"

"Yes…"

"Where?"

"I… I can't tell you." She started to fidget.

"Where did he take you Izzy? Please tell me." Remus put his hands on her shoulders.

"I can't tell you! I want to but I can't!" She sniffled and scrubbed her eyes.

"The Fidelus Charm…" the Headmaster sighed.

"It would seem so Albus… why did he take you there Izzy?"

"I told him about you teaching me the Patronus Charm… he wanted to see it…" her lip trembled and he pulled her into a hug.

"And he didn't hurt you?" she shook her head. "Did he do anything?" she paused and thought about the random lingering touches, and him pulling her close. And about his wicked smiles and the way his eyes would flash.

"No." Remus frowned by didn't push it.

"Well it would seem we have had quite a day." The headmaster's eyes were once again twinkling.

"Is there anything you can do for him Professor?" she turned her wide green eyes to him. "He said that Peter escaped by turning into his animagus form. That he cut off his finger and blew up the street." She jumped when she heard Remus growl behind her. She had no idea if he was angry at Sirius or Peter.

"I'm afraid that unless I have solid proof nothing can be done my dear." The older man shook his head.

"But… you're the Supreme Mugwump…and Chief Warlock… and he gave a vow…"

"I'm afraid that the Wizengamot would view that as hearsay…" she hung her head and clung to Remus."Now why don't you gather your things and we can get your school supplies then get you to the Burrow."

"Okay…" letting go of Remus she picked up the jacket that Sirius had gotten her and pulled it on. Pausing she looked at the helmet before she picked it up then stashed it under her bed. As she stood up she pulled out her broom, the invisibility cloak, and her photo album. "My trunk is in the cupboard under the stairs…"

Remus frowned harder. "Have you done any of your summer work?"

"Yes. I picked the lock and snuck it out then put it back when I was done… I've been moving my new clothes over slowly and getting rid of my old ones…"

"Very well then let us depart." As they walked down the stairs they were met by her Aunt and Uncle.

"Girl where did you get those clothes? We never gave you those things!" Uncle Vernon didn't look happy.

"A friend gave them to me." She wasn't about to tell him about her money. She'd never see any of it.

Her Aunt Petunia looked at her weirdly. "I thought I told you to stay away from him!"

"Who said it was him? I have other friends you know! And it doesn't matter anyways! He's innocent!" She yelled back. Before anything else could take place Remus had gotten her trunk from the cupboard. He did not look happy as he came back.

"Izzy was that the cupboard?" she had made mention of the cupboard to him during their visits third year.

She nodded but didn't say anything. "She is not coming back here Albus. I don't care what we have to do but she is NOT coming back to this place! I'll track down Sirius myself if I have to but she is not coming back here!"

"Now Remus-" Her Uncle interrupted whatever the headmaster was about to say.

"Good! We never wanted the freak anyways!" The twinkle in the headmaster's eyes had vanished and Remus' eyes had flashed.

"We will see what can be done when the year is over with." The headmaster spoke stiffly.

When they made it outside she felt like someone was watching her. Looking to her left she saw him standing partially hidden. He didn't look happy.

'Bye.' She waved at him sadly. She hadn't told him she was leaving. But she hadn't expected to leave for another few days. From the look on his face she was sure if she had been up close he would have been crying. She bit her lip as she felt her eyes tear up.

As the apparated away a pained howl could be heard echoing down Private Drive.

August 25, 1994
Ottery St. Catchpole, Devonshire

Later that night Izzy lay in her bed at The Burrow. She could hear the adults talking downstairs about what had happened. Mrs. Weasley had offered to let her stay here, but the Headmaster and Remus seemed to think that was a bad idea. She had loudly proclaimed that she didn't believe that Sirius was innocent and that he must have confunded her. Everyone but Remus seemed to think she was suffering from some type of Stockholm Syndrome. Remus had tightly replied that he had believed what she had told him. Why would Sirius go to all the trouble to give her things and tell her about her parents if he was going to kill her? Again it was suggested that she suffered from Stockholm Syndrome. She had been subjected to his presence for almost three months. He had gained her trust by giving her something that she wanted more than anything else. After that why wouldn't she believe him when he said that he was innocent?

Hermione, who had been the one to suggest this theory, had gone off on her about not listening and possibly getting herself killed. It didn't matter that in the end Sirius most likely wasn't out to kill her. That was beside the point. She had trusted someone who she didn't know and had a link to someone who was supposedly trying to kill her. She had gone off with a man who could have hurt her or worse. She had put herself in more than one situation where he could have raped her. Hermione had quickly snatched the lily hairclip out of her hair and was about to smash it on the ground when Remus caught her wrist and calmly placed it back where it belonged. In clipped tones he told the young witch that she was to never touch that clip again.

+flashback+

"Did he give that to you Isabella?" Hermione seemed almost breathless. She had been yelling at her for the past fifteen minutes.

"Yes. He said it was my Mum's. Dad gave it to her on Valentine's Day." She smiled fondly as she touched it lightly.

"And you're still wearing it?!" she looked as outraged as Mrs. Weasley did.

"Why wouldn't I? It was my Mum's." She was confused as to why she shouldn't wear something that was her Mum's.

"Because he gave it to you!"

"So? You heard what we told everyone else. He's innocent. He told me himself. And he made a magical vow." Hermione looked incensed. Suddenly she leapt up and snatched the clip up and was about to smash it on the ground.

"NO!" Quickly Remus grabbed her wrist and deftly took the clip and placed it back.

"You are to never again touch the clip Miss Granger." Moony had been agitated all day and was near to the surface. It didn't help that the full moon was two days away. "If I find that you have touched anything that Sirius has given her we will have words Miss Granger. Do you understand?" All Hermione could do was nod.

+end flashback+

She didn't like the way they were talking about Sirius. He would never do that. Lingering touches and pulling her too close aside… he would never do that. And she wasn't suffering from Stockholm Syndrome. She frowned as the feeling of being watched washed over her. She knew it wasn't Hermione who was still going on her tirade. Standing up she walked towards the window and looked out.

"Even if she stayed here Molly he would still be able to find her. No one in the Wizarding World but Albus, Minerva, and Hagrid knew where she was for eleven years. And he managed to find her. I doubt moving her here would keep him from finding her… he would find her…" she heard Remus sigh. "And she would be happy about it…"

She smiled as she saw a big black dog standing under a tree nearby. Yes and she would go to him if he called.

I'm Just a Holy Fool, oh baby, it's so cruel
But I'm still in love with Judas, baby

Uzume Tsuki: Oh yes. Sirius is obsessed! He's a creeper! A stalker! And Izzy is in denial! I believe I have set the tone for how this relationship is going to be! We have a stalker and a girl with slight Stockholm syndrome. That's how I view Izzy's feelings at the moment. She's not seeing the harm that could have happened to her simply because he said he didn't do it and made those vows, even though she isn't comfortable with his touches or proximity sometimes. And yes she will be at odds with Hermione about her relationship with Sirius throughout the year.

The links for the outfit, he jacket, the helmet, and the flowers can be found in my profile if you want to see them.

[1] The shirt is actually pink with a black design, but since I liked the pink pants I didn't want to have pink pants and a pink shirt.

[2] I fell in love with these!

[3] These shoes are actually brown, but I am against wearing brown and black together LOL

[4] I'm not sure if this one is called a Pater Noster rosary. But the original Pater Noster Rosary that I used was from ebay and it was sold. So the link didn't work.

[5 & 6] Lilies are my favorite flowers. My mother rubbed off on me… I am against receiving roses. Roses are okay to grow… but they are over used. And there is nothing romantic about getting roses.

[7] It was stated that Hogwarts was somewhere near Dufftown, Scotland. And that is 584.7 miles away from Surrey, England.

[8] You have no idea how many sites I went to so I could find the perfect jacket! Each site I went to had the leather jackets had the horrible stretchy rib-knit trim. YUCK!

[9] Not Gryffindor red and gold but I didn't want it to be pink and I decided that I didn't want to do green and grey.

[10] I couldn't find anywhere that said the actual month and day of his birthday. They all just said Autumn of 1959. So since fall begins in September I decided to use August as his birth month. If anyone knows his actual birthday please tell me and I will correct this!