Disclaimer: I love Harry Potter but nothing is mine all belongs to J.K. Rowling

Warnings: AU, no HBP or DH,indirect mention of slash

Chapter Two

Harry was still dumbfounded. He was lying on his bed in his room and it was well past midnight. His thoughts were racing with the newly gained information. Amy was Regulus Black´s and Severus Snape´s daughter. A wizards' child.

Harry frowned reflecting over the same questions as he was reflecting an hour earlier. Why wasn't he aware of the possibility of two male having a child? He would have to look it up in the library or better ask Hermione to look it up as she was familiar with the library system which was still an enigma to him.

Regulus Black had been a death eater just like Snape was. One died while the other turned to the light. But when did Snape turn and why? At least Harry could finally be sure that Snape was on their site. Amy was the best prove and Regulus death probably the reason to turn from his fellow death eaters.

Still why weren't Snape and Amy on the Black family tree? Why didn't Sirius know about her? Who did even know about her? Why got his live only more complicated? Harry was frustrated of not being able to answer his questions and his curiosity didn't stop nagging him to find a satisfiable answer. He would have to talk to Amy tomorrow. He only hoped he wouldn't upset her by asking his questions. He would see the next day....

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Two teenagers could be seen sitting on the swings in the park. One boy and one girl talking amiably on this heated summer day. The people in the neighborhood had gotten justed to the sight throughout the summer.

In the beginning it had caused a lot of gossip as the innocent girl who had moved into the neighborhood had found a friend in the boy who supposedly went to St. Brutus's Secure Centre for Incurably Criminal Boys.

It had been a scandal and a few brave indignant neighbors got the nerves up to inform the girls parents of their girls association and were further scandalized when they were notified by said girl that she was living without parents supervision and they should care for their own business.

The teenagers never cared for the opinion of their neighbors, their stares or the lack of their stares. They only cared for each other and right now one of them was anxious as one of them feared to upset the other. The boy had been absent, evasive and fidgety the whole day and the girl was getting annoyed.

She couldn't pin down the reason for his strange behaviour and he wouldn't tell her what was wrong with him. Little by little the girls' patience was thinning and for one of her family she had already shown remarkably much patience, her dad would have blown up after a few minutes. And she had endured two hours of the boys strange behaviour.

"Enough is enough. Either you finally say what´s your problem or I'll go home and talk to my cat." She burst out when the raven haired boy took again a breath to talk but stoped and only breathed out loudly.

"I didn't say anything, Amy." The boy retorted indignantly at the girls' outburst. The girl snorted.

"And that´s the problem you..... you're frustrating. Just say what's bothering you."

"I can't ...well I'm not sure...Just forget it." He said looking sheepishly at his shoes.

"Oh, stop it Harry. Don't give me this. Stop being ridiculous and talk before I hex you out of frustration."

She growls standing up towering over him glaring at him in Snape fashion.

"Alright, I'll talk but don't look at me like that. It´s creepy. You´re looking like your dad giving me detention." Harry said laughing lightly.

Amy smirked. " I'm giving you detention at my house you will talk and I will make cool lemonade."

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In Amy´s house Harry was surprised to find everything in light tones of crème and no obscure glasses like in Snape´s office. He had never been at her house as they always met in the park to enjoy the weather and because they loved their private spot.

Now Harry would get his answer and his curiosity would finally leave him alone. Amy was getting glases out of the cupbord in the little yellow kitchen and set them on the table in front of the only two available chairs. She got out a basket full of lemons form under her counter, chose some and began to extract the juice from the lemons one by one after cutting them in half with a sharp looking knife.

Harry gulped he received the impression that he would spill everything just like the lemons to Amy and that he never had a choice at all concerning this topic.

Amy gave Harry a look saying 'talk before you really end like one of my lemons' and smirked when Harry gulped again motioning him to sit down.

"Well?" Amy asked cutting another lemon in two.

"Yeah...just promise me to not get upset okay?" Harry said nervously while Amy merely raised an eyebrow looking at him expectantly.

"I wondered... well before I met you I wasn't even sure and I´m just curious..." Harry babbled incoherently.

"Stop, Harry. I´ve no idea what you´re talking about. Can´t you just pose an understandable question?" she asked massaging her tempels in annoyance.

Harry took a deep breath and closed his eyes." I wondered when Snape... I mean your father no your dad. Well you know... switched to the light and why? Was it because of your father death? Or was there another reason? And why aren't you two on the Black family tree? Did Sirius know about you? Who does know about you?"

When Harry finished he was breathless and looked hesitantly up to Amy to see if she was sad, angry or if she wanted to hex him. But she seemed calm even if she were frowning at the lemons. She didn't seem upset more likely lost in thoughts.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked tentatively.

Amy straightened and looked at Harry smiling slightly. "Sure. You thought a lot about it, didn't you?"

"Er..." Amy waived him away and finished the lemonade by adding water, sugar and ice cubes into the big glas jar with the lemon juice serving some into the glasses. She sat down on the chair oposite of Harry and smiled at him.

"You´re impossible Harry." Harry tensed and waited for the onslaught. Amy rolled her eyes. "I already told you that I´m not going to bite your head of for asking me a question. If I´m not confortable answering you something I tell you that but you can ask me whatever you need to know." Amy mock scolded him.

Harry relaxed and smiled sheepishly at Amy sipping from the cool lemonade. He grimaced at the sour taste of the lemonade. "To sour?" Amy asked and Harry nodded. She passed him the sugar to sweeten the lemonade further.

Amy continued to drink happily lemonade while Harry added sugar. She smiled and said "You know that´s my godfather´s fault. He always gave me sour sweets. His favourite are lemon drops we´re both addicted to them much to dad´s dismay."

Harry looked up "Dumbledore is your godfather?" he asked. "Yes, Uncle Albus is my godfather. I had a godmother as well but she died years ago." She paused a moment contemplating."It was your mother, Harry. Lilly was my godmother."

Harry´s eyes bulged. He was speechless. He hadn't estimated that she would tell him something like that. After all in the pensive memory of Snape he had insulted Lilly. He had called her a 'mudblood'. Why would his mum become his daughter´s godmother?

"What?!" Harry sputtered angrily "How is that possible?" His tone was harsh and one could see the anger radiating from his green eyes. Amy winced. She knew Harry wouldn't cope well with this information. She supposed he was angry that he didn't know about it and because he was still oblivious to the friendship her dad and her godmother had due to his role in the war. Probably as well because generally nobody told him anything.

Amy put a hand on his shoulder and tried to apease him. "Calm down Harry. I will explain it to you if you let me but don't get angry with me. I didn't do anything to you." She stated reasonably and calmly.

Harry sighed and said scratching the back of his head "I´m sorry. But I saw Snape threating my mother badly in a pensive memory. I thought they hated each other. It just frustrating that everyone knows more about my parents and my life in general than I know. Everything I think I know for sure is overturned before I know what´s going on."

Amy laughs mirthlessly "I´m aware how hard it is if one is left in the dark. My only contact to the wizarding world was my squib aunt who died a few months ago, Uncle Albus who speaks at best in riddles and my dad who is most of the times paranoid of contact as someone could harm me if I was found. So I am even less informed than you. At least you live in the wizarding world most of the time. I´m home schooled at magic and have to go to the muggel school in addition."

Harry looked defeated. "We seem to sit in the same boot."He looked out the kitchen window. "Still, are you going to answer my question and explain why my mother was your godmother?"

Amy smiled at his curiosity. "Sure, but I will answer this question later. I have to start at the beginning of the story." Her eyes glazed over and got a far away look. She was recalling the most important events to tell her families history.

"As you know my dad entered Hogwarts the same year as your mother. But they already knew each other before. They grew up together in the same neighborhood and were like brother and sister. They were best friends until they were sorted. "

Amy paused to take a breath and continued in a subdued voice.

"Then their relationship changed. Your mother found new friends and my dad spent his time working or reading on potions and the dark arts. In their time the prejudices became stronger and stronger. For the three houses everyone in Slytherin was dark and hated. The two were still friends and spend the summer holidays together but everyone frowned upon their friendship. And then throughout my dad´s fifth year Lucius Malfoy began to recruit followers for the Dark Lord. Everyone already thought my dad was a follower of the Dark Lord. That was the reason for your father and his friends to bully him. It escalated in the event you mentioned when my dad insulted your mother. He tried to apologies to her but she didn't accept his apology."

"But then why did she become your godmother when she didn't forgive him?" Harry asked impatiently.

"I´m nearly at that point." Amy said giving him an exasperated look and resumed her story."My dad decided against going home and spent his summer with my father who had invited him. My father was infatuated with my dad since his third year but my dad mostly ignored him until then. They got together over summer and Malfoy took his oportunity. He convinced my father to join the Dark Lord. My father thought my dad would be pleased. He wasn't. But he hadn't a choice anymore and joined as well. They would have killed my father if he had refused."

"So you father joined first..." Harry mused.

"Yes. After my dads first meeting he saw in what he had gotten himself. My dad got sick and you mum found him sitting in an alcove that night. She demanded to know what happened and he told her. She persuaded him to ask Uncle Albus for help. He would have helped my dad but he couldn't ensure the safety off my father as well. He was under the care of my grandparents and they were supporters of the Dark Lord. Both my dad and Uncle Albus knew if my dad was to disappear it would have meant my fathers death. So Uncle Albus suggested to my dad to spy and he agreed. Your mum helped my dad after the meetings and they talked. He apologised and she forgave him. They were friends again but only in secret."

"Nobody else knew?"

"Only the three of them. Your mum acted indifferent to my dad in public and he insulted her to keep his cover. Everyone thought he was dark. Nobody knew of his true alliance and nobody would have believed it anyway."

"And your father was he dark?"

"Yes and No. He believed in what his family had told him. He was arrogant he thought that muggelborn are inferior. But he didn't know what the death eaters did. He wasn't for murder he wanted them educated separately. In reality he was a puppet to get my dad. His first meeting wasn't until after he graduated and then he became a spy like my dad. But he wasn't careful enough. We don't know why exactly but Voldemort killed him."

"Are you okay?" Harry looked worriedly into Amy´s eyes which showed some moisture. "Sure. It is history and as soon as the Dark Lord is dead it will be buried for good." She reassured him.

"I know." Harry stared at his lemonade and watched the rest of the ice cubes melt. It was getting late the sun was going under and the kitchen was engulfed in the red glow of the last sun rays of the day.

"What about the family tree? Why aren't you on the three if you grandparents thought you dad was loyal to their beliefs?" Harry asked breaking from his trance and looking up from the ice cubes.

"Because my father took my dad´s name when they married. The Black tapestry was charmed to show the Black pure-blood heirs. I´m neither a Black nor a pure-blood. Besides their marriage wasn't common knowledge and of my existence know apart from you only my dad and Uncle Albus in the wizarding world. Neither my grandparents nor Sirius were informed of my birth."

After Amy´s last statement a silence ensued. She stood up and fetched the ingredients needed for sandwiches while Harry got up as well to help her. They finished making and eating their dinner in silence.

"Harry, can I ask you a question of my own?" Harry nodded. "What happened to Sirius? How did he die?"

Harry looked intently at her and stated bitterly. "Sirius fell through the veil in the department of misteries. It was Lestranges fault. I wasn't able to help him."

Harry was hugged by Amy and they came to a silent agreement to take now some time to remember the lost ones. What Harry didn't see were the sparks in Amy´s eyes at the mention of the veil. He would have been surprised how much they resembled the headmasters twinkling eyes. Without a doubt Harry would find out soon enough the meaning of the sparks.

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If you have an opinion review are appreciated ;)

And thanks to panther73110 for his review^^. I´m not sure if the answer to the review worked so I may repeat myself. Like I said for me family isn't defined by blood but by the relationship between the people. So Harry will get a family but not related by blood.