Sophia was very distant the entire way through the meeting, until she heard her name.
"I'd like to introduce you to the newest member of the Order," Dumbledore announced. "Sophia-"
"Lupin. Sophia Lupin. I was a member of the original Order, if some of you remember," she whispered.
Sirius placed his hand on top of hers. "She came all the way from Paris and will be living here."
"She'll be a useful asset," Dumbledore explained.
"And why's that?" Moody growled.
Sophia smiled sickly sweet at him. "Don't you remember? I'm good at getting what I want. I know how to play the game, but more importantly, I know how to win."
Sirius looked up and smiled, but before Sophia could see what he was smiling at, Molly stepped in front of the door, then closed it.
"He's here," he whispered to her.
Sophia bit her lip and nodded slightly. When the meeting was dismissed some people shuffled out to brave the night while others stayed for the meal Molly had prepared. There was some noise from the hall and Sirius looked at Sophia.
"Will you be alright?" he asked, smoothing her hair.
Sophia nodded.
"Harry," Sirius greeted, and the two hugged.
Sophia watched with saddened eyes, Remus stood against the door frame watching her.
"Harry, I'd like you to meet a friend of ours, Sophia," Sirius gestured to the woman. For some reason, she looked familiar to Harry, like someone from a dream.
"Have I met you before?" he asked.
Sophia glanced down. "Perhaps."
"Alright, sit down and eat!" Molly called.
Sirius was nearly impaled by a fork, nearly scalded by hot soup, but the meal passed with minimal injuries. The topic of the Ministry and how they were going against not only Dumbledore, but Harry as well.
"It's rather pathetic, going after a boy of fifteen, and attacking him like that," Sophia sighed.
"You-you believe him, then?" Hermione asked in a hushed voice.
"I don't believe there's a single person in the Order that doesn't believe Harry."
After dinner Sirius called Harry into a room, to speak with him. Sitting on a small chair was Sophia, holding a book on her lap.
"Harry," she whispered.
"Sirius?" he looked to his godfather expectantly.
"Sit, Harry," spoke Remus who had just entered the room.
"You asked if we had met before," Sophia started. "We have. I'm afraid you were far too young to remember though." She handed him the book. "Open it."
Harry opened the cover, and looked at the first photograph, which was a picture of a group of people taken at a party. Amongst them he recognized his parents, and what appeared to be younger versions of the people in the room.
"You-you knew my parents?" Harry asked.
"Not only did I know them, but they were my closest and dearest friends. Keep looking."
There were pictures of Hogwarts, of Lily and James, the Marauders. Harry noticed that none of the pictures were moving. "Were these taken with a Muggle camera?"
Sophia nodded. "A gift from Remus."
Harry flipped the page, a picture of Remus and Sophia sitting under a tree, Remus reading a book, Sophia's head resting on his chest. Next came pictures of his parents' wedding. Then, Remus and Sophia's wedding.
"You two-are married?" Harry knitted his eyebrows together in confusion.
Sophia bit her lip. Remus looked away. "You still have those pictures?" he asked, voice raw.
"Nothing can destroy those pictures."
"But, who's this woman with Sirius in all these pictures?"
This time, it was Sirius who looked away. Sophia looked up at him, asking with her eyes for permission to tell him.
"That's Bethan. A friend of your mother and a friend of mine. She was, Sirius' girlfriend."
"She died." Sirius whispered. "A long time ago."
"She was in the original Order as well."
When the book came to a close Harry gave it back to Sophia. She traced the little flower pattern on the cover. "Thank you," he whispered and got up.
"It's not over, Harry," Sophia called. "The story isn't over."
Harry looked at her.
"Sirius is your godfather, you know. But, haven't you ever wondered if you have a godmother?" she challenged him.
"What do you mean?"
"This is Sophia's twisted way-"
"Shut up, Remus. Harry, right after you were born, Lily and James pulled Sirius and I aside, and asked us to be your godparents. Meaning, I was, and am very much still, your godmother."
