An: thankyou to everyone who's reviewed and favourite and alerted. And for Wolfgirl, you have an excellent point. I did know that, but for some reason I had a bit of a meltdown and wrote youknowwho. I hope it didn't detract from your enjoyment of the overall chapter. Also, I check on google translate and apparently, toujours Pur really is French. I always figured it was Latin. Anyways. Enjoy.
1995 - Summer
She wasn't meant to be in there, Sirius had suggested it wasn't a great idea. It was really odd to suddenly have him around, seeing him most days, after he'd disappeared from her life when she was eight. She remembered him in his early twenties, laughing, playing dress up with her, pretending to die when she glared at him. This man in his thirties was a stranger, and while she trying to get to know him, twelve years in Azkaban left some gaps too big to bridge. Of course, they were at least talking now, which is why she felt bad ignoring his suggestion that she didn't enter this room.
Toujours Pur. She knew what this meant, because he mom had taught her French. Always Pure. She couldn't imagine her mother growing up in a family who took it seriously. She couldn't imagine Sirius in a family like that either. She studied the faces of her long dead relatives, looking for features that she recognised.
She gently placed her hand on the burn mark that was situated between Bellatrix and Narcissa, wondering if her mother had been there when her image had been burned from the tree.
"Couldn't stay away?"
She jumped, whirling around to see Remus standing in the doorway. "You scared me."
"I noticed." He walked to stand by her side. "It's strange isn't it?"
She shook her head. "It makes me sad," she told him simply.
He nodded, pointing at the burn labelled Sirius. "He offered to do it himself."
"Really?"
Remus shrugged with a smile. "I don't know. That's what he said, but I'm not convinced. He always used to lie to make himself seem cooler."
Tonks laughed. "Yeah, that's the Sirius I remember." She paused and gestured at the name next to Sirius'. Regulus, followed by a birth and death date. "He came looking for Sirius, you know. After he ran away. Mom told me."
Remus nodded. "Doesn't surprise me, Regulus worshipped Sirius." He sighed. "I came up here to find you."
"Well, you found me," she grinned. "Let me guess, I broke something and Molly wants to yell at me."
He shook his head smiling. "No. We're going to get Harry."
