Disclaimer: Everything belongs to JK Rowling, the woman who shaped my childhood!

Hey. So I finally read my reviews and I feel so bad! I had people following this series since first year and I just...stopped, like that! I had major family problems going on but it was not right of me to do that and I am very sorry for those who are frustrated with me. Anyway, a big revelation happens in this chapter that I am very proud of. It will very much effect Emily's story line. Okay, enjoy!

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Chapter Four

I rested my head against George and he grinned as he ate. I already knew how our relationship was going to be. A very cuddly one. With George, it felt like I could never get harmed. It sounded so sappy but he was warm and I liked the warmth. I sighed as I rested against him and Hermione looked at me with a raised eyebrow from where she was sitting next to Ginny. I blushed and George, who apparently saw the interaction, chuckled.

I heard the whole cuddle thing. You got to remember, I can hear your thoughts.

Are you going to tease me now?

No. I agree with you. He grinned at me and I blushed a darker red before turning to finish my food.

Harry seemed to be trying hard to have a civil conversation with Hermione. It seemed to be working though Ron didn't seem happy. Hermione was talking to him about what happened last year with the chamber and I couldn't help but smile at his sincerely interested look.

Later that night, as I was about to head into my room, George pulled me into his arms and before I could get over my surprise he was kissing me. I tangled my fingers in his red hair as his arms locked behind my back. It felt like every kiss was the first and I couldn't get enough. I pulled myself even closer and eventually we pulled away from each other. I was a little dazed and he grinned.

I'll see you tomorrow. He kissed my cheek and left.

The next day, we made it late to Kings Cross, just like last year. I was surprised when Mr. Weasley asked that Harry and I go at the same time. He looked very nervous which worried me but I let it past. When Harry got past the barrier, I fingered the letter in my pocket. When I had gone to my vault, I found another letter on the same stool but I had yet to open it. I found a carriage with Hermione, Harry, and Ron and we stored our trunks there before hopping off to say goodbye. Mr. Weasley asked to talk to Harry privately and he looked unsurprised. But I had to grab his hand and help him up when the train started moving.

"I need to tell you guys something." Harry said and we looked for a compartment, but the only one full had a single occupant. A man dressed in shabby robes and fast asleep.

"Who d'you reckon he is?" Ron asked. We sat farthest away from the window, Hermione and I across from Harry and Ron.

"Professor R. J. Lupin." Hermione said and I noticed her glancing up at his case.

"How d'you know that?"

"It's on his case." I pointed and Hermione nodded. "What were you going to tell us, Harry?"

I was shocked when Harry explained that Sirius Black was after him. He looked at me and said that he also heard that he was after me too. I paled but like Harry, wasn't very worried. Hogwarts had wards surrounding it so of course he wouldn't be able to get in. Ron pointed out that no one knew how he escaped Azkaban so he might be able to get past wards. I shrugged and took out my letter. It was from my mum and as I read my eyes widened. I put a hand over my mouth, glanced at Professor Lupin, and felt the tears building but held them down.

"Emily, are you okay?" Hermione sounded worried and I noticed them all looking at me.

"No." I whispered.

"Why? Is it because of the letter?" Harry asked and since mum didn't write I couldn't say, I took a deep breath and read.

Dear Flower,

Like your letter when you were eleven, I made sure you would get this when you turned thirteen. Your father and I feel that you will be able to understand it better at that age. It is about your godfather. If I am guessing right, you would not know about him until now and I am deeply sorry for that.

You see, every witch and wizard has a godparent, it is some tradition that your father greatly wanted to follow so I agreed. Your godfather chosen was one of your father's best friends and he is a very kind and understanding man. I wish you could know him but some laws were put in place and he, if you live with Petunia like I'm guessing, would not be able to see you. I know you're wondering his name but I guess I was stalling.

His name is Remus John Lupin, or just Remus Lupin but I find his middle name funny given his first. Anyway, maybe one day you will meet him and when you do, don't get angry, he cared about you very much and would have been there if he could.

I love you very much Flower, I can't say that enough.

Love you with all my heart,

Mum

P.S. It's your dad again. If you want to freak him out, call him Moony. He knows what it means.

The other three looked at Professor Lupin who was still asleep. Hermione put her arm around me which I was grateful for as I was pretty close to a complete breakdown. I suddenly heard George's worried voice.

Emily, are you okay?

No.

What's wrong?

I just found out I have a godfather and I'm sitting in the same compartment as him. He's our new Defense teacher I think as that's the only subject left.

Are you going to tell him right now? George sounded shocked and worried.

I can't. He's asleep.

Do you want me to come to where you are?

"No, it'll raise suspicion on how you know what's wrong. I'll see you at Hogwarts, okay?

Alright. Just tell me if you need me over there.

Thank you.

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I kept trying not to glance at Professor Lupin as the train traveled through the country fields but I couldn't help it. What laws had been set in place that prevented him from visiting, maybe letting Harry and I escape the hell that was the Dursley house? He looked really thin and his robes spoke of barely any money. Was he okay? Why was I so worried? I didn't even know him. I smiled as Harry handed me a Cauldron Cake and nibbled on it as I looked at my godfather. It sounded weird to me actually, to even think the word.

Malfoy appeared but when he realized a teacher was here, he left. The rain thickened the farther we traveled north until it was just a black sheet outside. The train started to slow and I frowned like Hermione. We had at least another hour until we were supposed to arrive. I watched as Harry looked out the door when the train suddenly came to a violent stop and he fell back into his seat.

"What's going on?" Ron asked.

"Maybe we've broken down." My twin responded just as the lights flickered off.

George, do you know whats going on?

No idea. Are you okay?

Yeah, fine. I can handle the dark.

Okay.

"There's something moving out there." Ron's voice was strained as he looked out the window. "I think someone's coming aboard."

The train jolted again, like something had pushed it. I looked in Hermione's direction but it was so dark I could only see her outline. I then subconsciously looked over at Professor Lupin who was still asleep. That's when I noticed the window freezing over along with the water bottle next to Professor Lupin. Our breaths were coming out in white buffs and it was growing really cold. I was the first to notice it.

"Guys." I whispered and they looked towards the door, at the creature there. It was in flowing black robes. A scabbed hand moved by the handle and the door slowly slid open. It looked around, at least I thought it did, its face was completely covered by its hood. Did it even have a face? It suddenly looked at me as I was close to the door. It took in a long, rattling breath.

The cold was surrounding me, dragging me down. I couldn't move and I could barely breathe. As I sunk into the darkness, I heard a scream. A scream for mercy.

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