I've had this cahpter typed for about 3 weeks, but I didn't correct it so that's why it took me so long to post. 5 or more reveiws please.


"You're serious?" Sirius stared at Lupin like he said he was an alien. Actually, Harry wouldn't be that suprised if he saw an alien. After everything Harry had seen, an alien wouldn't be that hard to believe.


"It's her."


"Holy-"


"Sirius!"


"Sorry. It's just we thoguht they were dead." Sirius ran a hand through his hair, "It's a miracle. We were so sure that if Lita had survived the explosion, the ocean would have killed her."


"If we hadn't found Allison's body I would have hope of her coming back to me." Lupin whispered softly.


"Well?" Sirius asked


"Well what?"


"When's the family reunion?"


"You think I should tell her?"


"The sooner the better," a new vioce floated into the dark Gryffindor Common Room. All three males jumped to the addition of the female voice. The three turned to Amara. She smiled and waved.


"Amara! How did you get in here?" Harry asked shocked.


"Wasn't easy. That lady out there wouldn't let me in without the password."


"Well then how did you get in here Miss Ten'ou?" Professor Lupin asked.


"Amara. The name's Amara and I tricked her. She asked for the password and I told her that if I told her the password she wouldn't know it. She said she did know the password. I told her to prove it. Turns out she did know the password."


"How long have you been there?"


"Lita's Lupin's daughter."


"You're not going to tell her are you?" Lupin asked nervously.


"No. Not yet. She would rather hear it from you than me, but if you don't tell her, I will. As long as I can remember whenever we celebrated Lita's birthday: she's always asked for one thing. Family. Looks like her wish has finally come through. Don't deny her the one thing that she has always wanted. Goodnight fellas." Amara turned to leave.


"Miss?" Sirius voiced. Amara glanced at him, "How did you know we were in here?"


Amara smirked, "I was looking for the kitchen and ended up seeing a dog jumping into this room I figured there had to be something interesting behind the painting. Glad I followed you, Sirius. Night guys." Amara left. A silence enveloped the room


"You should go to bed, Harry." Harry nodded tiredly. He queitly went up to his room careful not to awake anyone. He sighed and stared at the ceiling. Today had been an...interesting day.



"Do you know what this assembly is about?" Hermione asked Harry and Ron. They each denied knowing anything of the unschedule meeting in the dinning hall. Dumbledore held a hand for silence. The excited buzz of the dining hall immediately stopped.


"Professor Binns has informed that he would like to take the Fifth Year and Fourth Year students on a feild trip to the Ministry of Magic since both years are studying affairs of the Ministry. Pack your stuff tonight, tomorrow, which is Saturday, you will head to Hogsmeade. From there you will go to Ministry of Magic. You are dissmissed."


Michelle, Amara, and Lita hurried over the Gryffindor table. Harry smiled at Lita. She returned the gesture. Harry felt light-headed.


"This trip is going to be very delightful, educational, and-"


"Boring." Amara added with a frown on her face. Michelle made a shocked sound.


"How could you think this trip will be boring?" Hermione asked wiht her hands on her hip, "We will learn alot-"


"If we wanted to learn about the Ministry, we'd look it up in a book." Lita cut in.


"Well, I'll probably buy something to spice up the trip," Amara muttered micheivously.


"There's a great joke shop in Hogsmeade," George volunteered coming to stand next to Amara, "I don't believe we've been formally introduced" George stuck out his hand proudly, "I'm George Weasly, Ron's brother, and that's Fred," George introduced.


"Can we get your autograph?" Fred asked Amara, "You know before you get rich and famous. When you do, we can sell it and open our own Joke shop with it."


"Of course," Amara took the autograph book away from Fred, "who shall I make it out to?" Harry watched in quiet astonishment.


"'To the twins. Quidditch buddies for life.'" Amara wrote the autograph and signed it with a florish.


"'To the twins. Qudditch buddies for life. P.S. Sorry I kicked your buts so badly. Love, Windrider.'" George read out loud. Amara smiled and walked away. Lita and Michelle bursted into giggles.Fred and George looked at each other and rolled their eyes.


"It seems we're the underdogs this year," Fred muttered. He and George left.


"I believe you should try to get as much packing is before dinner as possible. Professor Binns is going to call a meeting after dinner," Professor Lupin interupted the group. Harry noticed that they were the last ones in the hall.


"Thanks, Professor Lupin." Lita smiled and left along with Michelle. Lupin smiled after her and left too.


"Professor Lupin seems to have some favoritism towards Lita," Hermione observed. That's because that's his daughter Harry thought, but he said,


"That's because she's new, she hasn't even been here a week, and probably my relationship with her also."


"You do have to admit we do get special treatment because of Harry," Ron agreed. His eyebrows shot up just realizing what Harry said, "Relationship?"


"Well I don't know what else to call it."


"You guys are awfully comfy to not be going out, officially." Harry just shrugged. He wasn't about to ruin the best thing in his life. The three of them headed up to the dorms to pack.


Harry's thoughts wondered to the three new girls. His thoughts first rested on Amara. He liked her alot, as a friend. She was probably the coolest girl he had ever met. She was an awesome Quiddicth player, funny, entertaining, fearless, and there was this mysterious aura around her. She was as good as any guy at anything. She was like one of the guys.


His thoughts then drifted to Michelle. She reminded him a good deal of Hermione. Proper, smart, study-oriented, slightly pompus. The only difference was Michelle was an active Quiddicth watcher. They had had a converstion about the Quiddicth teams of the world and which ones were the best. She also was like a computer: she could tell him all the stats of the players. Another difference between her and Hermione was Michelle was very vain, but she had reasons to be.


His thoughts finally rested on the object of his affections; Lita. She was perfect. Beautiful, smart, funny, athletic, and mysterious. He definately hoped his relationship with her lasted for a long time.



"So how do you like Hogwarts so for?" Harry asked hoping that they loved it and would stay.


"I, personally, like it," Michelle answered, "It offers more courses than Drumstrang, but I'm more advanced in some of the courses than the Fifth years."


"Which ones?"


"Well obviously, the Dark Arts, even though I'm not nearly as good as Lita or Amara, History of Magic, Potions, and Herbology."


"She's good at the book work, me and Amara are are better at the 'do it' things. I'm good at Dark Arts," Amara and Michelle snorted, "Okay I'm more than good at Dark Arts, Transfiguration, even though not as good as Amara-"


"That's because I'm older."


"Anyway, and Charms."


"I'm good at Transfigurations," Lita snorted playfully. Amara rolled her eyes, "Dark Arts and Divination."


"That doesn't count as a subject," Professor McGonagall stated. Professor Snape, who sneered at them from behind Professor McGonagall, and Dumbledore stood at their table the Leaky Cauldron.


"I just wanted to introduce you three to the teachers you have yet to meet since this was a three day week. I would like it to be arranged extra sessions with the respective student of your subject. The lady to my left is Professor McGongall. Amara, since it's my understanding that you're exceptionally gifted in Transfiguration, you will be having extra sessions with her. Michelle, this is-"


"The honorable Professot Servus Snape. He needs no introduction." Michelle announced, "I mean anyone one who espects to be half decent at Potions knows him. The Master of Potions." Harry had to cover his mouth to keep from gagging. Ron looked like he was about to die. Lita rolled her eyes. Snape smiled slightly at Michelle.


"It's good to finally see someone that appreciates a good potion. It will be a pleasure have you in the house of Slytherin, And you to, Miss Ten'ou." Amara ignored him,


"What do you mean Divination isn't a real subject? You offer it don't you?" Amara asked referring to Professor McGongall's previous comment. At that moment Harry wished Amara wasn't so brave or foolish.


"I don't consider a course that all you have to do is moan and predict your death 300 ways a subject of learning." Harry had to agree with Professot McGongall. The only times he had gotten an A in Dinvination was when Ron and him had predicted pain and suffering for themselves.


"It's obvious that you haven't met a real divinationlist. Bad things to stand out more than the good in the future. The past the opposite is true." Amara stated as if she was talking to a two-year-old. Harry shook his head; Amara was going to get into alot of trouble this year.


"Fine!" Huffed Professor McGongall, "Prove it."


"What do you want me to do: predict something or tell something from someone's past?"


"I personally don't want to hear something about someone dying so let's pick someone's past," Sirius, who'd just joined the group along with Lupin, voiced.


"Sorry we're late. Someone watned to come too." Lupin glared at Sirius who blinked innocently.


"Alright, who's past."


"Minerva's. She's the one that issured the challenge." Snape voiced. Harry could that Snape didn't want his past all out in the open. Professor McGongall crossed her arms under her breast and stared at Amara chanllegingly. Harry was quite interest in what was going to happen.


Amara stared Profesor McGongall down for a moment, then lowered her eyes to her glass of water. A small smile graced her lips. Not picking her eyes up she spoke,


"Did you love?" We all stared at her shocked. Amara was crazy. Professor McGngall in love?


"You're fishing," Professor McGongall eyes marrowed.


"You like fish don't you?" Amara asked mockingly, "Mermen, fishes, same thing right?" Professor McGongall's eyes widened. She paled slightly, "What was his name? Regan? Did you love him?" Professor McGongall shook her head in shock. Harry stared at Amara amazed. There was something about her that was...unhuman. Then again he was a warlock, so he shouldn't be talking.


"Maybe I should make her the Divination teacher," Dumbledore mused. Snape just stared at her warily. Lupin and Sirius had there mouth agape. So , Professor McGongall was in love with a Meramn named Rgan. Now, Harry had heard everything.


"Oh, before I forget. Here, Remus." Snape handed a waterbottle that was covered in paper so you couldn't see the contents.


Michelle eyes widened, "You're a were-" Lita clamped her hand over Michelle's mouth.


"I don't think he wants everyone to know that." She let go of Michelle. Harry stared at them in amazement for what felt like the millionth time, "I'm a Dark Arts specialist. Spotting a *cough* isn't that hard. And besides you gave yourself away on the first day by not attending the banquet on the full moon."


"She sounds more like Lily than Allison." Lupin glared at Sirius, "Um, I'm going to...yea...I'm just going."


"Who's Allison and Lily?" Lita akes. Harry looked at Lupin. Lupin paled. But before he could answer, someone walked up to Dumberdore adn whispered something in his ear.


"He didn't" Dumberdore said upset. The messenger nodded and left, "I have to go back to the school immeadiately."


"What's wrong. Albus?"


"Fudge's odered the search to be brought to Hogwarts."


"What search?"


"The search for Voldmont's heir."



Alright things are going to be picking up from here. I've got to finish this dtory by summer.