A/N: Hey guys! I figured I'd let you know, that this is a very long chapter. I wanted to give more background on Alice's life before the war, so as you can see by the title, she meets Jasper, and then she tells him her story. So you get to learn more about her history, which causes the chapter to be long. Enjoy!


"If you love them, and they love you they will always find you." ~Mary Margaret Blanchard (Snow White), Once Upon a Time


Chapter 9- Jasper Whitlock

I spent the next day in the motel room, drawing out a sketch of the diner where I was supposed to meet Jasper.

"It's not that far from here," Tobias said, looking at a map of the city. "Just a few streets over."

I closed my eyes, and focused on Jasper.

He wasn't in Pennsylvania yet. He was a couple states west, but I was certain he would make it here in the two days he had left.

The day before Jasper and I were due to meet, Helen took me shopping to get new clothes.

"I don't have anything against your old clothes," she said as we walked to a nearby store. "They just don't exactly fit this time frame, and not many people wear cloaks in this time."

I chuckled.

"I didn't think so."

We spent a good portion of the day in that shop. She bought me three new dresses, all long sleeved, a couple coats that resembled my cloaks, and she also got me several pairs of pants and shirts.

Along with the new clothes, she got me two new bags to sort my stuff into.

"This should hold you out until you meet us again."

I nodded.

"Thank you for this, Helen. It means a lot."

"Of course. It's what friends are for. Besides, if you have clothes that aren't in style for another fifty years, people are going to get suspicious."

I laughed.

"You're right about that."

The walk back to the hotel was quicker than the walk to the retail store.

"How was it?" Tobias asked as we stepped inside the room.

"We got her covered for a while."

"I am still able to wear my old clothes, right?" I asked, looking between the two.

Tobias turned to Helen.

"I think it should be okay for days that you're not going anywhere or if you're traveling. Perhaps it's not the best thing to wear if you're going to be in public for a long time though."

I nodded.

"That sounds reasonable enough."

"When you come to stay with us, you wore some of your older clothes," Tobias said. "You didn't leave very often."

"Was there any reason why?"

They shook their heads.

"New York isn't always cloudy," Helen said. "We're inside most of the time too."

I thought for a moment.

"Perhaps some of the clothes I can't pass off for this time can be used for when I go hunting."

I emptied out my bag onto the bed as I started to sort clothes from books, and books from my potions and potion making stuff. Tobias started looking at the potions that were lined up on the table while Helen helped me organize everything from my bag.

"You can take that Brothers Grimm book if you'd like," Helen said. "Seems like you could use a book that's a touch more….normal."

"Thank you," I said, as I started putting the books into one of the new bags.

"So what are you going to do with all the potions you can't use anymore?"

He pointed to the couple vials of sleeping potions on the table.

"Depending on the quality, you can sell them," I said, glancing up at him. "Maybe I can convince Jasper to go to Massachusetts. That's where the American wizarding school is, and I'm pretty sure there is the equivalent to Diagon Alley there. Ilvermorny I'm pretty sure it's called."

"So you're going to sell them?"

I nodded.

"I haven't used most of them. Just kept them around in case they were needed."

"How did you sleep after the war ended?"

"I stayed awake until I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. I worked on a book of memories for Teddy, and I was straightening up the house to get everything in order for when I….you know."

They were quiet for a few moments. I paused as I reached for the camera.

"Hey you guys?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you think I could get a picture of the two of you? I think it's be a great start to the photo album."

The two of them smiled.

"Of course."

Tobias returned to his spot next to Helen and put his arms around her. They both grinned at me as I put the viewfinder to my eye.

As soon as I snapped the picture, the long sheet of picture paper slid out.

I grabbed the picture from my lap and moved to the floor, grabbing the developing solution from the bedside table.

I pulled the cork off the top and reached inside for the dropper. Helen and Tobias watched curiously.

"You always did your pictures in private," Helen said as I began coating the picture in the potion.

"You've known me for how long?"

They looked at each other.

"About six months, I guess."

"You've known me for less than a year, yet you trust me. Why?"

"Tell me something," Tobias said, sitting on the floor in front of me. "Name a friend of yours besides the Weasleys, Remus, Harry, Hermione….the typical people you tell in your story."

I thought for a moment.

"Oliver Wood," I said. "We were pretty good friends in school. We kept in touch after school until I joined the Death Eaters."

"How old were you when you became friends?"

"Twelve. We met when we were eleven, but didn't become friends until we started playing Quidditch the year after."

"When you became friends, did you trust him?"

"Maybe not with my deepest, darkest secrets."

"But did you trust him?"

"Yes, I did."

"Well it's kind of like that for us. We've known you for six months. You knew us for a year. Even when we didn't know you, we felt like we could trust you," Helen said.

"Time travel is a funny thing," I said.

Helen grinned.

"It certainly is."

"Could you time travel in your human life?"

"Not in the same way that I can now."

I looked at her curiously.

"What I could do….it was kind of like your gift, but reverse."

"How so?"

"I saw visions, of the past. I could think of a time and a place and I saw any event that I wanted for as long as I wanted."

"What made it turn into traveling through time physically?"

"I don't exactly know."

"Can I asked another question?" I asked as I grabbed the box of gifts from Helen and Tobias off the bed, and for my wand from the nightstand.

"Go ahead."

"Well it's two really."

"Ask away. It's what we're here for."

"Okay, so the first, does every vampire have the extra gifts?"

They shook their head.

"No. We told you before we changed you. Only a selected few. Jasper has one too, but I want to see if you can figure it out for yourself."

Helen laughed as I paused.

"I hope that wasn't your second question," she said, with a grin from ear to ear.

I shook my head.

"No, no, no. It's not."

"Then out with it," Tobias said, with a grin as wide as Helen's.

"Those who have gifts….how do we get them, and why are they so specific?"

"Well nobody knows how we get them, but there's this theory about why we have them. Some believe that we take our strongest qualities from our human lives, into our new lives."

"So how would you explain somebody like Tobias? The closest thing I've heard to memory alteration in the human world is the Memory Charm. But as far as I'm aware, you're not a wizard."

Tobias laughed.

"You're right. I'm not a wizard. In my human life, I was very….manipulative. It came in handy at times that I needed it most."

"Hmmm," I paused, and looked down. The picture of Helen and Tobias was still sitting on the floor. I opened the box and pulled out the scrapbook. I opened it to the first page and places the picture at the very top against the corner of the page. I quickly casted a Permanent Sticking Charm on the picture and placed my wand back on the table. "So your manipulation turned into being able to change, replace, and destroy memories. Helen's visions of the past turned into time travel backwards and forwards in time."

"In theory, yes."

"How did yours change, Alice?" Tobias asked me.

"My visions are clearer. I can pick up on smaller details. My magic is a lot more powerful, and a lot more easier to perform….I can still change into my Animagus form, right? I can part with the Apparition. I didn't like it much anyhow. My Animagus form, it makes me feel….free."

They both smiled.

"We told you in the beginning. You still have that ability," Tobias said.

I turned to the nightstand behind me and grabbed my quill and ink.

Under the picture I wrote: Helen and Tobias Blanchett (June 25, 1948).

I thought more of my Animagus form. It was the same form as my father's. A large black dog. Like the Grimm. The difference between mine and my father's Animagus form, is that I was slightly smaller, and I was less shaggy. I kept my hair shorter once I became an Animagus. Usually in the pixie cut that I had now.

"I suppose you would have seen it in the past six months?"

They nodded.

I beamed and stood. The two both slid out of the way as I walked passed them. I looked around the room, making sure all windows were closed, and stepped back to the furthest wall.

I focused on my animagus form, and more quickly than any other time in my life, I was morphing into the form of a large dog.

I decided to stay in this form for a while, running back and forth in the room as Helen and Tobias watched me. The pair laughed as I bounded through the room, jumping from one end of the bed to the other.

I jumped back to my spot and shifted back.

"Are you content?" Helen asked, grinning.

I nodded.

"It feels wonderful."

I looked at the photo album on the bed. The picture was now moving. Helen and Tobias looked at each other before looking at the camera.

"And there we go," I said, showing them the picture. "First picture down."

I spent the rest of the night reorganizing everything, and placing it in my bag, and in the early hours of the next morning, the rain started. It started as nothing more than a drizzle.

"How do you keep those potion bottles from breaking?" Tobias asked as I put them back into their original spots.

"Charms."

I looked at the clock. It was a little bit after three in the morning.

"Maybe I should get dressed," I said, looking at the clothes I had laid out at the foot of my bed. It was a long sleeved knee length dress, tights, and the same strappy ballet flats I wore quite often.

"Go ahead," Helen said.

I pulled the clothes off the bed and headed straight for the bathroom.

The dress showed some of the scars on my shoulders, but it covered up the Dark Mark, and that was enough for me.

I returned to the room, and slipped into one of my new coats.

"We've still have another six hours before we have to leave," Helen said, watching me as she sat on the other bed with a book in her hands. "You don't have to be fully ready now."

"She doesn't have her shoes on yet. She's not completely ready," Tobias teased.

When I didn't answer, they looked at me cautiously.

"Alice, are you okay?" Helen asked, closing the book and moving across the room to where she was sitting across from me.

"I'm just nervous," I said.
"What's there to be nervous about?" Tobias asked. "He's going to love you. You know that."

"From what you've told me, yes I do know that Jasper is going to love me, but there's everything in the world to be nervous about."

"Tell me what makes you nervous about it," Tobias said. "It may make you feel better."

"The only person I've ever dated I knew for seventeen years before dating. We dated for two years, then the same night my father dies, he leaves me, and then marries my cousin."

"Well we can assure you that Jasper isn't going to marry your cousin," Tobias said with a grin.

Helen hit his arm, and turned back to me.

"Alice, Jasper loves you. He's not going to leave you. We told you in the beginning. This is different than you and Remus. Jasper is your soulmate."

"What else worries you?"

I looked down at my arm. It was covered by the dress sleeve and the jacket sleeve.

"What if he can't accept the awful things I've done?"

"Alice, keep in mind, he does currently drink human blood."

"Still," I said, frustrated. "I killed just to kill. He kills because he has to!"

"Alice," Helen said, taking my wrists. "I need you to calm down. Can you please do that?"

I took a deep breath in.

"I'm sorry," I said, burying my face in my hands. "I just….I don't want to mess this up."

"You're not going to mess this up."

"Can you tell me something about Jasper?"

"What do you want to know?"

"The magic….how does he respond to it?"

"He loves it," Helen said smiling. "He says it's what makes you so special."

I sighed.

"I don't think I've ever been this nervous in my life."

"Not even when joining the Death Eaters?"

I laughed.

"Not even when I joined the Death Eaters."

"Hey Alice?"

"Hmm?"

"What's Voldemort doing right now? Like is he dangerous now?"

I nodded.

"He finished Hogwarts about three years ago. He's already made a couple of his Horcruxes."

"When does he rise to power?"

"Around 1950. Right now, it's kind of a calm between wars."

"War? I thought the first war didn't start until 1970."

"It doesn't. But only three years ago, Dumbledore defeated another dark wizard. Gellert Grindelwald."

"You mean Dumbledore killed him?"

I shook my head.

"Voldemort killed him in March of 1998."

"So where's Grindelwald now?"

"Numengard."

"What's that?"

"It's a prison that Grindelwald built. After Dumbledore defeated him, he was sent there."

"You learn all of this stuff in Hogwarts?"

I shook my head.

"I learned it all through books."

I pulled my bag into my lap and opened it up, opening the bag of books.

"Have you not read all the books I had?"

They shook their heads.

"No. Jasper has a thing for history, so at any given chance, he was reading all the history books."

I laughed.

"Would you like to read one?"

"I would like to hear more about this Grindelwald, but I suppose you could tell me everything that I could read in there," Helen said, pointing to the book.

To pass the time, I told them the story of Grindelwald, his rise to power and his downfall. I told them about the duel that ended Dumbledore and Grindelwald friendship, and the death of Ariana Dumbledore.

"Who would you say is worse? Voldemort or Grindelwald?" Tobias asked as I finished the story.

I thought about it for a moment.

"I'd say Grindelwald. Voldemort has done horrible things and he was very powerful, don't get me wrong, but Grindelwald was more skilled."

"So if they dueled each other—"

"Grindelwald would win."

We all looked at the clock. It was nearing eight in the morning.

We sat in silence for a moment, and then Helen handed me a small piece of lined paper.

"This is for you," she said.

I looked at the paper, and an address located in Manhattan, New York.

"It's how you'll find us in a year," Tobias said.

"Thank you," I said. I pulled out the photo album that laid on the top of my pile with the camera, and tucked it inside the front cover. "Thank you for everything."

"Of course."

"Be careful, when you go to find James."
"We have a good idea of where he is, so it should be quick."

"How did you find him?"

"When Tobias was trying to find you in Ottery St. Catchpole, I was tracking a scent I had found. The two of them were in an alley in London, trying to figure out how to lure you out."

"I still don't understand. How did James find me?"

"They were in England, trying to find someone who would strengthen their coven. They came across your sent in the home of a husband and wife who had been murdered, but not found."

"Two weeks before the end of the war, I was called away from Hogwarts. Voldemort wanted to make sure my loyalty was still with him," I said, recalling the Muggles they had to be referring to. "He brought me there to kill them because he thought that if I was loyal to Harry, I wouldn't kill innocent people."

"James caught your scent there. He started following you."

"Why wait for three weeks after he caught me?"

"Because from the way they talk, he didn't pick up your scent until two weeks after the final battle. I suppose you Apparated away from there?"

I nodded.

"I Apparated to Malfoy Manor, and then used to Floo Network to the castle."

"And you don't go into Muggle London often?"

I shook my head.

"He had to of picked up your scent somewhere along the lines."

"I saw flickers of me dying after the war," I said. "I didn't understand it until now. I didn't understand why they were flickers when I had already made the decision to die."

"Do you understand them now?"

I nodded.

"It wasn't me making that decision. I couldn't see who was behind it. I couldn't see vampires until I became one, so I couldn't see anything other than me being dead."

We sat there for a while longer, talking about various subjects until we were down to ten minutes until check out. At that time, my excitement grew.

"Do you have everything?" Tobias asked Helen and I, looking around the room.

I nodded. Everything was placed back in my bag, and my wand was in its holster on my right arm.

"I think we're good to go," Helen said.

"Then let's go."

I swung my bag over my head, adjusting it on my side, and followed Helen and Tobias out the door.

My excitement grew, and the more it grew, the more my impatience grew as Tobias checked out of the hotel.

"Be patient, Alice," Helen said, patting my back as I tapped my foot. We were standing under the outside roof of the motel's office as the rain poured outside. "He's almost done. Then we will get going to Delphi's."

Sure enough, Tobias came out of the office a couple minutes later.

"Are you ready?" Tobias asked putting up an umbrella.

"Of course. Are we running?"

They nodded.
"It's going to attract too much attention to ourselves if we're walking," Helen said.

Tobias led the way, darting in the same direction he had shown me on the map.

It took only a couple minutes to get to the diner, and all three of us were had rain dripping from our hair.

"In you go," Tobias said, holding the door open for Helen and I. I stepped inside quickly with the other two behind me.

"We'll be right over here," Helen said, pointing to the booth I saw them at in my vision.

"Thank you again," I said, hugging both of them. "I know I can trust you to keep them safe."

"Of course," Tobias said. "Don't worry about anything. We've got this."

I stepped back and smiled.

"Remember," Helen said. "In a year, come see us. Just keep in mind, we won't know who you are."

I nodded.

"I look forward to it."

"Are you going to be okay?" Helen asked looking at my eyes. They were somewhere between red and black.

I nodded.

"It doesn't bother me."

"You still have two more bags left," Tobias said.

"I don't want them."

"Well I suppose it would be a good idea to start hunting."

I chuckled, and looked at the clock.

"I expect he'll be here soon."

"Go now, Alice. We're going to wait the storm out, then we'll be heading out."

Each gave me another hug, then turned away and walked to the back of the restaurant, and I took my seat at the high stool.

"Welcome to Delphi's," the waitress said, laying a menu in front of me. She was about middle aged, and she was very enthusiastic. "Can I get you anything? Coffee? Tea?"

"Not just yet. I'm waiting for someone," I said, smiling warmly at her.

"You're not from around here," she stated.

I shook my head.

"No. I moved here not too long ago."

"The person you're meeting, is it an old friend?"

I nodded.

"I'll come back in a little while."

"Thank you, Ma'am."

She smiled at me as she moved down the line, refilling someone's cup with coffee.

The food that surrounded me didn't smell appetizing, and by looking at the menu, it was stuff I used to eat frequently. Even the coffee, that I had drank every morning since I was fifteen, smelt horrible.

"Are you doing okay, Alice?" Tobias asked. His voice was quiet, and when I glanced at them, they were both bent over menus.

"I'm doing fine."

"You may have to order something to keep from looking to suspicious," Helen said.

"I want to wait until he comes," I said.

Tobias met my eyes for a moment, then looked away.

I waited for almost ten minutes before glancing up at the clock.

I looked down at the newspaper that had been left beside me.

Like in the vision, it read June 26, 1948.

"When will he come?" I muttered under my breath.

I looked up and met Helen's eyes before we both looked away.

"Soon, Alice," she said. "Be patient."

The waitress walked back to me.

"Can I get you anything while you wait?"

I shook my head.

"Not just yet, thanks," I said.

Suddenly it clicked that this was the conversation I was supposed to have before Jasper came.

As I looked over to Helen and Tobias, the door opened behind me. The two of them grinned as I spun around in my chair.

"Jasper!" I said, excitedly and I slipped out of my chair. I walked quickly to him. "You're finally here! You've kept my waiting for a long time."

He looked down at me bewildered, but nevertheless ducked his head.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am."

I beamed up at him.

"I'm Mary Alice Black, but please call me Alice," I added a touch quieter.

"Nice to meet you, Alice. I'm Jasper Whitlock. From the looks of it though, you seem to know that already."

I held out my hand to him, and he looked down at it hesitantly before taking it.

I walked with him to a booth a couple spots in front of Helen and Tobias.

I took the seat facing them, and he took the seat with his back to them. The waitress came back with a large grin on her face. Jasper was still holding onto my hand, and his grip tightened and he tensed as she set a menu in front of us both.

"I see your friend finally came."

I nodded.

"He did."

"I'll give him a second to look at the menu, and then I'll be back."

She gave Jasper a smile and turned away from us.

"Sorry about that," he said, dropping my hand.

My smile grew as I shook my head.

"That's alright. I expect we better order something before we draw too much attention to ourselves. "

He nodded and looked down at the menu.

"I don't mean to be rude, but how is it that you know who I am, and where to find me?"

I laughed.

"Well I saw you coming. But my creators helped me find you."

"I know your creators?"

"No. Not yet. But you will."

"I'm sorry," he said again putting the menu down. "I don't think I follow."

"I'll explain in a moment," I said quickly and quietly, "but the waitress will be returning in a moment."

Sure enough, the waitress came back us with her notepad ready.

"Alrighty," she said, looking between the two of us. "What can I get for you today?"

"Just a coffee," I said.

"I'll have what she's having," Jasper said quietly.

"I'll be right back with that."

I nodded and flipped open my bag. I opened the envelope that laid on the top with my camera and the photo album and pulled out a couple dollar bills.

"Now, can you please explain to me what you meant?"

I nodded.

"Well as far as me seeing you coming, it's my gift."

"You're a tracker?" he asked.

I shook my head.

"I see the future. In visions. But they're very subjective."

"How so?" he demanded.

"I can only see things based on decisions that people have made. I don't see the reasons behind them, only the possible outcomes of that choice. You were a part of my future, and I saw you coming to Philadelphia."

"So where do your creators come in? How long have you been looking for me?"

"Well I've been looking for you for the same amount of time that I've been a vampire, which is seven days."

I paused as the waitress set down our cups of coffee.

"Thank you very much," I said.

"No problem," she said grinning. "If you need anything else, just holler."

She turned away from us, and I glanced over to Helen and Tobias. Tobias had moved from one side of the table to the other, and the two looked to be talking quietly. Helen, who was facing me, was smiling.

"Now, back to your creators," Jasper said, reclaiming my attention.

"Right," I said, reaching for the sugar. "Well. See when I met Helen and Tobias, they already knew us, and had for quite some time."

"You've lost me again."

"Well Helen is a time traveler. She met us a year from now, and then she and Tobias came to 1998 where they changed me."

"1998," Jasper said, with wide eyes.

I nodded.

"When were you born?"

"1976."

He shook his head.

"That's not possible."

"But it is. If we exist, why shouldn't time travel?"

His eyes met mine.

"You've got me there. But why bring you back to 1948?"

"Because that's when I was destined to meet you."

"What about your family?" Jasper asked. "I'm sure they're worried sick.

I looked down at my cup.

"They're not actually. They think I'm dead."

When I met his eyes again, they were soft.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"That's alright," I said, smiling. "It was the only way to keep them safe."

"Safe from what?"

"From a tracker called James. He had picked up my scent and to try and lure me out, he was going to kill my family."

"So let me get this straight," he said, watching me carefully. "You were born in 1976, and in 1998, a vampire starts tracking you, and to save your family you turned into a vampire and came back to 1948 to meet me?"

I nodded.

"How does that keep him from killing your family?"

"Well that's where Tobias comes in. See his gift is memory altercation. He can replace, alter, or destroy any memory he wants. So I created a story for them to replace. Putting me here fit that time line from that story."

I stopped and gave Jasper a moment to process everything.

"Can I asked a follow up question?"

I nodded.

"Go ahead. Ask anything you'd like."

"How did you keep escaping him? If he was tracking your scent, he should've came across a new one."

"Well that's because I disappeared from the place where he caught my scent."

"You've lost me again. A human can't just disappear from a spot without a vampire catching their scent."

I grinned up at him.

"They can if they can Apparate."

His eyes narrowed.

"Is anything you're telling me true?"

My smile fell as I nodded.

"Let me explain. See in my human life, I was a witch. Apparition is where you can teleport to a desired place."

"Witch," he repeated. His eyes didn't soften. "So let me guess. You have a wand?"

I nodded and slipped my right arm out of my jacket, and pulled up the sleeve to reveal the holster. I pulled it up so he could see most of it then slipped it back down.

"I can prove it to you if you'd like," I said. "I understand this can be hard to believe."

"Please do."

I pulled my jacket back over my arm, and flipped open my bag. I reached inside to pull out my photo album.

"That's a very interesting bag you have there," he said.

"I'd say so," I said, placing the book on the table and sliding it to him.

He flipped open the book, and looked at the picture on the page. His eyes widened as the picture moved. He snapped the book closed again.

"I can show you more. But not here."

"Of course."

I looked outside.

"The rain should lighten soon. Then I can show you more."

"Can you show me the Apparition?"

I shook my head.

"I can't Apparate anymore. But I can still take my Animagus form."

"What's that?"

My smile returned as his eyes softened.

"An Animagus is a witch or wizard who can turn into an animal at will."

"What animal do you turn into?"

I smiled as I looked down at my cup. I brought it up to my face to hide my grin.
"Why are you nervous?"

I looked up at him with amazement.

"How did you know that?"

"Like you and your creators, I have a gift. I can feel what you're feeling, and I can change how you feel."

I looked at him curiously.

"I can prove it if you'd like," he teased, tilting his head to the side as he grinned.

"Please do," I said. Grinning at him.

"You feel happy, and nervous. But you also feel love."

I looked down at my cup again.

"Now you're just nervous," he said, putting a finger under my chin, and pushing my face up to his. "Why?"

"According to Helen and Tobias, we're soulmates. But I wanted you to get to know me first before I told you."

"It's okay," he said softly.

Suddenly I wasn't nervous anymore. I felt happiness and love.

I looked up to him and smiled.

"I want to get to know you first," Jasper said. "But I do feel it too."

I grinned at him.

He dropped his hand from my chin and brought the cup of coffee to him mouth. As he took a drink, he wrinkled his nose.

"Does it taste as bad as it smells?"

"Take a drink," he said.

I sipped the coffee, and immediately wrinkled my nose.

"That's not very good is it?" I asked. "I used to love coffee."

"What about tea?" he asked, grinning.

I laughed.

"I was never big on tea."

We sat quietly for a moment.

"You never answered my question," he said.

"Oh about my animagus form?"

He nodded.

"I turn into a large black dog."

"How big?"

"On all fours, I'd say about five feet and five inches."

"You're not that tall in your human form are you?" he asked grinning.

I laughed and shook my head.

"Nope. I'm only 4'10.'' I've been this height since I was fifteen. I take the same Animagus form as my father, and he is a touch larger than I am."

"How tall is his form."

"I'd say his form was about 5'9'' give or take a few inches."

"Was?"

I nodded.

"He was killed about two years before I was changed."

"I'm sorry," he said. "That must of been hard for your mother."

I shook my head.

"She died when I was four."

"If you don't mind me asking, how?"

"She was killed."

He looked at me with wide eyes.

"Both your parents were murdered?"

I nodded.

"I will tell my story when we leave here," I said, looking down at the cup. "Forgive me, but this probably isn't the best place."

"Of course."

About fifteen minutes later, we both finished our coffee, laughing when the other wrinkled their nose. It took another five for the rain to lighten up.

"I'll go pay the bill," I said. "Then we can go."

I put my bag over my shoulder, and walked with the bills in hand to the counter.

"What can I do for you?" the waitress asked smiling at me. "Can I get you and your friend more coffee?"

"No thank you. I'd like to pay the bill please."

She nodded as she gave me the bill. I gave her the money that I had in my hand.

"Ma'am, this is more than you owe."

"One dollar goes to the bill, and the rest is your tip."

"Thank you!" she said looking at me with wide eyes.

"It's no problem," I said, giving her a smile as I turned away from her. "Have a good day."

"Same to you."

I approached the table, and held a hand out to Jasper.

"Walk with me?" I asked. He took my hand, and over his arm, I saw Helen and Tobias grinning at me.

I gave a small wave as Jasper led me to the door.

"Where to?" Jasper asked, not letting go of my hand.

"How about a motel? This might be easier to do in private."

"There are a couple nearby."

We walked to a nearby motel, that was closer than the one I had been at this morning.

Jasper stayed outside as I went in, and filled out the information for the room, and I decided to go ahead and pay for it while I was in there.

"Follow me," I said, leading him to our room on the far side of the lot.

"For a newborn, you have an amazing amount of self control."

"There's something I'd like to talk about late if you don't mind. It may have some explanation to that. I'd like to get through my story first if that's alright."

"Of course."

I slipped off my jacket, and laid it on the bed next to me. I took a spot at the headboard. Jasper sat across from me.

"Where should I start?"

"How about from the beginning?"

"Are you sure about that?" I asked, smiling. "I have almost twenty to tell you about."

"We have time."

"Alright then. I was born on June 20, 1976. My parents were Sirius and Johanna Black, and they had me when they were only sixteen."

"Sixteen?"

I nodded.

"What was funny, was my mother hated my father until she had a falling out with one of her friends, and she fell in love with him not long after."

"Please. Go on."

"I was born the summer before they entered their sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"They have a school for magic?"

I nodded.

"Did you go?"

"When I turned eleven. But that comes later in my story."

"Please. Go on."

"I spent the school year of my parents last two years bouncing between teachers. I spent the most time with the headmaster, Albus Dumbledore."

"What about in the evenings?"

"They had a special place in Gryffindor tower that was their own."

"Gryffindor tower?"

"All in due time. Now when I was born, we were in the middle of the First Wizarding War. It had began six years prior to my birth."

"Who were you at war with?"

"A dark wizard called Lord Voldemort and his followers, the Death Eaters. Now when my parent graduated, they immediately joined the Order of the Phoenix. This was a society Dumbledore created to defeat Voldemort. It was formed in 1970. They joined with my godfathers, Remus Lupin and James Potter, and my godmother, Lily. James and Lily got married not long after they graduated from Hogwarts, and in May of 1981, my mother was killed by Death Eaters. James and Lily had been marked for death by Voldemort. There was a prophecy that predicted the downfall of Voldemort. The person who would bring him to his downfall was the Potters son. My godbrother, Harry. So the Potters went into hiding."

I paused and opened my bag. From there, I pulled out the bag with my books, and opened it up dug through it, and pulled out my photo album.

I opened it to the first page, and gave it to Jasper.

"That my mother and my father," I said, then flipped the page to a picture of my parents with James, Lily, Remus, and Peter Pettigrew. "That's Remus, James, Lily, and that, is another one of my father's friends. Peter Pettigrew."

"I'm sorry, but what does any of this have to do with your mother's murder?"

"When the Potters went into hiding, they were protected under the Fidelius Charm, and my father was their Secret-Keeper. Voldemort knew they would choose my father, so he sent people to find him, so they could get the information on the Potters. I saw them coming, but my father didn't believe me. He didn't want to believe this vision. Then again, he never wanted to believe my visions."

"Why did they kill your mother?"

"He was going to see James and Lily that night. I tried telling him and Mum what I saw. Dad told me 'Alice, please don't worry your mother any further with these silly stories. I'm going to be okay tonight,' and then he left. The Death Eaters came to the house, and my mother hid me."

I looked down at our hands. I had his hand enclosed with both of mine, all though I never remembered taking his hand.

"They tried asking her where he was, and she said that I saw them coming, so he took me and ran. They killed Mum because they couldn't kill Dad or me."

"That was a brave thing to do," Jasper said.

"That's why she was in Gryffindor. But I will explain to you all that in a moment."

He nodded, and moved next to me.

"So what happened next?" he asked, as I leaned back and looked up to him.

"Halloween of 1981. I didn't go trick-or-treating that year, but Remus came over to see me and see how Dad was holding up. I was on the floor, and I had a vision of a man going to the Potter house. Dad figured he'd go check it out and Remus stayed with me."

I paused and looked up at him. Jasper was watching me closely.

"The man I saw was Lord Voldemort. He used the Killing Curse, the same curse that my cousin Bellatrix used to kill my mother, and killed Lily and James. But that night, history was made. When he went to kill one year old, Harry, the spell rebounded. Harry was and still remains to be the only person who has ever survived the Killing Curse."

"Your cousin killed your mother?" he asked, looking at me with disbelief as he looked down to the picture of my parents.

I nodded.

"Yes. But the night that James and Lily died, the war ended. Voldemort was gone. As far as anybody knew, he was dead."

"What happened to Harry?"

"Well James was one of my godfathers, and Dad was Harry's godfather. So naturally Dad tried taking Harry. Dumbledore told Dad that Harry had to go live with Lily's sister Muggle sister, Petunia and her husband Vernon Dursley."

"Muggle?"

"Non-magic people."
"Am I a Muggle?"

I nodded.

"But that night, was also the night I lost my father."

"I thought you said he died two years before you were changed."

"He did, but if you listen, you will understand."

He chuckled as I smiled up at him.

"See, what nobody knew was that Dad had convinced James and Lily to change their Secret-Keeper to Peter Pettigrew. He knew that everyone would expect Dad to be their Secret-Keeper. So they changed it, and they didn't tell anyone. That's why the Death Eater's came for Dad the night Mum died."

"I don't get it," Jasper said. "What is the purpose of a Secret-Keeper?"

"When the Fidelius Charm is casted on a place, nobody can find it unless the Secret-Keeper tells that person directly. So when they changed the Secret-Keeper to Peter Pettigrew, Pettigrew went and told Voldemort the location of the Potters. The night James and Lily died, Dad went after Pettigrew. He was going to make him pay for what he'd done. Pettigrew knew Dad would come for him, and when Dad finally found him, Pettigrew yelled that Dad betrayed the Potters, blew up a street with a Blasting Curse that killed twelve Muggles, then faked his own death by cutting off his finger, and transformed into his Animagus form."

"What was his Animagus form?"

"Well Dad, James, and Pettigrew were all Animagi. Dad was the same form as me, a large black dog, James was a stag, and Pettigrew was a rat. Which rightfully fit him."

"So it made his escape easy?"

I nodded.

"And through the memories of the Muggle witnesses, Dad was arrested on the charges of killing twelve Muggles, Peter Pettigrew, and as an accessory to the murder of James and Lily. All of this got him sent to Azkaban."

"Azkaban?"

"Wizarding prison."

"What happened to you?"

"I went to live with Remus."

"What was that like?"

"Well I was over the moon with joy. Remus was one of my favorite people in the entire world. But every once a month, I was sent to stay with the Weasley family."

"Why?"

I laughed.

"Remus was kind of a werewolf."

"Kind of a werewolf?" Jasper said with wide eyes. "How is somebody kind of a werewolf?"

"Okay, so he was a werewolf," I said. "But to keep me safe, I went to stay with the Weasley family once a month. Which it wasn't a bad thing. I met my two best friends there, although we didn't become friends until I was nine. They were seven."

I let go of his hand and flipped the page to the picture of Fred, George, and I.

"That's Fred, and that's George."

"How did you tell them apart?"

"I don't know," I said. "For the longest time, I just guessed, and usually I was right. I was the one person who they couldn't trick."

I smiled at Jasper.

"You all seem really close," he said as Fred and George kissed my cheek.

"We were. They were my best friends in the whole world. Nothing could separate us."

He smiled as I continued my story.

"Now let me tell you about Hogwarts, cause that's where we are in our story."

"Okay. Let's hear about it."

"Okay, so when you're eleven, you get a letter, inviting you to come to Hogwarts. You leave on September first, come home for Christmas, then come back a couple days after New Years. We get two weeks off for Easter, then go back until the third week of June. This continues for seven years. Usually you graduate when you're seventeen. In my world, you're a legal adult at seventeen, and the trace drops."

"The trace?"

"It's how the Ministry watches for underage magic. No witch or wizard is allowed to perform magic outside of Hogwarts under the age of seventeen. Although if you grow up in a magical household like I did, then you can get away with more. Muggle-borns, and people like Harry who are raised by Muggles are monitored more."

"Muggle-born?"

I sighed.

"Maybe I should have explained blood purity in the beginning."

Jasper laughed.

"Okay," I said, "there's five different types of blood. Muggles, Muggle-borns, Squibs, Half-bloods, and Pure-bloods. Now as I've told you, Muggles are people who do not possess magic. Muggle-borns, are witches or wizards who are born to two Muggles. Lily Potter was a Muggle-born. Half-bloods, are witches or wizards who have either a Muggle or Muggle-born parent or grandparent. Harry is an example of a Halfblood. Next we've got your Purebloods and if you're a Pureblood, you can't find any non-magical ancestor for several generations. Most of the time, a pureblood will marry into other Pureblood families to keep the bloodline pure. There is only twenty-eight families left in Britain who are seen as 'truly pure."

Jasper laughed as I put finger quotes around the last two words.

"And Squibs?"

"A Squib is basically a reverse Muggle-born. It's a child that's born to one or two magical parents, but has no magical abilities."

"What are you? I mean you're obviously not a Squib, considering you have a wand."

"I'm a Pureblood," I said. "Both my mother's side of the family, and my father's side of the family are a part of the Sacred Twenty-Eight as their called."

"How much does blood purity matter?"

"Well during the times Voldemort was in power, he wanted to cleanse our world of Muggles and Muggleborns. He believed that Purebloods were superior. Oddly enough, he was Half-blood."

"So back to Hogwarts," he said.
"Right. Now, in your first year, you're sorted into a house. You keep the same house for all seven years. Your house is supposed to be like your family. There's Gryffindor. Gryffindor is where the brave go. Usually if you're a Gryffindor, then you're brave, courageous, daring, all that stuff. My mother, father, Remus, James, Lily, and Peter were all in Gryffindor. So was the entire Weasley family, Harry, and Harry's friend Hermione. Next you have Hufflepuff. Hufflepuff is for those who are loyal, kind, and patient. Then we have Ravenclaw. Ravenclaws are intelligent, creative, and accepting."

I paused.

"What about the fourth house," Jasper asked, taking my hand.

"The last house is Slytherin. If you're a Slytherin, you're cunning, ambitious, and determined. Usually Slytherin house is seen as a house where all the dark witches and wizards come from."

I looked up and met his eyes.

"I was a Slytherin."

"Alice, why do people think Slytherin is where dark witches and wizards come from?"

"Voldemort was a Slytherin. Most of his followers were from Slytherin. I'm not saying all, because some of his followers came from the others houses. Hell, some of his followers came from other schools. But because most of his supporters, came from Slytherin."

Jasper smiled.

"I don't think your a dark witch," he said.

I smiled.

"That's very kind of you. But you may change your mind."

"Well now that I know all about Hogwarts, and all about blood purity, please continue with your story. I'd like to see if you're right."

"Alright then. Well like I said. Nothing separated Fred, George, and I. When they came to Hogwarts two years after I did, we spent every possible moment together. In your third year, you can go to Hogsmeade Village, which is right outside of the grounds of the castle. The year they came, I was a third year, and Remus signed my permission slip, so I spent the summer saving up all my allowance, and then when I went to Hogsmeade, I spent the morning gathering sweets and drinks to bring back for Fred, George, and I to enjoy. Then in their third year, they joined me. We only separated during the night, seeing as I spent most my meals at Gryffindor table."

"Sounds like they were good friends to you," Jasper said, smiling at a picture of Fred carrying me on his back and we chased after George. It was taken the day I graduated from Hogwarts.

"They were. In their third year, my fifth year, Harry came to Hogwarts. That's the year all the trouble began," I said smiling. "I did the best I could to stay out of his way. He had no idea who I was or who my father was, but Harry always managed to get into some sort of trouble."

"Tell me about it."

"In his first year, he made two friends. Fred and George's little brother Ron, and a girl named Hermione. The three of them all eleven years old took on challenges to protect the Philosopher's Stone. That was the year that some of us learned Voldemort wasn't truly dead. See Voldemort had made what were called Horcruxes. A Horcrux is a piece of your soul that is put into a common object. Voldemort had seven, but for a time we only knew of six. That comes later in my story though. Anyways, a piece of Voldemort latched itself onto a man named Quirinus Quirrell. Quirrell managed to get himself the position of the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, and at the end of the school year, he attempted to steal the stone. Harry, Ron, and Hermione went after him."

"I'm assuming they beat him?"

I nodded.

"When Voldemort fled, Quirrell was killed, and the Stone was destroyed. The summer was okay, Harry went back to the Dursleys, and he didn't even seem phased by anything that happened."

"So what about his second year?"

"Well let me give you some background information first."

"Okay," he said. "Let's hear it."

"Okay, so Hogwarts was founded by four people. Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Salazar Slytherin. Each had very different views of how the school should be ran, so each of the houses was formed. But Slytherin believed that no Muggle-borns shouldn't be permitted in the school. Because the other founders were against him, he left the school. Before leaving, he created a secret chamber below the castle. The chamber became known as the Chamber of Secrets. Inside the chamber, he put a large basilisk."

"They're real?"

I nodded.

"But this one, Slytherin made sure only his heir could control the basilisk. Now it's 1948, so about six years ago, the chamber opened."

"The heir came to Hogwarts?"

"The heir had been in Hogwarts for sometime. His name was Tom Riddle. He later took the name of Lord Voldemort."

"So how did it open the second time?"

"Remember those Horcruxes I mentioned?"

He nodded.

"Yeah the soul things."

"Well one of them was a diary. One of his followers, Lucius Malfoy, my cousin Narcissa's husband, dropped the diary in Ginny Weasley's caldron and with the help of the Horcrux, she opened the chamber."

"How's Harry involved this time?"

"Well Hermione was petrified, so she gave clues to Ron and Harry. When the memory of a sixteen year old Voldemort took Ginny into the chamber, he was going to take her life to restore his. But Harry defeated the basilisk, and his destroyed the first horcrux with a basilisk fang."

I paused and as Jasper looked at me worriedly, I smiled.

"His third year, and my final year at Hogwarts wasn't so bad. In the summer between my sixth and seventh year, Remus and I started dating."

"You started dating your godfather?"

I nodded, and he dropped my hand.

"He was the only person I ever dated."

He looked away from me, and shook his head. I swore I saw a look of jealousy in his eyes.

"Can I ask you something?" he asked.

I nodded, and he continued.

"How old was Remus when you got together?"

"He had just turned thirty-three."

He shook his head again.

"Let me ask you something, Jasper," I said turning to him.

"Go ahead."

"What year were you born?"

"1844."

"So you're about 104, is that right?"

He nodded.

"Okay, so given that I won't be born for another twenty-eight years, that puts you at being about 132 when I was born. Now, pardon me for saying this, but I think most people would prefer the sixteen year age difference compared to the 132 year difference."

Pain flashed in Jasper's eyes and I immediately regretted speaking.

"Jasper I'm so sorry," I said, moving away from him. "That was horrible of me to say."

Jasper took my hand, and pulled me back to him.

"Please don't be sad," he asked. "I don't have any place to judge you. I'm assuming you loved Remus."

I nodded.

"Very much."

I reached over and turned a couple pages to a picture of Remus and I.

"The same year Remus and I got together, he became my Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, and my father broke out of Azkaban."

"How'd he get passed the guards?"

"Well the guards of Azkaban are creatures called Dementors."

I brought back the memory of the Dementors the day the swarmed the train.

"Dementors suck out all the happiness. If it can, the Dementors will suck the life out of you. That's called a Dementor's Kiss."

"They kill you?"

I shook my head.

"Receiving the Dementor's Kiss is worse than death."

"But you said—"

"I know what I said. It doesn't kill you. It just sucks out your soul."

His eyes widened.

"That's horrible."

"That's why it's a fate worse than death. But see the Dementors don't have a face. They feel He told me that one day, he saw a copy of the Daily Prophet with Peter Pettigrew in his Animagus form on it. He lost a lot of weight in Azkaban, and when he shifted into his Animagus form, he was able to slip through the bars. Azkaban is on an island, so he swam across the North Sea. I was staying at the Weasleys, and then Remus and I were summoned to the Ministry of Magic because they thought he'd come to see me. They thought he was going to kill Harry so they all started taking precautions to keep him safe."

"What about you?"

"Well once they learned that I wasn't helping him, or that I hadn't heard from him, they figured I was safe."

"So to them you didn't matter?"

"It's not that I didn't matter," I said quietly. "I'm just not as important as The-Boy-Who-Lived."

Jasper frowned.

"Why did they think he wouldn't come after you?"

I shrugged.

"I don't know. But they kept Harry safe. Remus became a teacher at Hogwarts, and he focused on making sure Harry and I were safe."

"Did you guys still date? Even though he was a teacher?"

I nodded.

"It wasn't a secret among the staff, but the only students who knew were Ron, Fred, George, Ginny, and Percy. Although I'm sure that Ron told Harry and Hermione."

"Is Percy another one of Fred and George's brothers?"

I nodded, and flipped through the book to a page with a picture of me and all the Weasleys.

"That's all of them. That's Molly and Arthur. Then this is Bill, Charlie, and Percy. Then here's Fred and George, that's Ron, and that's Ginny."

I drug my finger across each face.

"Who's the oldest?"

"Bill. I showed them to you in birth order."

Jasper chuckled.

"Well that's one way to do it. So Remus made sure you two were safe?"

I nodded.

"One night, my father sent Remus a letter, telling him to bring me, and meet him in the Shrieking Shack."

"What's the Shrieking Shack?"

"Oh, that was a place built for Remus during the full moon when he was at school. They planted the Whomping Willow, and Dad, James, and Pettigrew became illegal Animagi to spend the full moon with him."

"Illegal?"

I noddd.

"They were unregistered."

"Are you registered?"

I nodded.

"I registered the month after I turned seventeen, although I had been able to do it for about a year."

"Do I get to see it?"

I nodded again.

"Once I finish telling my story, I'll show you some of what I can do."

He leaned back, listening. His hand was still holding tightly onto my own.

"Can I ask one more question?"

I gestured for him to continue.

"Why is it called the Shrieking Shack?"

"Because like I said, when Remus was in school, he was go there each month for his transformation. The people of the village thought that his howls were shrieks, and because nobody but the staff, Dad, James, and Peter knew Remus was a werewolf, they thought the place was haunted."

"That's actually perfectly reasonable," he said.

I laughed.

"Now the night that he called Remus and I to the Shrieking Shack, he told us the story of what truly happened the night he was taken to Azkaban. Remus and I weren't sure whether or not we should believe him, until one night, Harry was wandering the halls, and Remus confiscated what is called the Marauder's Map."

I reached into my bag, and pulled out my copy of the map.

"When Dad, James, Remus, and Pettigrew were in school, they branded themselves with the name, Marauders. They each had nicknames. Remus was Moony, Dad was Padfoot, James was Prongs, and Pettigrew was Wormtail. Together, they made the Marauder's Map. It was a map of the school, and it showed who was in it, and where they were."

I pulled up my sleeve, and took my wand out of the holster.

"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good," I said, resting my wand on the map and handed it to him.

He opened the map, and began flipping through.

"Here's Professor Dumbledore," I said, pointing to the headmaster's office.

"Why are there so many people at the castle?" he asked.

"I guess they haven't gotten out for the summer yet, though I expect if we check back in a week or two, most of them will be gone."

"So Harry had this?"

I nodded.

"This is just a copy of the original. Harry had the original."

"So what about this map made you and Remus believe your father's story?"

"That's just it," I said. "Harry saw the name Peter Pettigrew on the map. The map never lies. So we knew that if Peter appeared on the map, then he had to be alive."

"And he was," Jasper stated.

I nodded.

"I had actually spent one night near him once a month."

"I don't understand," Jasper said, shaking his head.

"Well remember what I said, about him getting away in his Animagus form?"

I paused, and Jasper nodded.

"Well the stayed in his Animagus form for twelve years."

"He was a rat for twelve years?"

I nodded.

"He took shelter with the Weasley family. Percy found him in the garden, and then when Percy grew up, he gave him to Ron who brought him to Hogwarts. One day, Dad was able to get to Pettigrew, but he had to get through Ron. When he took Ron, Harry and Hermione went after him, then Remus came and got me from the Slytherin common room, and we went after them."

I paused again.

"Sirius and Remus forced him to turn back into his human form, and I stood guard at the door, making sure nobody got out. We were going to take him to the castle, prove he was alive, and make sure Dad was set free, but Peter escaped, and it was a full moon. Remus transformed, and Dad and I went after him while Severus stayed back and watched over the children."

"Severus?"

"He was the Potions professor. He was the friend my mother had a falling out with."

"What caused it?"

"Well Mum, Lily, and Severus were all friends. One day, in their fifth year, Severus called Lily a Mudblood, and that ended their friendship."

"What's a Mudblood?"

I shook my head.

"I keep forgetting that you're not from my world. I assume you know things….anyhow, a Mudblood, means dirty blood. It's a foul name that Pure or Half-bloods call Muggle-borns."

"You never—"

"Called anyone a Mudblood? I have. But that comes later in my story. I still have two years to tell you about before we reach that point in our story."

"Is that what you meant? When you said I might change my mind about how I see you?"

I nodded.

"Sort of. But that night, I almost lost my father for good. The Dementor was about to give him the Dementor's Kiss. Harry casted the Patronus Charm that drove them away. A Patronus is the only thing that can drive away the Dementors."

"Can you cast one?"

I nodded.

"It takes the same form as my Animagus form. That'll be one of the things I show you if your interested."

"I'd like that."

"Now, Harry and Hermione helped him escape on a hippogriff. That required time travel. In my world, we had time turners, so they went back in time, stole a hippogriff, that's what allowed Harry to cast the Patronus, then they helped my father escape. I graduated a couple weeks later, and word got out about Remus being a werewolf, that led to his resignation."

"Good timing for you to graduate, huh?"

I laughed.

"I always said so too."

"What did you do after you graduated?"

"Well I decided I wanted to be an Auror," I said, smiling. "A dark wizard catcher. I started my training."

My smile faded.

"I never finished training though. During Harry's fourth year, the Triwizard Tournament came to Hogwarts. In the Triwizard Tournament, there's three witches or wizards picket from three of the largest schools in Europe. They compete in three very hard tasks, and the one who wins at the end, is given money and fame. You had to be seventeen to compete in the tournament, yet a Death Eater, who had went under disguise as the Auror, Alastor Moody, who was suppose to take Remus's place as the DADA professor, and he placed Harry's name in the Goblet of Fire."

"Let me guess, Harry's name was drawn?"

I nodded.

"Harry was only fourteen, but that year, they had four champions, instead of three. At the end of the tournament, Harry won, but Voldemort also came back to life."

"How?"

"The cup that signaled who won, was a Portkey. A Portkey, is another form of transportation. Harry and the other Hogwarts champion, Cedric Diggory, decided that they were going to take the cup together so they could win together. It teleported them to a graveyard. When Pettigrew escaped the year before, he went to Albania, where he found what was left of Voldemort. He took care of him, and he performed a ritual that brought Voldemort back. Cedric was killed."

I paused again.

"You can take a break if you'd like," he said.

"I apologize, Jasper. This point in my story is where things became unhappy."

I took a deep breath, then looked in his eyes.

"In 1995, not long after the school year ended, Dad moved back into his childhood home, and that became the headquarters for the new Order of the Phoenix. I went to Dumbledore a couple hours after Remus got the message, and asked to join."

I moved the neck of my dress down to show some of the scars.

"Any scar I still have was given to me by magic. Magical scars don't heal the same way."

He traced the scar that went across my collar bone.

"I dropped out of my Auror training, and I worked with the Order most of the time."

He squeezed my hand as I paused again.

"On June 18, 1996, two days before I turned twenty, my father was killed by my cousin, Bellatrix. The same one who killed my mother. Because we could prove that Peter Pettigrew was alive, Dad was cleared of all charges, but that night, Remus left me."

Anger flashed in his eyes.

"So he breaks up with you the same night your father died? The is cruel. Did he at least give a reason?"

I nodded.

"He told me, 'Alice, you know as well as I do, this was a mistake. It was a foolish crush. That's all it should have been.' I tried convincing him that it wasn't a mistake, but he told me that he didn't love me anymore. Not like I loved him."

I felt my throat tighten.

"Fred and George stayed with me through the next morning. Two weeks later, I moved back into my childhood home, and about a week after that, the Order sent me undercover as a Death Eater."

"Why would they do that?" Jasper asked. "You have every reason to hate the Death Eaters."

"But I also had every reason to hate the Order."

"You've lost me again."

"Think about it. Remus was a part of the Order, and he left me. My father seemed to favor his godson more than his daughter, seeing as all he left me was a little bit of the Black vault, and any Slytherin heirlooms that my family might have acquired. When my mother died, I got the house and her vault, and my parents joint vault considering Dad was in prison, so money wasn't an issue, but he left everything to Harry. To Dumbledore, it seemed that I would have more reason than anybody to want Harry gone."

"Did they believe you wanted to join?"

I nodded.

"Even if they didn't believe I was genuine, my gifts appealed to Voldemort. Not may witches or wizards can see the future, and not many could perform wandless magic. I was powerful, and Voldemort felt that it was better to be on my side than on the side I was fighting. I moved quickly through the ranks. All the way to the inner circle."

I let go of his hand, and pulled up my left sleeve.

"I was even branded with the Dark Mark, which only Voldemort's inner circle got."

"That was put there with magic?"

I nodded.

"Between the wars, it will resemble more of a scar. It will be more of a bright red outline, and that will make it easier to cover."

"This is why you thought I'd change my mind about you."

I nodded.

"I had to kill innocent people, torture people….when referring to Hermione, I usually refered to her as the 'Mudblood Granger."

"That doesn't change my opinion of you," Jasper said. "You did what you had to do to keep your cover."

"You're kind, and very forgiving. I don't think I entirely deserve it."

"I know what it's like to be in a war. I was a soldier in the Confederate Army during the American Civil War."

I gazed up at him curiously.

"Is that where these came from?"

I traced the scar above his eye, and then the ones on his jaw.

He shook his head.

"Those come from another type of war. I'll tell you about that later. Right now, I'm more interested in your story."

"Okay. So we're at June 30, 1997. On Dumbledore's orders, Severus killed Dumbledore to prove to Voldemort that Severus was not loyal to the Order. A fight broke out and Bill Weasley was mangled by a werewolf called Fenrir Greyback. This is the same werewolf who changed Remus. The difference between the two, was that when he attacked Remus, it was during a full moon. When he attacked Bill, he wasn't in his werewolf form, so Bill didn't become a true werewolf. I was starting to forgive Remus until that night. That night, Remus and my cousin Andromeda's daughter, Nymphadora had a row, because Nymphadora was in love with Remus. I later learned, Remus was in love with her two."

I paused and flipped through the picture book until I could find a photo of the two.

"They got married a couple weeks after. That was the thing with Remus. He said that we could get married, but we'd never have kids."

I paused and flipped the book the very back where the picture of Teddy and I was.

"That's Edward Remus Lupin. Remus and Nymphadora's son."

I looked back up at Jasper who was watching me carefully.

"The last thing I ever told Remus was that I hated him," I said as I shook my head. "I didn't hate him though. I was still in love with him."

I leaned my head back against the headboard and looked up at the ceiling.

"With Dumbledore dead, Voldemort was able to take over the school. Severus became the new headmaster, and I became sort of like the Deputy Headmistress. Although the official title was given to Alecto Carrow. But because Voldemort was only using me to track people, I spent most of my time at the castle. During Harry's fifth year, before Dad died, he formed the group that they called Dumbledore's Army. They met in secret in a part of the castle called the Room of Requirement. I used to go in and bring them food and make sure they were all okay."

"See? I knew you weren't a dark witch," Jasper said.

"I've used every one of the Unforgivable Curses. I've used one against a child….I couldn't live with what I had done. On May 2, 1998, Harry returned to Hogwarts. He, Ron, and Hermione had been looking for Horcruxes, and he thought the last one was at Hogwarts."

"Was it?"

I nodded.

"There were seven Horcruxes. Voldemort's diary, Salazar Slytherin's locket, his grandfather's ring, his snake Nagini, a goblet of Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw's diadem, and before Dumbledore died, he told Severus and I about the final Horcrux. It was Harry himself. When Voldemort went to kill Harry, and the spell rebounded, a piece of Voldemort's soul broke off, and attached itself to the only living thing it could find. Which was Harry."

"So Harry would have to destroy himself?"

I shook my head.

"Voldemort had to kill Harry. Then somebody else had to kill Voldemort after Harry was gone. When Harry returned, it sparked the final battle. We call it the Battle of Hogwarts. I fought the first half with the Death Eaters. There was sort of an intermission between the two halves of the battle. In that intermission, Voldemort told Harry that if he gave himself up, then Voldemort would leave Hogwarts untouched. He gave Harry and hour and in that hour, he allowed me to go see if I lost any of my family."

I closed my eyes, and suddenly, it felt like I was back in the Great Hall. I could see Fred and Remus's bodies, lying lifeless at my feet.

"I lost Fred and Remus. Nymphadora was killed as well, and whether I liked it or not, she was my family."

I opened my eyes, and turned to face Jasper.

"I lost my best friend, and the only man I ever loved in an instant. There was nothing I could do to bring them back."

He let go of my hand, and brought his hand up to my face.

"I'm sorry."

"Seeing them reminded me of why I couldn't live with myself. I had already decided that I would end my life, but that night, confirmed it. When that, I returned to the Forbidden Forest, and I waited. When Harry came, Voldemort already figured out that I wasn't loyal to him, but he wasn't going to let me go. He was going to force me to stay with the Death Eaters, and try to use me to get others to join. I watched him kill Harry."

I paused again, and closed my eyes.

"It destroyed the Horcrux, and then Neville Longbottom killed Nagini. It turns out Harry did die, but he came back to life. I avenged my mother and father by killing Bellatrix, and Harry killed Voldemort, and that was the end of the Second Wizarding War."

Jasper was still watching me. He hadn't moved his hand from my cheek.

"I went to every single funeral, and I decided I would tell my family I was moving to Italy. That was the only way I could think of them letting me go."

"They believed you didn't they?"

I nodded.

"On the night of Remus's funeral, we had a gathering at the Weasley house to remember the people we lost during the war. After that ended, I was walking around Ottery St Catchpole when Tobias found me. I passed out from fear and he carried me back to the hotel where he and Helen were staying. I thought maybe he had killed me, and when I opened my eyes and saw him, I thought he was God."

I laughed, and Jasper smiled.

"He and Helen explained everything to me, about James and his mate Victoria and why it was important that I changed into a vampire, and came back to this time. So I decided that I would make a replica of my body so my family would have some closure."

I looked into his eyes as I brought my hand to his cheek.

"When I was transforming, I saw you for the first time. I thought maybe something had went wrong, and that I died. I thought you were an angel. I knew then that I loved you. When I woke up, I saw you fully. I saw us meeting in Delphi's dinner, and Helen and Tobias told me about you. When they met us, we were dating."

Jasper closed his eyes as I traced his face.

"I don't think I'm still fully convinced that you're here."

He opened his eyes as I leaned away from him.

"I'm hardly an angel, Alice," Jasper said, as I took his hand again.

"You got me through my transformation. If anything, you're my angel."

We sat in silence for a moment before I dropped his hand and slid off the bed.

"Where are you going?" he asked, sitting up.

"You want to see the magic don't you?"

He nodded as I walked to the window, and closed the curtains. I rolled up my right sleeve and slipped off my holster.

"What do you want to see first?" I asked, taking my wand out of the holster, and setting the holster on the table.

"How about the Patronus Charm?"

I smiled and turned away from him, pointing my wand at the door.

I thought of the moment I saw Jasper for the first time during my transformation.

"Expecto Patronum!" I cried, and from the end of my wand, the silver dog jumped out the end. Jasper stepped closer, and looked at the dog that came up to his elbows.

"That's a very large dog," Jasper said.

I laughed.

"My father was slightly larger than that."

His eyes widened as I waved my wand again, causing the dog to disappear. I moved back to the table and placed my wand down on the table and walked back to the door.

"Ready?"

He nodded eagerly and I focused on pulling myself down into my Animagus form.

The shift happened very quickly, and Jasper watched with wide eyes.

He reached out his hand, but he didn't touch me.

Instead, I closed the space, by putting my head under his hand.

"Amazing," he whispered as he looked down at me.

I focused on returning to my human form, and when I returned, I was crouching on the floor, and his hand was still hovering over my head.

As I stood, his hand dropped to his side.

"You're amazing, you know that?"

I grinned as I shook my head.

"I'm hardly amazing."

"You are to me."

I smiled at him, and for the first time since I left Britain, even though we were in a motel, I felt like I was home.


I did mention that it was going to be long right? On Google Docs, which is where I write the chapters, the chapter itself equaled up to 28 pages, which is about double the size of a regular chapter that ranges anywhere from 12-15 pages. From this point, until I get to the point that I was at before removing the story, chapters are going to go up in twos, threes, and occasionally fours, so for a while, I may have a strange schedule. I am going to clear up something things first. I thought I mentioned it before, but I can't seem to find it. Sirius's Animagus was never given an exact height, and the La Push wolves are said to be the size of horses which can be anywhere from 4.5 feet tall to 6 feet. So assuming Sam is the largest wolf, we'll put him at about six feet tall, and I planned for Jacob and Sirius to be the same size, which is about 5'9'' to 5'8'' and then Alice is the same size as Leah, who is smaller than the males. I thought of those two at being around 5'5'', despite in the Twilight books, Alice is only 4'10'', and Leah is listed as being 5'6''. I hope that this give you all a good idea of how tall the wolves and Alice and Sirius's Animagus form would be.

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