Hey my faithful readers!! I couldnt have gotten to chapter 9 of this ff without you!! Here it is- just for you!! Hope you enjoy it- dont forget to review!! I love reviews- exp good ones- even if its "Cool" or "excellant" I still love it!! Ok- enough babbling- here's ur story!

Disclaimer- I dont own Harry Potter- but I do own Atalee!


{Sirius}

Knock knock knock.

"Sirius, may I come in?" I tried to ignore it- it had worked with everyone else.

Knock knock knock.

"You can't push me away like you've pushed everyone else away. I'll keep annoying you until you let me in."

"Fine," I said, sighing. The door opened and Remus stepped in. He closed the door behind him, and sat down on the opposite side, facing me; we sat in the silence for a little bit, but then he spoke.

"I know you'd be upset to hear of the hunters," Remus began," But you acting like that- I know it's not because of me being werewolf. So what's the real reason?" I couldn't hide it any longer- I had to let someone know.

"Atalee." Instantly, his face changed, and he began putting the pieces together.

"You think the woman Arthur was talking about earlier is Atalee?" he asked.

"I know it is," I told him," Almost seven months ago- when she disappeared for a month- she had in fact been staying here with me. She was safe- until she saw a hunter outside a month later- and decided it was risking my safety for her to be here. She left- and hasn't been back." The silence stretched on for a while, and then he broke it, and spoke.

"How was she?"

"Just like she was in school- spunky, funny, outgoing," I found myself smiling, but the smile soon disappeared, and I stopped. Remus looked at the floorboards for a couple minutes, and then looked up- pain in his eyes.

"It's not your fault," I said, the instant I saw his eyes. I knew that's what he was thinking- he always thought that when Atalee was in trouble- like now. He meekly nodded, but silently, I knew he was still slightly blaming himself.

"I'll keep it between us," Remus said, standing up," And I'll go and check around Ridge Cliff- see if there's some way I can check around and see if she's alright." I felt hope starting to rise.

"Really? Thank you Remus," I said, standing up," Just be careful- I don't want you to get caught by those stupid hunter people."

{Atalee}

Night came, and day left. I lay there, not daring to move. I had crept out earlier and almost got caught. A hunter had seen a little of me, but not enough to identify me- thank gosh. 'Well- let's give this another try, shall we?' I thought, and quietly as I could made my way out of the bushes. Slowly, I walked away, and kept walking, not stopping, unless I heard someone around. The whole time, I kept on alert- not letting anything get me off guard. I city lay up ahead, and I thought, 'Perfect- I could hide myself among the muggles. Hopefully the hunters aren't expecting that.' I made my way to the outskirts of the city, and soon, to the city itself. Walking around corners, I saw some cloths hanging out to dry; 'Lord, forgive me,' I thought, and walked toward the cloths. Minutes later, I emerged back onto the streets in dark khaki pants, a light pink shirt that fit around me pretty snugly, and a baggy hoodie. Pulling the hood over my head, I continued down the streets, and started acting like a normal muggle would- walking down the street, minding my own business.

"That look suits you well." I halted immediately, a small ounce of fear tugging at me.

"You know- you really know how to hurt someone," the voice continued, and I looked around, trying to pinpoint where it was coming from," That wasn't meant as an insult- just to let you know."

"Show yourself- if you dare," I growled, becoming slightly angry- which happened when I became agitated and scared at the same time.

"Is that anyway to talk to an old friend….Lele?" My heart stopped briefly, and I had to remember how to breathe. 'Only one person calls me that,' I thought, the panic slowly slipping away.

"Re…Remus?" I called out, and there he was, standing ten feet in front of me, near the shadows, with a small grin on his face- but the grin was slightly forced. 'He still blames himself for me being a werewolf,' I thought grimly.

"Hello, Atalee," he said, and motioned for me to come closer. I went to step nearer, but something stopped me.

"I…can't," I told him softly, my eyes trying to tell him why, without hurting his feelings.

"Totally understandable," he nodded," Would you feel better if you went back to where your heart truly lay?" I became slightly confused, and he continued.

"Once you figure it out- you'll know what to do next." With that, he disappeared into the shadows, and I was alone again. I stood there, wrapped in my thoughts- and then it clicked as I put all of what he had said together. '…Hurt someone…heart truly lay… I hurt Sirius emotionally the day I left… as much as it hurt me…,' I thought,' my heart always lays with Sirius…even though I never really paid much attention…'