Another chapter! YAY! And I actually have a message for all my fabulous readers (other than the huge thank yous for the GREAT reviews):

I have been thinking of the future for Zaria and have come to the conclusion that you might want a romance in this later on. The question on my mind is who? So, I have made a poll on my profile for you to vote (there is the choice of 'No one' if you think that she shouldn't be with anyone in the future). If you don't want to vote, you can answer in a review or PM. I just want to be certain on who YOU think is right for her.

Wow! That was long! Anyways if you have any questions; ask. And...enjoy!

-Chapter 10-

Sirius Black

Remus gave a dramatic intake of breath, hastily standing along with Dumbledore. I looked at them, bored. But, like many other fans, I saw a chance; and I took it.

"Well, this is a very Sirius situation." I stated, met by many glares.

"This isn't funny!" Remus growled.

"No, it's Sirius." I agreed.

"A murderous convict has been spotted near Hogwarts, and you're cracking jokes!" McGonagall said incredulously.

"Wait...Wha-?" I stopped, laughing at my own stupidity. "Right! You don't know yet! Silly me!"

"Don't know what, Miss Night?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

D'oh! I thought, doing an imaginary face-palm. "Uh...That Black is probably going to run away now – he's not going to get any further."

There was a mix of relieved sighs floating around the room. I rolled my eyes. Their fear was just ridiculous. They were afraid of a man (innocence aside) that has been physically and mentally weakened for thirteen years! He probably couldn't even hurt a fly if he tried! Now, I say probably. Despite his state, he still managed to drag thirteen year-old Ron and fight off a werewolf...

"That is good news," Dumbledore nodded. "However, I want you, Remus, to board the Hogwarts Express along with the students; just in case."

Whilst Remus nodded, I blinked. So that's why Remus was on the train! That's one question off my list answered! Well, it was pretty coincidental. Since, if Remus wasn't on the train, Harry would have probably been kissed. Probably in more ways than one. Dementors these days...Pervy little creatures; sucking on people's mouths like that. When will they learn?

"Are you sure, professor?" Remus asked uncertainly.

"I trust Miss Night's judgement completely," Dumbledore answered, sending me a look that made me feel guilty. Damn it!

"However, I would like to discuss things with you in private, Remus," Dumbledore continued seriously. "So, if Miss Night would mind...?"

"No, of course not." I mumbled, getting up and leaving with McGonagall.

I sat down on one of the chairs, considering what they were talking about. They were talking about me. That was obvious. But what about me? I guess I could only wait and see...

-Dumbledore's Office-

(Third person)

"What do you wish to discuss, sir?"

Dumbledore looked a bit worried. "It seems that Miss Night has shown a wish to go looking for Black."

"WHAT?" Remus bellowed. "Why? Black means nothing to her! She hardly knows him!"

Dumbledore nodded. "I understand that, Remus, but think; what if, in the future Black does something that Miss Night wants to confront? What if he kills someone of importance? What if he does something that causes tragedy? Do you think, with that information, that Miss Night would just wait and twiddle her thumbs for that to happen?"

Remus paced back and forth in the office. "Why doesn't she tell anyone then? An adult?"

"I doubt she trusts us enough," Dumbledore replied sombrely. "Either that or she doesn't want to affect the future too much, which is, I must admit, a smart move."

"Why are you telling me this, then?" Remus asked curiously.

"I am telling you this because, like I have said previously, I don't want her to be put into any danger. If the knowledge she holds get's put into the wrong hands, it could mean the end to peace and tranquillity all together. It would mean a bloodbath; Voldemort winning. I do not wish this to happen." Dumbledore explained.

"So, you want me to stop her...how?"

"Just keep a close eye, that's all you can really do." Dumbledore said pleasantly, sitting back down.

That's helpful, Remus thought dryly as he looked at the twinkle-eyed man. "I'd best be off – make sure that she doesn't get into any trouble."

Dumbledore smiled. "Yes, yes – goodbye Remus."

Remus was just out the door, but then he paused and turned back around. "Who will take care of Zaria for the day I'm gone?"

Dumbledore's eyes shone. "I'm sure Severus wouldn't mind much."

Remus smiled grimly. She was not going to like that. "Of course, professor. Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

He walked out of the office and to the little waiting room, where he looked at the curious girl in one of the few seats.

"Why do you look so amused?"

~~~~Zaria POV~~~~

"It looks like someone else will have to take care of you when I leave for Kingcross Station," Remus sighed dramatically, as I kept pace with him easily.

We were walking back to his office. To probably study. Uch!

"What do you mean?" I asked.

All he had given me was hints, clues and dramatic, mocking sighs. I wanted to know what the hell was going on dammit! I didn't want to guess it!

"Though, I'm sure you'd enjoy his company very much..." Remus continued as if I hadn't asked anything. "Maybe even more than mine..."

I frowned. "What are you getting at?"

"I'm sure he'd love your company also; he is quite lonely..."

"Wait a minute..." I trailed off as all the clues clicked in my head. "NO!"

Remus burst out laughing.

"NO! You-you-can't-I-um-I'll run away! I'll run away and never come back!" I threatened.

Remus sobered up pretty quickly. "You wouldn't dare."

"It was only a joke!" I argued feebly. "Lighten up – jeez!"

He stopped. I had to backtrack to get back to him. He was staring down at me incredulously.

"Did you just tell me to lighten up?" He asked.

I nodded slowly. "Yes, what are you getting at now?"

He continued the journey to his office, me following close behind, but his steps were slower. As if he wanted to stretch out this walk as much as possible.

"Did you not remember, last night, I explained to you the rules?" Remus asked calmly.

I smirked. "Ah – the rules – binding me in a terrible decision of being a no-good, goody-goody or disobeying you. Though whichever path I take would leave me in disaster. Either end up loathing myself or washing the dishes for eternity. How tragic."

He looked at me oddly.

"Oh c'mon!" I exclaimed. "I may look like an idiot – but I'm pretty smart! Why did you think that hat shouted Ravenclaw? It wasn't for fun!"

He snapped out of it quickly. "I was hoping that these rules would clarify that you were to behave - be polite."

"I wouldn't count on it..." I sang.

"I can see that now..." he mumbled.

I laughed. "Too late, my friend!"

He sighed, before stopping again. "Look, I understand that you won't really take these rules seriously, and that I –along with the rest of the staff- are going to have to give off a lot of punishments soon. But there's a new one that I really want you to take seriously."

If he hadn't looked so worried, I would have laughed at him. I held it in. "Go on."

"Stay away from Black," he told me grimly, I looked at him in shock. Well, that was going to difficult things. "He's dangerous."

"Okay." I said slowly.

"I'm serious, Zaria," he said. "This is the golden rule – I don't want you to break it."

I almost groaned. He just had to go say that, didn't he?