A couple of weeks later was the next trip to Hogsmeade, everyone was bustling to get over the bridge, well, almost everyone. I was rushing around the castle looking for Harry, he was supposed to stay in the castle, that was McGonagall's orders, but he was nowhere to be seen. I could not go to a teacher until I found out if I was simply missing him or if he had been taken.

I was standing in the Great Hall when realisation hit me as to where he had gone, "oh, you idiot," I chastised myself, I reached out with my mind, and found Harry just on the edge of my range. He was heading towards Hogsmeade, but he was not crossing the bridge, he was under the lake, probably in a passageway."Dammit Harry," I ran in the direction I had sensed him, but was drawn up short, his mind was gone, he had passed beyond my range. All I could tell was that he had not been kidnapped, he had not been panicking, he was excited, 'oh that idiot, if he gets killed it's his fault,' I thought as I weighed up my options.

'Option number one, I tell a teacher, they go to Hogsmeade, may or may not find Harry, Harry gets in trouble. Two, I go to Hogsmeade, find Harry, drag him back to the castle, we might get caught and both get in trouble. Three, I wait for him to get back, if he does not come back, raise the alarm, Black could get away in that time. Chances are, he is wearing his cloak, Black will not be able to capture him if he keeps wearing it, so I think, my best option is the third one.'

Coming to that conclusion I returned to the room I shared and dug out Dad's last letter, it contained the report he submitted when Black was arrested. He was charged with assisting the enemy, seventy accounts of revealing magic to muggles and thirteen counts of murder. One of his victims, a Peter Pettigrew had been almost totally destroyed, leaving only a finger in his place. Black had been tried and convicted without due process, he had not been allowed to even make a plea or argue his defence, his sentence had been fourteen life sentences, which seemed a little ridiculous, seeing as he would only be able to serve one.

'Something about this doesn't add up, if Black was a Death Eater then Pettigrew's body would have survived, the killing curse does not vaporise people, and no spell vaporises someone except for one finger, especially not the magic that can be learnt by a wand user. Now, unless Pettigrew apparated and went into hiding, too nervous to come out of hiding since, which would appear to be justified as Black has escaped from Azkaban.' The only evidence had been witness accounts by muggles, they claimed bright lights from both wizards and that Black instigated the fight, as well as circumstantial evidence with him being the secret keeper. 'Black had been publicly planned to be Harry's parents' secret keeper, but that does not seem right, no-one publicises their secret keeper, it is a recipe for disaster, unless, who else did they trust?'

I ran to the library and found the old yearbooks, I skipped through until I found one with Harry's parents in, inside was a group picture, it had Sirius Black, Lupin, and three people I did not know, the little type underneath named them as James Potter, Lily Evans and Peter Pettigrew, they were happy and smiling together, looked like they were friends. 'Assuming that Black was not the secret keeper, but was instead a decoy, then who was? Well, if Black was not the secret keeper then the other secret keeper would have given away the information, and James would probably have told Black who the secret keeper was. Then when the secret keeper betrayed them, Black would probably have been the only person who knew who the secret keeper was, he would then go and confront them and in the heat of the moment, kill them. It was Pettigrew, Pettigrew was the traitor, if it had been Lupin or anyone else, Black would have gone after them, I see it now, if it was Pettigrew then everything fits into place, I need to see Lupin.' I returned the book to the shelf and left the library.

I found Lupin in his office, "Professor, can I talk to you please?" Lupin looked up and regarded me with tired eyes, he smiled.

"Of course Janet, what can I do for you?"

"It's about Black," Lupin froze and set down his pen.

"I see," he pressed his fingertips together, "I take it that the envelope you are holding is Black's arrest document and report."

I nodded, "the evidence does not add up, Black being publicly the secret keeper, Pettigrew being vaporised, and Black attacking him, rather than going into hiding. Then I started thinking, what if Black was not the secret keeper? So, working off that assumption, I went to the library and looked in the year books, I found pictures of you, Lily, James, Peter and Sirius. So, I wondered to myself, if Black had known who the secret keeper was and he found out the keeper betrayed them, what would he do? Well, would he confront and arrest the man who had just betrayed and indirectly killed his friend, no, he'd probably try to kill him, am I right?"

"It does fit, and I doubted that Black was the secret keeper as well," Lupin said pensively, "you don't normally tell anyone who the secret keeper is. But, even I was not told if that was what happened, I was a little busy at the time, and had not been to see them in a while, in fact, I was travelling to see them when they died."

"But that leaves the most important question. Where's Pettigrew?" I asked, "he did not die in that alley, any spell that would have destroyed his body like that would have left more mess than one finger, no, he went into hiding, we just need to find him. If we find him, we will be able to prove my theory, we will"

"To think I spent all these years thinking my best friend was a traitor and a murderer, I am such a fool," Lupin buried his head in his hands, sounding close to tears.

"Hey, it's okay," I said awkwardly, trying to comfort him, "the case looked really convincing superficially, it was only when I read it through the third time that I realised they had added one and one and gotten three," Lupin looked up and smiled weakly, he then shot up in his chair.

"I think Pettigrew is in the castle," he said suddenly looking up, a look of sudden understanding in his eyes, "that's why Black is here. But, how is he hiding? I should warn you, Peter was paranoid about protecting himself, especially his mind, he was a highly skilled occlumencer, I doubt you would find his mind, even as strong as a legilimencer as you are. As for his body, well, he's an unregistered animagus, as is Black, Peter turns into a rat and Black turns into a large black dog. So, be warned, Peter could be in any corner, under any ledge, in any drain, in any cupboard and if he knows you are looking for him, he'll kill you."

"Oh great, I have to find a rat in a castle when I cannot use magic to find his mind, this is not the needle in the hay stack, this is the needle in a hayloft, this might take a while." I sighed in defeat, there was no way I could find him, unless I found Black and hoped he had an idea, but that would require finding Black. "I'm glad Black is not a murderer on the loose, Harry went to Hogsmeade."

Lupin rubbed the bridge of his nose, "I told old McGonagall that he wouldn't stay, even with you watching him too much like his father that one, why didn't you stop him?"

"I am not allowed to leave the school site, and when I found out he was leaving he was already just on the edge of the range of my legilimency, I couldn't stun him, he was under that invisibility cloak of his, and even if I could, I was sure Harry would be fine, that was before I knew Black was a part-time pooch, I would have gone after him if I had known that. Besides, I'm going to make sure he doesn't do that again, he scared me half to Hades."

"Don't tell anyone about Black, not until we have Peter to prove it, act like you still think he is a murderer, just until we have proof," Lupin said, I nodded and walked out the office, leaving Lupin alone with his thoughts.

When Harry came back later I was waiting, as soon as I felt his mind come into range I sent a thought at him, 'Harry a word please.'

'Hi Janet,' came Harry's reply, his mind was rather nervous.

When Harry came inside the castle I grabbed his arm and pulled him into a side room, I was angry about him leaving the castle when he did not know if Black was out there ready to kill him. "What the Hades were you thinking?" I asked him levelly, Harry gulped. "Oh, I know, you weren't," I shouted, "you knew you were supposed to stay in the castle with me, I was told to protect you, Harry." I quietened down again, "you may have defeated Voldemort with whatever magic your Mum put on you, and you may have killed a weakened Basilisk, but you are not a duellist. Black is, Black fought in the war, Black killed Pettigrew, someone else who fought in the war, wizards who fought in the war tend to know how to duel, but you don't, the only lessons you've had are basic defence and Lockhart and he doesn't count, meanwhile, I'm an experienced duellist, I have duelled wizards, defeated a Minotaur, a Harpy, a Cyclops, Harry, I'm trying to protect you, please, just see that."

"You say I'm an inexperienced duellist, then train me, teach me how to do the magic you do, please Janet," he pleaded, I took a sharp intake of breath as I considered it.

"You wouldn't even be able to do most of what I can, my Greek magic comes from Mum, you have to have the spark, and you don't, and seeing as we've already determined you can't do occlumency I can't teach you legilimency. I don't think there's that much of what I use in duels that I can teach you, I could help your accuracy, but that's something you can do by yourself, it's mostly practice."

"Then help me practice," Harry said looking at me with a pathetic look on his face.

"Fine, these are the conditions, I will help you improve as a duellist, on Hogsmeade days we will find somewhere and I will teach you to duel, but you will not run off into Hogsmede again."

Harry hugged me tightly, before releasing me, blushing in embarrassment, "thanks Janet, this means a lot to me."