Here, since you guys have been such a great crowd, I've decided to write this chapter the same day as the release the of last chapter. I will begin bringing this story to a head soon, including starting to destroying the Horcruxes starting next chapter. I do hope you enjoy this chapter, and thank you for your support.

Chapter X

Harry waited pateintly as Lupin appeared in the dinning room, looking confused as to why he was summoned to the Granger household. Seeing an uneasy Hermione, two distraught Grangers, and a fully pissed off Harry Potter let him know that this wasn't going to be a pleasant visit.

"Harry. I got your message. What's wrong?" He asked, hoping he wasn't the one at fault.

He'd heard enough to know that a pissed Harry was a dangerous thing.

"We're still waiting on two of our numbers to join us. Please have a seat Moony."

Remus sat down, all while looking at everyone with confusion. After only a few minutes wait before a loud pop announced the arrival of Sirius, who Harry had asked to get Snape. Said Black moved quickly to hid behind his godson.

"Please save me." He whimpered.

Harry was about to ask what happened when a scream sounded just after the second pop.

"BLACK!"

Harry watched as Severus Snape entered the room, his hair bright red with gold streaks in it. Remus spotted Harry's livid face and knew it wasn't time for jokes. The fist to Sirius' face was defiantly a clue. Sirius fell back as Harry advanced on the man, anger on his face as Sirius stemmed the blood from his now broken nose.

"God damn it, Sirius! This is a serious matter and you have to pull a fucking prank! Get your head out of your ass and stop joking around! For fuck's sake, act like a damn adult for once in your life!" Harry yelled at him.

Snape, however, spotted this exchange, and he was honestly curious as to what had caused Harry to punch Sirius in the face, despite the fact that it was an amusing sight. Sirius, however, didn't speak and looked up at Harry with a hint of fear on his face as he undid the charm on Snape. Harry took a deep breath as Hermione hugged him from behind. After several minutes of silence, Harry spoke.

"I apologize for my idiot of a Godfather. I asked both you and Moony here because of something we discovered this morning. And it really pisses me off to tell you the truth."

Snape nodded his understanding and sat at the table as Harry held up a piece of parchment.

"What do either of you two know about a Melissa Snape?" He asked.

Snape face went from curiosity to shock, to confusion as Remus answered.

"I remember a young girl, about a year behind us at Hogwarts by that name. She was cute from what I remember, but I didn't really speak with her other than during class projects we were assigned." He answered.

"She…was my sister. Well, half sister. She indeed went to Hogwarts the year behind me. Gifted at potions and a friendly person." He spoke aloud, trying not to let an emotions pass his face, but failing.

"What…what happened to her?" Harry asked quietly.

"She…died. My…father…wasn't the nicest man. He ended up getting her and himself killed in a drunken car accident." He paused and looked at Harry. "Why is my sister important to what we were called her for?"

Harry handed the paper to Remus, who looked it over in curiosity. His eyes widened before he looked from the paper to Hermione and back to the paper.

"Im-impossible."

Snape took the paper and soon enough, his reaction matched Remus' exactly.

"Moony." He began. "I'd like your permission to look at your memories involving Melissa. I have a hunch, but I need more evidence."

Remus only nodded before Harry dived into his mind. Everyone watched as the two remained perfectly still. It was over thirty minutes until either blinked, with Remus looking confused. Harry, however, looked angrier than he had earlier.

"That whiskered old, evil, manipulative, God damn, son of a bitch!"

Snape raised a single eyebrow as Harry turned to him.

"Professor, I'd like you to examine my memories and see if you come to the same conclusion as I did. Just give me a sec to lower my shields." Harry waited a split second before nodding.

Snape entered Harry's mind and looked over the memories and information Harry had gathered. This trip was significantly longer before either were moving again. Snape looked shocked and angered as Harry tried to control his temper.

"This…can't be." Snape muttered.

Moony nodded.

"Yes. I think I would remember if I had a daughter."

"Or a niece." Snape responded.

"Unless a certain headmaster altered memories. Just wish I had more of a clue than 9:45."

"Actually, that is Albus' tell. It's how I know which memories he has altered." Snape explained.

"Tell?"

"Every wizard who is able to manipulate memories, leaves a tell. It's not something done on purpose, more of an automatic thing." Snape explained, still coming to grips that the old bastard had mucked around in his head. "Albus always left 9:45, a reference for three-quarters past nine, or nine and three-quarters."

"So why did he do it?" Remus asked.

"I want to know myself." Snape grumbled.

"So we can't really come up with why he did it? Why he chose us to raise Hermione?" Jack asked.

Miranda placed a hand on his shoulder, clearly upset.

"She's still our daughter, Jack. Despite whatever he did, we raised her, and love her."

He nodded and took her hand in his, both heading out of the kitchen, leaving Harry, Remus, Severus, and Hermione. Hermione looked up at the two, uneasily.

"I really don't know what I'm supposed to do. You're my father and you're my uncle, but…"

"You don't know what you should feel." Remus finished.

She nodded her head as Snape rubbed his temples.

"It's going to be difficult, but I suppose if we put the effort into it, we could manage something." He replied.

Remus nodded his head.

"I agree. I don't expect to ever be called 'dad' by you, as for one, I did not raise you. Your parents are Miranda and Jack Granger, despite what the test says."

Snape smirked.

"I think I can deal with eventually being called Uncle Severus. Not like I have any children of my own to pass on the Prince genes."

Remus scowled before he looked back at the paper.

"I just wish I could remember when I got the courage to even ask her out."

"We'll find away to restore your memories, Moony, Professor. I just don't know if I'm going to kill the headmaster, or let you maul him, Mr. Moony."

Remus grinned feral grin.

"Mr. Moony would love a chance to sink his claws into the old bastard. Preferably during a full moon."

Snape sighed and rubbed his temples.

"Figures. Of all things, I find out my sister mated with a marauder. Why do you hate me so?" He asked no one in particular.

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Harry watched as Hermione and her parents enjoyed themselves out by the pool, having settled whatever issues had come up from the test last week. He was happy that they seemed to stay close, just like a family should.

"You knew." He asked the pressance he felt appear behind him.

"Yes. I did." Fate responded.

"How does this change things?" He asked her.

She paused, looking over the Grangers.

"She should have found out last time. But then again, you weren't the smartest person to speak with."

Harry snorted.

"You got that right…Luna."

Fate smirked before she changed into the appearance of the person he knew as Luna Lovegood.

"How'd you know?" She asked.

Harry glanced over at her, smiling.

"It was a guess, but the fact is, I know Luna well enough to know her tells. You got that far off look when you spaced out, just like Luna. But my question is, how are you here, and she's still here at the same time." He asked.

Luna smiled.

"Time has no meaning in the afterlife, Harry. I am indeed Luna Lovegood, however, the Luna in the time period is my younger self. You see, it takes a special mind to cope with the demands of the job of Fate. I was selected as the next to carry the title after the last Fate's time was up." She explained, shifting back to her appearance as Fate.

"You just said time has no meaning." He pointed out.

"As in, I can go to the past or the future, or remain in all three at the same time. But years on a contract still count. It just means something different on the other side."

Harry nodded and sighed.

"I'm sorry I haven't spoken with your younger self yet, I just kinda spaced out on it."

She shook her head.

"Think nothing of it. You'll meet me soon enough. Now, I do have a warning. The Dementors will becoming soon. I'd suggest being ready. Have the Grangers go indoors in twenty minutes and then drive them off."

"What about the ministry?" He asked.

She smirked.

"Best part about having Sirius here, they will assume he cast the charm. After all, he was held in Azkaban for thirteen years. Certain…hallucinations can occur…"

Harry chuckled as he felt her fade away. When the allotted time passed, Harry made the suggestion for the Grangers to head in and get ready for dinner. He himself watched the walk inside moments before he felt the familiar chill of the air that had only seconds ago been so warm and pleasant. He turned and spotted the pair of Dementors approaching and took a calming breath before walking toward them.

"Hey fellas! What's happening?" He called out.

Sirius, who had been inside, felt the approached and had already grabbed his wand, moving to ward of the Dementors, when he heard Harry. Coming out back and seeing Harry wave at the creatures made him, once more, question just how sane his godson was. Harry grinned as they got closer, feeling them slam against his mental walls, trying to find his happiness.

"That's right you bastards." he muttered. "Just a little closer."

The Dementors were almost upon him when he acted. Pulling out his wand, he thought of his happiest thought, which wasn't even a memory or anything else. It was picturing the possible future family with Hermione.

"EXPECTO PATRONUM!" He screamed out.

A massive stag burst from his wand and slammed it's antlers into the gut of the closest one. The creature doubled over, before the patronus turned and donkey kicked the Dementor in the head, knocking it backwards. It quickly realized this was not going to go well and took off in the other direction while the second one seemed braver, making a bring it on gesture to the stag. Prongs happily complied and rushed the second one, jabbing it's antlers where the face would be. Harry watched in amusement as it tried to pull the antler away, only to be lifted up and tossed over the stag. Just before it landed, Prongs turned around and rushed it. Coming to what limited common sense it had, it too, turned tail and ran, hurrying from the patronus before more harm came to it. Prongs snorted as it watched the Dementor flee before fading away. Harry sighed and relaxed just before Sirius ran over to Harry, smacking him in the back of the head.

"What the hell were you thinking?"

Harry grinned.

"That the Head of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black could have had a hallucination about of pair of Dementors attacking him and his godson at his girlfriends home, and drove them off with his Godson's wand."

Sirius blinked before letting out a bark like laugh.

"Worthy of the Marauders." He chuckled.

Harry smirked.

"For the old Marauders, maybe, but under par with the second generation."

Sirius shook his head and held out his hand for the wand.

"Alright, I guess if we have to make this convincing, I have to leave now."

Harry dropped his hand in Sirius his wand and the Black Apperated to the Ministry. Harry went back inside and greeted the Grangers who had no idea what had transpired outside. He just had to wait for Sirius to return.

-x-x-x-x-x-

Meanwhile, Sirius had just appeared in the Ministry Atrium, looking livid. The security guard walked over to him, looking confused.

"Mister Black? Is there something I can do for you?" He asked.

"Yeah. You can tell me why I just had to run two Dementors off my Godson's girlfriends home."

The guard blinked in confusion before another man came off the nearest lift, an official looking warrant in his hand.

"George, we've got a warrant for Harry Potter."

The man paused and looked over at Sirius, and looked just a tad bit scared.

"Oh, so you can come to arrest my Godson, but you can't control Dementors?" He demanded.

The man blinked.

"Umm…what do you mean Dementors? Are you sure?"

"I SPENT THIRTEEN YEARS NEAR THEM, I'M PRETTY SURE I CAN RECOGNIZE THEM!" He yelled.

The guard seemed disturbed as the man who had the warrant looked at the wand.

"That your wand sir?"

Sirius shook his head.

"No. I used my Godson's because I couldn't find mine. Now I want the Ministry to launch an official investigation as to why two Dementors are wondering around on their own."

The guards looked at each other, before the one with the warrant turned and left while the guard looked at Sirius, nodding his head.

"I'll write up the request and send it to the DMLE. We'll contact you later."

Sirius nodded and headed back, but not before he heard the warrant getting torn in half. Sirius smirked as he left.