A/N: woah I haven't written in agggggggggggggges. i'm very sorry to anyone who was reading this :S

i just lost the flow? i dont know haha i just didnt know what to write really. but i'm in a writing mood again, so i hope you enjoy it ahh

"You're a werewolf" The words fell out of Alexa's mouth before she had time to add any emotion to them, but they had just as much impact on the guilty looking man as they would have if she's screamed them.

The room was filled with a stunned silence, Dumbledore finally broke it."Well, I must say my dear girl, I did not expect that. Look at that, I think you may have given poor Professor Lupin a heart attack!" He said, his voice calm as ever.

Alexa, whom was still staring at Lupins face, had indeed noticed how it had gone from guilty to petrified with a second of her blurting out his true identity. The stunned Professor looked towards Dumbledore, as if subconsciously telling him he was not truly having a heart attack…just a few heart spasms maybe.

"Are-are you…dangerous?" The blonde asked, not really knowing why, for she already knew the answer.

Remus Lupin took a sharp intake of air through his nose before turning back to face her, then in a broken voice murmured, "Yes".

This admission seemed to erase the calmness from Dumbledore's face and he stood up so sharply that for a moment Alexa was certain that the old wizard was going to attack Lupin. "Now, now Remus! We both know that is not true. Professor Lupin takes Wolfsbane potion, Miss. Coles. It enables him to keep his own mind once transformed…but I must ask, how did you know of Remus'…condition?"

"I went to the ministry of magic once…saw his face on a file, it was a list of werewolves I think… I- I'm sorry, have I offended you Professor Lupin? I didn't mean to say it so bluntly I swear, I was just so angry and then I remembered where I'd seen you from and it just sort of…slipped out really"

Lupin's eyes bulged, "Offended? Alexa…do not apologise to me, it should be I apologising to you! I've deceived you and the rest of my classes, I should never have taken this job, it's just too risky-"

Dumbledore cut into his speech by raising his hand, "Shush now, the pair of you. I think that Alexa here is quite fine about your condition Remus, and will not disclose the information to anyone, am I correct?"

Alexa nodded, looking sympathetically at Lupin.

"And therefore, there is no need for you to start regretting accepting this job, am I correct Remus?"

Professor Lupin looked slightly hesitant, but dipped his head as a sign of agreement. Professor Dumbledore smiled and clapped his hands together, "Excellent! Now…I do believe it's Lunch time, and I have heard rumours that there will be peanut and jam sandwiches, what a brilliantly odd mixture, American I think" and went to leave his office.

"Wait! What about my dad!?!" Alexa yelled, causing the beared man to stop at the doorway.

A look of disappointment mixed with humour crossed his face, as if he had indeed been hoping that the slytherin had forgotten about the subject, however momentarily. He sighed, "Alexandria"

"Don't call me that"

"Alexa… you have a right to know, yes. But I feel that it is-" he paused, trying to phrase what he had to say correctly "-it is in your best interest to remain ignorant for now"

"I don't understand? Why can't you just tell me?" The blonde said, becoming heated once more.

Footsteps could be heard coming up towards the headmasters office, the lanky body of a certain potions master was soon in view, he stopped when he saw the door open and three desperate faces, two desperate to hide the truth and one desperate to know it.

"So you've told her she's the spawn of a serial killer then?"

And once more, silence filled the room.

Snape smirked, knowing perfectly well that Alexa Coles had not been informed of who her father was previous to his enterance. Dumbledore looked severely at the Potions master, whom was purposely avoiding eye contact with him and instead gazed at the young witch with a taunting look in his empty black eyes. No one seemed to want to break the silence, or maybe they did but no words would come. Lupin suddenly clamped his hand down on Alexa's shoulder, as if aware that she was about to do another runner, her eyes were flicking side to side in what would have been a comical matter if it were not for the seriousness of the situation, rapidly she was fitting all the pieces of the puzzle together.

"A murderer escaped from Azkaban…I knew him, he may come after me, it's better your not here…"

"She's just like her good for nothing father"

"You have to keep the secret from her"

And then more memories came flooding back, memories she did not realise she had. She was about six years old, her mother was in the garden talking to a neighbour, she went into her mums room to find the doll her mum had confiscated because she threw it at a dog in her temper, she opened her mums wardrobe and spotted a small, metal chest with complicated patterns and swirls carved into it, she tried to open it but it showed no intention of doing so. Rage filled her young body, her hands felt like fire, with all her force she pulled at the latch on the chest and it melted in her burning hands, shocked rang through her body but was quickly replaced with the previous curiosity and she peering inside the now lidless box. It contained lots of parchments and a few odd trinkets such as a pretty gold necklace, her hands now cool, she reached into the chest and pulled at some of its contents, there was a photo, it was of her mum and a man with wavy dark hair and a dazzling smile, her smile.

But could this man be a murderer? He looked so friendly in that photo, surely he was not her dad? But it seemed right, why had she forgotten this memory? Had she questioned her mum about the picture or had she simply been more interested in finding her doll? And could the handsome man in the picture, with his icey eyes and charming grin be Sirius Black… she thought of the wanted posters, he did had dark hair and of course, being in Azkaban would have greatly altered his appearance. It would explain why she had to go stay with the Malfoys and it would explain her mothers depression all these years, and it would definitely explain why no one would tell her who her father was. Who would want to know that they were the daughter of a notorious and hated killer…the man, if she had once heard correctly, was the reason for Harry Potter's parents death.

"Sirius Black" She whispered, looking at her feet. She could not bring herself to make eye contact with the three men that stood around her. She could not say anything else, she was finding it hard to breathe and she felt really really- "I think I'm going to throw up"

And breaking free of Lupin's grasp, she flung herself out of the office and ran to the toilets.

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