A/N - updated 3/2/17. Thanks to sonotawriter for betaing.

Thanks to Silver Magiccraft - Who commented on how Hermione/Jeans Patronus changes back to her Otter in the first version put up without any mention of the change. I had originally cut out the scene showing it switching for the first time (Her teaching Sirius the charm) but this comment convinced me to go ahead and put it in.

Also thanks to inuyashas22 - I know the next sentence cleared it up - but I still took a second look to see if I could make the sentence clearer.

*More thanks below that might/kind of hint at future happenings.

What's happened so far:

Ch9: Jean and Trevor find out that they're going to a Wedding (that Katie and Jane are also going to) and will need fitting Muggle Styled attire. James, Sirius, and Peter take bets on Jean and Remus. While Jean and Trevor try to figure out just how they can save everyone without giving away their advantage Remus doubts his future and the help of the OWLs to it. James is feeling on top of the world after giving Lily her present and getting a kiss on the cheek.

Ch10: Sirius asks Jean to teach him the Patronus Charm. Trevor sends Wemsi to wake Jean from a nightmare, and Wemsi brings Dobby to talk to the Orwells, Dumbledore, and Hagrid. Dumbledore destroys several Vanishing Cabinets, and Trevor is stolen by the Marauders for a day of troublemaking (Where they throw McLaggen in the Lake and boobytrap Filch's office with DungBombs).


Neville and the Do-Over

Chapter 11: Valentines and Trouble

(Saturday, February 14th, 1976.)

"Hey Jean," James smiled, "Katie, Lucinda." He nodded to them, as they approached (the rather empty) Gryffindor table.

"You're here early James, where are Trevor, Remus, and Sirius?" Jean asked trying not to sound suspicious.

"Still getting ready." James shrugged. "Didn't Lily, Trish, and Jane meet at the entrance like normal?" James asked, trying to peer behind the three girls.

"Katie, Lucinda, could I have a word alone with James?" Jean asked, sitting down across from him.

"Sure, we'll be in the hall." Katie said with a smile. Lucinda nodded and followed Katie out.

"You wouldn't be planning to ask Lily out again would you James?"

"Why wouldn't I? Things have been great! She doesn't frown when I sit next to her, and she has barely yelled at me." His grin was somewhere between that of an overexcited six-year-old and a madman.

"Things have been great between you two." Jean nodded. "You haven't hexed random people or Severus, you have been doing your homework, and you haven't smothered her with compliments. You're making great headway."

"But?" James sighed sourly.

"But she is dreading today – that you will do something to ruin her day – because it's Valentine's day."

"What am I suppose to do? Just give up?"

"Of course not. You're supposed to play the long game."

"How long?"

"If you really love her, does it matter?"

"So what, I just ignore her?"

"No, don't be stupid. You say 'hello'. You say 'Good morning Lily, happy Valentine's day' and you give her that smile that you always do. The one that says 'you are my everything' and then you drop it and act like you did last night or the day before." Jean explained.

"That's it? How is that suppose to show her how much I care?"

"By giving her the day she wants. By surprising her, by doing not what you want to, but what she wishes."

"Fine Jean." He sighed, dropping his head to the table.

~.~.~


"Mail." Sirius called to the table as the first owl entered the Great Hall. James, sitting on the other side of Sirius, plucked his plate from the table. Remus and Peter, across the table, sighed and followed suit.

"That tone would better fit 'bomb'." Jean said to Sirius, from beside him. Looking around at their friends, Jean and Trevor found while the boys held their plates aloft the girls were making a clearing in the middle of the table between them.

"It's Valentine's Jean-Bean." Sirius smirked, holding his plate nearly behind his back. "You really want to move that." He nodded at her plate. "You too Trev." He spoke up and looked over her head to Trevor.

"Alright." She sighed, picking her plate up before the first of the coming barrage of letters and packages rained down on them. "Does this happen to you every year?"

"No, only last year was like this." Sirius barked with a fit of laughter.

"Lots of lessons learned that day." James' laughed with Sirius.

"Did every girl in school send you chocolate?" Jean gasped at the pile beside her.

"No, of course not – unless you and Lily did." He winked at her missing James' scowl that preceded a punch to the shoulder. "Oi!" He yelped holding his shoulder, glaring at James. "That barely counted!" He protested, but James only shrugged smugly as he sat back down.

"Wow." Trevor breathed looking at his own, pile before him (sitting next to a matching pile in front of Jean), as he opened one of the boxes of chocolates.

"No!" Echoed the table. Sirius was reaching over Jean, Remus reaching across the table, and even Katie (and Lucinda behind her) reached out: all trying to knock the chocolate from his hand before he could eat it.

"Never just eat Valentine's Day chocolate!" James' scolded. "Are you trying to get dosed with love potion? Or hexed?

"And don't," Sirius slapped the letter from Trevor's hand, "touch the letter's either!"

"We should have gone over Valentine's Day safety with them, before breakfast." Remus sighed, clearing a place for his plate again before continuing his breakfast. "And could you hurry up and check it all?" He groaned, rubbing his face with one hand. "The smell is overwhelming." He hissed to James in barely a whisper.

"At least we can just vanish the bad ones now." Sirius sighed, as he vanished a box.

"You really do have to check all of your post on Valentines." Lily sighed, as she waved her wand over one of the boxes in the pile between the girls.

"Here Moony, these two are clean." James' handed him two boxes of chocolate. Remus pulled a small drawstring pouch from his pocket. Setting it on the table and he pulled the bag open as far as it could go (making it nearly flat on the table).

"That is some bag." Breathed Peter, staring at what looked like a hole in the table.

"What do you mean? I gave you one too." Jean laughed.

"Mine doesn't do that." Peter pulled his own leather pouch from his pocket and copied Remus, but instead, his bag was just a round of leather on the table with a few sickles and galleons in the middle.

"Did you read the letter that was in the bag?" Sirius started laughing so hard he was nearly panting, but manage to finish the sentence. Peter only blushed and tried to shrink away. Trish took pity on him; taking the bag, closing it, and opening it again but this time, when set on the table, it formed a visible hole with sweets inside.

"Wow." Peter breathed, his awe only fueling Sirius' snickering.

"I never told you how brilliant these bags of yours are." Remus gave a small smile to Jean, as he tried not to laugh at Peter as he finally enjoyed his Christmas present.

"They're bloody useful they are." Sirius managed, nudging her shoulder. James dropped another box into Remus' bag, before tossing two to Peter.

"So Trev, we have that meeting at noon, I assume you and Katie are planning something?" Jean sais.

"Yeah, it's before – seeing that we don't know how long it will take." Trevor nodded, as he worked through his pile and Jean started on her own.

"You have another estate meeting? Is something wrong?" Lily frowned at the box in her hand.

"No, everything's fine, it all just takes a lot of time and paperwork." Jean assured her.

"You won't have to go to these meetings every Hogsmeade weekend will you?" Lucinda looked up from the letter she had her wand tip on.

"No, if we're lucky this will be the last one." Trevor said.

"If not, we'll have the holiday to get it finished up." Jean added.

"So you guys are staying again?" James turned from the box in his hand to frown at her.

"Yes James, what else would we do?" No one answered the question, but many frowns flitted through the group.

"Well, who's ready for Hogsmeade?" Jane asked, pocketing the last of the girls' pile of chocolates after a quiet check.

"I'm ready whenever." Lucinda shrugged.

"Me too." Katie nodded.

"Yeah, I'm ready, but no rush – I just want to get in a visit to Tomes and Scrolls before noon." Jean added.

"Oh me too." Remus and Lily added in unison, before laughing.

"Well, when you two are ready." Jean smiled.

"Well, Katie you officially have me until noon." Trevor turned to share a smile with Katie.

"Well let's start to Hogsmeade, would you mind stopping in Scrivenshaft's with me? I need to grab some new quills."

"Not at all. Whatever you want Katie." He beamed.

"You're the best Trevor." She smiled and pecked him on the cheek before pulling him away and out of the hall.

"Those two are so cute." Lucinda cooed after them.

"Yeah, they really are." Lily sighed with a touch of longing. "When you're ready Remus," She smiled a moment later, "but don't let us rush you." She added sternly before he could push his plate back in response.

"Take these too." James started dropping a pile of chocolates into Remus' open bag one by one, "Bring your bag over here Wormtail, this pile is yours." James pointed, as he and Sirius both dropped the last of their share into their own bags.

"You'll meet us at 11 at the Three Boomsticks, yeah?" Sirius asked Remus who nodded. "Jeany?" Sirius turned his attention to her.

"I'll be there, at least until me and Trevor have to go." She agreed.

"Come on, Wormtail." Sirius said slapping his shoulder as he and James turned away from the table.

"Coming!" Peter squeaked and clambered out of his seat (pulling his bag shut and stuffing it into his pocket). "See ya Moony, Trev." He called over his shoulder, making Remus suppress a wince and rub his right ear.

"So why can't Hagrid take care of this estate stuff?" Lily asked, her face between sternness and a pout.

"Oh he could, legally as our godfather, but he says because we're 16 we should learn about it all and that we should have a say."

"That makes sense, you two will have to manage all that yourselves once you're 17 anyways." Lily nodded almost sadly. "He sounds like a great godfather, especially for just having that responsibility so suddenly."

"He's is great, and has been wonderful." Jean agreed.

"Well if you get back before three, come find us at the Three Broomsticks. We wanted to introduce you two to Al." Lily gave a small smile.

~.~.~


"There you are. Find what you wanted?" Remus smiled at her.

"I did, and more." Jean grinned. "Is Lily lost deep between the shelves?"

"No, she found me twenty minutes ago, she left with Trish, Jane, and Lucinda."

"Well if you're ready, I guess we should go ahead and head over to the Broomsticks."

"Sounds good." He nodded to the door. He a stood behind her but managed to open the door with one hand reached over her head.

"Oh, I found this for you – you may not like it." She warned as she handed the book to him.

"The Real Magician: The Wizards Guide to Magic for Muggles?" He read the title.

"Well, it would be a well-paying job that wouldn't be affected by the moon." She explained with a small smirk. "But it really does look interesting, it's a lot of little wandless and internal magic. Things that really wouldn't be more than mild convenience - if you didn't use it to pick up Muggle Girls." She laughed.

"Well, I guess I'm going to stick with thank you for the interesting book." He opened the door to the Three broomsticks and held it open from above her head again.

"Good." She smiled. "I might steal it later for this candle lighting spell that caught my eye."

"Sure." He agreed with a shrug. "There they are, in the back." He nodded towards James, Sirius, and Peter.

"Jeany! Moony!" Sirius waved at them.

"So how are you feeling Remus? This a lot for the day before." She whispered as they made their way to the back.

"I'm actually really good considering. It hasn't been as bad as usual, last time was better than usual too, but this last week has been easy almost."

"Interesting. Great to hear, but interesting."

"There you two are, we got you both Butterbeers."

"Thanks, James." Jean thankfully took the Butterbeer.

~.~.~


"Guess it's time for you to go Jean." Sirius nodded to the window, where Hagrid and Trevor were making their way to the door.

"I don't know how long this is going to take, but me and Trev will probably be coming back here after unless it takes way longer than expected. Lily, Trish, and Jane are meeting an old friend I guess here today and wanted to introduce me and Trev, so this will be our first stop."

"Hey sis, it's time." Trevor appeared beside her. "Guys, we should be done by four at the latest, but there is really no knowing."

"We'll keep an eye out for you, if you come back with Hagrid it won't be hard." Sirius laughed.

"Sounds good." Jean nodded as she stood.

"Come on, they'll be Apparating in a few minutes." Trevor hissed, turning her around. "See you guys." They called over their shoulders.

"So how was your morning with Katie?" Jean asked as they left the Three Broomsticks.

"Good." He grinned, before turning to Hagrid as they joined him. "Thanks for coming out Hagrid, we had to tell everyone that this was an estate issue, so you being seen helps the story."

"Course you two, it's a nice reason to visit with Aberforth. Anyway Trevor, how was your date?"

"It was good. We were going to go to Puddifoot's again, but it's insane in there for Valentine's Day. I mean it's usually a bunch of couples snogging over tea and pastries, but that you can ignore – I mean it's kinda nice knowing no one is going to see you if you do something stupid – but today the festivities were just way, way too much."

"Yeah, I remember Harry saying something like that after going out with Cho on Valentines." Jean said quietly so the strangers in the street wouldn't overhear.

"Oh, I have these for you two." Hagrid pulled out two bundles of knit somethings, one emerald green with silver, the other crimson with gold. "Wemsi spent the evening with me last week, and we knitted over tea and cakes. I made the scarfs, Wemsi made the socks and mittens, she's picked it up real fast, she has."

CRACK!

"Mr. Hagrids is wanting Wemsi?" Wemsi (in her green silk pillowcase and matching booties) squeaked out almost before she even appeared before them.

"Oh sorry Wemsi, I was just giving these two their gifts, and sayin' what a nice time we had makin' 'em."

"They look wonderful Wemsi." Jean smiled down at the Elf, watching as the silhouette of a Bear ran after an Otter swimming around the mittens and socks, while a black 'J.O.' bounced around the ends of her too long scarf.

"Wemsi animated the initials for me." Hagrid blushed under his beard.

"They're great you two. Amazing." Trevor beamed at his own scarf (with 'T.O.' dancing in time with Jeans scarf) and his mittens and socks with the silhouettes of two dogs playing.

"Ah, there they are." Gideon said nonchalantly to Fabian.

"Late children, tisk tisk." Fabian shook his head at them playfully.

"Children, hum?" Trevor said to Jean, his eyebrow raised.

"Five years, makes us children huh?" ''Well really it'd be less than three, but they don't know that'.

"Technically, yes." The two men said together, smirking.

"What was it they were going on about last time Trev?" Jean turned partly to him.

"Well, first they were failing to grasp the concept of fraternal twins – or perhaps the problem was the difference between girls and boys." Trevor said.

"No, no, after that."

"Oh yes, I think it involved Gideon ogling you while informing you that you don't qualify as a 'girl'."

"Ogling?" Gideon yelped. "I do not ogle." He protests sparking their laughter. "I might be naturally charming, but I never 'Ogle'." He reasserted, with a stiff nod to reaffirm his words.

"'Might be'." Jean scoffed quietly to Trevor.

"...Naturally something, that's for sure." Trevor muttered under his breath making Jean suppress a laugh.

"Shouldn't we be going?" Fabian took pity on his blushing brother and decided to move things along.

"Mister and Miss are leaving?" Wemsi squeaked, reminding the two sets of twins that she and Hagrid were still there.

"Only for a few hours Wemsi, don't worry." Jean assured.

"And we already have everything we need." Trevor added quickly.

"Around the corner, then." Jean addressed the redheads. "See you Hagrid, Wemsi, thank you both again." She smiled playing with the end of the scarf around her neck.

"Stop in and say 'hello' when you get back, yeah?" Hagrid asked, Wemsi standing next to him (barely coming past mid calf).

"Sure." Jean and Trevor answered.

"I'd love your company Wemsi if you don't have anything to do." Hagrid smiled at the Elf, while Trevor and Jean disappeared around the corner after the Prewetts.

"Was that your Elf? She called you Mister and Miss, but acted like you were her masters." Fabian asked and Jean visibly cringed at the last word out of his mouth.

"It's a long story, but yes." Trevor answered. "Let's just say it was duty over desire."

"Ah." The Prewetts acknowledged.

"So we will be going to what used to be the Gaunt home." Jean changed the subject.

"We are going to need more than that, to Apparate nearby."

"No, you won't." Trevor smirked as he held back his laughter.

"We'll be taking you directly there, I don't want to risk anyone seeing us. All of the property is well hidden from sight, but the only entrance is from the main road. So we will take you directly there, so we are not seen."

"I thought you hadn't been there."

"We hadn't. We went ourselves at night (a few weeks back) while disillusioned so that we could Apparate you both directly there. So do you want me to take everyone? Or each of us can take one of you. Or if you would rather I can take one of you, and then we can come back and let you two go together."

"Look at that Jeany," Trevor smirked, "I think the idea of being side-along by a child, makes them uncomfortable."

"Well, Dumbledore did say they are completely capable." Fabian muttered as if trying to reassure himself as much as his brother.

"Well I don't really want to waste time, so flip a coin or something." Jean sighed holding out her hand.

"Go on Gid." Fabian gave a wicked smile to Gideon as he shoved him forward.

"You win," Jean said snatching his hand from his side as he stumbled, "congratulations." She mimicked Fabian's smile when Gideon's head snap up to look at her before she turned on the spot. POP. Fabian burst into laughter the moment before the two had disappeared and was soon clutching his side.

"Did you see his face?" Fabian gasped. POP.

"Really Fabian? I could have been splinched, and you're laughing your arse off?" Gideon started in on his brother the moment he popped back in front of them.

"Could not." Jean rolled her eyes. "You didn't even get nauseous." She said with a look that dared him to lie and say he had.

"You couldn't have given me a warning?" Gideon turned on her.

"I could of, but then Fabian wouldn't have had the opportunity to laugh at your terror." Jean answered without missing a beat. "Plus, it is in the nature of a child to act childishly." She added airily. "And so childishly I would like to point out that I said 'congratulations' which was a clear indicator of what was going to happen - thus I did give a warning." She said with her nose in the air and her hands on her hips.

"I don't think any child talks like that." Gideon muttered to himself.

"Ha! She saw it!" Fabian starting laughing again.

"Shut it, brother." Gideon grabbed Fabian by the shoulder and turned into nothing.

"Ready Trevor?" Jean smiled.

"Ready." He nodded and they turned at the same time. POP.

"This is the great hiding place?" Fabian asked.

"Would you go in there looking for treasure?" Jean asked, her eyebrow raised.

"No, definitely not."

"Be careful, I have no idea what the protections are, but I can guarantee that they will be strong, dark, and cruel." Jean warned.

"Fun." Fabian said growing a large smile and pulling out his wand.

"So what is our treasure?" Gideon asked, waving his wand at the shack before him.

"A ring, with one or multiple dark curses on it. Whatever you do, do not touch it, and under no circumstance will you attempt to put it on." Jean added firmly.

"Got it. Evil shack hiding evil ring – touch nothing, if you want to live. About right?" Gideon grinned wide.

"That's it." Jean laughed at his absurd level of joy.

"Those are always the most fun, aren't they?" Fabian chuckled to his brother.

"It's just not any fun if there isn't a good chance you'll get blown up." Gideon agreed.

"Or crushed." Fabian countered.

"Or burnt to a crisp." Gideon replied without hesitation.

"Or eaten alive." Fabian answered.

"Or...oh! Spontaneously turned inside out." Gideon smirked at his brother.

"You win - poor Sampson." Fabian said to his brother (both off to the left of the Orwell's).

"I think they might be worse than Fred and George." Trevor whispered to Jean, making sure only she would be able to hear him, as they stood off to the side watching the two.

"Poor bastard." They could hear Gideon agree before he added something they couldn't make out.

"Did you ever meet Bill and Charlie Weasley?" She whispered back.

"Didn't one of them come see Harry during the tournament? And then came to fight in the Battle?"

"Yeah, that was Bill – tooth earring, and now deep scratches down the right side of his face."

"Yeah, I've seen him – isn't he the one that married the Beauxbatons Champion?" Trevor hissed.

"Yes. He was a Curse Breaker, worked for Gringotts. Charlie was at the Battle too, he led the reinforcements with Slughorn. He was in Romania at the time, so I imagine that was as fast as he could get there."

"Oh yeah, I remember him. Handsome bloke with lots of burns and tattoos." He whispered.

"They make me think of Fred and George with a good dose of Bill and Charlie – Charlie was a Dragon Tamer thus the burns and dragon tattoos." She smiled.

"Yeah, I can see that." Trevor grinned. "Look wise too when it comes Charlie."

~.~.~


"Alright. I think that's all we can learn unless we actually start." Fabian sighed.

"And Dumbledore was very clear on that." Gideon finished.

"How much time do you two need to be fully prepared to take this down?" Jean asked.

"A few weeks." The two men said together.

"So the break will be fine then?" Jean asked.

"Yeah we can do that, there's a wedding we have to go to, but beside that and Easter we'll be fairly flexible." Fabian said.

"What do you think the chance are?" Jean asked Trevor.

"Pretty good. I doubt there are many weddings right by Easter."

"Oh of course – Hagrid." Fabian laughed.

"Oh yeah, I heard she was inviting everyone in Gryffindor within 2 years of her." Gideon added.

"I'm guessing you fall on the family list?" Jean smiled.

"Well, when you invite everyone at 3rd cousin or closer you end up with a pretty decent list." Gideon shrugged.

"Technically we would have been invited twice." Fabian laughed.

"Ah inbreeding -" Gideon started.

"The curse of Purebloods." Fabian finish.

"Well, are you two going back to Hogsmeade?" Trevor asked.

"Yeah, Dumbledore wanted a word after." Fabian nodded.

"Just to make sure we behaved and held off." Gideon added.

"Do you want to side-along?" Jean turned to Trevor.

"I'm good. Behind the Hog's Head?"

"Yeah." She nodded.

"You two first." Fabian said, "wouldn't want to have to tell Dumbledore how we left you to Apparate and something happened to you."

"Well, yes that probably would gall the man." Jean smiled. 'Losing his time travelers, after only a few months'. She chuckled. POP, POP.

"Those two are something." Fabian shook his head.

"Yeah..."

"Sixteen Gid. Hagrid would kill you - Molly would kill you."

"Really Fab? They both are more interesting than any other 16-year old's, but I'm impressed not enamored. Really just because I'm single, you think I'll chase after the girl?"

"Sorry Gid, you just haven't been showing interest in awhile and then you flirt with the girl last time and -"

"Just who could I have shown interest in? We work with mostly with blokes and you might not have noticed, but the birds we do see at work are forty years our senior and or are in a committed relationship. The last time there was a decently interesting, willing, single bird in my vicinity was over a year ago. If we actually went out sometimes, I could show you plenty of interest." Gideon rolled his eyes.

"You're right – we'll start going out again."

"Good, now let's go." POP.

~.~.~


"Down!" She heard Trevor cry before the world came back into focus.

"Wha-" She started but suddenly felt herself being slammed into the cobbled road.

"Sorry, Jeany." Trevor panted, pulling himself and her up, and next to the wall.

"What's going on?"

"Death Eaters. A ton of Death Eaters." Trevor panted.

"Shit." She melded into the wall with her wand out and peeked around the corner. "Keep a look out for Fabian and Gideon. Expecto Patronum! Dumbledore, McGonagall, Hagrid, Flitwick, Pomfrey." She flicked her wand at each name, making another Otter appear before her. "Death Eaters in Hogsmeade." She said before sending the five racing off. POP. The sound snapped her attention to the two freshly appeared redheads. 'Protego' – she shielded them, just in case.

"Death Eaters. Get the Aurors here, now." Jean ordered.

"We have to get to the Broomsticks, it will be packed with students, they're sure to target it." Trevor quickly added to Jean.

"You two aren't going anywhere alone." Fabian interrupted (Gideon busy behind him, contacting the Aurors).

"We can take care of ourselves." Trevor argued.

"Dumbledore would kill us if either of you were harmed."

"Fine, but we won't be waiting for you, so keep up." Jean clipped and with that Jean and Trevor turned and started running, leaving Fabian to grab Gideon and pull him along.

"What?" Gideon looked around.

"These two aren't going to make it easy to keep them safe." Fabian groaned.

"We could just hex them." Gideon hissed.

"Try it Prewett and you'll find yourself a rock in my pocket." Jean called over her shoulder as she turned the corner to the front of the Hog's Head and blasted a Death Eater away from the entrance (while Trevor quickly took out his friend).

"Something indeed." Fabian muttered, looking for his own targets while keeping an eye on the Orwells.

"There may be a lot of them, but I'm starting to think most of them are just fodder." Jean hissed to Trevor, taking another down with the first spell she aimed.

"Good for us I guess." Trevor shrugged. "He probably didn't expect much resistance with this many."

"Jean! Trevor!"

"Hagrid!" They turned back to face the Hog's Head. "We're going to secure the Broomsticks. Can you gather up anyone stranded and bring them there?" Jean said quickly.

"Alright, but be careful you two."

"You too." They answered together. For a moment all five were heading in the same direction until Hagrid veered off to check the next building, and the two sets of twins continued down Main street, one pair chasing after the other (all four sending hexes out as they ran). They ran through Main street to the Three Broomsticks dodging the random spell, blocking spells for friendly targets, and shooting random curses at Death Eaters any chance they got.

"Hartz! How about some help?" Jean and Trevor turned as one. Turning to look down the alley way the voice had come from, they saw James on the other side of a group of Death Eaters. He stood in front of a group of girls (their faces blocked), standing as if his sense of honor could shield them.

"Shit." Trevor sighed, seeing that James was with Lily, Trish, Katie, Jane, and Lucinda. "Katie doesn't have her wand." He whispered into Jean's ear.

"Crap." She sighed. "I've told them."

"That's them!" One of the Death Eaters called, pointing to them.

"Double crap." Jean muttered as the Death Eaters turned to face them.

"Take them alive." He called again, starting the downpour of Stuns mixed with the Cruciatius. With Gideon and Fabian beside them, eight Death Eaters wasn't a problem (especially with their friends trying to help, even if most of their efforts were blocked or missed completely). 'Most of these Death Eaters couldn't beat half the Defense class in a duel'.

"Only two of them are experienced." Jean whispered.

"There's probably a handful of the real deal to lead the filler." Trevor distractedly hissed back. The Death Eaters numbers dwindled quickly, even with two of the fighters blocking for and coaching the other six.

"We really need to start the D.A." Trevor whispered to her, shaking his head at missed opportunities as he stunned another Death Eater under their shield, and transfigured them as they fell.

"I know." Jean turned her own target into a rock that fell to the cobbled street.

"You two got a rock collection or something?" Fabian asked from beside Jean.

"I like them to stay down – if you only stun them they aren't going to stay down for long."

"Why rocks?" Gideon asked, taking down the last Death Eater.

"Small object, obscure counter spell, and if they try to pick their friends up, I can do this." Jean smiled, slashing her wand across her making matching rocks fly out from her and scatter themselves down the alley.

"Brilliant." Gideon grinned.

"Moody would love them." Fabian hissed to his brother.

"When they figure it out, we'll pick something else that requires a different obscure counter." Trevor shrugged.

"Oh is it good to see you two." Lily breathed, throwing her arms around Jean.

"This isn't the time Lily." Jean said softly, hugging back quickly before removing the girl's arms. "How many of you forgot your wands?"

"Katie, Jane, and Trish." Lily sighed.

"Prewett?" James said, his head cocked to the side. "Shouldn't you two be in Egypt or something? I heard you were Curse Breakers."

"I recognize that mop." Fabian laughed. "Gid, it's the firstie that tried to prank us our last year."

"I wasn't a firstie! It was third year!" James objected to no one's notice. "I just didn't get my growth spurt 'till that summer." James muttered bitterly (it being clear Fabian and Gideon weren't paying attention).

"Oh! The one that was glued to the Black-turned-blood-traitor. So we-"

"Yes, that's them," Jean interrupted, "can we get back to fighting Death Eaters before someone has the pleasure of a Cruciatus?"

"Aurors are Apparating in." Trevor's smile could be heard in his voice.

"About bloody time." The Prewetts muttered.

"You three." Jean pointed to Katie, Jane, and Trish. "You will follow us to the Broomsticks, and you will stay there out of the way until all this is over, and then you will be hearing a lot from me on your extreme stupidity."

"Jean!" Lily scolded.

"They could die, Lily, they could get someone killed."

"Can any of you do any Human Transfiguration?" Trevor moved the conversation forward.

"I can turn people to chairs - I read ahead." Lily answered.

"I could turn them into a Slug-Octopus thing." James answered, shrugging at the incredulous look he got from Lily. "Jokebook."

"Lily - chairs won't work, everyone past 6th year knows how to reverse that. James – slugify every Death Eater you can."

"Yes, ma'am." He saluted.

"Not the time." Jean nearly growled.

"This isn't a prank, and it isn't the classroom. If you screw up here: the best result will be a few Cruciatus." Trevor stepped uncomfortably close to James. "If you can't respect that everything you do right now decides if someone else lives or dies, then you all need to find somewhere to hid until it's done before you get someone killed."

"Are we just going to stand here-" Fabian sighed.

"And babysit?" Gideon finished.

"You three come," Jean said with a gesture to Katie, Jane, and Trish. "Stay close together and stay between us. Lucinda, Lily, James: you should come too, but whatever you do be careful." Jean spoke quickly, but each word was clear.

"Right." Trevor nodded. "The Broomsticks." With the three girls in the middle, Trevor and Jean took positions on either side of them. Hurrying off, they moved together making sure to cover the girls from all sides. They rounded the corner and sighed in relief at the sight of Hagrid shielding two students with his body as they scurried through the open door to the Three Broomsticks. "Follow them in." Trevor nodded to the door, and Katie, Jane, and Trish hurried through the door.

"There you two are. The villagers are holding it, and I saw two of your friends, the black haired one said he sealed the place up with your lock Jean – everything but this door - wanted me to tell you." He said, not noticing the spells bouncing off his back.

"Thanks, Hagrid." She panted before Hagrid hurried off again towards Zonko's (spells hitting him to no effect, and others bouncing off).

"James?" Trevor asked her.

"Sirius." She said, shaking her head 'no'. "I'm guessing he's either with Remus or Peter, but that just leads to who isn't with him?"

"Push it aside for now." Trevor said, and Jean nodded.

"Jean!" Lily panted.

"You guys should help hold the building," Jean answered, "but whatever you do stay together – it will be your best chance." Jean's tone was nearly an order.

"No Death Eater's getting in here," Lucinda answered, taking a position next to the door. "Not with my friends inside."

"The other doors are sealed tight, they'd be better off knocking down a wall then trying one of them." Jean told Lucinda, Lily, and James, with a hint of a smile.

"I'm staying with Lucinda." Lily said, taking her position next to the blonde.

"And you're staying with Lily." Trevor smirked at James.

"Always." James smiled, ignoring how Lily rolled her eyes at him.

"We concentrate on keeping people safe." Jean addressed Trevor, who nodded.

"Let the Auror's concentrate on the Death Eaters." He answered. With Trevor's words, the two glanced at the Prewetts to see if they would be leaving them for the fight now, but they only received a synchronized head shake from both.

"Let's start with the alleys and off roads." Jean said. Trevor only nodded, gripping her right shoulder, and falling into step with her seamlessly. They weaved around the buildings, looking for students and villagers, but firing out curses at any Death Eater within sight.

"Clear." Trevor called, after a look down his side of the alley.

"Clear." She confirmed, and they moved on, out of the alley and around the corner.

"Clear." Trevor called again.

"Blood." She pointed to the trail.

"Jeany?" Came a voice from somewhere behind a great pile of boxes and trash. "Hartz! That you?" Came the panicked voice, louder than before.

"Pads?" She looked more intently and swallowed hard as she realized the amount of blood in the street.

"Over here! It's Remus - cutting curse." Jean rushed past the mound of boxes to see Remus sat against the wall, his blue sweater stained crimson and slashed over his stomach and chest. Before even coming to a stop, she dropped to her knees beside him, her hands reaching for Sirius' as he attempted to stay the river of blood.

"Don't touch me, Jean." Remus groaned.

"Shush Remus." She answered absently as she tried to look at the wounds.

"No Jean." He tried to move.

"He's convinced his blood will infect us." Sirius growled as he tried to keep his sweater pressed into Remus' wounds (which was a struggle because of Remus' attempts to keep them from touching his blood).

"Don't be stupid Remus, you know it has to be a bite or a scratch and even then to fully infect it has to be during the transformation. Now if you don't hold still I will stun you." She spoke very quickly as she pulled the beaded bag from her neck with one hand and peeked at the wounds with the other. "Hold him down." She ordered, and Trevor appeared at her side to help Sirius restrain Remus. "This is going to burn, a lot." She told him, with barely a pause before she discarded Sirius' bloodied sweater and started dripping the liquid onto Remus' cuts.

"Aaaaah." Remus hissed sharply, squirming under their hold. Trevor and Sirius grunted as they tried to keep him still, but Jean barely seemed to notice as her hands moved with him to keep on target.

"There, that will keep you going. We need to get you back to the Broomsticks – it isn't safe out here."

"I can't." Remus sighed, closing his eyes with a look of self-loathing. "I can't even stand, I already feel like I'm going to pass out any moment." He said seconds before a blood-curdling scream was heard, from the main road (sending shivers through Jean and Trevor).

"We don't have time for this Jean." Trevor hissed as more screams came from the main road.

"Call your Elf." Fabian ordered, reminding them that he and Gideon were still there.

"If you order her to take him to the castle she'll be able to." Gideon explained quickly.

"Wemsi!" Trevor called to the sky. CRACK! "Wemsi, I order you to take Remus to the Hospital wing, and to take care of him." Wemsi bowed, quickly and disappeared with Remus. "That was the Cruciatus." Trevor turned to Jean, referencing the screams they had heard.

"Yes." Jean nodded. "Let's go. Sirius are you able to fight?"

"I'm fine." He nodded, hopping to his feet, his wand out again. "And I'm going with you."

"Come on then." Trevor and Jean said together (although Trevor's was more of a sigh). Coming around the corner they surveyed the street before them – Death Eaters ran rampant, with Aurors peppered throughout – a whole Moody stood in the middle, running Death Eaters down as they ran once his attention found them.

"We need to do a quicker check." Jean said.

"Just looking down then?" Trevor asked, not sure how they could ever be quick enough. Jean nodded.

"Except Sirius and I, are going to do it." Jean turned to Sirius, tapping him on the head with her wand and making him slowly vanish. "Padfoot you run around the back of the shops on this side of the street and look for people. Don't take any risks, come back here if you find a group."

"I'll do it Hartz, but only if we go together." His disembodied voice was firm. "I'll know where are you are." He added, half threat and half explanation.

"What?" Gideon yelled.

"No!" Fabian yelled.

"You're staying with us." Gideon insisted.

"Dumbledore will hold us responsible for you!" Fabian yelled again.

"Fine." She answered Sirius, ignoring the Prewetts as she felts Sirius tap her head with his wand, and she slowly disappeared.

"Damnit Orwell!" The Prewetts turned on Trevor. 'Yes, look at me like I could stop her'. Trevor mentally grumbled.

"What the hell was that?" Gideon yelled.

"And how will they be able to follow each other?" Fabian demanded. 'Smell I image. Maybe hearing'.

"And how can they both do a perfect Disillusionment Charm?" Gideon added quickly.

"Comes in handy?" Trevor shrugged, trying not to smirk at their annoyance.

"How long are we suppose to wait here for them? It will take at least 20 minutes to make a lap around the village – if they're fast."

"Oh they're very fast, I'd say ten minutes max." Trevor said.

"And what about if they get in trouble?" Gideon snapped.

"I swear Orwell if she gets herself killed..." Fabian threatened, unable to think of an appropriate threat to finish the sentiment, and instead glowered at Trevor with his jaw clenched and clicking.

"One if Jean gets hurt or too upset I'll know, and I'll be able to find her. Two, they are invisible and all the stray spells from the main fight are hitting the shops. Everything will be fine." Trevor tried to sooth the two men.

As they waited for in the alley, the three men paced and fired spells after Death Eaters that ran past. Trevor tried not to worry when he felt his wrist start to grow both warm and cold. 'Shit. Come on Jean'. He was about take off after her when it suddenly started to fade away. 'You can't be too hurt that was only a few seconds'.

A little over five minutes from when they had vanished, the three men suddenly heard panting. One at a time, Sirius and Jean appeared, both breathing quickly and slightly bent forward. Trevor eyed them both – Jean was holding her side and he expected it wasn't because of a stitch. Sirius looked wild – a glimpse of the man in the wanted posters.

"All clear." Jean panted.

"Everyone is either on Main street or in a building." Sirius added between his own breaths.

"How did you two do the whole village in like five minutes?" Gideon frowned at them.

"You could say running is a hobby of ours." Jean shrugged.

"That doesn't answer anything." Fabian objected.

"What Jeany means is she doesn't want to lie to you – I'd take that as a compliment." Sirius smirked.

"Anyway." Jean sighed, trying to breathe normally and gingerly touching her side.

"It's time to join the fray." Trevor finished, solemnly.

"Exactly." Jean nodded.

"I go where you do, Jeany." Sirius said before she could open her mouth again.

"I'm happy to have you Pads." She assured him. "Time to split up then, yeah?" She asked Trevor.

"Be careful Sis." Trevor turned to her, all emotion gone from his face and voice, but not his eyes.

"Always." She squeezed his hand. "You watch yourself, and save who you can." He only nodded at her words and disappeared down the alley and into the mess of bodies.

"Well, are you both going with him or are you splitting up? Or maybe actually stop playing bodyguard?" Her hands finding her hips.

"You cover the girl." Fabian turned to his brother, gripping each other's shoulders before Fabian ran after Trevor.

"Be careful." Jean looked at Sirius and Gideon who only nodded before she started forward.

Weaving through the mess of people, she did her best to take down Death Eaters while they were distracted by dueling someone else. After the second Death Eater she hit from behind, she found the Auror (who had been dueling her victim) was so shocked, that she had to block two spells for him before he pulled himself together.

The three moved as one for a while, through the sea of Aurors dueling three or more Death Eaters. 'Fodder indeed. If they wanted us, then why so many? Distraction; a show of power; a test for the new recruits. But why do they want us?'

"Fabian." Gideon breathed, suddenly looking around. "You two stay here I'll be right back." He ordered, before running off to find his brother.

"Sorry, Gideon." Jean sighed before running off again.

"Aaaaaahhh!" Another scream cut through the village.

"Tell me that didn't sound familiar to you." Jean snapped her head to the right to see Sirius standing next to her again. "I told you, I'm with you."

"Lily! You bastard!" Called a male voice.

"Shit!" Jean growled, recognizing the voices. "Where are they?"

"There, being pulled into that alley." Sirius pointed.

"Come on then." Jean ran through the crowd with Sirius only a step behind her.

"Let her go!" Jean roared.

"I think not, you see the Mudblood is friends with our targets." An Icily familiar voice came from behind the mask of the closest Death Eater. "Now, if you could give us the Orwells, the ones who can produce a Patronus than we will let the girl go."

"Well, that's easy - Jean Orwell in the flesh." She flourished her scarf from Hagrid, showing the initials.

"No, the girl is supposed to be quite pretty." The Death Eater said again.

"Expecto Patronum!" She growled, her Otter bursting into life and swimming around the masked figures.

"Well then." Said the Death Eater.

"Let her go."

"You're giving yourself up?"

"Let her go."

"Let the girl go."

"Stay close Mudblood, we'll have some fun later." Said the Death Eater holding Lily by her hair, before he tossed her from him (Sending her into a heap, rolling across the alleyway).

"I'm afraid you two are in a bit of trouble. Casting a Patronus, that's a dangerous thing." He scolded, waving off her Otter as if it were disgusting.

"Only for the undeserving. Why don't you try it?" She smiled too sweetly, as she watched James from the corner of her vision (helping Lily to her feet, only for her to yelp and fall into his arms).

"So confident - I like breaking the cocky ones."

"Sirius, get them out of here."

"I'm not leaving you."

"I've faced worse." She assured him, hoping that wasn't a lie.

"I'm coming right back." He countered.

"I know." She smiled. Sirius dashed to James and ducked under one of Lily's arms. James matched him, and they moved as if they could read each other's thoughts (lifting Lily by the waist so her feet barely touched the ground – allowing them to run back the Three Broomsticks).

"Sending your friends away, that really wasn't a wise move."

"Neither was attacking Hogsmeade. But then being racist inbred supremacist in a cult isn't really wise either."

"Dirty little half-breed!"

"You lot are always using Half-breed wrong." She sighed, shaking her head with an air of disappointment.

"This will be fun. CRUCIO!" He screeched.

"Try not making it so obvious." Jean coached after making a show of her lazily throwing up a shield.

"Crucio!"

"Crucio!"

"Crucio!" Three yelled, in not quiet unison.

Dropping to the ground Jean dodged the three spells and took out a Death Eater before they knew what was happening.

"Who wants to try to bring back their friend?" She taunted as the leader stared at the rock at his feet.

"You'll pay for that!"

"You'd have to manage to hit me first." She forced a laugh. "There are five of you, it really shouldn't be that hard to land one little spell."

"Bitch!"

"Oh no!" She gasped, hand dramatically held to her mouth. "How could I ever fight now!" She staged whispered, with forced concern as she shot a stun over their heads, and transfigured another while he was distracted. "Well look at that, guess it didn't have any effect - imagine that." She drawled.

"I'm rubbing off on you." Sirius smirked, appearing at her left.

"Just didn't want you to miss all the fun, they are so easy to distract with banter."

"You will both suffer greatly at the hands of the Dark Lord!" The head Death Eater roared.

"Nah, you know that just doesn't sound like any fun, but do be sure to give him our regards." Sirius grinned wide.

The fight was matched, but soon the Death Eaters were joined by two more and seemed to change their plan of attack. Instead of trying to overpower them with numbers (which with their reinforcements was now possible) they decided to box them in. Soon Sirius and Jean were backed into the wall of the alley with Death Eaters blocking them in on all side.

"Still feeling brave?" The leader laughed airily.

"Yeah, thanks. How about you Sirius?"

"Missing Hartz a little, but I'm good at the moment." She could tell he was trying his best to sound aloof and unaffected. 'You're right Hartz might have to make an appearance if they try to take us'.

"Mouthy Whore!" The Death Eater roared, stepping closer, grabbing Jean by the neck and shoving her into the wall.

"Uf" The air escaped Jean.

"AAAHHH!" He shrieked jumping back, his hand to his chest panting.

"If you're as pure as you claim then you should really be aware of that little spell." Jean righted her top.

"Shit Jeany." Sirius breathed at her side, with an air of awe.

"Jean?" A voice boomed from the main road.

"Bitch! You'll pay for that!" The leader growled, mostly recovered from his shock, he charged her again, slamming her into the wall (making sure to grab her by her clothing) as he tried to take her wand.

"That's my goddaughter!" The voice boomed again, as giant hands descended on two of the men right before they were thrown through the brick wall on the other side of the alleyway.

"Ah! Bitch!" The leader released her wand, and instead of falling it flew the five inches into Jean's outstretched hand.

"Yes, yes." She rolled her eyes, sighing, as she turned him into a rock, which she caught before it hit the ground (and placed into her pocket). To her left, Sirius took out one of the two running off, as they fled from Hagrid after seeing him throw two men through a wall and backhanding a third who crumpled like a rag doll on impact.

"Are you alright Jean?" Hagrid picked her up, looking her over.

"I'm ok Hagrid, thanks to you, you were brilliant." She hugged him.

"I shouldn't have done that." Hagrid shuffled uneasily.

"Done what Hagrid? Me and Jean were just taking care of some Death Eaters when you ran up yelling at them and scared the last two away." Sirius said firmly.

"Yes," Jean smiled at Sirius, squeezing his shoulder with her hand. "You didn't have a chance to do anything, Hagrid." Jean's voice was soft but firm as Hagrid set her gently down.

"I can't le-" Hagrid started.

"The world is messed up Hagrid." She sighed, pointing her wand at the first figure (half in a wall). "It will be fixed eventually," She moved on to the next figure hanging out of the wall, "but until then we just have to do what we can to make things end up right." She sighed, taking aim at the crumpled mess on the ground. "So you did nothing, and Sirius and I won't even get yelled at." She assured him, wandering down the alley to what looked like eight slugs joined at the heads. "That is truly disgusting," She frowned, "but," she shrugged, "effective."

"I saw some of James' handy work – I know you taught me the rock one but this one is just more fun." Sirius laughed.

"It looks like the Aurors are tying things up, let's get this finished and then have some tea yeah?" Hagrid smiled.

"Perfe-Ow! Trevor!" She gasped, grasping her her wrist. Without a look to Hagrid or Sirius, she turned on her heel and ran (focusing on the pull on her wrist). Weaving and ducking, she ran blindly head. "Ah." She hissed at something to her side blow up, sending splinters into her shoulder. "Trevor!" She panted skidding to a stop at his side. One hand grasping his shoulder, and the other holding her wand as she whipped around to find a target.

"I'm fine Jean." He held his left arm to him.

"You're dense is what you are!" A woman's voice shrieked. "What were you thinking?"

"I was thinking you needed some help."

"I am an Auror, you're what a sixth year?"

"5th actually, not that it matters." Jean answered stepping between Trevor and the petite women. 'She seems familiar. Something about her face.'

"It's fine Jean." His voice came softly from behind her.

"Children fighting Death Eaters is not fine!" The women fumed.

"I don't think the Death Eaters got that memo." Trevor sighed.

"There you are love." Spoke a man about the age of the Auror, as he jogged around the corner. "Moody wants them all rounded up quickly."

"Frank!" Sirius smiled, running to Jean's side. 'Shit'. "I almost got blown to bits following you." He hissed at Jean with a frown.

"I did tell you to be careful." Jean said back but her mind was still on the Aurors standing next to them.

"Ay Black, staying out of trouble?" The man laughed.

"Like that's going to happen." Sirius chuckled.

"Where's Potter, Lupin, and ah... Pettigrew?"

"'Pettigrew' is safe. 'Potter' was at the Broomsticks, and 'Lupin' took a nasty cutting curse, but he's fine thanks to our twins." Sirius smirked at the two, throwing his arm around Jean and Trevor.

"Oh, there are a few rocks you'll want to go pick up." Jean addressed the two Aurors. "Oh and here," She dug a rock from her pocket, "he was one of the leaders, much better fighter than most of them."

"Jean! Trevor!" Three male voices called, coming around the corner.

"Tell me you have a fast way to gather all the rocks you made." Fabian looked about to chew her out if she said there wasn't.

"Are you two alright?" Hagrid looked them over.

"Of course." She grinned at the three men. "Hold tight to that one, don't want him getting mixed in." She placed the rock in Frank's hand and closed her eyes, muttering under her breath as she waved her wand and rocks came flying around the buildings to land at her feet, followed by a group of irate Aurors.

"What the Bloody Hell are you doing missy." Growled one.

"Collecting them for you, Auror Moody. Jean Orwell." She offered her hand. "I believe Dumbledore was looking forward to introducing us."

"Right." He growled. "'Mentorship'." He spat sounding annoyed.

"Are you sure your alright Trevor?" Hagrid said softly behind her.

"Pomfrey will have me good as new in a heartbeat." He assured Hagrid.

POP. The sound came from around the corner.

"Albus! There you are." They heard McGonagall's voice.

"Longbottom," Moody barked (no one seemed to notice Trevor's head whipping around to look at him), "bag up the rocks, and get the counter, I don't feel like a trip to the Library. You two," Moody pointed at the Prewetts, "gather up the rest."

"- quickly as I could. Is anyone hurt?" They heard the Headmaster finish. With nods from his Aurors, Moody left them to join Dumbledore.

"A few. The injured villagers have started Flooing to St. Mungo's, Filius is there with a third year – the Cruciatus." McGonagall answered his look. "Poppy and I were just preparing to move students back up to the school."

"Good, I need a word with Alastor."

"I'll be wanting a word too." Moody said (in less of a growl than usual).

~.~.~


"No more Wemsi, please." Remus pushed the food away.

"Wemsi is to take care of Mr. Lupins!"

"Trev didn't mean to force feed me steak and chocolate." He groaned.

"If Mr. Lupins took care of himself, Wemsi wouldn't have to feed him so much." The Elf scowled before the big doors to the hospital wing opened with a creak.

"You two!" Remus growled from his bed, pointing to the door of the Hospital wing. "Call off your bloody Elf before I hurl cake everywhere."

"Brave Mister is hurt!" Yelped Wemsi, appearing next Trevor with barely a sound and holding her hand over Trevor's arm. "Wemsi can fix."

"Not in my Hospital Wing!" Madam Pomfrey appeared. "She's your Elf then?" She eyed Trevor, her hand on her hips. "Go on dears find a bed, I'll be around in a moment." She spoke the group of students behind Jean and Trevor.

"Yes, Ma'am." Trevor answered.

"Release her from her order – she's been driving me crazy." Madam Pomfrey demanded.

"Yes, before she feeds me to death!" Remus piped up from his bed.

"Wemsi only takes care of Mr. Lupins." The Elf huffed.

"Thank you Wemsi, you did an excellent job." Jean soothed.

"Well done Wemsi, you no longer need to look after Remus." Trevor added, and Wemsi bowed her head.

~.~.~


"So how are you?" Jean hissed to Trevor as they looked over the packed Hospital wing.

"You figured it out then." He sighed.

"Not until Sirius said his name."

"Yeah, it's harder to see the resemblance for me then with Harry – but I guess that's for the best."

"Yes." She agreed, waiting for him to continue.

"It was odd." He sighed. "It was amazing and so painful." He admitted quietly, letting her hug him tight.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't expect it until an Order meeting."

"Me too." He hugged her back, holding her tight to his chest. "I don't know what I would do if I was all alone." He whispered.

"Me either." She sighed. "I like having a twin brother." She whispered with a smile.

"I don't think I could go back." He whispered back after a moment. "Sirius looks like he wants to steal you away." He muttered into her hair.

"We ran into someone and it ended badly, I'm sure you felt it and I'm fine – I'll tell you everything later." She promised, letting him go, and waving off her privacy spells.

"I'll be with Remus when you're done." He added before walking down the line of beds.

"See you." She called softly after him.

"We need to talk Jeany." Sirius insisted.

"Yeah, let's find somewhere private." She turned to the doors of the wing and Sirius followed her out.

"Here." He jerked his head at the second door the came to down the hall. "So how are you?" He asked once she put her wand back into her pocket.

"It's complicated. I've never...like that." She shook her head. "Almost with that centaur, but … I could feel..." She looked at her hands as she turned them over opening and closing her fists.

"That bloody pervert deserved it." He growled.

"Oh he deserved so much more, but that doesn't make me feel better about Hartz doing it."

"You gave him a chance to run, not that deserved it. It's not your fault he grabbed you and started wailing on you – let me see." She rolled her eyes at him and pulled off her shirt, to stand in front of him with only a bra and her beaded bag hanging between her breasts.

"Shit Jeany, you're purple!" He gingerly touched her arms to see the extent of the bruising.

"Pomfrey checked me and gave me a potion to take away the pain and help them heal up fast. So I'm fine, even if I look terrible." She shrugged. "Luckily he didn't break a rib or anything."

"What's this?" He asked, running two fingers over her stomach, looking past dark bruise to the scare hidden beneath.

"A very large scar."

"Why do you have so many scars Jeany? Where'd you get them all?"

"I'm not going to talk about it, Sirius." She said firmly, pulling her shirt back on.

"Fine Jeany." He sighed. "You know, you saved that 3rd year, from that disgusting pig – it's not your fault he was scum."

"No, it's my fault I panicked and let Hartz take care of him."

"I told you - protector. You protected yourself, you protected that girl, you saved countless more. It wasn't his first time you know. Rumor has it he's done it to dozens of girls, but only Macdonald had the nerve to report it and try to press charges."

"How'd he get off?"

"His face was covered in her memory, and add that to all the Slytherins in his year giving him an alibi." He shrugged.

"So what do we do with him?" She pulled a rock from the bag around her neck.

"Vanish him?" Sirius shrugged the suggestion.

"You know you can't vanish magical beings. That includes dead ones." She sighed the last bit, turning the stone over in her hand.

"Put the rock in a box with a lot of others and Portkey it to the middle of the ocean?" Sirius tried again.

"I was going with an active volcano, but that works too." She shrugged.

"You know you could have left the body, no one would know it was you."

"They would know it was a bear, which isn't a common animal around here. They would assume someone at the fight was an unregistered Animagus, and I can't have that."

"So ocean or volcano?" He asked with a grin.

"Ocean would be the easiest, I can just make the Portkey go to the Mariana Trench."

"Should we go somewhere?"

"No reason we can't do it here. Want to learn how to make a Portkey?"

"Absolutely."

~.~.~


(Sunday, February 15th, 1976.)

"How are you feeling?" Jean smiled at Remus as she came around the curtain set around his bed.

"Pretty normal." He answered after a moment's thought and a wary look to both sides (where he knew the beds beyond his curtain were occupied. Jean chuckled and took out her wand.

"How about now that we can't be overheard?" She smirked.

"I've had moon's feel like this before, but it was before James and them knew about me."

CRACK! A large plate of food appeared on a tray over his lap.

"Ugh." He groaned. "This is 'Si's doing."

"Steak, pot roast, chocolate cake, and hot cocoa? A little odd for breakfast but it looks wonderful."

"Yesterday she was nearly force feeding me red meat and chocolate. While telling me I haven't been taking care of myself. She's an odd little elf." Remus explained and Jean tried not to giggle.

"You do know the red meat and chocolate isn't some peculiarity of hers."

"Then what is it?"

"It's what helps the most with a coming transformation. My only question is how Wemsi knew to give it to you."

"You've known this? What didn't feel like sharing?"

"I thought you would know." She shrugged. "I wouldn't tell Sirius or James to eat their damn vegetables, so why would I tell you how to eat?"

CRACK!

"Miss Jean wants Wemsi? Does Miss Jean want Wemsi to care for Mr. Lupins?" She asked hopefully.

"No!" Remus objected too passionately. "Sorry..." He blushed. "I'm fine Wemsi, thank you for caring for me yesterday." He added softly.

"I just wanted to know Wemsi, how you knew that he should be eating red meat and sweets - preferably chocolate?"

"Because Mr. Lupins is a werewolf." Wemsi answered simply, sending a rising panic through Remus as he tried to look through his curtains to either side.

"Relax Remus, they can't hear us." Jean reminded him.

"Wemsi did." He hissed.

"Wemsi's a bonded House Elf, she will know if I say her name no matter where I am or what magic is at work." Jean sighed, with Wemsi nodding her agreement.

"Wemsi will always come to Mr. Trevor and Miss Jeans call." She gave a curt nod.

"H-how did you know Wemsi?" Remus managed, his throat sounding dry.

"The same way Wemsi knows a Wizard from a Muggle." She shrugged. "I'm an Elf."

"Ah, and you knew what to feed him, because of my Defense Professor – Mr. John – being a werewolf." Jean carefully fed Wemsi the story, hoping that she remembered how they had warned her about this and hoping that Remus didn't think her tone or phrasing to be odd.

"Yes, Miss Jean." Wemsi smiled, answering without pause. "Mr. Lupins has not touched his breakfast." Wemsi eyed him and his plate.

"Right... thank you Wemsi it looks wonderful." He looked at his plate again, holding back a sigh for the loss of his breakfast of waffles and crepes.

"Does Miss Jean wants breakfast or coffee or tea? Cocoa?"

"No, not right now, I'll be going down to the Great Hall to eat. Just after sunrise, though, we would all love for some coffee and potions, again."

"You should go before Madam Pomfrey comes – she's in a right state." Remus warned.

"I know she caught the boys trying to come see you, I snuck past while she chewed them out." Jean smiled. "Try to eat and get plenty of rest before tonight." She stood.

"See you tonight." He smiled, as she waved off her privacy spells and peeked around the curtain.

"All clear gotta run." She whispered giving him one last smile before she hurried to the large double doors. Slipping past Madam Pomfrey and into the hall – and into a group of recently released students. "Oh, sorry, didn't expect anyone to be here."

"Don't worry about it." Said a girl in Gryffindor robes. "You're Orwell, right? 'The Slytherin with a heart'?"

"Oh please tell me that's not coming back." Jean tried not to groan.

"HA! I'm not sure it ever went away." Snorted another Gryffindor girl.

"I'm Mary. I saw you and your brother fight. I was impressed." Said the first girl offering her hand.

"I heard you saved Lupin from bleeding to death and saved Evans and her friends." A Ravenclaw eyed her.

"They're my friends too." Jean corrected.

"Ignore Dorcas and Marlene." A Gryffindor boy with a Head badge on his chest stepped up, and Jean smiled at him. "They're having trouble seeing past the green." He stage-whispered.

"It's good to see you again Mike – James and Sirius aren't driving you too crazy, are they?"

"Oh I can handle those two – I just threaten to bench 'em for the next game." He laughed.

"You two know each other?" Asked the unnamed Gryffindor girl.

"Yes, Marlene, Jean here and her brother Trevor are my Aunt's favorite students." He laughed. "And they are both close with Potter and Black, so I've seen them around quite a bit. So how is Lupin? I saw you sneak in to see him – I heard it was bad." he added with obvious concern.

"He'll be in the Hospital for the next few days. He did lose a lot of blood, but he's doing good, and he'll be fine." Jean assured him.

"Good." He grinned, his usual happiness back, and he offered his elbow. "Let me walk you to breakfast?"

"Sure." She laughed, hooking his arm with hers.

~.~.~


"Black, Potter." Mike greeted.

"Hey, Mike." James smiled.

"Oh, you brought me, my girl. Thanks, mate." Sirius smirked, at Jean as he stood and pulled her from Mike's arm.

"Your girl huh?" Jean raised an eyebrow, as she tried not to be amused.

"If Jean could be claimed by anyone, it would be me – you know her twin." Trevor slipped Sirius' arm from her shoulders and replaced it with his own.

"Yes, I think twins get dibs." She smiled, slipping her arm around Trevor's back.

"Alright," Mike laughed, "I expect you two to be on time for practice." He pointedly looked at James and Sirius who gave back their most innocent of faces. "Good talking to you two again, Orwell and Orwell." He smirked before leaving them to join his friends down the table.

"So how's Moony?" James asked the moment she sat at the table next to Trevor.

"I can't believe Madam Pomfrey wouldn't let us in." Sirius muttered, stabbing his sausages with his fork.

"He's looking good." Jean nodded.

"You never tell me how I'm looking good." Sirius pouted.

"No, but it's all I talk about when you're not here." She purred, sending Trevor into a snorting turned coughing fit, and the rest of their friends into wild bouts of snickering and giggles.

Before their laughing stopped, the owls had entered and left the hall dropping their post down on them. Twit had delivered a package of cookies from Hagrid, and Twoo had delivered the letter from Hagrid asking how everyone was, and asking them to come fill him in after breakfast. Jean also received the Prophet, which for once, she opened immediately. The front page covered the attack on Hogsmeade the day before.

"What does it say?' Trevor whispered.

"Over twenty Death Eaters were captured or killed." Jean answered as she continued to read. "They name them, except an untold number who were underage." She muttered, right before a collective gasp took the Great Hall followed by an explosion of chatter.

"What's the bit everyone is talking about?" Sirius hissed.

"They name students who were captured as Death Eaters – the ones what were of age and have been sent to Azkaban to await trial." Jean answered.

"Who?" James asked looking from Jean to Lily to Trish (all holding the same article in their hands).

"Nott and Selwyn." Lily whispered.

"Flint. His birthday was only two weeks ago apparently." Trish added in hushed tones.

"They all were branded, and expelled last night and officially charged."

"Shit..." Lily muttered, gaining her the attention of everyone.

"What's juicy enough to get your swearing?" Sirius grinned.

"Fawley." Lily breathed, her eyes wide.

"We have a student named Fawley?" James asked.

"No James." Trish gulped.

"Professor Fawley was capture. He claims to have been under the Imperious. There's an investigation." Jean explained, leaving the two boys speechless.

"The writer this, Miss Skeeter woman, is painting Dumbledore as some blundering idiot. How was anyone to know?" Lily huffed, slapping the paper down on the table.

"She claims 'at least one' student is missing, and that there 'were at least two' separate pools of blood found with no bodies." Trish scoffed. "She calls Hogwarts a Death Eaters playground. Says Dumbledore is covering up countless deaths to protect his image." She rolled her eyes.

"She suggests Death Eaters have been attacking Hogwarts for months but were covered up."

"And that he's been turning a blind eye to those captured - and 'who knows how many others still at the school' – being Death Eaters and their 'countless attacks' on the student body."

"I'm tired of writers like her – skewing things and just making shit up." Jean growled.

"What can we do?" Lily sighed helplessly.

"Send her a box of dung." Sirius grinned a questioning look to James, who nodded with a smirk.

"We could ask Hagrid if he has any from the animals."

"I'll ask him." Trevor smiled. "But you have to collect and post it."

"Deal." Sirius and James chirped.

"I'll be back in 10." Jean hissed to Trevor with a smirk.

"Oh this looks good, I'm coming. See you guys later." Trevor hopped up.

"What? We'd go!" Sirius objected.

"Sorry. Twin stuff." Trevor shrugged with a laugh, as the two disappeared.

"Here," Jean whispered to Trevor, and placed the paper in his hand, "the other names are of interest too – at least to us."

"This Rosier Sr, our Crabbe Sr. and ..." He scanned the names.

"And Lucius." She whispered. "I knew I'd heard that voice I just couldn't place it." She shook her head at herself.

"That might be bad."

"It might be very bad." She agreed.

~.~.~


"So this is what we're sending her?" Trevor looked into the open box. "A jar with an old button transfigured into a beetle in it?"

"Yes." Jean tried not to laugh. "You see Rita Skeeter is that horrible woman who wrote all that crap about Harry and then about Harry and me and Viktor."

"Right, and she did that article about Hagrid."

"Right, well Miss Skeeter is an Animagus, and she turns into a beetle that looks just like this."

"And she thinks no one knows." Trevor smiled. "She's going to freak." He laughed.

"The holes in the lid and the bits of grass, the twig, and label are just finishing touches." She shrugged. "For effect."

"Because you're an overachiever even when it come to blackmail." He snickered. "So, of course, you looked up the type of beetle she is, just to label the jar."

"Actually 'Scarabaeidae Aegialiinae' is just the family and subfamily she doesn't match any known breeds, Magical or Muggle."

"Only you would be nearly pouting at that." He grinned. "So is it ready for one of these guys to take?" He pointed at the school owls roosting above his head.

"Almost, Just a simple note on the lid of the box." She tapped it with her wand and the word 'Behave' appeared.

"Perfect." They said together.

~.~.~


A/N - Possible? Spoiler below (maybe?)

I don't want to spoil anything but below are some thanks and replies to comments that hint just a little at what is to come - I wouldn't call it a Spoiler but I don't want to spoil anything for anyone who doesn't want even a small hint of what is to come.

Guest - I do know who Jean/Hermione will end up with, and I will not be telling, but I will say that Jean will have more than one relationship (I just don't like the stories were people end up spending their lives with their first real boyfriend/girlfriend they have, because for most people that's not how life ends up - even if it did for me - it's boring which is why that will only be the reality for a few non-main characters - like Frank and Alice).

Riniko22 - Just because the Death Eaters went to Azkaban doesn't mean they'll be staying there (after all in canon Sirius escaped AND Voldemort broke out his followers the next year). That said, them going to Azkaban will mean that there will be some changes - like Narcissa's future.