A/N: So here is another update this week. I've been getting some nice feedback from you guys and I'm grateful for all of it. If you review me with questions about the story, I will reply back to you guys as soon as I can get my hands on a computer with internet, even if it's a simple 'thank you'.

Anyway, I welcome you once more into the story of a haunted girl named Selena…

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Selena jumped to her feet, seeing the lights go out in the Burrow. She tossed her broom aside and reached for her wand, trying to come up with a happy thought that she could use to conjure a Patronus. The others were completely caught off guard and Molly was screaming for her children to get in the house. Selena ignored the older woman and a silver coyote flew past her, charging the Dementors.

"George, get help!" Selena ordered, pulling her wand out of her back pocket.

"No way," George called back, hurrying to stand beside her. "I'm not leaving you alone with these dirty bed sheets!"

Selena looked at the Dementors, knowing that there were so many of them and so few Order members at the Burrow that very moment. She flicked her wand and produced a thin silver vapor.

Dammit! Why isn't this working? Selena thought, desperately trying again only to get the same result.

"Think about something happy 'Lena," George said as Molly, Fred, and Charlie shot off their Patronus. "You can do it."

Selena knew she could do it – having done it so many times before – but she couldn't come up with a happy memory that wasn't tainted with a mysterious, bad feeling. Her eyes narrowed as her insides grew cold and her hands grew clammy. She wasn't going to put up with this any longer.

Selena pocketed her wand and started walking towards the Dementors. Even though the Dementors were hardly physical creatures, she grabbed onto the sleeve of one and threw it to the ground. She pulled her fist back, the cold of the Dementors' presence creeping into her core. She was growing dizzy and a little sleepy, but her anger was keeping her awake.

"My father sent you," Selena hissed, glaring down into the blackness of the Dementor's face. "Why?"

The Dementor remained silent, staring up at her with unseen eyes. Selena wasn't exactly sure if they could talk at all, but it was worth a shot. The young witch looked around her as the scant few members of the Order present kept their Patronuses after the Dementors. George's Patronus was circling her, keeping the other Dementor's back, but it could do nothing to warm the chill of her heart.

Selena, you are my heir…Through you will come a new world order for pure blood wizards…All you have to do is come…come to your real family…come to me…

Selena shivered and froze as horrible images of actions she didn't remember flew past her eyes. There no longer was any happiness in her thoughts. Just confusion, fear, and anger. She stood and pulled her wand out, brandishing it at the fallen Dementor.

"You put them there!" Selena snapped, her eyes flashing in the dim light of the setting sun. "You put all those thoughts in my head!"

The Dementor rose into the air and stared down at her. Selena, though starting to grow weaker, threw out a Killing Curse that had no effect on the Dementor. The Dementors turned and fled into the night, allowing the lights to be restored and the warm summer air to come back in force. Selena stood there, breathing heavily and swaying slightly. She dropped her wand and turned slightly to face George, a dark light in her eyes.

"'Lena…?" George stared at her in surprise. "You…"

Selena collapsed onto the ground on her side, seeing only the blackness and images that she felt she should remember…

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Lupin arrived at the Burrow with Tonks moments before Selena had collapsed. He had been amazed at how she had charged a Dementor with her bare hands and that she hadn't been able to produce a Patronus. Everyone knew that Selena had been able to produce a Patronus at will even in the face of Dementors, but now? What had happened to her?"

"'Lena," George whispered, rushing forward.

Lupin hurried after the boy, to make sure that Selena had not been Kissed by the Dementor. She was breathing shallowly. Her skin was cold, pale, and clammy, but she had not been Kissed by a Dementor. George lifted Selena into his lap and stroked her hair, patting her face in an attempt to rouse her.

"'Lena, wake up and I'll give you some pepper imps," George said as if that alone would rouse her. "You can blow your stinky breath in my face…'Lena, please…"

Selena's face remained paler than normal and she didn't make a sound. Lupin reached into his pocket and pulled a small vial of smelling salt. He uncorked it and held it under Selena's nose. She coughed after a moment and weakly opened her eyes, peering up at the two men crowded around her.

"What happened?" she asked quietly, her voice shaking as her teeth chattered. "Why am I on the ground?"

"You ran into a Dementor," Lupin explained, searching his pockets for something that would help her. "It was a stupid thing to do, but very brave at the same time. I've never heard of a witch attacking a Dementor with only her fists…"

"And you're not going to hear about it again," Selena muttered, wincing as if something was bothering her. "I will never touch another Dementor with my bare hands again."

"Aw…" George complained in a teasing manner. "I was hoping to see you take on another dozen of them…"

Selena looked up at him, a frown playing on her lips. Lupin caught the look in the young witch's eyes and pulled out several bars of chocolate.

"George, take these to the others," Lupin ordered, handing them to the ginger haired boy. "And tell them to stay inside in case the Dementors come back. I need to have a word with Selena."

George didn't say a word nor did he look thrilled to leave Selena, but he took the chocolate bars and walked off to the others. Selena rubbed her arms, her teeth still chattering slightly as the summer air tried to warm her up. Lupin partially unwrapped a bar of chocolate and offered it to her, taking note that she eyed him with distrust.

"It's not poisoned," Lupin assured her. "It is quite safe to eat and it might actually do you some good to have some."

Selena reached out and grabbed the chocolate bar, taking a dainty bite of it. "Why are you helping me?"

"Contrary to your belief in me, I do care as much about you as I care about everyone else," Lupin said, helping himself to his own chocolate bar. "Though I can't imagine why you don't like me."

The daughter of Voldemort glanced at him. "I don't like you because you boss me around, you're a werewolf like that bastard who used to be in Voldemort's army, and I'm tired of you spreading distrust in me. That's why I don't even respect you anymore."

"Selena, if you don't like me, why do you make the potion to keep me harmless during the full moon?" Lupin asked, an eyebrow quirking up in mere curiosity. "And why haven't you tried to kill me?"

"I don't know," Selena muttered, looking away from him as she chewed some more chocolate. "I've always been good at making potions and since you got into that argument with Severus, the responsibility fell on my shoulders…And I have no clue why you aren't my hit list…" Her expression turned almost thoughtful. "Maybe it has something to do with Harry having already lost two father figures."

Lupin's heart clenched painfully at the memory of Sirius Black and James Potter. He had missed them for years and every time someone mentioned them, he would feel the depression slowly edge back into his life. Selena looked back at him when he remained silent and Lupin quickly shoved the rest of his chocolate bar in his pocket where it would hopefully not create a mess. He stood and offered a hand to Selena.

"You were very brave Selena," Lupin told her as he pulled her to her feet. "Not just anyone could attack a Dementor with their bare hands and not pass out."

"Um…" Selena looked at him out of the corner of her eye as they walked around the perimeter of the backyard. "I'm not brave. I'm just evil, well…evil-in-training. I'm stupid too; you said so, so it must be right."

Lupin smiled a weak smile. "Not everything I say is right Selena…"

"Really? I had no idea…" She rolled her eyes at him, the hint of a smile turning up the corners of her lips.

The werewolf sighed. "Selena, I am sorry that I revealed the secret of your pregnancy to the others. I realize now that you may have wanted to wait to tell everyone, but I also realize you like to keep secrets until it's too late for anybody to do anything about it."

Selena was silent as she chewed on a piece of chocolate, the color returning to her face as the warmth of the chocolate spread through her. Lupin knew that she still didn't trust him and probably never would. Why should she when he had always been against her?

"Remus, how did you know that I was pregnant in the first place?" she finally demanded, turning to face him. "George and I didn't tell anyone outside of school."

Though astonished that she had finally used his real name, Lupin tapped his nose. "I could smell something different about you…as gross as that sounds. That's how I knew Tonks was pregnant before she told me." He looked at her. "Miss Charis, I never meant to get you in trouble with the others…"

Selena laughed and threw the candy wrapper at him when she was done with the chocolate. "Don't lie to me or yourself, Loopy. You're pissed at me because my birth father is the man who killed your best friend, indirectly killed the other, and controlled the mind of Pettigrew before…" She instantly shut her mouth as if she knew she was saying too much.

"Before what?" Lupin pressed, searching her eyes for answers.

The witch hesitated. "Before…the Order…killed him…"

Lupin didn't like the way she wouldn't look at him directly as she said this. There was nothing he could do about it though and he really wasn't in the mood to accuse her of lying. "Right…I know I shouldn't base your character on that of your father's, but there is a part of me that can't accept you."

"I can't accept all of you either," Selena muttered, rubbing her left arm just below the elbow. "You're someone who has made my life miserable and constantly spills your guts to the people who don't need to know all that is going on with me." She bent down and picked up her broom. "I know you're trying to protect Harry, but that doesn't mean you have to ostracize me for being a little different than all the happy do-gooders."

Lupin looked amused. "A little?"

"Okay, so I'm very different from the happy do-gooders that are our friends. However, you can't ostracize me. It's not like I'm going to kill Harry. Evelyn would be heartbroken if I did. So what would I gain from killing The Boy Who Lived?"

The two started walking again in silence. Lupin shoved his hands in his jacket pockets and looked around them. He saw three faces pressed against the glass of the kitchen window overlooking the backyard. A small smile appeared on his face and he looked back at Selena when she cleared her throat.

"Selena?"

"Remus…I don't think the Burrow is a safe place for Harry to be anymore…" Selena said, looking out at the distance though her eyes appeared unfocused.

"What do you mean?"

"If the Dementors knew where to find Harry, the Death Eaters might not be far behind." The young witch looked at him. "And if they come, we won't be prepared to face them. Harry is still not ready to face my father…Don't you want to protect him?"

"Of course," Lupin watched her eyes, seeing accusations in them that she was unwilling to release. "I want to protect all of you, even at the cost of my life." He hesitated, swallowing nervously. "Selena, is there something you want to say?"

Selena shook her head stiffly. "Just tell Albus that I think Harry is in danger," she ordered. "And tell him whatever he did…to ensure Harry's safety…didn't work. I know it didn't work."

Lupin stared at her for a moment, but she refused to look at him. "I'll tell him and I'll tell the others to keep watch while the threat of the Dementors coming back looms over us."

Selena nodded. "I'll keep the first watch."

Lupin turned and walked into the Burrow to see how the others were doing. All seemed to have the color back in their face and no one was shivering anymore. Harry, however, was rubbing his forehead as if his scar bothered him. Oh, how Lupin wished he could relieve Harry of the nightmarish connection to Voldemort! It was his opinion that no one should have to suffer with a connection to the evilest wizard in history. Not even Severus or Selena.

"Lupin, what did the two of you talk about out there?" Molly inquired, looking away from the food she had been preparing for that night's dinner.

Lupin's eyes became haunted. "She knows."

"She knows what?" Ron asked, always clueless except in wizard's chess.

"Selena knows everything." Lupin said, looking at the people in the room. "She's starting to remember and…she told me that it didn't work."

"That's impossible!" Hermione commented, her eyebrows disappearing into her hairline. "No one can regain memories when their mind has been wiped clean magically!"

"She had help," Harry whispered, bringing the attention of all the others onto him. "Voldemort's was projecting images in her mind of the deeds he knew about when the Dementor's attacked." The Boy Who Lived looked up at Lupin. "And he knows where we are…"

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A/N: Please review. I see a lot of people who have read it, but not reviewed. Honestly, I don't bite…much. Ask any of my faithful reviewers, they'll probably say I'm nice or something. And I'm thinking about writing a Snape/OC story, a Charlie/OC story, and many others, I just need to find the time and energy. Luckily for me, I have summer break coming up soon and then, I'll dedicate my time to making you guys – or girls – happy.

Thanks! ~ Scarlet