A/N: I am sure most if not all of you that have accounts with Fanfiction have become aware of the issue regarding no notifications emails being sent about your followed and faved stories being updated. I am aware of the issue and was hoping it would be fixed quickly but it hasn't and as such I won't be updating this story until it is fixed, unless it of course takes forever and then I my return.

Chapter 24: Philosopher's Stone

Octavia was in the kitchen busying herself with making lunch for Remus knowing he would be awake soon enough after his transformation the previous night. Despite years of Wolfsbane Potions, he was still weak and exhausted after his transformations and normally slept the following day. It was when the Phoenix Patronus entered the room that she stopped.

Dumbledore didn't explain what happened, just requested that she return back to Hogwarts immediately.

She took a deep breath before, fear filling her as to the worst that could happen. She knew Willa and the twins were well known for attempting to enter the Forbidden Forest, despite Willa knowing better and she feared they ventured in too deep and had been hurt.

When she finished making lunch she wrote a note for Remus informing him of where she disappeared to before she made her way to Hogwarts.

She entered Dumbledore's office, barely acknowledging the students that she passed on her way.

"Quirrell decided to make an attempt on the stone last night." Dumbledore stop and she stopped in her place for a moment before continuing on.

The year was almost over, it wouldn't take much for the Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor to notice that she was disappearing every Full Moon. Despite her not being in attendance much at the beginning of the year she decided to hang around with hopes of keeping an eye on Quirrell. Quirrell may not know who the werewolf was but surely he would assume she was leaving for werewolf reasons.

"Of course he would do it when I'm off the grounds," she commented, crossing her arms over her chest. She wanted to be angry at herself but she promised Remus he would never be alone during a transformation ever again. Even the last Blue Moon she stayed with him, them both hiding out.

"I was lured off the grounds as well, he managed to fake a letter from the ministry," Dumbledore informed her and she shook her head.

"He really planned this whole thing. What happened last night?"

Dumbledore then proceeded to fill Octavia in on the events that happened down in the chamber, what he managed to piece together about Harry, Hermione and Ron without having spoken to either of them as well as his thoughts on how what happened to Quirrell when he came into contact with Harry.

"We searched his office once we were sure that Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley and Harry were all okay and safely in the Hospital Wing for Poppy to heal them. We found Willa unconscious, locked in a cupboard."

A growl escaped Octavia's lips at the thought of that monster doing something to her daughter.

"If he wasn't already dead he would be bloody well wishing he was, I just," Octavia shook her head as she began pacing in the office. "All year, he had Voldemort in him all year and none of us knew. We all thought he was in contact with Voldemort but to have Voldemort in him, how the bloody hell didn't I realise that Voldemort was in there?"

"You said yourself that Quirrell avoided you, you just thought he was afraid of you because of what you are Octavia. You couldn't have known that Voldemort was making Quirrell avoid you because he was afraid of you."

"He's not afraid of me, he's afraid of you. Me, he sees me as a thorn in his side." Octavia explained as she collapsed into the chair in front of Dumbledore's desk. "Willa, he had to kidnap Willa?" she muttered to herself.

"She is perfectly fine, Poppy said she can't find any proof of harm. You should know that nothing stays hidden from her."

"Yes because you and Poppy knew all along about the abuse I suffered within my own home but yet no one said anything because Sirius and I didn't say anything, may I leave now?" Dumbledore gave a slight nod and Octavia turned to leave.

Octavia headed straight for the Hospital Wing, she had to check on Willa herself despite what she has been told. There was a part of her that wished Quirrell was still alive just so she could kill the man herself.

"Professor?" Octavia turned her head and found Ron and Hermione sitting there on the bed, looking at her curiously.

"Mr Weasley, Miss Granger" Octavia greeted before continuing along to the back where she knew Pomfrey was keeping Willa.

After the incident in her first year when Willa was knocked off her broom during flying lessons and was lying unconscious for several hours it was discovered that her Metamorphmagus ability comes through and is much more noticeable. Octavia had requested that Willa gets placed in the back of the Hospital Wing with shades covering her if anything else happens, in attempts to keep the talent a secret.

Octavia also knew that the older Willa got, the more she was likely to be caught using her ability and the shades would be pointless.

Octavia walked over and sat on the edge of the bed Willa was on and softly stroked her head, "oh baby, what did he do to you?" she spoke softly.

"Willa is perfectly fine, I can't find any signs of Quirrell doing anything to her aside from a standard spell to put her to sleep," Poppy's voice came from before Octavia but she didn't move her gaze, just focused on her daughter.

"The potion?"

"Severus is brewing it as we speak."

Octavia just nodded as she looked down at Willa, softly stroking her hair and a smile appearing on her face as she watched as Willa's constant control on her Metamorphmagus finally dropped.

Normally Willa was seen with ringlet type curls and a clear complexion but in reality, Willa's hair should be a tangled mess of curls and her face had freckles covering the bridge of her nose. Octavia didn't understand as to why Willa hid the freckles but the hair she could understand, the mess of curls were a pain to maintain.

It was when Willa was sick while young that they discovered the freckles and untameable curls and they decided from Willa's young age that she was permanently changing her looks, much like Nymphadora was constantly changing her hair colour.

Octavia always appreciated the freckles that Willa had from spending so much time outside, thought they were adorable and distinguished Willa from the families they were trying to so hard to leave behind, they helped remind her that Willa had a childhood that she and Sirius always wanted, wanted to give Willa. It helped her remember that she was raising Willa how they always wanted too.

"Here," Snape's voice came from behind Octavia and she turned around to accept the Potion.

"Thank you," she spoke and Snape nodded.

"As much as I dislike both Potter and your daughter, I don't think I could wish that our trap would lure them in."

Octavia just nodded her head and watched as Snape turned and left before she focused back on her daughter and attempted to force the potion down her throat.

Octavia sat back and watched as Willa slowly woke up, stirring from the deep sleep she was placed in and when her eyes finally opened Octavia was relieved.

"Mummy?" Willa spoke, her voice laced with sleep.

"I'm here baby," Octavia spoke, reaching out and softly stroking her cheek.

"Quirrell?"

"Is gone baby, he can't hurt you. I promise you are safe."

Willa nodded and leant forward, hugging Octavia.

"He called me to his office and when I got there he was being weird, his stutter was gone and when I tried to leave he stunned me," Willa explained, pulling away from Octavia. "What happened, why did he do that to me?"

"Because of me," Octavia spoke and she could see the anger flash through Willa's face for a second. "We believe he was working for Voldemort, we believe he took you in hopes of getting me to agree to whatever he wanted but he was stopped before it went that far."

"What happened? Please tell me."

Octavia hesitated but she knew that if three first years knew what happened then surely her almost fourteen-year-old daughter can handle the truth. She told Willa everything that she knew, that Dumbledore had relayed to her.

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Willa was cleared to leave the Hospital Wing not long after she woke up, Pomfrey declaring her perfectly fine but she worried about Harry. Harry was still unconscious and no one knew when he would wake up, he had even missed the Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw Quidditch match and they lost because they didn't have a reserve Seeker to replace Harry.

Her mother had been taking the remaining Defence Against the Dark Arts classes because Quirrell was gone and it also didn't take long for stories to take over Hogwarts.

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"Is that Willa?" Harry question spotting the girl sound asleep on the bed beside him.

"Is it, I believe you two have much to talk about. Just don't hold anything against her, she to lost family in the war." Dumbledore turned and left the room, leaving Harry to sit there and wonder what it was exactly that Willa would need to talk to him about.

He knew what everyone else in the castle seemed to know, she spent a large amount of time in detention with the Weasley twins, played as one of the three Gryffindor Chasers. The things that only the Gryffindor students seemed to know was that she regularly butted heads with the Quidditch Captain, Oliver Wood but he couldn't bring himself to kick her off the team with fear of not finding anyone that would be able to take her spot, to play as well as her or as seamlessly as she does with Angelina Johnson and Alicia Spinnet.

Harry laid there and wondered about the possibilities, waiting for Willa to wake up so his answers could be questioned but the arrival of his two best friends distracted him from his thoughts about Willa.

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When Willa woke up, she looked over at Harry's bed to find him sitting up going through the get well gifts his friends had left for him.

"I'm glad you're awake Harry," Willa spoke, startling the poor boy. "I didn't mean to startle you."

"It's fine, what are you doing in here? I didn't think our friendship went further than Quidditch to dignify you visiting me." Harry questioned and Willa sat up on the bed for a moment before she got up and joined him on his.

"What do you know of your parents Harry?"

"Very little, I know that they were James and Lily Potter, they attended Hogwarts, my dad played Quidditch and they died at the hands of Voldemort." Willa could see the pain in his eyes.

She knew she's told him that her parents knew his but not much more. "Your father was best friends with my parents, you know my friend Emerson, she's in her second year?" Harry nodded. "Your father was friends with her parents as well, they were the best of friends since their first year. Your father played Quidditch with both of my parents but most importantly, your father is my godfather and my father is yours."

"Then why didn't I grow up with you and your family?"

"My mum says it's because she was never named your godmother, you never had a godmother just a godfather. Before you ask, my father isn't around, I grew up without him," Willa spoke as she looked over at the gifts as she pushed her own tears back at the constant pain of not having her father around.

"Where is he?"

"Azkaban," she stated before swinging her legs off the bed and walking over to where his get well presents were, looking through them.

"Azkaban?" Harry questioned but Willa didn't respond.

"Wizard prison."

"What'd he do?"

Even though she knew why he was sent to Azkaban, she was conflicted as to what to say about it. Her mother was dead set on believing that he didn't do what he was accused of, but Remus believed he was getting what he deserved.

"That doesn't matter," Willa decided to answer, knowing the truth will just raise more questions.

"Why have you never told me this before, or your mother? I know she's Professor Black."

Willa shrugged, "I've been told I'm not the best at social situations, I don't realise what should and shouldn't be said or done in certain situations."

"Why is that?" Harry questioned and Willa looked up at him.

"Get some rest, Harry. I will see you at the feast." Willa spoke softly before she turned and left, leaving the Hospital Wing knowing it wouldn't be long until Pomfrey came out and demanded she leaves.

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Octavia sat there in her office for a moment, still attempting to process the year that was the previous at Hogwarts. Things were interesting with Quirrell at Hogwarts and she couldn't believe that he was possessed by Voldemort of all people.

She gathered up her things before making the walk outside the wards allowing her to Apparate home, the students had left early this morning and she wanted to have a conversation with Remus before the girls had to be picked up, she didn't want to risk them overhearing any of this.

"Happy now it's the summer?" Remus questioned when she entered the kitchen and found him in there making himself a cup of tea.

"Much, this year rather interesting and I didn't want to put any of it in writing."

"What did Willa do?" he automatically questioned and a scowl appeared on her face.

"What makes you think she did anything? You know Harry is very much like James, has a knack for trouble. Although trouble seems to find Harry instead of him seeking it out like James did." Octavia spoke.

"Alright fine, what happened?" Remus questioned.

Octavia began explaining the events of what happened since Christmas, although she was able to confirm with him that it was Quirrell that released the Troll in Hogwarts over Halloween. She also explained what happened down in the chamber with Quirrell attempting to get the Philosopher's Stone, with her and Dumbledore being the only ones that know a fake stone was placed down there.

She finished it off stating that Quirrell was possessed by Voldemort and had he had kidnapped Willa.

"Is she alright?"

"Yeah, she's a little confused as to why he took her but there is only so much I can tell. I told her he would do it because I would do anything to make sure she is safe." Octavia explained.

Remus nodded, taking a sip of his tea before he spoke. "You would do anything for either of those girls. I can see why Quirrell would take Willa, Voldemort told him to state that you would let him go free in exchange for Willa."

"Exactly, he doesn't need to know that the stone was fake and I wouldn't have even second guessed the thought." Octavia had a slight smirk on her face.

"Even if he had the real one you wouldn't second guess anything if Willa was concerned," Remus argued and the smirk fell from Octavia's face. "Do Willa and the twins still have the map?"

"Last I heard, why?"

"Bit odd that Quirrell is being possessed by Voldemort and none of them saw his name on the map, they know that name and I would hope they instantly come to you when spotting it," Remus questioned allowed.

"I don't know if the charm works that way, I don't know if the charm can pick up on the two souls being in the one body. Maybe it only picked up the hosts soul and as such, they only saw Quirrell's name and not both?" Octavia suggested and Remus nodded.

Octavia had thought of that as well, she didn't want to believe that none of them was as reckless as to not mention seeing a name as big and powerful like Voldemort.

But then Octavia remember that Voldemort isn't his real name.

"Damn it," Octavia muttered and Remus raised an eyebrow but didn't question it.

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Willa sat as far as away as she could from Harry and his friends during the End of Term Feast and on the train she had charmed the door shut so no one could bug her and her friends but they all knew she was being oddly quiet but didn't question it as they knew what Quirrell had done to her.

"How have I never noticed this before, Willa has freckles," Veronica spoke but Willa continued to look around the window.

"She normally morphs them away," Fred explained.

"Why? I think they're awesome and wish I had freckles, instead all I get is bloody zits." Angelina complained and the other girls added their own complaints about zits.

"She gets rid of those as well," Emerson pointed out.

"Wait she is a Metamorphmagus, that means she can change anything about her body." Lee pointed out.

The girls rolled their eyes while Fred reached over and hit the kid over the head for his comment.

But it was also with that comment that Willa finally turned and looked at her friends. "Are you suggesting that I enhance the size of my breasts? Or even any other part of my body to get attention?" Willa spoke, venom dripping from her voice and the others were shocked not having seen this side of her yet.

"No, not at all," Lee spoke, stumbling over his words.

Willa narrowed her eyes at him but Fred quickly caught the action of her raising her arm with a wand in hand and he quickly placed his hand on hers and forcibly lowered her arm.

"Friends don't hex friends. I'm sure Lee was just curious." Fred spoke, hoping to calm her down.

"I promise I was, was also thinking of the pranks you could pull with a different appearance, wouldn't be hard to charm your uniform to match a different house," Lee suggested and it instantly spiked everyone's interest on the topic.

"Could be interesting, also a plan for the new year when we return in September," Willa spoke and all they all noticed the glint in her eyes.

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"Tell me now you didn't see the name Tom Riddle at all on the Marauder's map at Hogwarts this year?"

Willa was startled at the sound of her mother's voice for a number of reasons, one she didn't hear her mother enter her room and to the tone of her voice, it was stern and almost scolding.

"No, but I rarely use the map, only when we plan pranks otherwise the twins keep it to try and remember every inch of it," Willa answered, not recognising the name at all.

"Can you please ask them if they saw the name?"

"Of course mum, what's going on?"

"Nothing baby," Octavia spoke softly, giving her a smile and all traces of previous scolding and seriousness had disappeared.

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Willa walked downstairs and found her mother in the kitchen, at first she thought her mother was working on breakfast but there was no movement coming from her mother.

"Mum?" she questioned softly and her mother slowly turned around to face her.

"Morning baby, what do you feel like for breakfast?"

"I'm fine with anything. Are you alright?" Willa walked over and took a seat on the bar stool at the kitchen counter and looked at her mother.

"Fine baby. Why are you keeping your freckles?"

Willa just shrugged in response, she wasn't sure why she was now choosing to keep her freckles. There was a part of her that was sick of the part concentration she always had because of it. She knew that she would constantly have it because of her hair, she would rather the constant feeling of concentration instead of deal with the tangled mass of curls she had inherited.

"Harry asked a lot of questions after he woke up, some of them I didn't know how to respond because I don't even know the answers," Willa spoke.

"How about once he has left the Dursleys, Molly and Arthur were speaking of inviting him to spend the remaining part of the summer with them, I will sit down with him and answer any questions he has," Octavia suggested and Willa nodded.

"I'm sure he will appreciate that," Willa gave her mother a smile.

She partly knew how Harry felt, she grew up without her father and wished she knew more about him but every time she questioned Remus he turned angry, her mother was reduced to tears and because of those reactions she feared asking her uncles. She tried asking Andromeda but she would always say to speak to her mother.

If she grew up without both of her parents she would try anything and everything to find out more information about her parents.

She hoped a conversation between Harry and her mother would help give him the information he wished to know.

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Willa arrived at Burrow with the full intention of bitching out the twins for getting grounded for the remainder of the summer, she hasn't heard what they did but she would find out. Instead, when she entered the kitchen she found Harry sitting there at the table.

"Hi Harry, what are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same question."

"Yes well the twins are my best friends, I'm regularly seen coming and going through here but now that they are grounded it may change."

"Ah, that may be my fault. They and Ron turned up at my home in the middle of the night and brought me here." Harry explained and Willa laughed.

"Of course those bloody idiots thought this was a good idea, they probably took that flying car of Arthur's as well."

"How'd you work that one out?"

"Because it's what I would have done," Willa winked at him before leaving the kitchen and heading into the living room, in search of Molly.

"I was wondering how long you would last before turning up here to yell at the twins for getting in trouble," Molly spoke spotting Willa enter the room.

"Yes well at first I didn't believe mum and then a couple of days went by and they didn't turn up at my house like they usually do. Do you mind if I take Harry with me?"

"Of course dear."

"Thank you," Willa gave Molly a smile before entering the kitchen again. "Good you're finished, you're coming with me," Willa ordered as she walked over to him and stood beside him.

"Why where are we going?"

"My house where else you nimbus?" Willa mocked before leading him over to the floo.

"What are you doing?"

"Just stand still, they will kill me if I lose you," Willa spoke as she threw the Floo powder onto the ground and pulled them through the network.

"Come on," Willa tilted her head and stepped out of the fireplace.

"This is your house?" Harry spoke sounding shocked.

"Yes, what's wrong with it?"

"Nothing, I just assumed something similar to the Weasleys, this is more like what I grew up in. It looks completely muggle."

"It used to be, these days the muggle appliances don't work but if you look out the windows you'll notice we have muggle neighbours. All I know is that my parents loved Muggle Studies when they were at Hogwarts, speaking of which, where is my bloody mother."

"Don't talk that way!" Harry laughed as Willa's movements froze at the sound of the voice.

"I swear she has the best hearing in the world, her and Moony." Willa shook her head before heading the through the door.

Harry took in the sight of the lady standing there and instantly recognised her as the Professor at Hogwarts he didn't know much about, even most of the other students couldn't say much since it was generally only a small number of students that took her class.

Harry tried to ask why she only taught the 6th and 7th years but no one had the answer to that question, he thought that maybe Professor Kettleburn wasn't suited well enough to teach a NEWTs level class but the older students explained that Kettleburn was around long before she started teaching.

"So that is where you went," the women gave Willa a fond smile before she walked over to Harry.

"Harry is it wonderful to finally meet you, my name is Octavia. I would have come and introduced myself at some point throughout the year but I thought it would be rather weird since you would have no idea who I was," She introduced herself.

"Where's Moony?" Willa questioned as she walked over and took a seat on the bench.

"Do you really have to sit up there?" Octavia scolded and Willa shrugged.

"Moony always says I'm too much like you and dad, now where is Moony?"

"At work, he will be disappointed he didn't get to meet Harry."

"Yes well that is Moony's fault for working, why is he working anyway?"

"Because he needs something to do while we are all at Hogwarts now."

"He could always join us, I presume Dumbledore is looking for another Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor?" Willa questioned and Octavia picked up the wooden spoon and poked her with it in attempts to get her off the bench. "Will you stop it mother," Willa snapped, her hair flashing a brighter shade of red shocking Harry.

"Woah," he stated and it was seconds later Willa's hair returned to normal.

"What are you cooking mum?" Willa questioned.

"Seriously Willa get off the bench or I will ground you as well and you really won't be allowed to see the twins," Octavia snapped and Willa shrugged before jumping off the bench. "Now Harry I'm sure you noticed Willa's hair?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Please call me Octavia while we aren't at Hogwarts," Octavia smiled at him before moving the pot off the stove. "Willa here is a Metamorphmagus and I don't suppose you know too much about them, Metamorphmagus can change their appearance at will." As Octavia explained Harry looked over at Willa and discovered she was no longer looking like herself. "Willa seriously," Octavia scolded and a laugh came from the younger girl who was now looking like some other girl.

"I thought Harry could do with a visual presentation."

"Now I understand why McGonagall spends so much time in my office, letting me know what you have gotten up again."

"You were barely at Hogwarts the past year," Willa responded and Octavia chose to ignore her, instead she looked at Harry.

"But if Willa can change her appearance at will why would her hair flash a different shade of red like that?"

"When her emotions get the better of her, her hair changes colour to illustrate what she is feeling. She was annoyed I was poking her with the spoon, so as she snapped at me her hair changed colour, although it generally comes out when she's angry but I swear half the time she puts it on," Octavia looked over at Willa and noticed the innocent looking smile on her face, Octavia just shook her head before looking back at Harry. "Because her hair is bright red anyway, most people miss that change."

"That makes sense, is it just the red?" Harry questioned and Octavia looked over at Willa who just shrugged.

"Don't look at me, I don't pay attention to my hair."

"No, you just make sure it's not a tangled mess of curls."

"My curls are a nuisance," Willa responded with a frown on her face.

"I have a question for you Harry," Octavia spoke as she placed the wooden spoon down on the bench, ignoring Willa.

"Yes?"

"How did you get past the demiguise? It was meant to be virtually impossible to pass and with Quirrell dead, I am unable to ask him."

"What's a demiguise?"

"I know this one," Willa commented with a large smile. "A demiguise is a small white creature with large eyes, it can make itself invisible which is why most hunters like to hunt them because their coats are particularly useful when making invisibility cloaks but they can be rather hard to catch since they have precognitive sight which means they can see the near future," Willa spoke and Octavia gave her a proud smile.

"Willa is correct, it's why I gave Dumbledore the creature since you have to be unpredictable in catching it to reveal the door."

Harry shrugged, "there was one empty room, we just thought Quirrell took care of it like the troll."

"What if the demiguise saw what they were attempting to do, or saw what Quirrell was attempting to do after he had already caught the poor thing and just let Harry through mum?" Willa questioned.

"It's possible I suppose, I am curious to know how Quirrell was unpredictable."

"Maybe Quirrell knew what you would pick, maybe he found out you had a demiguise placed in there?" Willa pointed out but Octavia stayed silent.

Octavia had a feeling that is what happened since she spent the remaining part of the term after what happened to nurse the poor thing back to health, she had no idea what Quirrell did to the poor creature but it wasn't in the best health when she retrieved it from the chamber.

Willa walked over and placed a hand on Octavia's arm, "Miles is healthy now, you made him healthy again."

"Still can't believe you named him Miles," Octavia muttered before all three of them looked up at the roof when they heard a banging sound. "Honestly, so much for returning him to the Forbidden Forest."

"He will at some point mum, he loves being in the forest. Now I am going back to the Burrow and yell at the twins, Harry I assume mum will show you how to Floo back." Willa spoke before she left the room and Harry looked at Octavia.

"Floo?"

"It is the way you travelled here, how we travel through fireplaces. Every single fireplace that is on the Floo network is linked with the Public access places but to get to private locations the two houses have to be keyed in together. From memory, it is a sixth-year charm you learn. Now I assume you have many questions about your parents, I know Willa told you I was friends with your parents." Octavia spoke and Harry slowly nodded.

"I got a photo album from Hagrid for Christmas, looking back now I remember seeing you in photos."

Octavia gave him a smile. "Yes I sent Hagrid many photos, I don't believe I will be the only one who did so. Your parents were friends with so many people despite how many of us were killed during the war against Voldemort."

"You aren't afraid to say his name?" Harry questioned, Dumbledore was the only one he knew could say his name without being afraid as if there were consequences.

"No." was all she said on the matter. "Now how about we head into the living room, I'm pretty sure I have more photos here somewhere as well as others that I didn't forward to Hagrid and you can ask me as many questions you want and I will try to answer them the best I can," Octavia spoke and Harry nodded following her into the other room.

Harry tried to think of what questions he could ask, all year he's had so many things he's wanted to ask even when he learnt that both Willa and Emerson somehow knew of his parents but didn't answer any questions.

"Willa told me her dad is my godfather but he's in jail. Why didn't I have a godmother and have to grow up with my aunt and uncle as a result?" Harry questioned as he sat on the couch while Octavia stood in front of a large bookcase.

"Yes that is correct, my husband is your godfather. Wizard jail is called Azkaban, you will hear that term a lot during your time at Hogwarts. As for why you don't have a godmother, your mother didn't pick one. Lily and Petunia didn't have godparents of their own and as such Lily found it a little odd to pick them, she couldn't bring herself to pick between her friends to raise you in the event of her and James' death." Octavia explained and it made sense to Harry but he didn't understand why she didn't try and get custody of him.

"Why didn't you try to get custody of me? Or does that not happen in the Magical community?" Harry questioned and he could see something written on her face before she turned around, putting her back to him.

"No, it does. To begin with, I was raising Willa without my husband, my nephew while my brother was in St Mungo's, our hospital, recovering from the war and then a couple of months later I had gained custody of Emerson. At first, I was grieving and then I was struggling to raise three toddlers, by the time I had it all under control and thought about getting custody of you I had my own problems in regards to keeping custody of Willa and Emerson."

Harry hated the answer but he accepted it, the way she spoke made it seem like that she was the only one left of their friends and she was still hurting being alone. He didn't want to pry anymore and make the person he's only just met get hurt.

"Any other questions Harry?" Octavia questioned as she walked over and sat beside Harry on the couch, with a photo album in hand.

"You went to Hogwarts with my parents, tell me about them."

Octavia had a smile on her face. "Well Lily, we didn't get along at Hogwarts, not until our seventh year when your parents started dating. As for James, we instantly got along despite our families having not gotten along in the past. The boat ride over the Black Lake on our first night at Hogwarts, we were arguing over whether or not the Giant Squid was in the water. I got thrown into the water but James, who only met me hours ago already cared enough about me to be worried. Your parents were such kind people, very loyal to their friends and were so brave and their love was something to admire."

Harry smiled up at Octavia, asking the next question that came to his mind and Octavia laughed before answering the question.

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A/N: Thank you to everyone who continues to read, set alerts and review my story it means a lot to me but reviews mean even more as they let me know what you enjoy.