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Chapter 29

When we stopped spinning, I found myself sitting on the floor of Sirius's kitchen in the basement of his home. The first thing I noticed was Sirius shoving Kreacher out of the door and cursing under his breath as he did at. Once we had all gotten back to our feet, Sirius walked directly over to Harry and me. He gave us both a big hug and I felt like I never wanted to let go.

"How are you doing?" he asked me while Harry helped Ginny stand up.

"I've been better..." I murmured.

Once everyone was standing up, Sirius looked at us all in question. Obviously he had been informed that Mr. Weasley had been injured, but I highly doubt that he had any knowledge of how exactly anyone had figured out about it that quickly considering no one was with Mr. Weasley. He was wondering what we had to do with any of this.

"Would anyone care to explain what is going on?" he asked.

Sirius looked from Harry to me with a raised eyebrow as of expecting us to start explaining right away. For some reason I found it difficult to find the right words to speak because I as afraid of what Sirius would think. Would he have the same response that Dumbledore had or would be think that we were demented?

"What exactly did you two see?" Fred asked.

Harry and I looked at one another and gulped. Feeling panicked, I immediately looked at the floor so I wouldn't have to see their faces when we told them what had really happened and how we had found out about it.

"Well...we saw Mr. Weasley get attacked in our sleep..." I said slowly.

"So...like a dream?" Sirius suggested.

"Sort of..." I said quietly. "But it was more of a vision..."

I trailed off and Harry squeezed onto my hand and told the rest of the story for me. I didn't dare look up at anyone in fear of what they might be thinking. Once he was finished telling the story of what happened we all stood in silence for a moment.

"We need to go to St. Mungo's," Fred insisted as he began to walk out of the room.

In one swift movement Sirius stepped in front of the door and blocked it so that neither Fred nor George could get out of it. Ginny wasn't far behind them and they were all giving our godfather a look of pure confusion and irritation.

"What are you doing?" George asked. "Get out of the way."

"No, you all cannot go," Sirius said. "It would raise question."

"What does it matter?" Fred yelled. "That's our father and he could be dead for all we know! Now move!"

"NO!" Sirius shouted as Fred began to push him out of the way.

"Why can't we go?" George asked irritably. "What questions could it possibly raise - we're going to the hospital to visit our father - what's odd about that?"

"Because you aren't supposed to know," Sirius said while closing his eyes. "They don't know that Harry and Emily have seen it and it's already risky enough considering where he was in the first place - he was there for the Order - "

"We don't care!" George yelled. "We need to go - "

"This is far more than you could understand!" Sirius shouted. "It's too dangerous - "

"What would you know about dangerous?" Fred spat. "You can't even leave the house anymore - what would you know?"

It was as if Fred had smacked him in the face. Sirius had gone really pale and everyone in the room stood in silence and only stared at one another. I half expected a fight to break out, but no one was moving a muscle.

"Listen, we all need to calm down," Sirius said. "I'm sure that you're mother has just gotten word from the hospital and she will surely send a message once she has figured everything out herself."

Ginny let out a large sigh and then sat down in one of the chairs sitting nearby. Although Fred and George seemed to be ready to start yelling again, they listened and took a seat next to one another at the table. Sirius let out a sigh and then walked over to get some drinks prepared while Harry and I took a seat.

"Here..." Sirius said as he flicked his wand and sent a Butterbeer in front of everyone.

We sat in silence for a while until some of the others began to fall to sleep waiting for some sort of message. Once nearly everyone was out of it other than Harry, Sirius, and me we began to talk quietly.

"How did you know that it was real...?" Sirius asked in a whisper.

"We could just tell..." I murmured as I folded my arms onto the table and laid my head into them. "It wasn't like a normal dream...it was too real."

Harry laid his head down as well and I glanced over at him and saw the guilt in his eyes. He was thinking along the same lines that I was - this was our fault. We didn't know how it was possible, but it somehow felt like we had been the snake that had attacked him.

"How have you been doing here Sirius?" I asked while trying to take my mind off of the image of us having fangs.

"Oh, it's been loads of joy," Sirius said sarcastically. "Kreacher and I have become the best of friends."

"That bad, huh?" I asked with a short laugh.

"I miss having everyone around," he sighed. "It gets quiet around here...well, I guess not too quiet with my mother screaming every five minutes."

"We're going to make sure to be here as long as we can this summer," I promised him. "I'm sure that the Dursleys wouldn't mind us living here."

"I would love that," Sirius with a small smile on his face - it's amazing how rare those had become lately. "It would nice to be able to see you two every day."

I nodded and felt even more sympathy for him then I had in a while. He hadn't actually complained much out loud, but I knew how much it was bothering him that he couldn't get out of this house at all anymore. He missed his old life when he could roam the streets without anyone noticing him and he was just the average wizard. He missed my parents. He missed us...

"Do you remember when you used to visit me every day in the Shrieking Shack?" he asked with a smile.

"Yeah, it was quite dangerous then," I said. "I could have gotten in a lot of trouble for that...but it was worth it."

"I miss that," he said. "I just wish that Dumbledore would let me stay there again - it isn't like anyone would find me."

"I'm not so sure," I said. "Umbridge seems like the type to check there."

"And I'm sure that Severus has already told her all about that spot anyway," he said irritably.

"No, I don't think he would," I said honestly. "I think he tries to avoid her as much as he can."

"Really," he said in surprise. "I would have thought that they would have been the best of friends."

"They hate each other," I said. "Umbridge is constantly following Snape around to make sure that he isn't going out of line."

"Well I'm glad that he's not having a good year either," he said. "It brightens my day."

"He isn't the only one having a bad year," I said. "She's making it hell for everyone."

"Has she found out about that group of yours?" he asked.

"Not that we know of," I said.

"I think that is really good of you to be doing," Sirius said. "Shows that you all are still willing to put up a fight for what you should rightfully have."

"You just like that we're breaking the rules," I laughed.

"That's an added bonus," he smirked.

"Snape knows about the group too," I said.

"And he hasn't said anything?" he asked in surprise. "Wait - how did he figure out about it?"

"Well, he doesn't know exactly what we're doing," I explained. "But he knows that we're doing something we aren't supposed to be and that it involves rebelling against Umbridge."

"And he hasn't gone running off to someone to stop it?" he asked.

"No," I shrugged. "I think he likes that we're doing this."

"Wow," he said while sitting back in his chair. "He's changed a bit since we were in school."

Just before I had a chance to say anything there was an enormous flame that erupted from above us. Everyone that was dozing off suddenly jumped up and looked up to watch a roll of parchment fall to the ground.

"Fawkes - it must be Dumbledore," Sirius said.

"But that isn't his handwriting," I said as I leaned over Sirius's shoulder to get a look at the parchment in his hand.

"It's your mother's," Sirius said as he tossed the letter over for George to read.

"Dad is still alive," George read allowed. "I am setting out for St. Mungo's now. Stay where you are. I will send news as soon as I can. Mum."

"Still alive?" Fred said in a hoarse voice. "Does that mean that...?"

He couldn't finish his sentence as he buried his face into his hands. George couldn't utter a word and Ron and Ginny were speechless as well. All of them walked over and sat next to each other so that they could grieve together as a family. I wanted more than anything to say something to help ease their pain, but I knew that it wasn't the right time for us to say anything. As much as we thought we were in this family, we knew that we weren't really.

For the remainder of the night we all remained very quiet. After an hour or so Sirius suggested that we all move into the sitting room and that was the only comment that was made for a long time. Once we got into the sitting room George pulled me over to the couch to sit with him and Fred. He held me close to him when we sat down and I had to do everything in my power to not cry over the pain that I could see in all of their eyes - especially George.

"I love you," he whispered quietly to me in a choked way.

"I love you too," I whispered back as I hugged onto his side and leaned my head against his shoulder.

It wasn't until it was nearly 5:30 in the morning that Mrs. Weasley came in through the front door. When she did, everyone jumped up and looked at her and waited for some sort of answer. She looked very pale and panicked in the face which led me to believe the worst until she managed to let out a few words.

"He's all right," she said.

Fred, George, Ron, and Ginny all raced over to her and they all hugged each other tightly. Sirius, Harry, and I all looked relieved, but substantially awkward around this saddened family. After they all let go of one another, not much else was said before we were all sent to sleep by Mrs. Weasley who insisted that we get as much rest as we could so that we could go visit Mr. Weasley in the hospital later that day.

Harry gave me a meaningful look just before we went off into our rooms - neither of us were going to be sleeping that night. There was no way that I would allow myself and I knew that Harry felt the same. We weren't going to risk having to see the same image that we had when we had last gone to sleep the night before - what if we attacked someone else?

So after I said goodnight to everyone and laid down, I kept my eyes open and I made sure that I wouldn't get too comfortable. Once I was sure that Ginny had fallen asleep, I stepped out of my bed and walked quietly out into the hallway and down the stairs to the sitting room where I found Kreacher lurking nearby.

"Filthy half-bloods...walking around my mistress's home," Kreacher muttered under his breath. "If she only knew what her son was allowing in her noble home..."

"Now I see where Sirius's lovely mood is coming from," I said sarcastically. "It must be so nice to have such good company like you Kreacher."

He mumbled something else, but I wasn't able to hear it because he had already walked into the other room where I was sure that he was cursing all of our names for being in the home that he loved so very much. I wondered for a moment if he had always been this miserable and came to the conclusion that he must have been a little bit better when Sirius's mother had been around.

"Shouldn't you be sleeping?"

I glanced over and found Sirius standing in the hallway looking at me with a raised eyebrow. In his hand I saw a small bit of rolled parchment that he was twirling around in his fingers.

"I could say the same to you," I said.

"Well, I would have been sleeping if it wasn't for this owl that kept hitting my window," Sirius said. "I believe that this is for you."

He held out the letter and I took it from him with a raised eyebrow. I wasn't even aware that Hoot had known where Sirius's house was. Then again he had been here before - but who had sent me a letter? I unrolled it and read through it quickly.

Emily,

Dumbledore informed me of the events that occurred last night and I am sending a letter only to make sure that you are in a proper state of mind. I know you well enough to know that you are probably blaming yourself for this incident, but I want you to know that this was beyond your control and there wasn't any stopping it. Please take this into consideration and be happy that you were able to inform someone to get help at the proper time.

Love, Snape

"I don't like that he sends you letters," Sirius said in disgust. "I think he's forgetting that you aren't - "

"My mother?" I suggested. "Sort of like when you forget that Harry isn't my father."

Sirius stared at me for a moment and then shrugged his shoulders.

"Fair enough," he said as he sat down on a couch.

"Wait a minute - how did you know who this was from?" I asked as I sat on the couch across from him. "I never told you who it was. Are you going through my mail?"

"I was only curious about who had sent a letter to a house that no one is supposed to know about," Sirius said innocently. "That's all. It's not very common that I have letters delivered here."

I let out a small laugh before I went around and found some parchment and a quill so that I could write a message back to him so he wouldn't go all mother-hen on me. Sirius seemed like he wanted to read what I was writing, but I made sure that he couldn't see it because I know that the small fact that I was speaking to a man that he had hated his whole life would irritate him.

Severus,

You know me well, but obviously not well enough if you are under the impression that I'm just going to be brushing this event off of my shoulders like nothing ever happened. Although I thank you for your kind words of advise, I'm not so sure where you get the idea that there isn't a way that this could be our fault when no one else is certain of this at the moment. There are other things that I would rather not disclose in this letter that give me these sort of thoughts.

Love, Emily

I rolled it up and went upstairs to find Hoot perched on Sirius's windowsill. I pet him and handed him a small treat before handing him the letter in my hands to send him back to Hogwarts to deliver it to the concerned professor. Once I was finished, I made my way back down the stairs where I found Mrs. Weasley talking to Sirius.

"You're up awfully early Emily," Mrs. Weasley said when she saw me. "Maybe you should - "

"Molly, I don't think that she ever went to sleep," Sirius said.

"Oh..." Mrs. Weasley said looking a bit concerned. "Sirius, would you mind going to start some tea?"

"Sure," Sirius said.

Once he left the room, Mrs. Weasley walked directly over to me and put her arms around me and held me in a tight embrace. For a moment I wanted to cry, but I held back because I knew that this would make her upset if I did.

"Are you all right Emily?" she asked me once she let me go.

"I suppose so," I said without looking her in the eye.

She nodded but had the same concerned-mother look on her face that told me that she knew that everything wasn't actually okay with me.

"Did you see...everything?" she asked hesitantly.

I nodded and I didn't dare look at her. I wasn't sure what conclusions that she had come up with already about what we had seen, but I was afraid that she would know that this could be our fault.

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

"Sorry for what?" she asked with concern. "You saved Arthur's life dear, you must have realized that."

"Right," I said trying to put on a smile. "I'm just happy that he is okay."

"Let's go get some tea," she said. "Maybe that will help wake us all up."

It was at least one hour later when Harry came down into the kitchen. Judging by the bags under his eyes, I knew that he slept about as much as I had. Mrs. Weasley had the same reaction towards him that she had with me and she seemed eternally grateful towards us both. If she only knew...

Harry and I hadn't actually discussed what had happened earlier that day when we had felt the sudden urge to murder our headmaster. He hadn't actually told me that he had felt the same way that I had, but he didn't need to. It was one of those things that I just knew that we had shared. We didn't speak about it at all until Mrs. Weasley said that she would be going to use the bathroom and see if anyone else was awake - we figured that it would give us enough time to talk to Sirius.

"Sirius," Harry said. "I think that we need to talk to you about something."

Harry looked at me and I nodded in agreement. We needed to see what someone else's reaction would be to this because we both knew that we were thinking the same thing and that it was most likely our own fault that Mr. Weasley had been attacked.

We told every detail of the story as fast as we could to make sure we could talk about it before Mrs. Weasley returned from what she was doing. Sirius didn't say a word until we finished telling him about us wanting to attack our headmaster.

"Just before we came here on Portkey," I said. "We both had the same feeling of hatred towards Dumbledore when he looked us in the eye."

"We both wanted to attack him Sirius," Harry said. "Does that mean that - "

"I'm sure that it was just the aftermath of the dream that you both had," Sirius said. "You shouldn't be thinking that much into it."

"But it wasn't like that," I said quickly. "The feeling just came out of nowhere - it was the same feeling that I had when I was the snake attacking Mr. Weasley."

Sirius closed his eyes and shook his head.

"Listen to me - both of you," he said. "The fact that you are both concerned about this proves that this was just a freak occurrence. You are not bad people, do you understand?"

"Yes, but - " Harry started.

"But nothing," Sirius said. "You two both need to go to sleep. I'm sure that is what is going on right now. You are both thinking too much into this because of your lack of sleep."

We were both about to object when Mrs. Weasley walked back into the room with a smile on her face. Behind her I saw Ginny and Ron following her and they quickly found a seat at the table and drank some tea. This marked the end of the discussion that we had with Sirius - not that he would have allowed us to continue anyway.

Once everyone woke up, we all decided that we would go to St. Mungo's when Mad-Eye and Tonks arrived to escort us there. Sirius seemed to be a little bit bummed because he couldn't go with us and was going to have to stay home alone with Kreacher again.

"We won't be there too long Sirius," I told him.

"Yeah, yeah..." he muttered. "Tell Arthur hi for me."

"I will," I smiled and hugged him. "Try not to mope around to much."

"Don't tell me what to do," he smirked.

Tonks and Mad-Eye showed up shortly after everyone finished eating lunch and I got the impression that they would be sticking out a lot when we went out into the public. Mad-Eye was attempting to hide his fake eye from view with a large, ridiculous looking hat that was sitting sideways on his head so it would cover his eye. Tonks was wearing incredibly bright clothing that went along with her short, bright link hair.

"So I hear that it was the two of you that told everyone about the attack," Tonks said looking impressed. "Do you think that the two of you could be Seers by any chance?"

"No," Harry said looking a little disgusted by the comment.

"Trust me," I laughed as I thought of Professor Trelawney. "We definitely aren't Seers."

"Just a thought," she shrugged. "But I guess that it wouldn't really make all that much sense considering you saw what was happening in the present instead of the future."

Mad-Eye went around trying to round up all of the people that were going as Tonks stood awkwardly next to me while Harry went to talk to Sirius.

"So I hear that you are our godmother," I said.

"That's right," she said proudly.

"Why didn't you say anything before?" I asked her.

"I don't know," she shrugged. "I guess I thought it would be better if we knew each other a little bit better. And to be honest, I didn't know if you two would like the idea."

"Why wouldn't we?" I asked her. "I'm sure that our parents knew what they were doing when they gave you the job."

"Thanks," she smiled.

"Okay enough of that," Mad-Eye growled as he walked by. "Let's go already."

We both laughed and everyone walked out of the door. You could always count on Mad-Eye to bring everyone back to reality.

...

Thanks for reading - I hope that you liked it! The next chapter should be up around Wednesday. By the way, I didn't get a chance to look over this for mistakes - so just tell me if you see any and I'll fix it as fast as I can! (thanks!)

So I got a lot of reviews for the last chapter in regards to whether or not Emily and George would stay together and I'm sure that if you all look back at what people were saying then you will be able to determine for yourself what is going to happen in the end.

I also got some responses for Harry and I would like to propose an idea - tell me what you think about. So you all, for the most part, seemed to be opposed to the idea of Cho and Harry (I wasn't exactly thrilled about that choice either) and some of you seemed to be content with keeping Harry with Ginny. But I was given a suggestion that I find pretty interesting and I'm going to share with you what I am thinking. What would you all think of Harry and an OC? I was thinking of either doing that or just keeping him with Ginny in the end, but having their relationship develop slower than it did in the book (my reasoning for that being that I thought their relationship was a bit rushed) - tell me your thoughts in a review.

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