Author's note: Please be aware that I own ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, everything, except my made OC(s), belongs to the wonderful Lady J.K. Rowling. THIS IS A TRIAL RUN! I would very much like to hear your thoughts. I was originally never going to upload this fiction. However, I know it was something I was looking forward to sharing. This is a Sirius Black/OC. So, welcome back readers! I hope you enjoy this one as much as you have the first 2 Harry Potter stories! :) Do enjoy, this is the PRE-Harry Potter Era, so it's going to be a bit. If she survives long enough. Keep your heads up and Enjoy!

Chapter 6

ANNOUNCEMENT! Yes, I did delete the previous update of this chapter before to many readers read it, I felt it was a bit iver board and needed re-directed, so, everything from the beginning of this chapter is still the same, however I did make changes towards the end of the chapter. I apologize for any inconvenience. I hope you'll still enjoy this chapter.

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Aurelia sighed as she spent the next days waiting for the Hogwarts paper to come out, waiting for that photo to surface. It was driving her insane! Margaret Skeeter was a Ravenclaw fifth year, and it turned out Margret was a nice girl it, very sweet, soft-spoken, never took anything overboard apparently, but when it came to her Newspapers and Journalist the girl was a genius, unlike her sister. While Rita Skeeter was a brilliant and talented writer, she always took things out of context and blew them out of proportion, turning nothing into a big nasty something. Or so she was told.

She jumped with small fright at the courtyard table outside on one of their free periods, Aurelia sighed at the soft chuckling of Sirius Black as he scooted in close beside her, gently nudging her with his elbow playfully.

"What are you up to 'Relia?" he asked, taking a bite of some candy string.

Sighing with a gentle laugh at his behavior, Aurelia sighed once again at him as she looked up from her books and homework. "Homework, why?" she asked him with a gentle smile. She watched with seem confusion as he moved and began to close her books and notebooks, put away her writing utensils, and sliding everything back into her messenger satchel, "Hey – wait- Sirius Black, what in Merlin's name are you -" she tried to finish a sentence but was uncertain of what to say since he continued to move about with her belongings and rested her satchel over his shoulder with his bag and began to laugh as she moved after him when he began to leave the open courtyard. "Sirius Black!"

"That is my name, love, try not to wear it out." He said with amusement, turning and began to jog through the open halls outside and towards Hagrid's as she shouted for him to come back. "You and I are going to Hogsmeade," He told her as he ran down the steps. Smiling widely when Aurelia caught up to him and grabbed his wrist, pulling him to a stop.

Finally catching up to him, her long blonde hair rolled up at the back of her head held in place by a chopstick hairpin, she grasped a hold of his wrist when he was in reach of her and pulled him to a stop, sliding in front of him to keep him from returning to his banter of fun. "I am not going anywhere with -"

"Margaret is in Hogsmeade getting her camera developed. She's picking up the photos today, right now." He told her with a grin. Slipping his hand into her smaller one, holding her satchel in two fingers out for her, his crooked grin as he watched her eyes spark.

Grabbing her satchel, Aurelia took a soft breath of hope. She could have sworn her heart skipped a beat as she looked at his crooked smile, the way his eyes shined with mischief, and a searing gaze she knew she'd never unsee or be able to forget about. "The picture,"

His crooked smile turned into a mischievous smirk, his thumb softly brushing over her knuckles, their fingers tangled in with one another. He loved the feeling of her soft hands in his hold. It felt right, like a piece of himself that he'd found in the sea of open oceans of annoyance waves. A treasure lost in time that he had found. "The picture,"

Smiling wide, a soft blush spreading across her cheeks at the warmth her hand was filling with, the heat rolling its way up her arm in waves before the sensation found its way over her chest, warming her cold skin she hadn't realized was old before and filling that painful void in her heart. Sucking in a difficult breath and trying to make it look as if it was an effortless breath in. Releasing the breath, Aurelia smiled wide with hope at him, his grey eyes lighting what she could only describe as his own happiness, and nodded. "Let's go," she whispered. Allowing Sirius to lift her hand to his mouth he kissed her knuckles gently and quickly and both took off in a jog towards Hogsmeade in search of Margaret Skeeter and that photo.

They raced the rest of the way into Hogsmeade, but as they came around a corner, Sirius grabbed Aurelia, lifted her up off her feet, and moved them back behind the wall they had come around as Margaret was walking out of a building, photos in hand and a wide smile on her sweet face as she flipped through the small stack of photos.

Looking around the corner, Aurelia smiled, the girl's smile was so sweet it was hard to think they were going to trick her to prank her into releasing the photos. She suddenly felt bad about going through with Sirius's plan. "I have a different idea," she whispered, looking up to Sirius who was looking around the corner with her.

Grinning down to the cute blonde, seeing the pleading look in her eyes Sirius knew she'd never be able to go through with a prank. But the deep look in her that said she truly had a plan made him smile in curiosity and nodded to her. "Okay,"

Smiling as she sat on the bench beside Margret, the brunette was still flipping through the photographs, most of them were of her hometown, landscape, and people just going about their day as the photo's flashed and the people in them would move for a few seconds. She watched over the girl's arm and shoulder a bit, watching the photos moving with a smile. When she came to the one of her and Sirius in the Hospital bed her chest fluttered and her stomach began to feel funny, almost like she had butterflies fluttering around inside her. Gently shaking her head to get her mind straight, Aurelia calmly cleared her throat and smiled big to her as the girl jumped a little from being startled.

Startled by the blonde's sudden presence, Margret hugged her photos close to her chest. It wasn't long before Margert recognized Aurelia and blushed at the girl's wide smile and apologetic smile, "Oh, h-hello,"

"Hi, Margret, right?"

"Yes, you're Aurelia, right? Aurelia Newnan? The girl Sirius Black was cuddled up with." She said with a smile, showing her the photo with a happy smile, "You both photograph nicely together. If you think you're going to get this photo away from me then I'm sorry to say -"

"I want the file, the copy you can keep. But only if you tell me what you intend to do with it?" Aurelia told her. Her sweet smile still wide across her lips. Just because Margret was a fifth-year didn't mean Aurelia couldn't out-dual her, she'd had some intense training in dueling to defend herself. She could, if she wanted to, take both copy and original, plus the film. But wanted to let Margret hand them over of her will alone.

Feeling a shiver running up down her spine at the sweet but slightly scary smile on Aurelia's face, Margret took a shaken breath and looked back to the photo of her and Sirius. With a sigh, her tension went away, feeling the possibility of a threat leaving, her shoulders slumping, Margret took the file canister from her bag and handed it to Aurelia and the first copy, "A picture is worth a thousand words and I can write anything from that photo. But I'm not my sister," Margret told her, looking at her small sweet smiling face with her own smile.

"Thank you…" Aurelia told her with a happy smile. Standing to leave, she felt Margret quickly grab ahold of her hand, stopping her. Looking back to the girl's hazel eyes, Aurelia took her re-took the seat she had stood from. Waiting and watching Margret curiously.

Her hand slipping from Aurelia's, Margret took in a breath of courage with a soft sigh. She was almost sixteen and she had gotten a photo of two younger teens than herself about to ask a young girl almost two years younger than herself this. "Can I ask you something?" Margret finally asked.

Raising a brow to her curiously, Aurelia got comfortable, slipping the file canaster and photo in her satchel, "Sure."

"Why was he there?" she asked the blonde. While she loved her family, her sister was distant and always stirring trouble for other people, her sister wasn't a real friend to even her, especially since their father was had cheated on Rita's mother and Margret was the outcome. Rita had been the one to uncover the affair and made it very public.

A bit caught off guard, Aurelia sighed as she thought about it, "Honestly I don't know. When I woke up, I was frightened, petrified actually, that my nightmares would have followed me out into reality, next thing I knew Sirius was there. Like a candle in the darkness and I wasn't scared anymore. I felt safe. I didn't care to ask why he was there, all I knew was that I was safe. And that is all that matters to me, even now. I don't care why he was there. He was and now I have two best friends, maybe another friend in my own house because of this photo?" she asked the last bit with a soft, bashful smile.

She watched the soft smile playing on Aurelia's face as she spoke, telling her a little bit more than what she had asked, but she was being honest with her, and Margret liked that. She smiled her own smile, one that had a little bit of shame for taking the photo in the first place. When she had taken the picture she hadn't realized who old or who was in it, only that two teenagers had been caught in the Hospital Wing together in a bed when one shouldn't have been there. She was ashamed of herself when she finally realized who had actually been in the bed, it was why she had run, thinking she would get a detention for taking the picture. Thankfully McGonagall hadn't said anything to her the last few days. Likely realizing Margret wouldn't have used the photo, but with McGonagall glaring at her the last few days had told Margret she would be better off not using the photo in the Hogwarts paper. Looking at her hands in her lap, Margret sighed softly as she nodded and looked back to Aurelia. She didn't have a lot of friends herself and Aurelia seemed like a sweet, smart, girl who mostly kept to herself or hung out with Kathrine and Heather, and they hung out with just about everyone from any house. They were well-rounded young ladies with smart heads on their shoulders. "I think a new friend would be nice… Thank you for not let him prank me to get those by the way." She told the blonde, who was now the one shocked and blushed. Laughing as she left the bench, and headed back towards Hogwarts.

Sirius softly chuckled as he came up behind Aurelia and took the small part of the seat to Aurelia's left near the edge, "Likely saw us when we cane around the corner or something."

Cracking a smile, Aurelia sighed and looked in her bag, pulling the film and the original printed photo from her bag and handed it to him, "She wouldn't have used it, Sirius. But she knew if I was here, you would have been too." She told him, her voice was soft as he took the photo and looked at it with a smile.

Taking in the pure intimacy of the photo, Sirius smiled as he looked from the picture that had captured his shock and aggravation while Aurelia had continued to sleep against him peacefully. Reaching into his bag, he pulled out a closed ink jar and quill pen and began to write along the very bottom.

Caught in Hospital; Sirius Black and Aurelia Newman – Sept. 6th, 1973

Smiling down as she watched him write the words, she glanced up to him from the corner of her eyes, "Caught in the Hospital? That's how you want to title the photograph?" she asked him with amused curiosity.

Smirking to her, Sirius looked into her green eyes then glanced down to her lips for a split second, redirecting his eyes to look back to her eyes, "Was I really a candle in the darkness when you saw me?" he asked, smirking at her blush and the shock on her face. He laughed when she closed her eyes and looked away from him, her hands coming up to cover her face bashfully. Wrapping an arm around her, Sirius laughed with blissful amusement.

Feeling her face heating up bright red, Aurelia covered her face, but with his arms wrapping around her and his arm pulling her back into him, she buried her face into his cloak-covered shoulder as he laughed at her embarrassment. "I can not believe you heard that," she said with humiliation.

Sighing loudly, still entirely amused, Sirius rubbed her arm, "I did. Every last word. Nice to know I can be a knight to someone rather than a perverted playboy with charm walking around the school." He said teasingly. Kissing the side of her head without a thought, Sirius tapped her knee and put the quill and Ink bottle away with the photo being slipped in with his things before he stood from the bench and held his hand out for her. "Come on, free period is likely over, meaning we'll be late for our next class."

Looking up to him, the sun shining in from behind him, his wide smile of amusement, his dark hair pulled back into a messy man's hair bun and his hand held out for her. Smiling, Aurelia took his hand and followed on beside him as they made their way to classes.

The Professor sitting at his desk calling names for his Defense Against the Dark Arts call to start, yet as he looked around his class he realized he had a couple of his students missing. "Where are Mr. Black and Mss. Newman?" he asked with some annoyance. Looking around the rest of the students coldly, the Professor sighed when no one spoke up and began his class.

Sirius and Aurelia were panting for breath as they ran down the halls for their Defense Against the Dark Arts class they were already very late to.

"Mr. Black! Mss. Newman!" a stern tone of Professor McGonagall was heard from behind them, her quick feet matching their way to them.

Both of them came to a dead standstill from their run. Sharing a look of worry, both students gulped with worry, slowly turning to face the Head of Gryffindor House.

Swallowing his worry of getting them both in trouble, Sirius cleared his throat a little, "Yes, Professor?"

"You are both requested in Professor Dumbledore's office, come along," McGonagall said without room for question or arguing.

Worried and honestly fearful the Headmaster was requesting their presence in his office, the two of them squeezed one another's hand and followed after her. "Any idea why he'd ask for us?" Aurelia asked.

"No," Sirius whispered to her, clearing his throat, Sirius took a breath of courage, "Professor, may we know why the Headmaster has asked for us?" he inquired curiously.

"That, Mr. Sirius Black, is for professor Dumbledore to know and you both to find out shortly," she told him, speaking the password at the Headmaster's magical stairway and waited fr them both, only to looked between the staircase and the two students, "Well, go on, he is waiting."

Taking a breath in for courage, Aurelia gently squeezed Sirius's hand and walked them forward and up the stairs, turning to him as they got to the Headmaster's Office Door, "I have you this time," she told him with a weak smile.

Hearing her words, Sirius looked down at her and smiled, "That sounds… Like a fantastic idea. I may need some courage for this." Sirius admitted. Honestly, he'd never been called to the Headmaster's office before, so he was pretty worried, especially since he was with Aurelia, not James and the other boys.

Smiling a bit happier at him, Aurelia nodded, "Come on, he doesn't bite," she joked a bit as she grabbed the handle and pushed the door lock hammer down with her thumb and opened the door as Sirius gulped.

"I may not bite, my dear, but I sure would like to know why my goddaughter and her classmate decided it to be a bright idea to wander off school grounds in the middle of the day with classes still attending?"

"Oh, um -"

"You see, Headmaster -"

"Margret Skeeter took a rather fetching photograph of you both a few days ago." He said, lifting a copy of the picture, looking at it closely. "I will not give you detentions this time, however, ten points shall be removed from your houses. Aurelia, my dear, I'd a word with you in privet if I may… If Mr. Black would be so kind as to remove his locked fingers from your hand." Albus said, his amused grin was wide on his bearded face as he raised as curious and knowingly vrow to Sirius, who, again, swallowed and removed his laced fingers from Aurelia's warm hand with a nod. "Thank you, son, now, Sirius, I believe you have a class you are late for, take this, he will excuss you, and when you arrive, please inform the Professor that Aurelia will be late as well and shall gather her classwork at the end of the day," Albus told him. nodding his thanks when the boy nervously nodded in agreement as he took the slip of paper and fought the erg to stay, forcing himself to leave and heading back to class.

With the door squeaking closed with a soft thud, Albus cleared his throat, "I don't want to know. However, there is something I'd like you to see. Come, this way." Albus said, standing from his chair and desk and walked up the tower steps to his personal living space.

The room was large, with a decent bed size in a corner and a desk in front of the large window of his room, a tall bookcase lined from floor to ceiling, and the walls filled with portraits and a few personal photographs. But it was the old, tattered red fabric-bound book that he pulled from the bottom shelf of his bookcase that had caught her attention, especially when Albus was handing her the book.

Smiling thoughtfully to the book and Aurelia, Albus nodded the okay, "Go on, take it." He told her, taking a seat at his desk chair with a sigh. Watching the young blonde open the face of the book to the first photo, the breath she sucked in and tears that came to her eyes at who she saw had her falling to her knees, a hand over her mouth as she stared at the smiling face of the cute blonde in the old photograph. Her arms wrapped happily around an equally smiling young Albus Dumbledore.

"I thought you may recognize her. This was not the first time I've experienced time travel this far back. If anything, I experienced it when I was, clearly, much younger my dear. Her name was Anya Renee Lestrange. She told me that it was the name the Lestrange family gave her when they adopted her. She was found wandering around when she was fifteen in the cold snow and winter rain. The grandmother of the Lestrange family at the time was leaving her family's Yule and Christmas celebration party when she found her. Her son carried the girl into their home and they cared for her. Nursed her back to health when she soon fell ill from being exposed to the cold for so long. Then they adopted her, forged their adoption actually, and with her too ill to wake and tell them anything of her name, her family, all they'd gotten out of her as she slept were names. Aurelia was one name she said in her sleep as she lay in their home, sick and possibly dying. While her name to them was Anya, to me, she was -"

"Nesrin," Aurelia said with a soft weepy voice, her tears hitting the corner pages as she turned the next page, she laughed a happy laugh as she softly cried at a very similar picture of Albus and Nesrin cuddled up on a picnic blanket in the warm sun. It appeared they'd simply fallen asleep, nothing more. Though it likely did, however, stir conversations back then. "That was taken by a friend of ours. He was late to our picnic meeting that summer and she hadn't slept well, so she took a small nap, I happened to follow behind her in rest and he found us like that. Naturally, everyone assumed she and I were an item back them since we were so close, other people assumed she was cheating on me with my best friend. But that wasn't true. She loved me, and him, of course, but they never knew the truth. He and I both loved her dearly, but we never laid an installment hand to her. Or at least, I never did." Albus admitted softly, remembering his two dearest childhood friends with sad remembrance.

Looking up from the photographs, Aurelia looked to the Professor with a frowned brow as she picked up the album and walked to him, setting the book on his desk beside him. She watched as Albus sighed and placed a gentle hand on the photo of him and Nesrin asleep. "I didn't realize the connection between you and her until I looked at an old photograph she had given me, one she always carried on her, no matter where she went." He told her, waving his hand to a small framed photo from across the room, the small frame floating in the air as it came to his call, and handed it to Aurelia. "I took one look at that and then I realized who exactly you were… She said to me when I asked her, that her sister saved her, that she was the only reason she was there and alive. Naturally, I was confused, she'd never mentioned having a sister before then, but she told me that I would one day understand."

Smiling to the small picture framed still photograph of them both with a laughing Louie's arms wrapped around the two laughing girls. Aurelia wiped the tears from her soft cheeks. "It was Christmas, I was ten, Nes was eleven. She and Louie put a bell on me because I wouldn't stop sneaking up on them and scaring everyone. What happened to her?" Aurelia asked with saddened worry. She wanted to know what happened to her friend, her cousin, her sister. She knew Louie had to be dead, or hopefully still fighting with the survivors. There were always survivors.

Sighing, Albus looked back to the album his hand was still resting upon, brushing his old hand across the photograph before closing the album, "She died, doing what she believed to be right. Trying to save her niece, a young woman she loved as close as a daughter. Unfortunately, both she and Leta perished at the hands of Gellert Grindelwald. He and I, as well as Leta's fiance and his brother, were never the same after that. The four of us had lost a person we held most dear to us. But she had a daughter herself, a secret life, a marriage within the house of Black. One, in particular, looks strikingly like her it's almost nerve-rattling. I'll simply tell you the same she told me since I know you're about to ask. You'll know eventually. When the time comes. Now, off to class – no, you keep it, I understand you've nothing from your home, I have had that photograph for years, it's time it's returned to Family." He told her with a smile, easing the photograph from himself and back into her hands. He sighed as he looked out the window sadly. His eyes closing in exhaustion. "You both had no idea the effects you have both had on each time you've gone back to… There is more than one timeline happening as we speak." Albus whispered, truthfully to himself, he hadn't expected an answer.

"Don't you think I realize that Albus?" a sweet voice said from his now opened door. Her long blonde hair was pulled back from her still youthful face, her once green eyes long ago turned blue from the curse that had transformed her into something none of them understood how it was even possible. "With her coming here, then me running further back in time? I know exactly the issues she and I have rippled across time, Albus. One is happier than the other."

"And how, may I ask, that you know this?" Albus asked his dear friend, a woman he'd lied for, for years. "Why must she believe you dead?"

"For things to be corrected, we must make sacrifices Albus." She told him sadly.

Feeling a sudden pinch of fear, Albus stood from his seat and approached her, "I am not losing you again, we lost Gellert, I thought I lost you. Don't make me relive that pain, Nes. Please?"

Feeling her heartbreaking as her best friend pleaded with her, Nesrin hugged him tightly, "You have to start letting go, Albus." Because of the curses that mixed and stuck her years ago when she had tried to stop the fighting, like Albus's little sister had once tried and lost her life in the process, Nesrin had unfortunately been struck by four wand curses, all different types. What had likely saved her life, was the Pheonix which had been flying down towards her, likely trying to save her. She and the Pheonix had been caught in the crossfire and her cursed agelessness had been one of the outcomes. As well as a different side effect. Feeling his embrace tighten, she sniffed back her tears, doing her best to not make this any more painful than it would be in the future. Nesrin released her dear friend, placed a friendly kiss on his aged and beared cheek, and stepped back for his safety.

Albus watched the young blonde smile sadly to him before she was engulfed in bright red and yellow and orange flames, her human height was burned away, and her place now stood a deep red feathers Pheonix. Even with his heart hurting at the thought of losing her, Albus softly nodded his head to her.

Bowing her head to him, Nesrin softly cried her phoenix cry and flew up and out of his tower.

Sirius ran to catch up with the blonde after their classes ended. She'd not said a thing to him after she'd shown up for their class after Defense Against the Dark Arts, and since she hadn't said a word to him. He couldn't help but worry she was now avoiding him. "Relia!?" He called after her walking with Kathrine and Heather, likely heading for their doors to get ready for supper. But the crowd of people between them, Sirius was having a hard time catching up to her. But with the noise of the students and the distance between them, it was likely she wasn't even hearing him call for her.

"Sirius! Hey!" James and Remus called after their friend, trying to keep up with him as he ran after the Ravenclaw girl. They'd been trying to get him to tell them what had happened in the Hospital Wing when they had walked in together, and the hard looks from McGonagall the last few days had been driving them crazy. When they finally caught up to him, they took a breathing break to catch their breaths.

James sucked in a large breath, his hands gripping his knees. With his lungs settling from the strain of trying to keep up after Sirius, James sighed a heavy and dramatic breath as he laughed a little as he rightened himself and patted his friend on his back, "What's gotten into you Padfoot?" James asked, still a bit out of breath.

Sighing with little defeat, Sirius looked around at his group of friends and their panting selves, Remus seemed to be the only one not to be dieing from the lack of oxygen the run had caused the others, but poor Peter was red in the face and sweating, the wheezing the boy was making had him worried. "You alright there Peter?" Sirius asked with a small smile, resting a hand on the boys' back in case he fainted. At the boy's nod, Sirius too nodded to him before he pulled a photograph from his bag and handed it to James, "That, is what's had my attrition Prongs… Looks like I found my own little Evans, Jamie." He told his friend with small disappointment as he walked away, heading for their tower.

James watched his friend with worry as Sirius walked off, he'd never seen him like that before. Curious why a photograph had him acting strangely the last few days, James looked down at the Photo and his eyes widened, a small grin spreading across his face. "Oh, well then,"

Curious, Remus looked over Jame's shoulder and raised a smirking brow, "Well now,"

Peter, confused and wanting in on what the other two were smirking at looked around to the photograph and smiled, "But why does a photo bother him?" Peter asked curiously. It was a cute picture if there wasn't that moment of McGonagall startling Sirius. But she was a teacher, and she was responsible for the students here in the school, they couldn't have that kind of situation happening, not that it didn't happen, many students found ways around things.

Sighing as his smile softened, James patted Peter on the back, "Because, my friend, the famous Sirius Black seems to have found an Achilles heel… So to speak." James said with a smile, his eyes looking off in the direction of Sirius still walking up the stairs to the Tower.

Sighing, Remus shrugged, "It likely won't last long. I give it a week. Sirius is never, well, serious, about any relationship he has, ever since last year with his first girlfriend, none have lasted since, and he's had a new girl on his arm every couple weeks." Remus said with a sigh, "She likely dodged a curse." Remus told them and headed off after Sirius for the Common Room.

James sighed, shaking his head as he slipped the photo in his bag to safekeeping and walked after Remus with Peter following after him, "I don't know Remus, Sirius knows how I feel about Lily, I've liked her from the moment I saw her our first year here and I haven't gotten over her. I don't want to. If he's using the comparison of 'his own Evans' I can't exactly agree with you." James told him honestly. But he wouldn't lie to himself though, James felt he was going to worry from here on out. 'Whatever you do Sirius, don't mess it up if that how you feel buddy,' But hoping and praying was all James could do as the days turned to weeks, Sirius's eyes had continued to rest solely on Aurelia whenever he had the chance to look at her. The smile she'd give him would light up his best friend's face, they'd talk in the halls as often as Sirius could get with her before Kathrine would swoop her away. To consult his worries, James, one morning, swooped in behind Aurelia and draped an arm around her shoulder with a sigh of realization and a wide playful smile, "Hello darling, can I have a word with you?" he asked her with a wide smile.

A bit taken back by the tall dark-haired wide boy coming out of nowhere, his green eyes shining with playful mischief, but she saw the mischievous looked was coming up something deeper in him. Worry. Nodding her head to him, Aurelia smiled and waved her friends on, "I'll catch up, promise."

"You sure?" Heather asked her, her eyes glancing between James's playful expression and Aurelais's warm look of full trust. Heather couldn't help but worry. He was always pulling pranks. But she wants to have faith in Aurelia to be smart enough to outsmart anything Potter did. Or may do. Nodding, she continued walking, but her eyes continued to look around for them as they walked off down another hall out of her line of sight.

James sighed as they came to a hall, a secondary hall above them that was soon to be empty from students as they entered their classes, "Um,"

"Is something wrong, James?" she asked him, her green eyes watching him with worry.

Feeling like a crappy, selfish and jealous friend, James smiled and shook his head, "No, everything's okay. I was just curious," he started, pull the photograph from his bag that he'd not returned yet to Sirius. "About this actually. I knew we had taken turns looking after you the few days you were there. But, Sirius never came back that night. Why'd he stay?" James asked her curiously. He would have asked Sirius, hell, maybe he should have, but for some reason, he wanted to ask her first.

Blushing as she took the picture from James, Aurelia took a breath in and let it out slowly as she looked from it and back to him, "Um, I-I don't know. He just did, he didn't have to, but he did. I uh, I woke up and I was frightened, and when he was there and I wasn't scared anymore, after a while that is. I was pretty scared when I woke - " she gasped and softly shouted from the shock of cold water falling over her. Her satchel and the photograph falling to the floor from the rush of heavy water soaking her through.

The sudden shock of the water had her flashing back to her home, the times Gaius, or now recognized as Bane, had always pranked her, and the remembrance of Bane sent her into a whirlwind of emotions. Her eyes burned with tears at not just how cruel this action had been, but the pain of thinking of home, her family, her friends, of Bane. Now her mind was spinning around to the boy before her, thinking he'd loured her out here to let this happen, and she felt momentarily betrayed as she looked up at him, finding his pale face fallen in shock then anger as he looked up to the hallway over them and began shouting at a group of laughing boys from the sound of it. She was relieved he hadn't been responsible or a part of this, and thankful that neither had Sirius been.

James watched in horror and shock as the mass amount of water splashed over her, soaking her through everything, the water had even splashed over him a bit. But he'd not been able to move her in time when he'd finally seen the water about to hit her head.

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