Ex-squeeze Me, Baking Powder

"What happened?"

Lupin frowned down at Harry who was lying on the floor in a heap. He cradled the boy's head in his lap. Figured that this would happen and it figured that Sirius would return in time to witness it. Soon Remus would have to deal with two hysterical people. "He passed out."

"I can see that, Moony! What did that greasy piece of…"

"Don't even think it! Severus had nothing to do with this!" Remus glared at his friend.

"Whatever." Sirius took Remus' wand. "Ennervate!"

Harry blinked his eyes and looked to his left. "Professor Lupin?"

"Harry? Do you know where you are?"

The boy's eyes widened as he began to think about what had happened before his feinting spell. "Where is she," he shrieked.

Remus smiled, "In a private room in the infirmary."

"Have you seen her?"

"Not yet. I didn't want to go in without you."

Harry let Sirius pull him into a sitting position. "When can we see her?"

"Now if you'd like."

Sirius interrupted, "See whom?"

Remus frowned at Harry in warning. "No one, Padfoot. Someone wants to meet Harry. That's all."

"Oh."

Harry was shocked, "But Professor!"

"Sirius has better things to do with his time than bother some poor lady who has a case of hero worship, Harry." Remus stared pointedly at the boy. "Come on." He helped Harry up from the floor and guided him to the door that led to the small private section of the infirmary. Here was where the teachers were treated when ill.

Harry noticed Madame Pomfrey leaning over a bed whispering to the patient. He also saw both Headmaster Dumbledore and Cornelius Fudge standing near the bed. He looked at Remus, "What is Fudge doing here?"

"We have to ask Lily some questions, Harry. That's why Sirius can't be here. We'll tell him after we've talked to her."

A weak laugh came from the bed as Pomfrey moved aside. Green eyes caught green eyes as an audible gasp replaced the laugh. "Harry?"

"Mum!" Harry ran for the bed and dropped to his knees next to it. He grabbed her hand and held it tightly. "Mum."

"Oh…" Lily faltered. She whispered, "He looks like… James…" she squeezed her son's hand tightly. "Harry."

Remus could see that Harry was crying. He was happy for him. Now, he wouldn't ever have to go back to Lily's horrid sister Petunia. He wouldn't be locked in closets or beaten. Harry's new life started today. "Lily?" He smiled at his friend's wife when she was able to tear her eyes away from her son. "We need to ask you some questions."

Harry helped his mother sit up. He sat down next to her on the bed and watched her carefully.

Remus sighed, "Lily, did you know who your Secret Keeper was?"

"Yes." The redhead whispered quietly.

"Can you name him or her?"

Albus crossed his fingers behind his back hoping that Lily would say Peter's name.

"It was Siri." Lily answered.

Harry closed his eyes and tried to keep from crying. Sirius would never be free now. His dad must not have told her about Peter.

"But Siri put up such a stink that James asked Peter to do it."

Remus' head shot up. He glanced at Fudge.

Cornelius leaned forward and asked, "Can you state the full name of your Secret Keeper, Mrs. Potter?"

"Peter Phillip Pettigrew, why?" Lily looked at Remus. "Why do you need me to tell you this…" Lily stopped for a moment. She slowly began rifling through the two sets of memories that she had. Narcissa knew that Peter had betrayed the Potters. But it was what else she knew that scared Lily the most. "Siri?" She broke into tears.