AN: OK, this is a bit short...I'm sorry you guys.

"You didn't tell me..." Sirius said sadly.

Lyria stood and looked at him in disbelief. "What? Didn't you just hear me say that I was coming to tell you?" Sirius' eyes met hers and held them locked. Lyria forced herself to turn away. "Don't you dare look at me."

"Lyri, I think you looked at me." Sirius said. "But please, I don't want to argue with you."

"Well that's a first." Lyria threw her hands up frustrated and then her gaze moved to Athena. "I'm so sorry dear." Her heart softened. This was her daughter, the one she'd missed for fifteen years. "You must think we're terribly awful."

"No...I think you're both wonderful." Athena said. She walked over to Lyria and put her arms around the woman.

Lyria looked down at her and then carefully hugged her back. "My daughter." She whispered. Sirius stood and joined the hug from behind, his body coming in contact with Lyria's. She pulled back slightly but then forced herself to react. It wasn't his touch that bothered her, it was the feeling behind that touch.

"Well isn't this touching." Came the bitter voice of Severus Snape as he, Dumbledore, and McGonagall came back inside.

"Lyria sit, now." Dumbledore said in a steely tone. Lyria did so looking at Dumbledore expectantly. "Who's Jason?" Lyria's head turned away. "Answer me Miss Strider."

"Athena's twin brother...he died." She whispered, her voice catching. NO! You will not cry in front of all these people, and especially not in front of Sirius.

"Is that what the ministry told you?" Dumbledore asked.

"I saw them do it." She whispered hoarsely. Sirius moved to her, placing a hand on her shoulder. Much to his surprise she didn't pull away.

"Well you were deceived." Dumbledore stated.

"I saw it, Albus." Lyria said. "I saw them kill my son."

"Our son." Sirius whispered.

"Jason's not dead." Dumbledore said. "I have here a letter from the ministry. It seems there was a huge cover-up when it came to your twins. It's being investigated now but it appears that Jason is very much alive. He's been living with a muggle family who he just ran away from."

"Why did they do this?" Lyria asked shaking her head sadly. Then she grew enraged. "That BASTARD he took-"

"Remember of whom you are speaking." Dumbledore cautioned.

"I DON'T CARE!" Lyria yelled back but Sirius rubbed her shoulder calming her.

"We have them back now." Sirius told her. "That's all that matters."

"You weren't even here." She whispered, but her anger was gone for the moment. "Please don't touch me."

Sirius moved his hand, saddened by her rejection. His love for her had never stopped and it'd gotten him through Azkabaan. "Lyria listen to me. We can't change the past, we can't change what the ministry did but we can help our children now, in anyway we can."

Athena watched her parents, wondering what their relationship had been like. They seemed to both love and hate each other at the same time. As she watched them she made a plan, she'd get them back together and maybe this brother of hers could help. "Please call Ms. Granger back in." Dumbledore told Snape. Snape did so and Dumbledore opened a cabinet and pulled out a ratty wizard's hat. "This, Athena, is the sorting hat. It has been warn by every witch and wizard that have ever passed through this school." He placed it on her head and it sang a little song. "Smart....temper like her mother....From the blood of a Strider and Black you can only be...GRYFFINDOR!!!!!!!!" The hat yelled.

Both Lyria and Sirius smiled proudly. "Your mother and I were Gryffindor's as well." Sirius smiled. "But he said you've got your mother's temper, that's a little scary." To his surprise Lyria laughed.

"Well then." Dumbledore stood. "Miss Granger, show Miss Black to the Gryffindor common room and introduce her to her fellow students. I have some things to discuss with her parents."