Jason Black lay in the infirmary trying to take in everything that was happening. There were strange, robe-clad people around asking him tons of questions using odd words like Muggle. His head hurt a bit and he was quite exhausted. He briefly wondered if he were in a mental institute of some sort. These definitely didn't look like the coppers he normally saw around town, which is who he'd expected to be caught by when he ran away. Not that he'd expected to be caught, mind you. "If everyone could back up for just a moment!" Madam Pomfrey said angrily. "He needs to be treated and your questions are only going to fluster him." A woman walked up and held out a piece of chocolate to Jason. "Here, eat this."
"Now this is more like it." Jason said taking the chocolate. He had decided by then that the other people must be patients at the asylum and this woman the nurse. The old man with the long white beard seemed especially crazy. He ate the chocolate and felt much better.
A pretty woman with hard features walked forward. "Jason…" She whispered. "I'm Lyria...I'm your mother." She said, tears coming from the corners of her eyes.
"M-my mum is dead." Jason said, his shell coming out. He was now scared.
"Do I look dead?"
"Well, no…" The woman had familiar eyes which Jason soon realized mirrored his own. "You're r-really my mum?" The lady nodded and Jason felt a combination of love and anger towards the woman standing before him.
"I know what you're thinking," Said the man with dark hair and an ominous build. "You want to know where your mother and I have been your whole life."
"You m-must be my f-father." Jason said. "And yes I am."
"When you were only a few days old your mother saw you murdered." The man said, with sadness in his dark eyes. "It was a ploy by the Ministry of Magic because they feared you, for being my son. Your sister was taken away also."
"M-magic?" Jason asked skeptically. He wasn't shocked by the news that he had a sister. He knew that, he always had, it was this magic thing that got him curious.
"You're a wizard Jason." The woman, his mum, said. "My name is Lyria Strider and this is Sirius Black. We're your parents. We didn't know you were still alive until about six weeks ago and the Ministry has been working to find you ever since. Now you're at Hogwarts. It's a school for witches and wizards, like you."
Jason nodded. So it was a little farfetched and he still thought that maybe he was in an asylum but these people at least seemed nice. He did believe that those were his parents but they may be crazy. "Okay."
"Okay?" His father said. "That's all? We tell you that you're a wizard and that magic is real and you just say okay?"
"Yeah." Jason said again. He was just happy to be away from the Culpepper's. He'd been running away and now he had somewhere to live. Good deal.
"We'll have people to help you get caught up, of course. You're four years behind." The old bearded man said. "I am Professor Dumbledore. The head master here."
Yup, he was definitely crazy. Jason decided. "Nice to meet you." Then something extraordinary occurred: Two people appeared in thin air. The girl had the dark looks of the man claiming to be his father. The boy had a roguish look in his eye.
"SEE! I told you he was here!" The girl said running forward. "I knew it I knew it I knew it!" She said. "I'm your sister, Athena. You're Jason. I knew you were coming." She turned to the boy and stuck out her tongue.
"I didn't doubt you!" The boy said. "I'm Harry, your god-brother I guess you would say."
"R-right." Jason said, overwhelmed. "H-how d-did you j-just…appear?"
"Harry's got an invisibility cloak." Athena said, grabbing hold of a shimmery piece of cloth. "Now you see me…" She pulled it over herself and disappeared. "Now you don't." She took it off and handed it to Harry with a smile but Jason saw pain in her eyes. "It's about time you got here. Now I'm not the dumbest fifth year."
"Athena that's not nice." Lyria said smiling. She was glad her children appeared to be getting along.
"I was kidding." Athena insisted. "But you're okay?" She said.
"Of course he's okay." Sirius said. "Why wouldn't he be?"
"Oh, no reason." Athena said, backing up and leaning against Harry. He caught her eye and knew it had to do with her dreams.
Dumbledore looked at the two. "You aren't supposed to be out of your dorms at nighttime."
"I know sir but this is a special case." Athena insisted.
"Yes, when Mr. Potter is involved it always seems to be a special case." Dumbledore smiled.
Harry smiled at Dumbledore. "See." He whispered to Athena. "I get away with everything."
Athena smiled up at him and felt a jitter in her stomach so she quickly looked away and noticed her parents were holding hands. "OH MY GOD!" She cried happily.
"What?" Sirius asked confused.
"You two…you made up! Are you getting married now?!"
"Aren't you jumping the gun a bit Athena?" Lyria said blushing.
"You know Lyria, I don't think she is. Not at all." Sirius turned to her and got down on one knee. "We've spent too much time apart but I don't want to be away from you any longer. Marry me Lyria. Please, like we'd planned years ago. Marry me so we can truly be a family again. I still love you. I never stopped. Loving you was what helped me survive Azkaban. Say yes…"
