Part 3:
After an agonizing half-hour search, the exhausted trio ended up in the common room, where they collapsed. About a minute later, they heard Fred's voice:
"Did you see the looks on their faces? Quite a good job! They won't be forgetting that in a hurry!"
And in they stepped: Fred, George...and Sephie.
"Malfoy was right in the middle."
"I know. I hit him right in the middle of the forehead with a Dungbomb. Even Crabbe and Goyle won't go near him. And dear Pansy Parkinson ran out of the room hysterical...crying, that is.
Hermie was on her feet by now, hands on her hips and a stern expression on her face. Fred and George shrank back involuntarily, but Sephie walked over to the table and pulled a handful of mints out of a bowl.
"Hey, Hermie."
"I can't believe you! First day, and you already went on the raid. The LEAST you could have done was let me in on it! I deserve a little fun too, you know!"
Fred and George raised questioning eyebrows at Harry and Ron, whose mouths were working silently. Sephie replied,
"I'm sorry, it wasn't like I planned it this time. Malfoy made me angry again. (He thought I was you. ) I threatened to curse him, and he shrank away, muttering something about last year... on the train?"
The other four let out synchronized snorts of laughter.
"Well, then I was mad! Fred and George graciously gave me a few Dungbombs, and after two minutes of lectures and amazement, they decided to come along for the ride."
Hermie smiled. "Excellent! Oh, well, better luck next time, I suppose. Did Pansy really cry?"
"Like a baby. But, seriously, Herm, between us, we should be able to come up with a few more original jokes."
"Like cursing Malfoy to say, 'Go, Gryffindor!' every time someone says 'What?'"
"Oooh, very nice!"
The boys were openly staring now as Hermie pulled a quill and a piece of parchment out. Finally George sputtered,
"Time out!"
Both girls glanced up, identical questioning looks on their faces. "Yes?"
"Hermione..."
"YES, Ron?"
"Never mind."
"Good."
Hermie and Sephie left the common room.
"What's gotten into her lately?"
"I don't know... but I like it." Ron stared after them for a moment, then headed up himself. Fred chuckled.
"I told you, George, that boy has it bad."
"Good thing I didn't bet you those five Galleons," smirked George.
"Got what?" asked Harry. As if he didn't know.
"My God! You're their best friend. Isn't it obvious?"
"Ron ... and Hermione?"
"Remember the big fuss she made about the Ball last year? My guess is she's as far gone as he is. Probably only two people would know about that, though... Sephie, and Herm herself."
Harry started to smile. "I'm glad," he said.
"You are?" asked George cautiously.
"Of course! Why wouldn't I... be... oh, no! I don't think of Herm like THAT! She's practically my sister!!!"
"Ok, ok. Sorry for asking."
~*~*~*~*~*~ A Few Weeks Later ~*~*~*~*~*~
The twins entered the Common Room to hear excited whispering.
"What's up?" asked Sephie, leaning over George's shoulder to read the announcement in his hand.
There will be a Christmas Ball this year
for all students fourth years and over.
Dress code: Formal. Students are to meet
in the Main Hallway at no later than 7:00
and no earlier than a quarter of.
Have Fun!
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore
Sephie's eyes twinkled, and as she leaned back she nudged George in the shoulder... quite by accident, of course.
"So, Hermie, I'm assuming we need hook-up's for this fling?"
Hermie stared at her as if Sephie had started speaking Egyptian.
"Oh, sorry, let me rephrase that: Do we need dates for this dance?"
"I guess," she said stiffly.
Herm totally missed Ron's eyes upon her, but Sephie didn't. She caught Harry's eye and smirked. He returned it.
"I have Arinthmancy homework," said Hermione suddenly, practically flying up the stairs.
"I...have Potions to do," mumbled Ron, as he, too, fled the Common Room for the library.
Harry frowned. "Wait a minute. I thought we finished Potions."
"You did," said Ginny, coming up behind him. He jumped.
"Geez, Gin, you scared me!"
"I scared you? Me?"
"Haha. Very funny. Wait. You know about this, too?"
"Who do you think told those two clowns?" She pointed at her brothers, who were grinning like Cheshire Cats.
Harry shook his head.
"Well, I'll tell you one thing," said Ginny. "If my thick-headed brother doesn't invite Herm to this Ball, she'll never forgive him."
"Remember the big deal she made of it last year?"
"How could I forget? There they were, screaming at the top of their lungs and looking for all the world like mum and dad.... Ron's ears were red, too, just like Dad's when mum is lacing into him..."
They all laughed at George's unconscious imitation of his brother.
Suddenly Hedwig swept into the Common Room, bearing a letter. Recognizing the handwriting, Harry said hurriedly, "I'll see you guys later."
He ran up to his room, flopped on the bed, and ripped open the letter.
Dear Harry,
I was extremely relieved and pleased to hear about your uneventful summer. I'm staying at M's at the moment.... well, we are, but the 'we' is a story I'd rather disclose face to face. So, I have received permission for she and I, in my 'disguise', to come to the castle on the 28th, a Hogsmeade weekend two days before Halloween. I know you haven't been there LEGALLY yet, but I hope you won't mind missing it just this once. Ron and Hermione are also welcome, of course. M. will be there also, it's a good weekend. We shall hopefully see you on the 28th.
~Snuffles
PS Have you dyed Mrs. Norris purple yet? Siriusly...oops, I meant seriously!!! (haha)
"Ooh, good idea," said Sephie, suddenly materializing in the room. Harry gaped at her.
"How did you get in here?" he demanded.
"Cloaks aren't the only things that can make you invisible, Potter."
"How much did you read?"
"Enough to know that reading Hermie's diary... after deciphering it... has its advantages...for example, I know that Snuffles = Animagus = Sirius Black, who was framed... and inoncent. M. = Moony = Remus Lupin, and it's a good weekend for him because it's not a full moon, as he's a were-"
"Shh!"
She rolled her eyes. " And don't think that you can stop me from coming, either. I'm coming if I have to knock out Hermie and pretend to be her..."
"Ok, ok. Let me just make sure it's ok with Sirius."
Dear Snuffles,
Excellent, See you 28th. We have a problem. Herm has a twin, who knows everything, believes it, and demands to come with us. Please, for the sake of my sanity, let her come, too. BTW, she's worse than you are when it comes to pranks.
~HP
Harry,
Seeing as she already knows, just check with Dumbledore.
~Snuffles
PS Worse than me? Impossible! Perish the thought!!!
Snuffles,
Checked with Dumbledore. Sephie is coming with us, and has been brought TOTALLY up-to-date. And trust me, she's bad. On the first day back, she started a food fight...well, kind of... during the feast, and got away with it! Americans...
~HP
Harry,
Ah! An American, eh? Well, well... I bet Hermione's having fun. BTW... how's Snape taking another Granger? I wish I could have seen his face! Is she a brain?
~Snuffles
Dear 'Snuffles,'
Hello, I don't believe we've been introduced. My name is Persephone Granger, also known as Sephie. Ahem...
1: Yes, I am a brain. Problem?
2: Snape almost (I was so close!) killed himself. He had to give a Gryffindor (me) a perfect on his entrance exam.
3: Oh, thanks for the suggestion. I recommend you take a close look at dear Mrs. Norris when you arrive: She will be a most flattering shade of violet until Dumbledore is done laughing.
4: I am British, but was raised by Dumbledore's American cousins.
5: Draco Malfoy and Filch are cursing the day I walked in the door. Fred and George Weasley, on the other hand, practically kiss the ground I walk on. Now there's seven of us (whenever your STUBBORN godson decides to join us) I believe 7 is the magic #, isn't it, Padfoot?
Looking forward to meeting you on the 28th, along with whatever guest you bring.
Sincerely,
Persephone Noël Granger (b.k.a. Sephie!)
PS That map is very useful
Snuffles,
Sorry! Couldn't stop her!
Love from Hermione
Dear H/R/H,
That new Granger is a spitfire, isn't she? Give her my regards and apologies, and I'll see you all on the 28th
~Snuffles
Late on October 28th, four figures slipped under Harry's Invisibility Cloak and made their way to Dumbledore's office. Once there, Sephie whispered 'Milky Way,' and they were in. They paused outside the door. Just as Harry was raising his hand to knock at the inside door, it swung open.
"Come in, you four, we've been waiting."
Still under the Invisibility Cloak, they entered the office. Behind his desk, Dumbledore was smiling serenely. A woman sat in the chair across from him, back to the door. And next to her...
No longer a dog, but a man, Sirius stepped forward and said, "Take that Cloak off, Harry, and let me see you."
They let the Cloak slip to the floor and Harry stepped forward to embrace his godfather.
"It's great to see you, Sirius."
"Especially looking so..." Hermione paused delicately.
"Well-fed?" suggested Sirius with a laugh.
"Exactly. Oh, this is my sister, Sephie."
"I never would have guessed," he said sarcastically.
Sephie grinned. "Hi, Sirius."
"Hi, Sephie. Jessi..."
The woman sitting in the chair across from Dumbledore rose and turned around. Her violet eyes snapped in surprise at the sight of Harry.
"I told you so, Jess!"
Jessi smiled and shook her head. "You're right, you warned me, but I still wasn't prepared..."
She stepped forward and embraced Harry. "Harry, I haven't seen you in a long time."
He sighed with exaggeration. "I know, since I was a baby."
They all laughed. "You must hear that a lot, huh?"
"More than you would ever know."
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"It's me," came Remus Lupin's voice.
"Remus!" cried five voices as the door opened to reveal him... and another person behind him.
He grinned at them.
"Dear God," said Sirius. "Ally?"
The petite blonde behind Remus stepped forward, pushing her curly hair out of her face, although they didn't really get a good look at it.
"The one and only," she laughed.
The four friends ended up in a group hug, giving Dumbledore a chance to motion the fifth years out of the room.
"I need to explain a few things to you, while they are having their reunion. First of all, Sirius/Jessi and Remus/Ally are married. Don't say anything until I'm done. Jessi and Ally were in hiding for a good while.... such good hiding that it took us fourteen years to find Ally, and Jessi... well, we didn't try to find her until we found out Sirius was innocent. They've had their problems, they've had their reasons, and now all is the way it should be..."
He hesitated for a moment, and Sephie had the feeling he was hiding something. Then they went back in. Ally looked up at the twin girls entering and gasped.
"Ally? What's wrong?"
Ally didn't hear her husband. She continued staring at the girls for a minute. They stared back. Dumbledore cleared his throat. "Jessi, Sirius, Ron, Harry... will you please go into the small room off the office while I talk to the twins, Remus, and Ally?"
They nodded and left. The twins exchanged puzzled looks with Remus, but Ally was pale and shaking.
"Ally..." She looked up at Dumbledore. "Do you want me to tell them?"
She drew herself up straight. "No. I'll do it."
"Jessi, Lily, and I were best friends. Remus, Sirius, James, and... PETER," she spat in disgust, "were, too. Things didn't change when we graduated. Remus asked me to marry him, and I said yes. James was mad because he wanted to ask Lily before Remus asked me. But...Remus, Jessi, Sirius, and I were Aurors, and Dumbledore thought it safer if we were married in secret. So we were. Ours was slightly more public... at least, Lily, James, and Peter knew. In fact... I don't think that Remus even knew that Sirius and Jessi were married until a few weeks ago."
He nodded.
"Now, things aren't going to be familiar, Remus, so pay attention. Three months after we were married, Death Eaters captured me. I was put under the Crutatious curse by Voldemort himself. Just as I was ready to give in, he stopped. He said to me,
'Dear Mrs. Lupin, I don't think this should go on any longer. Besides, one more blast could cause permanent damage to your children.' He paused to let this sink in.
My head was reeling. How had he known I was married? And I hadn't even known that I was pregnant... but I was. I didn't know it then, of course... but Peter had given him this information about Remus' and my marriage. I started to scream at him.... and then, suddenly, something invisible blew the Death Eaters and their master against the wall, pinning them there. I was free, and I ran like hell, trust me. It was a full moon... I reported straight to Dumbledore. He listened to the whole story, then we talked. I decided that I was now a weak link in our armor... he would use my children to get to me... and me to get Remus... and Remus to get Sirius and James... and Sirius and James to get Jessi, Lily, and Harry... it was a vicious cycle that I had to break. So... I made the hardest choice I'd ever had to make. I went into hiding, coming back to Hogwarts to give birth... to my twin girls."
Realization was dawning on the others' faces, but Ally kept going.
I... I left them in the care of Dumbledore, telling him that if I was killed, they would go to Remus, and he would be told the truth. Things, however, did not work out the way we planned them... forgive me..."
She broke off in a sob and turned away. She felt three hands on her back, and turned to see her daughters and husband, also crying. Dumbledore's voice broke the silence.
"Unrevealus Lupinus anton a la conar sopehce." Then he pointed his wand at the parchment borrowed from Harry. "I solemnly swear I am up to no good."
Then he glanced at the map, nodded, and gave it to the girls. "Look."
They looked at the box marked, "Dumbledore's Office."
"Hermie..." trailed off Sephie as they looked at the parchment that read now,
"Hermione Lupin." & "Persephone Lupin."
After an agonizing half-hour search, the exhausted trio ended up in the common room, where they collapsed. About a minute later, they heard Fred's voice:
"Did you see the looks on their faces? Quite a good job! They won't be forgetting that in a hurry!"
And in they stepped: Fred, George...and Sephie.
"Malfoy was right in the middle."
"I know. I hit him right in the middle of the forehead with a Dungbomb. Even Crabbe and Goyle won't go near him. And dear Pansy Parkinson ran out of the room hysterical...crying, that is.
Hermie was on her feet by now, hands on her hips and a stern expression on her face. Fred and George shrank back involuntarily, but Sephie walked over to the table and pulled a handful of mints out of a bowl.
"Hey, Hermie."
"I can't believe you! First day, and you already went on the raid. The LEAST you could have done was let me in on it! I deserve a little fun too, you know!"
Fred and George raised questioning eyebrows at Harry and Ron, whose mouths were working silently. Sephie replied,
"I'm sorry, it wasn't like I planned it this time. Malfoy made me angry again. (He thought I was you. ) I threatened to curse him, and he shrank away, muttering something about last year... on the train?"
The other four let out synchronized snorts of laughter.
"Well, then I was mad! Fred and George graciously gave me a few Dungbombs, and after two minutes of lectures and amazement, they decided to come along for the ride."
Hermie smiled. "Excellent! Oh, well, better luck next time, I suppose. Did Pansy really cry?"
"Like a baby. But, seriously, Herm, between us, we should be able to come up with a few more original jokes."
"Like cursing Malfoy to say, 'Go, Gryffindor!' every time someone says 'What?'"
"Oooh, very nice!"
The boys were openly staring now as Hermie pulled a quill and a piece of parchment out. Finally George sputtered,
"Time out!"
Both girls glanced up, identical questioning looks on their faces. "Yes?"
"Hermione..."
"YES, Ron?"
"Never mind."
"Good."
Hermie and Sephie left the common room.
"What's gotten into her lately?"
"I don't know... but I like it." Ron stared after them for a moment, then headed up himself. Fred chuckled.
"I told you, George, that boy has it bad."
"Good thing I didn't bet you those five Galleons," smirked George.
"Got what?" asked Harry. As if he didn't know.
"My God! You're their best friend. Isn't it obvious?"
"Ron ... and Hermione?"
"Remember the big fuss she made about the Ball last year? My guess is she's as far gone as he is. Probably only two people would know about that, though... Sephie, and Herm herself."
Harry started to smile. "I'm glad," he said.
"You are?" asked George cautiously.
"Of course! Why wouldn't I... be... oh, no! I don't think of Herm like THAT! She's practically my sister!!!"
"Ok, ok. Sorry for asking."
~*~*~*~*~*~ A Few Weeks Later ~*~*~*~*~*~
The twins entered the Common Room to hear excited whispering.
"What's up?" asked Sephie, leaning over George's shoulder to read the announcement in his hand.
There will be a Christmas Ball this year
for all students fourth years and over.
Dress code: Formal. Students are to meet
in the Main Hallway at no later than 7:00
and no earlier than a quarter of.
Have Fun!
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore
Sephie's eyes twinkled, and as she leaned back she nudged George in the shoulder... quite by accident, of course.
"So, Hermie, I'm assuming we need hook-up's for this fling?"
Hermie stared at her as if Sephie had started speaking Egyptian.
"Oh, sorry, let me rephrase that: Do we need dates for this dance?"
"I guess," she said stiffly.
Herm totally missed Ron's eyes upon her, but Sephie didn't. She caught Harry's eye and smirked. He returned it.
"I have Arinthmancy homework," said Hermione suddenly, practically flying up the stairs.
"I...have Potions to do," mumbled Ron, as he, too, fled the Common Room for the library.
Harry frowned. "Wait a minute. I thought we finished Potions."
"You did," said Ginny, coming up behind him. He jumped.
"Geez, Gin, you scared me!"
"I scared you? Me?"
"Haha. Very funny. Wait. You know about this, too?"
"Who do you think told those two clowns?" She pointed at her brothers, who were grinning like Cheshire Cats.
Harry shook his head.
"Well, I'll tell you one thing," said Ginny. "If my thick-headed brother doesn't invite Herm to this Ball, she'll never forgive him."
"Remember the big deal she made of it last year?"
"How could I forget? There they were, screaming at the top of their lungs and looking for all the world like mum and dad.... Ron's ears were red, too, just like Dad's when mum is lacing into him..."
They all laughed at George's unconscious imitation of his brother.
Suddenly Hedwig swept into the Common Room, bearing a letter. Recognizing the handwriting, Harry said hurriedly, "I'll see you guys later."
He ran up to his room, flopped on the bed, and ripped open the letter.
Dear Harry,
I was extremely relieved and pleased to hear about your uneventful summer. I'm staying at M's at the moment.... well, we are, but the 'we' is a story I'd rather disclose face to face. So, I have received permission for she and I, in my 'disguise', to come to the castle on the 28th, a Hogsmeade weekend two days before Halloween. I know you haven't been there LEGALLY yet, but I hope you won't mind missing it just this once. Ron and Hermione are also welcome, of course. M. will be there also, it's a good weekend. We shall hopefully see you on the 28th.
~Snuffles
PS Have you dyed Mrs. Norris purple yet? Siriusly...oops, I meant seriously!!! (haha)
"Ooh, good idea," said Sephie, suddenly materializing in the room. Harry gaped at her.
"How did you get in here?" he demanded.
"Cloaks aren't the only things that can make you invisible, Potter."
"How much did you read?"
"Enough to know that reading Hermie's diary... after deciphering it... has its advantages...for example, I know that Snuffles = Animagus = Sirius Black, who was framed... and inoncent. M. = Moony = Remus Lupin, and it's a good weekend for him because it's not a full moon, as he's a were-"
"Shh!"
She rolled her eyes. " And don't think that you can stop me from coming, either. I'm coming if I have to knock out Hermie and pretend to be her..."
"Ok, ok. Let me just make sure it's ok with Sirius."
Dear Snuffles,
Excellent, See you 28th. We have a problem. Herm has a twin, who knows everything, believes it, and demands to come with us. Please, for the sake of my sanity, let her come, too. BTW, she's worse than you are when it comes to pranks.
~HP
Harry,
Seeing as she already knows, just check with Dumbledore.
~Snuffles
PS Worse than me? Impossible! Perish the thought!!!
Snuffles,
Checked with Dumbledore. Sephie is coming with us, and has been brought TOTALLY up-to-date. And trust me, she's bad. On the first day back, she started a food fight...well, kind of... during the feast, and got away with it! Americans...
~HP
Harry,
Ah! An American, eh? Well, well... I bet Hermione's having fun. BTW... how's Snape taking another Granger? I wish I could have seen his face! Is she a brain?
~Snuffles
Dear 'Snuffles,'
Hello, I don't believe we've been introduced. My name is Persephone Granger, also known as Sephie. Ahem...
1: Yes, I am a brain. Problem?
2: Snape almost (I was so close!) killed himself. He had to give a Gryffindor (me) a perfect on his entrance exam.
3: Oh, thanks for the suggestion. I recommend you take a close look at dear Mrs. Norris when you arrive: She will be a most flattering shade of violet until Dumbledore is done laughing.
4: I am British, but was raised by Dumbledore's American cousins.
5: Draco Malfoy and Filch are cursing the day I walked in the door. Fred and George Weasley, on the other hand, practically kiss the ground I walk on. Now there's seven of us (whenever your STUBBORN godson decides to join us) I believe 7 is the magic #, isn't it, Padfoot?
Looking forward to meeting you on the 28th, along with whatever guest you bring.
Sincerely,
Persephone Noël Granger (b.k.a. Sephie!)
PS That map is very useful
Snuffles,
Sorry! Couldn't stop her!
Love from Hermione
Dear H/R/H,
That new Granger is a spitfire, isn't she? Give her my regards and apologies, and I'll see you all on the 28th
~Snuffles
Late on October 28th, four figures slipped under Harry's Invisibility Cloak and made their way to Dumbledore's office. Once there, Sephie whispered 'Milky Way,' and they were in. They paused outside the door. Just as Harry was raising his hand to knock at the inside door, it swung open.
"Come in, you four, we've been waiting."
Still under the Invisibility Cloak, they entered the office. Behind his desk, Dumbledore was smiling serenely. A woman sat in the chair across from him, back to the door. And next to her...
No longer a dog, but a man, Sirius stepped forward and said, "Take that Cloak off, Harry, and let me see you."
They let the Cloak slip to the floor and Harry stepped forward to embrace his godfather.
"It's great to see you, Sirius."
"Especially looking so..." Hermione paused delicately.
"Well-fed?" suggested Sirius with a laugh.
"Exactly. Oh, this is my sister, Sephie."
"I never would have guessed," he said sarcastically.
Sephie grinned. "Hi, Sirius."
"Hi, Sephie. Jessi..."
The woman sitting in the chair across from Dumbledore rose and turned around. Her violet eyes snapped in surprise at the sight of Harry.
"I told you so, Jess!"
Jessi smiled and shook her head. "You're right, you warned me, but I still wasn't prepared..."
She stepped forward and embraced Harry. "Harry, I haven't seen you in a long time."
He sighed with exaggeration. "I know, since I was a baby."
They all laughed. "You must hear that a lot, huh?"
"More than you would ever know."
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"It's me," came Remus Lupin's voice.
"Remus!" cried five voices as the door opened to reveal him... and another person behind him.
He grinned at them.
"Dear God," said Sirius. "Ally?"
The petite blonde behind Remus stepped forward, pushing her curly hair out of her face, although they didn't really get a good look at it.
"The one and only," she laughed.
The four friends ended up in a group hug, giving Dumbledore a chance to motion the fifth years out of the room.
"I need to explain a few things to you, while they are having their reunion. First of all, Sirius/Jessi and Remus/Ally are married. Don't say anything until I'm done. Jessi and Ally were in hiding for a good while.... such good hiding that it took us fourteen years to find Ally, and Jessi... well, we didn't try to find her until we found out Sirius was innocent. They've had their problems, they've had their reasons, and now all is the way it should be..."
He hesitated for a moment, and Sephie had the feeling he was hiding something. Then they went back in. Ally looked up at the twin girls entering and gasped.
"Ally? What's wrong?"
Ally didn't hear her husband. She continued staring at the girls for a minute. They stared back. Dumbledore cleared his throat. "Jessi, Sirius, Ron, Harry... will you please go into the small room off the office while I talk to the twins, Remus, and Ally?"
They nodded and left. The twins exchanged puzzled looks with Remus, but Ally was pale and shaking.
"Ally..." She looked up at Dumbledore. "Do you want me to tell them?"
She drew herself up straight. "No. I'll do it."
"Jessi, Lily, and I were best friends. Remus, Sirius, James, and... PETER," she spat in disgust, "were, too. Things didn't change when we graduated. Remus asked me to marry him, and I said yes. James was mad because he wanted to ask Lily before Remus asked me. But...Remus, Jessi, Sirius, and I were Aurors, and Dumbledore thought it safer if we were married in secret. So we were. Ours was slightly more public... at least, Lily, James, and Peter knew. In fact... I don't think that Remus even knew that Sirius and Jessi were married until a few weeks ago."
He nodded.
"Now, things aren't going to be familiar, Remus, so pay attention. Three months after we were married, Death Eaters captured me. I was put under the Crutatious curse by Voldemort himself. Just as I was ready to give in, he stopped. He said to me,
'Dear Mrs. Lupin, I don't think this should go on any longer. Besides, one more blast could cause permanent damage to your children.' He paused to let this sink in.
My head was reeling. How had he known I was married? And I hadn't even known that I was pregnant... but I was. I didn't know it then, of course... but Peter had given him this information about Remus' and my marriage. I started to scream at him.... and then, suddenly, something invisible blew the Death Eaters and their master against the wall, pinning them there. I was free, and I ran like hell, trust me. It was a full moon... I reported straight to Dumbledore. He listened to the whole story, then we talked. I decided that I was now a weak link in our armor... he would use my children to get to me... and me to get Remus... and Remus to get Sirius and James... and Sirius and James to get Jessi, Lily, and Harry... it was a vicious cycle that I had to break. So... I made the hardest choice I'd ever had to make. I went into hiding, coming back to Hogwarts to give birth... to my twin girls."
Realization was dawning on the others' faces, but Ally kept going.
I... I left them in the care of Dumbledore, telling him that if I was killed, they would go to Remus, and he would be told the truth. Things, however, did not work out the way we planned them... forgive me..."
She broke off in a sob and turned away. She felt three hands on her back, and turned to see her daughters and husband, also crying. Dumbledore's voice broke the silence.
"Unrevealus Lupinus anton a la conar sopehce." Then he pointed his wand at the parchment borrowed from Harry. "I solemnly swear I am up to no good."
Then he glanced at the map, nodded, and gave it to the girls. "Look."
They looked at the box marked, "Dumbledore's Office."
"Hermie..." trailed off Sephie as they looked at the parchment that read now,
"Hermione Lupin." & "Persephone Lupin."