Chapter two: Harry's Godmother

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter characters, books, merchandise, copyrights, stock, or anything else in such a manner. I also do not own any of the Dragon Lance characters, books (unless you count that I bought copies of DLChronicles...), merchandise, copyrights, etc. I wish desperately that I did own Raistlin Majere, as he is only the coolest character ever, but unfortunately I don't... yet... but that could change... seriously anything is possible... possible slash in later chapters, but as yet is it clean... I made an extra HP character that doesn't exist whom I do own... possibly more later on too. muahahaha You can't have everyone Rowling! Hmm.... anyway on with the story... so far it is still PG, but it might not stay that way for too much longer. or it might. Don't know yet.

As in all past years, the major buzz on the scarlet train to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was who would the new Defense against Dark Arts teacher be? Harry, Hermione, and Ron sat in an empty car talking lowly. "What if we have the real Mad-Eye Moody this year?" Sighed Ron dreamily. Harry smiled. He knew Ron was hoping the real Mad-Eye Moody might turn Draco into a weasel like the fake had last year. "I hope Professor Lupin comes back." Intoned Hermione. All three of them nodded vigorously. They all remembered the fun times with their werewolf professor teaching them Defense against Dark Arts class. "Maybe Sirrus will be teaching it. You two heard about him being proven innocent, right?" Harry grinned even broader. "Yeah, Hermione, that would be absolutely amazing!" "Well we all know he was only proven innocent thanks to Professor Dumbledore, but still that would be better than Mad-Eye or even Lupin!" Ron intoned, faking seriousness. "Stop pretending to be Hermione." Snickered Harry while she turned almost as bright red as an embarrassed Weasley herself. Suddenly the door to their compartment opened. All three of them inwardly moaned as Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle's heads followed by their bodies entered the car with an air of brisk superiority. "Can we help you, Malfoy?" sneered Harry with thick sarcasm. "Oh good, Potter." Draco spat out the name as if it was poison someone had fed him. "You're finally learning some good traits. Just don't let these two muggle them out of you." Now it was Draco who sneered as Hermione and Ron rose threatening from their seats. They were quickly followed by Harry, who was trying to hold them and his own anger back. He wondered which would be let loose first. "As I said, Malfoy, what do you want?" Harry growled lowly. "Oh just wanted to congratulate you on having your godfather's name cleared. That's all." He started to leave, then turned for one last comment. "But your dear Black won't be teaching at Hogwarts. My father made sure of that." "Oh did he?" inquired a thick, husky voice from the doorway just in front of Draco. "'Ello Sirrus." Grinned the three friends as Draco and his henchmen shifted their gaze from the ex-convict to each other. "Hello Harry, Ron, Hermione." Sirrus inclined his head. "Harry, Malfoy here ain't giving you any trouble, is he?" "No, he was just leaving, weren't you Malfoy?" Draco looked seven shades paler than usual at least. "Yeah, sure Potter." He still managed to throw a large amount of venom into his voice as he discreetly pushed past Black. Sirrus smirked after the three goons and then came to sit with Harry and his friends. "So how have you three been?" The four friends talked about what they had been doing over the summer, which hadn't been much. Sirrus refused to tell them why he was on the train, but promised Dumbledore would make an announcement. About halfway to Hogwarts there came a knock on the door. Sirrus stood up and slid open the door. The three friends couldn't see who it was, but Sirrus' brotherly embrace of the man and the man's patched robes told them it was Remus Lupin. Their thoughts were confirmed when Sirrus and Remus entered and sat down with them. "Hello you three." Smiled the good-natured werewolf. "Hello Remus." Harry, Ron, and Hermione exchanged glances. One of these two had to be teaching Defense against Dark Arts this year. The five of them spoke a long time with Hermione's cat, Crookshanks, curled up in Sirrus' lap like a ginger pillow. Ginny popped in at one point to say hi, and became very flustered at seeing Professor Lupin and Sirrus Black in addition to Harry. Everyone laughed and sat her down with a chocolate frog. The train ride was uneventful after that, and all too soon they had pulled in at the Hogwarts station. Sirrus and Remus were out of the car before the train had stopped. They seemed to have taken the train for a distinct purpose, and it wasn't to rid Harry of Draco. Leaving the train, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were greeted by the usual hustle of students and booming yell of their friend and teacher, Hagrid. "Ferst yers this way! Bellowed Hagrid a good three feet above the milling students. He waved furiously at Harry and the others, but the crowds were sweeping them in the opposite direction to the horse less carriages. Harry, Ron, and Hermione decided to try and see Hagrid as soon as possible, as they and Ginny clambered into a carriage. The smell of moth-eaten cushions engulfed the friends and brought back old memories of their years together that made all of them laugh and grin broadly. Harry was once again enthralled as he watched the school grow in his vision. Sighing a breath of sheer joy and relief, he felt more at home than ever. The carriage rumbled to a halt at the base of the stairs leading to the castle. Much to their displeasure, Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle were waiting for them. "So Potter," Draco's drawling voice made Harry's hair stand on end more than it usually did. "No godfather to protect you now." Draco sneered cruelly. "No, but he does have a godmother." Everyone looked about for the source of this new voice. The first thing that struck Harry and Draco was that it was the most melodious voice either had ever heard. From the carriage behind Harry's stepped Remus. He turned and offered his arm to the owner of the voice. A delicate, graceful hand came to rest lightly on his. This hand was soon followed by a lithe and graceful young woman with the purest white hair either Harry or Draco had ever seen. Her form-fitting, clinched black robes fluttered lightly about her on the breeze. Sirrus and Mad-Eye Moody, the real Mad-Eye, came out after her. The woman walked up to Draco, seemly floating. "As I said, Harry has his godmother to protect him, not that he needs it. Now why don't you run along, Mr. Malfoy. I would not want you to get a detention from Professor McGonagall on your first day back." A delicate smirk touched her marble- cold face as Draco gasped, turned tail, and ran up the stairs with Crabbe and Goyle in close tow. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny's mouths were open in disbelief. "What did you mean, godmother?" gasped Ron. The woman smiled, but even this brought no warmth to her face. "I am Sirrus' twin sister, Krista Black. Now let us all go inside before the feast begins." All seven of them, students and adults, followed her elegant movements up the stairs. Sirrus and Remus were on either side of Harry. "I truly wish she wasn't my sister." Lamented Sirrus quietly so she didn't hear. Remus laughed. "That wouldn't help you at all." He leaned close to Harry. "See the whole gang love dear Krista when we were students here. Your father made countless passes at her. I wasn't even free of feeling for her." "And you still aren't!" Howled Sirrus in a hushed whisper. Harry wasn't entirely sure how he did this, but he did. Remus blushed bright red. "Yes, Sirrus, I do still love your sister, but no one will ever have a chance with her. She is cold as ice and hard as stone. No one will ever break her protective shell. You know, Harry, Severus Snape even tried to win her affections several times."

The two men continued to talk around Harry while he though about this information about his godmother. He hadn't known he had a godmother till now. "Sirrus, why didn't you tell me I had a godmother?" Harry inquired as everyone filed into the dinning hall. "Tell you later, Harry. We adults are all expected at the teacher's table." Sirrus hissed in Harry's ear as Krista, Remus, and Mad-Eye passed him by. He then hurried to catch up with them. Harry saw him walking next to his sister. Twins, he thought to himself as he, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny found seats at the Gryffindor table. You couldn't find two twins more dissimilar! Sirrus is warm and friendly with black hair, and Krista is cold and harsh with white hair. He has black eyes while she has silvery-gray eyes. He is build while she is lithe and tiny. I wonder if she is an animagi like the others. At this point, Harry came out of his comparative revere. He had missed the entire sorting ceremony! Harry drooped his head a bit. He always liked to see the new students being sorted, but this time he had thought his way right through it. The chatter died down instantly as Headmaster Dumbledore stood up and raised one hand. "Welcome to a new year. I have a small army of announcements to make before our brains are all befuddled by the feast. So I beg your utmost attention on me and not your growling stomachs." Dumbledore's eyes flashed with amusement from behind his sparkling half- moon glasses. "Firstly, I would like to remind all students that the forest is utterly forbidden at all times. No one is to enter it unless accompanied by a teacher or one of the new guardians. Secondly, due to the threat of Lord Voldemort returning to power, I have employed some good friends of mine to petrol the halls as to insure the student body's well being. These new guardians consist of some old friends and some new friends to our school. I would like to present the true Mad-Eye Moody, our dear friend Remus Lupin, a new friend Krista Black, and her twin brother Sirrus Black." Each guardian stood as his or her name was called. Remus was greeted with loud applause from all but the Slytherin table, while Sirrus was applauded by only three students in the entire room, Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Mad- Eye and Krista were met with very few scattered applause. Dumbledore again raised his hand for silence. "My final announcement is that we, yet again, have a new Defense against Dark Arts teacher. I am afraid you will all have to try to be understanding with him as he is new to this our form of magic. Professor Majere, if you would please stand." Dumbledore's eyes were turned to the far corner of the teacher's table where a single heavily black robed figure with a tall staff slowly rose to his feet. Harry's eyes were drawn first to the disembodied dragon's claw clutching a large crystal atop the staff, but then he detected a flash of gold from beneath the hood and gazed hard at the hidden face to no avail. "Please, Raistlin, remove your hood. Let the students see their new teacher." Harry, Ron, and Hermione heard a distinct note of extreme displeasure with this man in Dumbledore's voice. Judging from the low murmurs, the three friends weren't the only ones who heard it. Raistlin's voice was little more than a whisper when he spoke, but it carried very clearly across the hushed room. "If you truly wish them to not eat tonight, Albus, I will, but they will need their strength for class tomorrow, so I won't." Everyone could feel the power emanating from this robed man as if it were light shining through his thick, velvet robes. The room gasped as one being when Professor Majere turned and strode out the teacher's door without a word, his hood still covering his face. Harry could almost feel the heat from Dumbledore's rage washing over him like a flood, and he knew he wasn't the only one who did. After several moments, he cleared his throat. "Yes, oh and one more slight announcement before we being." Dumbledore's voice sounded very strained now. "There will be a ten p.m. curfew in effect immediately. Any student out of their dorm rooms, unless they are with a guardian or teacher will be given a detention when caught." Dumbledore waved his hand nonchalantly and the marvelous welcoming feast appeared upon the gold plates. Everyone ate ravenously as usual, but without all the gaiety that had characterized years past. Harry wondered what Dumbledore was thinking as he reached for a third helping of potatoes.