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The Unknown and The Diaries
By: The Aussie Slytherin
Chapter Seven
After they had discussed Lily's diaries for another fifteen minutes, Harry was quite sick of having to repeat himself in reciting them, and they were all quite curious as to what the other pages contained.
"Okay guys shut up for a sec!" he called. They did. "How about I go and get the diaries and bring them back here? Then we can all pick one and read."
"That's a good idea," Angel said, having developed a headache from the constant questions being sent Harry's way.
Sonea frowned. "Are you sure that you don't mind us reading them?"
Harry grinned. "You're gonna quiz me constantly on them anyway, and they'll get read quicker if we all do it. So I'll go get them."
"I'll come with you," Marc offered.
"Me too," Laurie said with a grin. She knew he wouldn't refuse, because he had already said he didn't want to be alone when Sirius and Remus showed up.
Harry just nodded, getting up to leave. He knew that they'd have probably followed him anyway.
The three of them gathered up Harry's presents and left the Void, heading to Number Four Privet Drive.
Half way there Laurie broke the silence that had been present since they left. "Harry, when we get there you can tell Marc where the diaries are, because you and I are going straight to the bathroom with that dye and glitter," she announced.
He sighed. "All right then Laurie. What colour?"
She frowned in consideration. "I don't know. What do you reckon, Marc?"
He thought about it. "Silver. The glitter's red, right?"
She nodded. "That'll be perfect. I think it'll suit you Harry. In fact," she said as she leaned forward and stared into his eyes, squinting slightly. "It'll match your eyes. You've got silver flecks in them, did you notice? They look almost like mine now."
Harry shook his head. "They weren't there before."
They had arrived at the Dursley's house by then, taking notice of the car being back in the driveway.
They stepped inside the door before Laurie spoke again. "Harry, what methods would a witch or wizard use to mask someone's identity? Because maybe James and your mum changed your hair and eye colour so that people would think you were James's kid."
Marc nodded. "You looked so much like him it was almost scary, and now it makes sense. They put a spell on you to make you look like him."
Harry sighed. "That's what I was thinking when you said that my hair looked different this morning. Look, let's just get the diaries from my desk, dye hair and get outta here."
Laurie grinned. "The only hair around here that's getting dyed is yours, kid."
"Sure thing Laurie, whatever you say," Marc and Harry chorused.
They ran upstairs. "Hey Harry, the diaries are on the desk right? I'll get them and then I'll meet you both in the bathroom."
Marc went into Harry's room, taking all the presents bar the hair dye and red glitter in with him. Laurie grabbed Harry's arm and dragged him into the bathroom, closing the door to make sure he couldn't escape.
Fifteen minutes later they left, Harry having conned both Laurie and Marc into dyeing their hair as well. Marc's blond spikes were now tipped with blue and red; Laurie's brown shoulder length locks was streaked with green and gold; and Harry's now dark brown hair was spiked up, tipped with silver and sprinkled liberally with red glitter.
They were about halfway to the Void when they saw four people exit a house.
"Hey, isn't that Mrs Figg's house?" Marc asked. "She never has visitors."
"Stuff Mrs Figg not having visitors, that's her daughter Arabella!" Harry exclaimed.
"And Sirius and Remus are with her," Laurie added.
They watched as the two men said goodbye to the women and headed in the same direction they were, and Harry suddenly realized where they were going.
"Petunia's told them where the Void is," he said. "They'll get there before us."
Laurie grinned mischievously. "I doubt that. Hey!" she called. "Mr Black! Mr Lupin!"
The two of them turned at the sound of Laurie's voice, looking around in surprise.
"Yes?" Remus said, unlike Sirius he hadn't been shocked into speechlessness.
"Hi," Harry said, grinning at the two of them.
"Harry?" they both said.
"Your aunt told us you were with your friends," Sirius continued.
Harry shrugged. "I am. The three of us just dashed back home to dye our hair."
Remus raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, I can see that." He grinned. "Looks pretty good, almost like Sirius's used to when he did that."
Sirius mock glared at Remus. "And who gave you permission to defile my reputation of being sensible and responsible in front of my godson?" he demanded haughtily.
Remus stared at him. "Sensible? Responsible? Is this the same Sirius Black who coated Snape with pink feathers and maple syrup this morning?"
"Can we forget that please?" Sirius whined. He turned to Harry. "You would not believe the telling off I got from Bella for not taking the charms off the doors before she walked in."
Harry smiled. "I dunno Sirius, my female friends tend to tell me off for that sort of thing as well."
Marc nodded. "Yes, like when Jess told you off for spilling blue paint all over Mr Jenkins -"
"Or when Charly told YOU off for taping those pictures of Missy and Sandy in bikinis all over town-"
"Or when Angel told us BOTH off for throwing those dye-filled water bombs at Dudley, Gordon, Dennis, Malcolm and Piers -"
"Or right now when I'm going to tell you off for babbling insanely," Laurie said crossly.
She turned to Sirius and Remus as both boys looked guiltily at their feet. "Don't mind them, the Raiders all get weird on Harry's birthday. Except for me of course."
"Raiders?" Sirius asked, as Remus raised an eyebrow.
Harry smirked. "I'd introduce you, but I'm pretty sure they'll have been into the sugar and they'll be all hyper."
"You can still introduce us," Marc said pointedly. "Your poor godfather doesn't have a clue who he's talking to."
"Point," Harry conceded. Marc looked triumphant. "Anyway. Sirius, Remus, this is Marc Kenton and Laurie Watson. Marc and Laurie, I've told you about Sirius and Remus right?"
The two teenagers nodded, neither of them missing the fact that Harry seemed exceptionally nervous, and had done since Laurie had called the men over.
"Marc, why don't you take these," Harry said, handing him Lily's diaries, "and take them to the Void. Tell them that I wont be back and not to be late for Petunia's party. Laurie, coming or going?"
Laurie saw the pleading look in Harry's eyes, so agreed to go with him. She could see how relieved he was.
Marc nodded. "I'll see you at five then." He left in the direction of the Void, opening the diary Harry had been reading the night before and flicking through it as he walked.
Harry turned to the two men. "We'll go back to Number Four then." He headed in that direction, Sirius, Remus and Laurie right behind him.
Sirius laughed. "I'm sure Petty's gonna LOVE that!"
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"Oh Ron, Hermione, don't worry so much!" Ginny exclaimed. "Harry's probably fine, he's probably having too much fun to have time to owl you two!"
Hermione frowned at the younger girl. "Ginny, Ron and I are pretty certain that Harry doesn't have fun at the Dursley's at all," she said in a soft voice.
Ron nodded. "He's always so happy to get back to school, and to come here. Not to mention how depressed he gets near the end of the year."
Ginny sighed impatiently and left in a huff. She went up to her room, thinking about what her brother and friend had just said.
And she also thought about what Harry had told her on the train home after fifth year. She'd dragged him into an empty compartment, ignoring the knowing glances of Hermione and Ron who thought she'd taken him somewhere private for a completely different reason, and sat him down.
*Flashback*
"Harry, I've known you for four years now, or thereabouts, and I really don't know the first thing about your life with your aunt and uncle. Now spill."
Harry looked quite shocked by this little verbal assault from Ginny, and didn't answer for a minute. "But Gin, why do you want to know?"
"Because you're my friend, Harry Potter, and I want to know."
He smiled at her. "All right then. But it'll take the whole train ride, and it all begins when I was five."
She grinned. "Keep going, I'm dying of suspense."
"I went to a Muggle kindergarten with Dudley, and he made friends with these four boys, Piers, Dennis, Malcolm and Gordon. They picked on me a lot, and then this kid came to our school, he was our age, and had a funny accent. Marc, that's the kid's name, was from Australia, and I made friends with him. We ended up making friends with half the class; there were nine of us in total.
"We went to my Aunt Petunia one day after school, asking her to think of a name for us, because we wanted to have our own club."
"What did she chose?" Ginny asked, quite drawn in by the tale her friend was spinning.
"I didn't know it at the time; she told me later, but she went and found her thesaurus. She knew that my dad and his friends had called themselves the Marauders, and found a synonym for it." He paused and grinned at her.
Ginny slapped him on the arm. "Must you keep stopping like that?"
"Yes, it adds to the suspense. Anyway, Petunia came up with a name, and we've lived up to it all these years. Me and my eight friends, who I've known for nearly eleven years, are known all through Little Whinging as The Raiders."
*End Flashback*
Harry had kept telling her about his friends, and all the trouble they caused their neighbours.
Ginny sat on the edge of her bed and frowned. Why hadn't Harry told Ron and Hermione all of that?
Then she realized, the answer was simple: Unlike Ginny, Ron and Hermione had never asked.
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Seven ninths of the Raiders were now pouring over the diaries of Lily Evans.
Lily had a different diary for each of her years at Hogwarts, one from the years before that, and one for the years between their graduation and when she and James had gone into hiding.
Angel had said, quite correctly, that Lily's diary from after she'd gone into hiding had probably been destroyed when their house had been.
Marc re-read one particular entry that had caught his eye.
12th May 1979
Dear Diary,
Sam and I have been working on a spell and potion combination that will nullify the werewolf traits in a child of a werewolf. She said that she wants to make sure that her nieces and nephews can have a normal childhood. Well, as normal as a childhood can get with the Marauders around.
The effects of it will begin to wear off when the child turns 17, and six months after their birthday they will undergo their first transformation. It's age based, not how long it lasts, so sadly it wont help Remus.
I almost want to get pregnant and have a baby right away so I can see if it works. Of course, that's a bit silly to think because Remus and I aren't even engaged!
Love Lily
Marc went over it a few more times, before figuring out that sometime in January his best friend was going to become a werewolf. "Ah crap," he muttered.
The others ignored him, paying more attention to what they were reading themselves than what Marc was mumbling under his breath.
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"So," Sirius said as they walked into Harry's room. "Did you like the snake?"
Harry grinned at him and pulled Leith out from under his pillow. ~Still sleeping, lazy?~ he teased her.
She looked up at him. ~Gee, what on earth gave you that idea?~ she asked dryly.
Harry snorted. "Yes Sirius, I adore her." Harry could have sworn she looked embarrassed.
"Hey Harry-kins, what's the time?" Laurie asked suddenly from her perch on his desk.
He rolled his eyes. "Laura....."
"Eeep! Sorry Harry-kins!"
He sighed in resignation and glanced at his watch. "Ah shit."
Sirius looked at him.
"Heh heh. Sorry Sirius. Anyway, it's nearly five. The others will be here in a minute."
Remus stood up. "Laurie, could you come with me downstairs? You can introduce me to whosever arrives first."
Laurie, realizing that Sirius wanted to talk to Harry in private, nodded.
The two of them left, and Sirius sat down on Harry's desk chair while Harry sat on the bed.
"Harry," his godfather began. "You've been nervous ever since we got here. And now you're not." He looked worried. "You aren't scared of Moony are you?"
Harry was silent for a minute. "I am," he admitted, "But not in the way you think. I have nothing against him being a werewolf. You might not know it, but I tried to convince him to keep teaching back in third year."
Sirius looked confused, and Harry couldn't blame him. "So why are you afraid of him then?"
"Because he's, well, it's kinda hard to explain."
~You are afraid of your father, little one?~ Leith questioned. Harry knew she called him that because in snake years she was older than him by far.
He nodded slightly. ~Not exactly, but he doesn't know, and what if he doesn't want me?~
Leith coiled around his arm, squeezing gently. ~Of course he will. Why don't you tell him,~ she pointed to Sirius with her tail, ~and then worry about the werewolf.~
~Thank you Leith, I really appreciate your advice.~
~Not an issue, Harry.~
He stood up and closed the door, then turned back to Sirius. "Who is Samantha Lupin?" he asked abruptly.
Sirius seemed shocked, but answered. "She was Moony's twin sister, one of your mother's best friends, and my wife. She died when you would have been ten, Harry, while I was still in Azkaban. The only good thing is that she died believing I was innocent." He frowned at Harry curiously. "How did you know her name?"
Harry was glad that Marc had left the letter on his desk when they'd retrieved the diaries. He picked it up and handed it to Sirius.
After reading it, Sirius looked at Harry. "What was it that she wanted you to know, Harry? I'm guessing it has something to do with Remus."
Harry nodded. "Most of it, yes. Did you know that my mother was descended from Rowena Ravenclaw, and that Voldemort is my mother's father?"
Sirius's jaw dropped. "I had no idea. But what does that have to do with Remus?"
"Well, he's descended from Hufflepuff and Gryffindor."
Sirius continued to look shocked.
"And he's my father."
There was a loud thud as Sirius fell off the chair in a dead faint.
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shdurrani ~ not much of a reaction this chapter, but we'll get to it.
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ChristinaLupin01442 ~ Thanks, glad you like.
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heavenly222 ~ Yes, Remus's reaction will be interesting.
Xirleb70 ~ bloody brilliant? Wow, I feel special, thanks!
AllAboutMe ~ Well, sorry Remy didn't walk in and faint, but I'm very glad you like it!
Moony Lover ~ *Claps* oh well done! You were right about Sam!
Fair Lady Ravenclaw ~ Oh dear, the suspense is killing you? Here, read this and hold on, if the suspense kills you, you wont be able to read the rest!
Sarah Louise ~ Why thank you, and even though it's summer hols and all I'll still be writing!
Alinter DeWolfe ~ Here's MORE, and I'm glad you like it!
Phoenix353 ~ you'll get a bit of an explanation to who Sam is this chapter.
The Unknown and The Diaries
By: The Aussie Slytherin
Chapter Seven
After they had discussed Lily's diaries for another fifteen minutes, Harry was quite sick of having to repeat himself in reciting them, and they were all quite curious as to what the other pages contained.
"Okay guys shut up for a sec!" he called. They did. "How about I go and get the diaries and bring them back here? Then we can all pick one and read."
"That's a good idea," Angel said, having developed a headache from the constant questions being sent Harry's way.
Sonea frowned. "Are you sure that you don't mind us reading them?"
Harry grinned. "You're gonna quiz me constantly on them anyway, and they'll get read quicker if we all do it. So I'll go get them."
"I'll come with you," Marc offered.
"Me too," Laurie said with a grin. She knew he wouldn't refuse, because he had already said he didn't want to be alone when Sirius and Remus showed up.
Harry just nodded, getting up to leave. He knew that they'd have probably followed him anyway.
The three of them gathered up Harry's presents and left the Void, heading to Number Four Privet Drive.
Half way there Laurie broke the silence that had been present since they left. "Harry, when we get there you can tell Marc where the diaries are, because you and I are going straight to the bathroom with that dye and glitter," she announced.
He sighed. "All right then Laurie. What colour?"
She frowned in consideration. "I don't know. What do you reckon, Marc?"
He thought about it. "Silver. The glitter's red, right?"
She nodded. "That'll be perfect. I think it'll suit you Harry. In fact," she said as she leaned forward and stared into his eyes, squinting slightly. "It'll match your eyes. You've got silver flecks in them, did you notice? They look almost like mine now."
Harry shook his head. "They weren't there before."
They had arrived at the Dursley's house by then, taking notice of the car being back in the driveway.
They stepped inside the door before Laurie spoke again. "Harry, what methods would a witch or wizard use to mask someone's identity? Because maybe James and your mum changed your hair and eye colour so that people would think you were James's kid."
Marc nodded. "You looked so much like him it was almost scary, and now it makes sense. They put a spell on you to make you look like him."
Harry sighed. "That's what I was thinking when you said that my hair looked different this morning. Look, let's just get the diaries from my desk, dye hair and get outta here."
Laurie grinned. "The only hair around here that's getting dyed is yours, kid."
"Sure thing Laurie, whatever you say," Marc and Harry chorused.
They ran upstairs. "Hey Harry, the diaries are on the desk right? I'll get them and then I'll meet you both in the bathroom."
Marc went into Harry's room, taking all the presents bar the hair dye and red glitter in with him. Laurie grabbed Harry's arm and dragged him into the bathroom, closing the door to make sure he couldn't escape.
Fifteen minutes later they left, Harry having conned both Laurie and Marc into dyeing their hair as well. Marc's blond spikes were now tipped with blue and red; Laurie's brown shoulder length locks was streaked with green and gold; and Harry's now dark brown hair was spiked up, tipped with silver and sprinkled liberally with red glitter.
They were about halfway to the Void when they saw four people exit a house.
"Hey, isn't that Mrs Figg's house?" Marc asked. "She never has visitors."
"Stuff Mrs Figg not having visitors, that's her daughter Arabella!" Harry exclaimed.
"And Sirius and Remus are with her," Laurie added.
They watched as the two men said goodbye to the women and headed in the same direction they were, and Harry suddenly realized where they were going.
"Petunia's told them where the Void is," he said. "They'll get there before us."
Laurie grinned mischievously. "I doubt that. Hey!" she called. "Mr Black! Mr Lupin!"
The two of them turned at the sound of Laurie's voice, looking around in surprise.
"Yes?" Remus said, unlike Sirius he hadn't been shocked into speechlessness.
"Hi," Harry said, grinning at the two of them.
"Harry?" they both said.
"Your aunt told us you were with your friends," Sirius continued.
Harry shrugged. "I am. The three of us just dashed back home to dye our hair."
Remus raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, I can see that." He grinned. "Looks pretty good, almost like Sirius's used to when he did that."
Sirius mock glared at Remus. "And who gave you permission to defile my reputation of being sensible and responsible in front of my godson?" he demanded haughtily.
Remus stared at him. "Sensible? Responsible? Is this the same Sirius Black who coated Snape with pink feathers and maple syrup this morning?"
"Can we forget that please?" Sirius whined. He turned to Harry. "You would not believe the telling off I got from Bella for not taking the charms off the doors before she walked in."
Harry smiled. "I dunno Sirius, my female friends tend to tell me off for that sort of thing as well."
Marc nodded. "Yes, like when Jess told you off for spilling blue paint all over Mr Jenkins -"
"Or when Charly told YOU off for taping those pictures of Missy and Sandy in bikinis all over town-"
"Or when Angel told us BOTH off for throwing those dye-filled water bombs at Dudley, Gordon, Dennis, Malcolm and Piers -"
"Or right now when I'm going to tell you off for babbling insanely," Laurie said crossly.
She turned to Sirius and Remus as both boys looked guiltily at their feet. "Don't mind them, the Raiders all get weird on Harry's birthday. Except for me of course."
"Raiders?" Sirius asked, as Remus raised an eyebrow.
Harry smirked. "I'd introduce you, but I'm pretty sure they'll have been into the sugar and they'll be all hyper."
"You can still introduce us," Marc said pointedly. "Your poor godfather doesn't have a clue who he's talking to."
"Point," Harry conceded. Marc looked triumphant. "Anyway. Sirius, Remus, this is Marc Kenton and Laurie Watson. Marc and Laurie, I've told you about Sirius and Remus right?"
The two teenagers nodded, neither of them missing the fact that Harry seemed exceptionally nervous, and had done since Laurie had called the men over.
"Marc, why don't you take these," Harry said, handing him Lily's diaries, "and take them to the Void. Tell them that I wont be back and not to be late for Petunia's party. Laurie, coming or going?"
Laurie saw the pleading look in Harry's eyes, so agreed to go with him. She could see how relieved he was.
Marc nodded. "I'll see you at five then." He left in the direction of the Void, opening the diary Harry had been reading the night before and flicking through it as he walked.
Harry turned to the two men. "We'll go back to Number Four then." He headed in that direction, Sirius, Remus and Laurie right behind him.
Sirius laughed. "I'm sure Petty's gonna LOVE that!"
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"Oh Ron, Hermione, don't worry so much!" Ginny exclaimed. "Harry's probably fine, he's probably having too much fun to have time to owl you two!"
Hermione frowned at the younger girl. "Ginny, Ron and I are pretty certain that Harry doesn't have fun at the Dursley's at all," she said in a soft voice.
Ron nodded. "He's always so happy to get back to school, and to come here. Not to mention how depressed he gets near the end of the year."
Ginny sighed impatiently and left in a huff. She went up to her room, thinking about what her brother and friend had just said.
And she also thought about what Harry had told her on the train home after fifth year. She'd dragged him into an empty compartment, ignoring the knowing glances of Hermione and Ron who thought she'd taken him somewhere private for a completely different reason, and sat him down.
*Flashback*
"Harry, I've known you for four years now, or thereabouts, and I really don't know the first thing about your life with your aunt and uncle. Now spill."
Harry looked quite shocked by this little verbal assault from Ginny, and didn't answer for a minute. "But Gin, why do you want to know?"
"Because you're my friend, Harry Potter, and I want to know."
He smiled at her. "All right then. But it'll take the whole train ride, and it all begins when I was five."
She grinned. "Keep going, I'm dying of suspense."
"I went to a Muggle kindergarten with Dudley, and he made friends with these four boys, Piers, Dennis, Malcolm and Gordon. They picked on me a lot, and then this kid came to our school, he was our age, and had a funny accent. Marc, that's the kid's name, was from Australia, and I made friends with him. We ended up making friends with half the class; there were nine of us in total.
"We went to my Aunt Petunia one day after school, asking her to think of a name for us, because we wanted to have our own club."
"What did she chose?" Ginny asked, quite drawn in by the tale her friend was spinning.
"I didn't know it at the time; she told me later, but she went and found her thesaurus. She knew that my dad and his friends had called themselves the Marauders, and found a synonym for it." He paused and grinned at her.
Ginny slapped him on the arm. "Must you keep stopping like that?"
"Yes, it adds to the suspense. Anyway, Petunia came up with a name, and we've lived up to it all these years. Me and my eight friends, who I've known for nearly eleven years, are known all through Little Whinging as The Raiders."
*End Flashback*
Harry had kept telling her about his friends, and all the trouble they caused their neighbours.
Ginny sat on the edge of her bed and frowned. Why hadn't Harry told Ron and Hermione all of that?
Then she realized, the answer was simple: Unlike Ginny, Ron and Hermione had never asked.
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Seven ninths of the Raiders were now pouring over the diaries of Lily Evans.
Lily had a different diary for each of her years at Hogwarts, one from the years before that, and one for the years between their graduation and when she and James had gone into hiding.
Angel had said, quite correctly, that Lily's diary from after she'd gone into hiding had probably been destroyed when their house had been.
Marc re-read one particular entry that had caught his eye.
12th May 1979
Dear Diary,
Sam and I have been working on a spell and potion combination that will nullify the werewolf traits in a child of a werewolf. She said that she wants to make sure that her nieces and nephews can have a normal childhood. Well, as normal as a childhood can get with the Marauders around.
The effects of it will begin to wear off when the child turns 17, and six months after their birthday they will undergo their first transformation. It's age based, not how long it lasts, so sadly it wont help Remus.
I almost want to get pregnant and have a baby right away so I can see if it works. Of course, that's a bit silly to think because Remus and I aren't even engaged!
Love Lily
Marc went over it a few more times, before figuring out that sometime in January his best friend was going to become a werewolf. "Ah crap," he muttered.
The others ignored him, paying more attention to what they were reading themselves than what Marc was mumbling under his breath.
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"So," Sirius said as they walked into Harry's room. "Did you like the snake?"
Harry grinned at him and pulled Leith out from under his pillow. ~Still sleeping, lazy?~ he teased her.
She looked up at him. ~Gee, what on earth gave you that idea?~ she asked dryly.
Harry snorted. "Yes Sirius, I adore her." Harry could have sworn she looked embarrassed.
"Hey Harry-kins, what's the time?" Laurie asked suddenly from her perch on his desk.
He rolled his eyes. "Laura....."
"Eeep! Sorry Harry-kins!"
He sighed in resignation and glanced at his watch. "Ah shit."
Sirius looked at him.
"Heh heh. Sorry Sirius. Anyway, it's nearly five. The others will be here in a minute."
Remus stood up. "Laurie, could you come with me downstairs? You can introduce me to whosever arrives first."
Laurie, realizing that Sirius wanted to talk to Harry in private, nodded.
The two of them left, and Sirius sat down on Harry's desk chair while Harry sat on the bed.
"Harry," his godfather began. "You've been nervous ever since we got here. And now you're not." He looked worried. "You aren't scared of Moony are you?"
Harry was silent for a minute. "I am," he admitted, "But not in the way you think. I have nothing against him being a werewolf. You might not know it, but I tried to convince him to keep teaching back in third year."
Sirius looked confused, and Harry couldn't blame him. "So why are you afraid of him then?"
"Because he's, well, it's kinda hard to explain."
~You are afraid of your father, little one?~ Leith questioned. Harry knew she called him that because in snake years she was older than him by far.
He nodded slightly. ~Not exactly, but he doesn't know, and what if he doesn't want me?~
Leith coiled around his arm, squeezing gently. ~Of course he will. Why don't you tell him,~ she pointed to Sirius with her tail, ~and then worry about the werewolf.~
~Thank you Leith, I really appreciate your advice.~
~Not an issue, Harry.~
He stood up and closed the door, then turned back to Sirius. "Who is Samantha Lupin?" he asked abruptly.
Sirius seemed shocked, but answered. "She was Moony's twin sister, one of your mother's best friends, and my wife. She died when you would have been ten, Harry, while I was still in Azkaban. The only good thing is that she died believing I was innocent." He frowned at Harry curiously. "How did you know her name?"
Harry was glad that Marc had left the letter on his desk when they'd retrieved the diaries. He picked it up and handed it to Sirius.
After reading it, Sirius looked at Harry. "What was it that she wanted you to know, Harry? I'm guessing it has something to do with Remus."
Harry nodded. "Most of it, yes. Did you know that my mother was descended from Rowena Ravenclaw, and that Voldemort is my mother's father?"
Sirius's jaw dropped. "I had no idea. But what does that have to do with Remus?"
"Well, he's descended from Hufflepuff and Gryffindor."
Sirius continued to look shocked.
"And he's my father."
There was a loud thud as Sirius fell off the chair in a dead faint.
Oops, did I leave a cliffhanger? I've been doing that a lot lately......mwahahahahahahaahahahahahhaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!