Chapter Three



"Well, I suppose you would like me to tell you about her wouldn't you, Harry?" Dumbledore asked him gently.

Harry nodded numbly. He still couldn't believe it. He had a godmother.

"Well, her name is Emilee Black. She is Remus's sister."

Lupin nodded. He smiled at Harry in a fatherly way.

"She is the same age I am, Professor," Lupin said, "She married Sirius right after James and Lily were married. I believe, that Lily and Emilee were best friends, also, much like your father and Sirius, Harry."

"Emilee went into the market to shop the day Sirius was looking for Peter Pettigrew; the day your parents died. She had no idea what was going on while Sirius was being carried away to Azkaban. She knew Peter was the Potters' secret keeper, but she didn't know if Sirius was innocent or guilty of killing Peter, so she went into hiding. No one has heard from her except me, because she sent me letters monthly telling me that she was alright. I think that she tried to find Sirius after he escaped, but I do not know if she succeeded. I do believe Professor Dumbledore has arranged for you to meet her today, am I right, Albus?" Lupin questioned.

"Why didn't you tell me about her?" Harry said rather rudely.

"We didn't want you to get your hopes up about her, Harry. For all we knew she could have been captured or worse. Now, though, we know that she is all right. She will be here shortly, so you'd better go straighten yourself up." Professor Dumbledore replied with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Oh, are we talking about little Emilee Black?" asked a smug voice behind them, the voice of Professor Snape. "She is waiting outside, I do believe."

Lupin's face hardened.

"Yes, Severus, we are talking about my sister," Lupin replied coldly.

"Lupin, when did I ever tell you that you could call me Severus?" he asked meanly.

"Now Snivellus, when did I ever tell you that you could harass my brother?" asked a high, sweet voice coming through the door to the front hall.

Harry saw the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life; a woman with straight, silky locks of strawberry blonde hair and a tall, slim figure. She looked just like Lupin, Harry thought, in her own, girlish way. He could see why Sirius was in love with someone like her.

"Em!" said surprisedly, "How did you get in here?"

"Well, Rey, Molly came to the door and let me in," she laughed. "It's how most people get inside."

"Ahem," Snape coughed.

"Snivellus, can you not keep your crooked, greasy nose bloody out of other people's business?" she asked sweetly.

"Um, er...." he stammered.

Dumbledore, who had been watching the whole episode with twinkling eyes full of amusement, said, "Now, now, Emilee, Severus is a member of the Order, also, so please respect him."

"Okay," replied Emilee sullenly, but her face brightened when she saw Harry, and she smothered him in a large hug. "You must be Harry! Oh my goodness! You look just like James! But with Lily's eyes! Oh goodness, I'm getting ahead of myself. I'm Emilee Lindsey Lupin Black. I was married to Sirius." she said, with tears in her eyes.

"Hi," Harry managed to squeak through her hug.

"Well, it's good to meet you all," she said in a friendly way to everyone, after releasing Harry, "I hope I get to meet you all soon!"

"Well Harry," said Emilee, "I think we need to talk."

"Professor, do you, um, mind if I borrow Harry for a sec?" she asked awkwardly, since everyone in the room was now staring at her because she had made such a scene.

"I would be offended if you didn't," Dumbledore replied in a way that made Harry think of when Ron thought Dumbledore was off his rocker back in their first year. He grinned at that thought.

"Well then, Harry, let's go in the living room," Emilee indicated towards the door, "Rey, you come too."

Lupin started forward.

"Hem, hem," coughed a familiar voice.

Harry turned around. He saw Ginny innocently standing there, looking around the room.

"What?" she asked, grinning widely. "Just had to lighten up the moment."

Everyone burst out laughing. Well, everyone except Emilee, because she had no idea what was going on.

"Oh, don't worry about that. Inside joke." Harry told his godmother.

" Let's go Emilee, we do need to talk," he remembered, and walked towards the door, his godmother right beside him.

"This has been a really long day," he told her.

She grinned and said, "Mine too."