(A/N-Woot! Brownie points to everyone who figured out Gone with the Wind and Indiana Jones and the Last Cruisade!))
Over the next several weeks, the place anyone told you to look if you wanted to find Sirius Black was the library. The ministry, in appology, had given Black Manor back, along with unfreezing his Gringotts account, so he didn't exactly need to work. So, he spent all his time getting closer to Harry and getting MUCH closer to Sarah.
And so it was, that on the evening of November 11th, Sarah and Sirius were bundled up, sitting up in the astronomy tower, watching the stars and discussing their wands. "When I got mine, Ollivander turned pale," Sirius said. "I was already a little wizarding terror by the time, rather notorius for my pranks in Diagon Alley."
Sarah laughed. "He must have realized how much your potential for trouble-making improved now that you had your wand," she said. "Oh, not just that," Sirius answered. "My wand contains a rather unique core for rather powerful magic. The hair of the Goblin King." "WHAT?!?" Sarah exclaimed, shooting up from her restful position leaning against him.
"What's the matter?" Sirius asked. "Didn't you know the Goblin King existed?" Sarah shook her head. "Actually, I know Jareth personally, and he said he only gave one hair, and MY wand contains that hair. I mean, sure, I was told hair of Goblin Prince, but I figured it'd just been around so long that Jareth had become King by then. After all, Jareth doesn't have any children."
"Well, there's only one way to find out if he was telling the truth or not," Sirius said. "Just, call him, since you know him personally and I don't." Sarah nodded at this. "JARETH!! GET YOUR TIGHTS-WEARING, SOCK-STUFFING ASS UP HERE!!" "Sock-stuffing...?" Sirius asked, snickering. "One more word about socks out of either of you and you'll both find yourselfs tipped head-first over the bog of eternal stench."
Sirius continued laughing. Sarah just frowned. "You told me you only gave one hair for a wand core, Jareth. But Sirius and I BOTH have hair of Goblin King in our wands." Jareth raised an eyebrow at this. "But I did only give Olivander one hair. And not a single one to anyone else. Although I did give some other wand-maker one of my son's hairs from his first hair-cut..."
Sarah blinked. "You have a son? Then I was wrong with my theory that you'd become King since the wand was made." Jareth shook his head. "Honestly, Sarah. I thought you'd learned things weren't always as they seemed. Yes, I have a son, but I haven't seen him since he was born. I...seduced a married woman. Although, if you ever meet Mrs. Gloria Black, I'm sure she'll tell you it is definately not a sock."
Sirius stopped laughing. Sarah blinked. Jareth realized how awkward the situation was before looking at the Marauder carefully. Yes, there it was. Gloria's hair, her eyes, her nose. His own chin and stature. And, if rumors were true, his arrogance. This was his son. "And so the son finally meets the father."
All three, librarian, Marauder, and Goblin King, spun around to face the Headmaster. Sarah somehow wasn't surprised. Since she'd arrived at Hogwarts, she'd quickly learned that Albus Dumbledore somehow knew everything that went on in his school. And now, it seemed, they were going to find out everything he knew about this particular situation.