Chapter 3: Unknown
A/N Ok here we go the BIG chapter...well one of them. And BTW there was supposed to be astridges seperating sections, but the format won't allow it so it's not meant to be as choppy as it is....
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione exited the Hogwarts express and climbed into the odd supposedly "horseless" carriages. Last years events still broiled in his mind and the pain from his godfathers death had yet to even settle down within him. He hadn't wanted to return to the Black family house, he hadn't wanted to come here, but everyone had made him. Harry even still wanted to hurt Dumbledore permanently, but with Ron and Hermione on firm watch dog duty he would never have a chance. As the carriages came to a halt and Ron stepped out a clear voice called Harry's name.
"Harry Potter!" yelled Professor McGonagall over the crowd over bustling Hogwarts students "You will please fallow me!"
Harry glared at the elderly witch but fallowed like a good little boy. Malfoy stood not three feet from him, but with his father imprisoned he didn't have much to gloat about these days. Professor McGonagall led Harry to her office where Professor Snape stood outside the door. As always the two glared at each other, but this year with even more hatred then the last. The memories of Snape's failed attempt to teach Harry Occulemency still burned in their heads. McGonagall noticed the fierce glares and ushered Harry into the next chamber, from there the raised voices coming from her office could be heard.
"I don't give a damn whether Snape's been cleared or not I don't want Snivelous teaching my nephew!!!" yelled a female voice.
"Now see here!" yelled who Harry thought was Cornelius Fudge "You should be glad I'm not having you arrested for disobeying my orders! Telling Albus that a teacher is not fit due to personal hatreds is really pushing it!"
"You...You dare to even speak to me you sniveling, lying, son of a bitch?!?" yelled the female again "You didn't even bother to tell me my brother and his wife were murdered, you kept me in America when my nephew needed my help just so your image wouldn't be fowled up and now you dare to tell me off! You had just better watch your step Cornelius Fudge I've had enough of you and there are ways of hurting you that can't be traced!!"
"Was that a threat young lady?" asked Fudge horrified.
"Damn right it was. I really do hope you burn in hell Fudge I really do!!" whispered the lady again in an almost satisfied voice. Apparently Fudge went to say something else because Dumbledore's loud rumbling voice suddenly drifted threw to Harry.
"ENOUGH!! The two of you can finish this outside of the school. I believe we have more important business to deal with. Like when and how we are going to tell Harry this rather shocking development."
The girl laughed "Now and anyway the two of you choose."
"WHAT?!?" yelled both the older men.
"I tricked Professor McGonagall into pulling Harry right from the coaches pulled by Thestrals. And yes you two are telling him. Why you ask? Because if I hadn't been lied to, deceived and tricked by someone in this room he would have known all ready. And as for you Professor you could have told him the entire story on day one at Hogwarts, but you so choose not to and that is not my fault. As far as I'm concerned I am here to be introduced and monitor what you are telling him to make sure that nothing and I mean not one thing is left out!"
Professor McGonagall took this opportunity to open the door and bring Harry in. Harry faced Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic, and Professor Dumbledore. Another person stood in the back of the room, but he didn't know her even though she looked oddly familiar. She had long black hair and sparkling hazel eyes, currently they were sparkling with triumph but Harry got the idea her emotions could change very quickly something like his own of late. She was tall and obviously made for Quidwitch as her state of dress showed, but a simple gold script A with two wands crossed in the back made him wonder who she was. It was embroidered slightly above her breast in gold on her flowing black robe, in gold thread. On her scarlet shirt she wore a small gold pin of a lion which upon a closer look bore the Gryffindor crest. Her necklace also intrigued Harry; it seemed to be a family crest, much like the Black family crest only slight changes in animals and letters. The direction of Harry's gaze was noticed by the women and she smiled at him making him genuinely uncomfortable. He had not seen someone smile and truly mean it since Sirius had first opened the door the year before at Christmas. Thinking of Sirius made Harry frown and all thoughts disappear until all that was left was his brooding anger.
"I think it is high time we get this meeting started, Harry why don't you sit down?" asked Dumbledore carefully trying not to strike any nerve with the teen age boy.
"I'll stand thanks." muttered Harry. Dumbledore frowned slightly, but just nodded and took a seat himself. The women remained standing as Cornelius Fudge, and Professor McGonagall seated themselves.
"Harry there is some things, which regrettably you have not been told before, which must be discussed now." Dumbledore began, but was interrupted by a cough from the mysterious women in the corner. It gave Harry shades of Umbridge for a moment, but that quickly passed when Dumbledore sighed and nodded.
"Harry, this is you aunt, Sorcière Potter." Said Dumbledore and with that Harry fainted, not at all inappropriately.
Blurry forms greeted Harry's weary eyes, two he had seen so many times like this that he could identify them right away, Ron Weasly and Hermione Granger. The third however was not a common person to him and so he had to put on his glasses to identify it. What he saw made him want to lie down again. His aunt stood at the end of the bed glaring at something at the door of the hospital wing. Movement from Harry caught her eye and she turned to face him.
"Hello Harry." She said in a very thick British accent yet still her voice was sweet as honey "How are you feeling?"
"Shocked." muttered Harry quietly. Ron and Hermione looked very worried.
"What happened Harry? You missed the sorting and we weren't told what happened and we want to know and..." Hermione streamed not taking a breath. Ron nodded in agreement; he looked rather pale beneath his freckles. Harry looked from them to the women at the end of the bed.
"They don't know anything. Dumbledore wouldn't let me tell them." she said. Harry growled in anger.
"I have an aunt." He said straight out to his friends.
"Impossible..." gasped Ron.
"Improbable." corrected Hermione "Extremely improbable. I mean did she care at all? Where has she been for sixteen years?"
"I have been in America." The sweet voice answered looking at the two other teens "And you have no idea how guilty I feel after hearing how Harry's life has been."
Ron and Hermione's jaws dropped in shock.
"But...but..."
"Extremely improbable. My parents didn't think much of me so didn't talk of me. And as none of you were alive when I was still in England none of you knew me." She continued "Now Harry stay out of trouble. I have to go back into London for a while."
"You're off you're bloody rocker!!" Ron exclaimed his eyes going wide "You haven't talked to him ever and now you show up and leave in the space of like three hours!! You're mad!!"
Harry smirked "Ron its ok. She's probably got a reason."
"I'm an auror Mr.Weasly and I don't think the Ministry would appreciate me spending the entire year here with my nephew. I'll be back tomorrow. And Harry..."
"Yes?"
"Annoy Snape for me."
Ron was still staring wide eyed at the women, Hermione was still trying to figure out why they hadn't known before because the older women's logic just didn't sit well with her, and Harry gave a brilliant smile to his aunt and watched as she disappeared with a popping sound.
"Bloody Hell." whispered Ron.
"Amazing!" whispered Hermione.
"Wonderful..." sighed Harry "She's not even a criminal I'll never have to see the Dursleys again!!!"
"And she plays Quidwitch!" said a new voice.
Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and Remus Lupin had walked in. Lupin looked his normally ruff self, and the two professors looked like they hadn't had enough sleep.
"She even went professional for a while."
"PROFESSOR LUPIN!!!" yelled Ron and Hermione, Hermione hugged the werewolf professor tightly while Ron just beamed at him.
"You know my aunt?"
"Know her?" Lupin snorted "Snitch was my surrogate little sister...if it hadn't been for my little problem then she literally would have lived with me. She hated living at the Potter Estate."
"Potter estate?" Harry asked a gleam in his eye. Dumbledore smiled "She's not dead and you're not 18."
"She was Snitch Lupin!!!!!" gasped Ron his eyes going even wider then they had been "She's one of the most mysterious and magnificent seeker in HISTORY!!!!! HARRY YOU ARE RELATED DIRECTLY TO SNITCH LUPIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Ron was having a heart attack which was causing Harry, Hermione, Lupin, McGonagall, and Dumbledore to laugh uncontrollable.
"Yes she was the famous Snitch Lupin. Snitch is her nickname Harry. You see Sirius and I left her out because we thought she was dead. She is also an animagi. Unfortunately the spell caught up with her during a Quidwitch game and she turns into the Snitch bird...not very effective, but I still wouldn't eat her and she can be very distracting."
"Harry," Professor McGonagall said "Where is Sorcière?"
Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other. Lupin, and Dumbledore turned directly to them, and Professor McGonagall sat down heavily on the next bed.
"We thought you would know. She said she had to go back to London for a while that's all." Harry said guiltily.
Suddenly Professor Snape burst into the room in his gloomy demeanor tainted with anger.
"I thought you would like to know Professor, Sorcière Potter has announced her presence by going threw the Portal del Muerto."
"What's that?" whispered Harry his voice hardening into a cold fearful tone. Hermione began to cry, and Ron just stared his mouth agape at Professor Snape.
"The Portal of the Dead." whispered Lupin "She's trying to bring Sirius to life."