Warnings: A few naughty swear words. Do forgive me. A few spoilers too. If you've not read book five... What's been keeping you?

Author Notes: This stories almost finished... one chapter left after this.... Oooo Oooo guess what? My birthday's coming up in a few days (on the 29th) I'm turning twenty!

No Reason or Rhyme

Chapter 3

Dammit... Lessee... Reasons... Reasons... Maybe they're here so they can be warned about... Sirius being good?

To keep Remus from being fired?

To stop the Tri - Wizard from happening?

To catch Pettigrew?

To keep Um-bitch (Umbridge) from siccing the Dementors on Harry before school? After all because of that Harry goes to a hearing.

Maybe to get Dumbledore to tell Harry about the prophecy?

I groaned and looked up from my book. It was now two hours later and Snape was one page from finishing the first book (now and then he'd let out a snort or he would discreetly shoot a look at Harry, look at his book, look back to Harry then frown. At one point Snape said with triumph, "Aha, so you did do it, Potter! When we get back you'll be in detention for weeks!". It was at THAT point I realized I should have been more careful about handing Snape that book.). And to think that I had given him the Sorceror's Stone because I thought it to be the least incriminating.

Dumbledore was likewise one page from being done (cept he hadn't given Harry so much as a glance, let alone a detention), and Remus had read four-fifths of the third book. He told me he had reached chapter seventeen a few minutes before and now he was clutching the book tightly, not looking happy. Harry was waiting for Snape to finish so that he could at least read one of the books. I was halfway through (I was scanning what I thought might be important) and not happy. Four hours left. And I had WAY too many possibilities to choose from.

I wouldn't let any of them touch book four or five. That would have been insanity.

"Lupin- - I think you should stop reading that." He jerked his eyes away from the book. He was very tense. I got up and took a look at where he was. Well fuck- - Sirius just showed himself to Ron, Hermione, and Harry in the shrieking shack. I took the book from him. "Thank you."

"Oh dear lord..." he murmured, looking a bit pale. He was probably busy blaming himself for Sirius having gotten to them.

Albus and Snape were done and looking at me and him curiously.

"Did you figure something out, Lupin?" snapped Snape.

Lupin shook his head burying his face into a hand, rubbing his tired eyes. Albus glanced at me but I merely returned the book to my pile.

"So..." I began uneasily, taking the other two books back, I handed Harry the first volume and he opened it, a bit reluctantly. "Could any of you figure out something you might need clarified? Or might be good to know? I've got a few ideas but I'd rather know what you think might be imperative to your future back where you guys came from."

The men were rather silent. Remus was the first to speak.

"Could we have been sent here to be told something about Si-Sirius Black?" he asked a bit hoarsely. Snape scowled and Dumbledore frowned. Harry glanced up in surprise looking from the adults to me.

I grimaced, "I was really hoping it wouldn't be that."

"Do you know how the story ends?" Dumbledore asked me.

"No... Like I said, we have two more books left." I glanced down at the fifth book. "There's so many possibilities. Maybe..." I tried a different tactic, "What's going on in your lives right now that is rather important to you?"

Harry shrugged his shoulders, "Nothing important that concerns me- - except that Sirius Black wants me dead for some reason."

Albus frowned, "There are a few things I have been working on, keeping the Ministry from trying to take away a teacher, and the Dementors for the school. The Sirius Black issue is a rather severe one."

"My life does not revolve around that... man," Severus spat. "He was a thorn in my side as a child, but I have been working on my potions in particular. It is merely inconvenient that I must be dragged into the worries that the ministry believes Black will attack the school."

"Important...? My illness... and..." Remus bit his lip looking very upset. There were things he had yet to tell Dumbledore. That he knew Sirius was an animagi. That as children he and the marauders had risked lives for brief thrills... That Sirius knew the secret passages as well, if not better than the twins or Filch.

"Dammit..." I groaned and stood up, I bit at a hangnail and paced a bit. "Sirius. All of you have mentioned Sirius Black. Then again it is ninety - three... so the plot revolves majorly around him..." I ended up ripping the hangnail off. Ouch! I cringed, "I don't know-- bloody hell if I tell you- -" I was looking at them, my stomach sinking.

Could it be something else?

Maybe Crouch?

Maybe to tell Harry that when Sirius gives him that package in the fifth book, to open it and not just bury it away.

Maybe to tell Harry not to be a prat by the time he's fifteen.

To tell Dumbledore to tell Harry about the prophecy?

Oh wait, already thought that thought.

Maybe I thought it twice because that plays such a critical part in Harry's fifth year. Maybe Sirius had nothing to do with - - who am I kidding? Book 3 and 5 connect with an anger (from Harry) and eventually leads into something about Sirius....

"Are you going to tell us what you're thinking or are you going to just pace?" sneared Grump- - Er, Snape.

"I'm thinking, dammit! This is worse than dealing with a time turner, okay!?" Harry looked confused and Albus raised an eyebrow. (Now he was having irony thrown at him. I hoped it was salty.) "Because unfortunately if none of you protested that the books were wrong, that must mean they were right! Meaning, unlike Trelawney, I'm ninety-nine percent sure of what's to happen in the future! You just don't hand out information like that as if you were some careless idiot!" I snapped angrily.

My kingdom for an Ezboard. A live journal... an ANYTHING!

Or a clue. I would really have appreciated a clue.

Maybe I was supposed to tell them all about fan fiction and try and hook Harry and Snape together? (I mentally began laughing. YEAH RIGHT. Harry would sooner kiss Voldemort. Which I'd still pay to see...)

"Let's pretend for a moment you're not here because of Voldemort sending you. Or anyone working for him. Let's assume this is about Sirius Black." Severus snorted at my words.

"But... he DOES work for Voldemort!" Harry said a bit angrily.

"Hey! No biting my head off." I defended. "As I said, we shall assume this has something to do with Black. Okay, knowing that I have to figure out if it has something to do with his interaction with all of you.... Now whether I am to tell you how he escaped, why, where he'll be next, how his life will go, I don't know, so I'm going to have to... Tell you everything I guess."

Snape didn't look thrilled. Yes, I'm SOOO sure he wanted to discuss his would be murderer.

I sat down into my abandoned chair. "Alright, I'll start from the beginning. Try to keep from interrupting me too much." Harry sat on edge. At last, someone who would talk about why Black was after him. HAH! Would he be unhappy about this.

"Well, a long, long time ago in a dimension far, far away there was a family called the Potters, and they were to go into hiding for reasons that a certain Headmaster should very soon tell a certain student why they did so," my voice was so thickly weighed with the 'catch a clue' voice at Dumbledore that Harry gave me the look like I was crazy again. Dumbledore's face on the other hand didn't change. Not so much as a bat of the eye. "-and to do so, they had to use a spell called a Fidelius Charm... and when they went into hiding, all believed that Sirius Black was the secret keeper... But no one, save the Potters, Black, and one other knew that they had switched the secret keepers..."

Albus and Remus were both horrified and surprised (Albus kept it down better), Snape stiffened. Harry was bewildered.

It didn't get any better from there.

"So Pettigrew faked his death?" Remus interrupted my story with that same look of horror that hadn't left his face since he'd learned that Pettigrew had been the keeper.

"Cut off his finger and that was that."

"How did he escape then?" demanded Snape, "Black would have said if Pettigrew had apparated."

I looked at Remus and said, "He didn't apparate. He didn't have to."

Remus gathered his courage and breathed out in a shudder, "He was an animagi."

Dumbledore was now looking at him.

"Pettigrew? That halfwit no account?" Snape laughed. "He could barely cast a stunning hex."

"Si-Sirius- - James- - Peter- - they were all animagi." he met Dumbledore's eyes, silently begging for his understanding. "When they learned of what I was- - they started teaching themselves- - Headmaster I should have told you- - so long ago- - I'm so sorry..." he broke off, his voice dying.

"They did it for Remus, Headmaster." I said quietly. Albus sighed and after a moment put a hand on Remus' shoulder. "Pettigrew turned into a rat and disappeared into a sewer, by then Black had lost his best friends and the only proof that he wasn't the secret keeper. He had no hope that they would give him a trial, let alone listen to him, your Ministry of Magic was absolutely horrid in dispensing justice and lowered themselves beneath Muggle justice in this instance." I said scornfully. Take that low blow you Ministry bastard's, I thought to myself. As if they could hear me. "So he was incarcerated for murders he'd never committed. He escaped this year by turning into a dog-" Harry's eyes widened, "because he was able to find out where Pettigrew was. Fudge was right, Sirius was muttering, 'He's at Hogwart's'. But he didn't mean Harry."

"Pettigrew is in Hogwarts?" Albus' voice had become sharp. I nodded.

"I'm hoping that's what I was supposed to say..." I sighed. There. I was done.

But no hole opened up again to take them back.

Nothing.

Well son of a sassafrass.

"Sirius- - is he really my Godfather?" Harry asked quietly.

I nodded, "Yes, he loved your parents. But unfortunately there was mistrust amongst the marauders, they didn't know who the leak was, and afraid it might be Lupin, and Lupin afraid it might be Black or Pettigrew... it was cause for a disaster. But you know the Ministry won't accept Sirius as innocent... and if they don't, if things fail and Pettigrew escapes to his master... You must realize that he will tell Voldemort Harry's weakness."

Harry started, "Weakness?!"

"Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley?" Albus asked softly.

"No. Black. Black and he love each other, though they never say as much. When he realizes that Harry cares for his godfather he will use him against Harry. You have to teach Har--"

Okay, here's where my conscience kicked back in... I mean, come on, talk about skipping books and the like! What if they changed things? What if Sirius' death wouldn't even be a problem by telling them what I already had? Foot and mouth disease. The story of my life.

"Yes?" Dumbledore urged gently.

Oh to hell with it. "Occlumency."

Now I was really getting stared at. As many looks as I'd gotten today, I felt like the bearded lady at the circus. Subconsciously my hand went to my cheek to check for growing stubble.

"What's that?" Harry asked curiously.

"Protecting your mind." I simplified.

"Why? Who'd try to- -" he looked at the adults.

"Voldemort is very good at Occlumency... it would be imperative, seeing as you're connected to his mind and knowledge, you have to learn it very soon anyways."

Harry was horrified. "He - he can read my mind?"

I groaned. Did I mention that I have foot in mouth disease? "Not yet." I sighed, "But Dumbledore- - you should be the one to do it. Otherwise things could go horribly. You have to tell him why his parents knew Voldemort might be after them. Do you understand? He's old enough. You. Must. Tell. Him." I pleaded, staring him in the eyes, my message carrying through more well then I'd ever know.

Maybe he saw a bit of what I knew to be a horrible future for Harry.

Maybe he'd seen the danger he'd put himself and others in if Harry was left in the dark...

Maybe he just took the bloody hint.

But he nodded.

Thank God, he nodded.

And then the explosion hit.

TBC....

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