It was another History of Magic lesson. The trio couldn't begin to fathom why Trepur looked at Harry so strangely. She always seemed a little distant, though still perfectly nice.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione took the opportunity of her leaving the room to discuss this matter.
"I don't think it affects anything!" said Hermione indignantly. She often had difficulty with thinking of teachers in a way other than authoritative. "It's not Harry's fault that teachers tend to have strong feelings about him."
"Still Hermione, I think Harry has a right to know what's going on."
"She is better then Binns, though." Harry put in. "Of course, that has nothing to do with it. If it'll shut you two up I'll ask her after class. Still, I doubt it means anything.
True to his word Harry approached the History of Magic teacher after class. If she was surprised to see him standing in front of her desk she showed no sign of letting on.
"Excuse me Professor Trepur, but I've been wondering something for a while."
"Oh, and what might that be?"
"I….erm…why do you look at me funny?"
"Oh, that." She sighed. "Well, I suppose the truth will have to come out sometime so why not now. I'm sorry Harry, but it's just that you look so much like James…and he reminds me of…Sirius. I don't know if you know this but I used to be your mother's friend…and S-Sirius's girlfriend. We were going to get married and then…L-lily and James died." A silent tear leaked out of her left eye and trickled down her face. "I r-really did love him. But upon finding out what he did I…I wanted n-nothing to do with him. Of course, later I learned that he was innocent…and d-dead. I felt so horrible and equally guilty. That's when Dumbledore found me and gave me this job. I didn't mean to act so strangely Harry, b-but it was hard for me not to."
Harry had been standing there listening to all this with his mouth wide open. Not only had a strange Professor confided in him but he'd just found that he had another link to his parents besides Remus Lupin. He was still shocked that Professor Trepur had told him all this but he understood why. After all, he had shared everything with Dobby.
"Professor Trepur, I--" he gulped. "I was wondering if you could, um…tell me about my mother." He tried to speak very carefully so as to avoid another outburst.
"Oh Harry, I promise I will, but I don't think this is the time. Besides, your friends are probably starting to worry. I'll send you an owl tomorrow."
Harry turned to the door and met Ron and Hermione outside it. They both looked at him expectantly.
"She was engaged to Sirius." These were the only words that could escape Harry's mouth but they had the necessary effect. Hermione gasped and hugged him, sobbing silently, and Ron, looking dumbstruck began to speak softly. Eventually the trio found themselves in the kitchens, only to realize that they weren't the only ones.
Professors Dumbledore and Snape were engaged in conversation with several of the house elves. Quietly, Harry, Ron, and Hermione snuck into a cupboard in the corner so as not to be noticed. They left the door ajar and managed to hear each and every single word.
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Authors Note: My beta is back from vacation and I'm happy! How come none of you wanted to reveiw my other storys? I found that kind of odd. Oh well. Anyways It feels great to be posting again and I have a lot of chapters done already so you can get ready for a stream of updates!