Disclaimer: still don't own Malfoy… I mean HP!

Chapter Two

Harry blinked. Inside the broom shed sat Remus Lupin and… James Potter. They looked up at Snape in horror. Harry was very glad that he was invisible.

"Hello Remus. James. Never thought I'd see you like this."

"Well, now you have," James replied, putting an arm around Lupin's bare back. "What do you think?"

"I think that I hate you."

"Oo, that's new."

"And I think that Harry needs to come back to my office."

Harry turned to face Snape, the one who's pensive he'd fallen into.

Harry reappeared in the classroom. He was shocked to see Snape smirking at him.

"Well, Potter, I see you've learned something else about your father. Seems he wasn't the great man you thought he was."

"My father was better than you even if he was gay! And anyway, what was with you and Lupin?"

"Oh, so you saw that too?" Snape looked a little embarrassed. "But there are still some things you don't know."

"Like what?"

"I suggest you take another look."

The silvery contents of the pensive began to swirl and Harry felt himself falling again. This time he was standing in front of a small what house. Snape walked in front of him and knocked on the door.

It was opened by none other than Harry's father. Harry couldn't hear what they were saying but soon Lupin appeared in the doorway, a little girl in his arms. At this Harry moved closer.

"Severus," His father said, "I'd like you to meet our daughter Emilie."

Harry gasped.

"We adopted her,' Lupin said, "Isn't she sweet?"

Harry turned and ran, reappearing in Snape's office.

"What happened to her?" He asked. "Where is she?"

"She's twenty-two and lives in New York." Snape said, almost smiling. "She's your sister Harry."

Harry nodded.

"But then, why did he marry my mother?"

"He married her because of a prophecy."

Harry bowed his head, remembering how Sirius had been killed because of a prophecy.

"But he acted as if he like her!"

"That was all for show. And also to make certain others jealous."

Harry nodded understanding.

"Did she know?"

Snape nodded.

"Did she know about Emilie?"

"I don't think so."

Harry sat down with his head in his hands.

"Do you still like Remus?" he asked.

"Now, Potter, that's quite a personal question."

Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Oh fine," Snape said, "Yes, I like him."

"I don't know why I'm doing this, after how rude and unfair you've been to me, but I can get you guys together."

"That would be very nice of you."

"No problem, Sev. I can call you that, right?"

Snape nodded curtly. "But only in private."

Harry grinned and headed back to his common room.

Puppy: How'd ja like it?
Cat: just so ya know, we had some help on the plot from our friend Elena.
Puppy: Yup! And Emilie is all ours.
Cat: so review!
Puppy: I got something to ask.
Cat: Ok…
Puppy: OK. How come Dumbledore didn't use the time-turner to rescue Snuffles?
Cat: Dat's a good question.
Puppy: Well hey, Mrs. Rowling- if you ever read this pleeaase tell us!
Cat: Yeah.
Puppy: …hic…Snuffles!…hic…sob