The rumors were flying around Hogwarts of Sirius' escape. However only 6 people knew the details and none of them were talking. There were so many different theories and only one of them came close to the truth.

Erin was sitting next to Harry at the Gryffindor Table at breakfast. They were whispering and Harry was stealing a kiss every now and then. "Well, well, well." A cool, malicious voice said behind them. They ignored him. "What do we have here? Looks like you two have been up to some pretty 'Sirius' stuff lately."

Harry rolled his eyes and just pulled Erin closer to him. "Just ignore him." He murmured.

"Very surprised though." Malfoy said. "Sirius Black was after your neck, probably got scared by the Dementors just like you." He sneered. "Black is mad as hatter. From we've all seen Erin is too. Always runs in families. Everyone knows that right? Erin Lyancomp is really Erin Black? Must make you feel like a big man, Potter to be snogging his daughter."

That was it Harry was out of his seat and he was pounding Malfoy. "Shut up! Shut up!" Erin stood there staring down in complete shock. "You foul, jealous leech!"

"Harry!" Erin's voice cut through the noise. "Harry, no, stop!" She pulled at his arm. "Harry, please!"

Harry finally relented allowing Erin to pull him off Malfoy. Malfoy was immediately set upon by Pansy. Malfoy looked a real mess. He got up and ran out of the Great Hall. Harry looked at Erin and drew her to him as if trying to protect her from the stares and the whispers. "It's ok." He whispered. "Everything's ok."

"What's wrong with all of you?" Ron's voice cut through the stillness. "You heard the bloody jerk, Erin is Sirius Black's daughter."

"Now if anyone has a problem with that..." Oliver growled.

"They're going to have to go through us!" Fred and George said menacingly.

Harry drew her out of the stares of the Great Hall. "And no one is snogging anyone!" Ron's voice cut through. There was a general outbreak of laughter.

Harry led Erin outside and down by the lake where they could be alone. They sat next to each other on the beach. "Thanks." Erin said putting her arms around him.

He smiled and put his arms around her. "For you? Anything." He whispered.

They were silent for awhile just sitting there holding each other. "Harry…" Erin said hesitantly.

"Yeah?" He asked.

"I was wondering…we don't have to if you don't want to…I just…" She swallowed looking a little embarrassed.

"What?" He asked curiously.

Erin bit her lip. "Well, I was just wondering if we could…well…if maybe our scars could come together again…"

He looked surprised. "If you want to…" He said a little unsure. "I just don't know what will happen…"

Erin slipped the neck of her blouse back revealing the now almost-healed scar between her shoulder and neck. She settled back and Harry looked a little unsure but slipped his arms around her waist and settled his head onto her shoulder. It seemed almost instinct to slide right into the spot. Erin gasped, as electricity seemed to flow through both of their bodies.

Harry sat up and just stared at her for a moment lying there beside him looking totally surprised. He touched his scar and then reached a tentative hand out and touched hers too. "Whoa." He said.

"No kidding." Erin replied. "I don't think we should be doing that to often."

Harry scratched the back of this head looking slightly embarrassed. "Are you sorry you asked?"

"No." Erin grinned and blushed a little. "Are you sorry I asked?"

Harry laughed. "Not at all, I just wasn't sure what would happen."

"Oh, come here." She said pulling him to her and kissing him.

They lay cuddling on the grass. "Erin? Do you remember when I came out of Trelawney's room?"

"Yes." She said thinking about how her scar hurt.

"Well, she made a prediction…a real prophecy…she said Pettigrew would return Voldemort and he did…"

"It was meant to happen, Harry. You know as well as I do that Voldemort would return someday. You just have to be there to stop him. I'll be right beside you, Harry."

He smiled at her. "You have no idea how happy that makes me."

"Oh, I'm sure you do." She said linking her fingers with his.

"Erin, I don't want to go back to the Dursley's. That's not my home…not really."

"I know, Harry." Erin sighed. "If I could-"

"I know." Harry said softly interrupting her. "If you could you'd drag me along to wherever you were. Though I doubt you would be having to do much dragging." He took his hand from her and pushed back the hair on her face gently caressing her hair. "I'd follow you anywhere."

Erin got that mischievous glint in her eyes again. "How about to the altar?"

Harry laughed. "Sure, but not for about 4 years." Erin grinned and then reached up and took off his glasses. "And what are you doing?"

"These get in the way sometimes." She said placing them a safe distance away.

"Get in the way of what?" Harry asked and then he was silenced by her wonderful insistence.

Erin and Hermione were sitting on the stairs in the Entrance Hall laughing and talking when the door leading down to the dungeons opened. Snape came out looking as surly as ever. He cast a look at Erin that would have killed if Erin weren't made of tougher stuff than Snape assumed. His look darkened even further when Harry and Ron sat down on either side of them. A muscle was twitching incessantly in the corner of Snape's jaw as he watched the pair of them. He hardly noticed Ron and Hermione.

Erin smiled at Harry and that seemed to make Snape even more furious. He swept past them up the staircase throwing glares at them. "What the bloody hell was that all about?" Ron asked.

"Isn't it obvious Ron?" Hermione said. "Snape thinks Erin and Harry had something to do with Sirius' escape."

Ron raised an eyebrow. "Came up with that on his own, did he?"

Hermione hit him playfully. "He has to know something, he is a professor after all."

Erin was quiet; she was thinking that this was their last day together. "What's wrong?" Harry asked putting his arm around her.

Erin leaned against him. "I just don't want to leave."

"I know." He said lightly. "None of us do…" He kissed her forehead and just held her.

That evening the Hall was alive with shouts and laughter. Gryffindor had won the Quidditch Cup and the House Cup that year so the Hall was bedecked in scarlet and gold. All four of them threw themselves into celebrating and forgetting that they would be separated that next day.

When they returned to the Common Room however the reality set back in. The four of them sat around the fire alone, the rest of the Gryffindor's had gone to bed. "This isn't so bad." Erin said trying to break the dismal mood. "It's just like the last two years."

"Doesn't feel like it." Ron moaned then he smiled. "This has been the best year of my life, guys. I mean we've gotten closer through this."

"Yeah." Hermione smiled. "We know more about each other now than we ever did. We've found out that Erin is a Black."

"And that you two are Animagi." Harry laughed.

"And Erin makes a funny drunk…" Ron teased.

Erin blushed. "Oh, don't remind me." She laughed. "I had to swear up and down to Remus that I would never do anything like that again. Darn Godfathers."

Harry laughed. "Cheers to that!"

"We should go to bed." Hermione said as the clock struck midnight.

"You go ahead." Harry said smiling.

Hermione nodded and Ron got up taking Hermione's hand. He led her to the girls' dorm and kissed her on the cheek. He smiled. "Night."

"Night." Hermione said blushing.

When they were gone Harry stretched out on the couch. "Come on." He said opening his arms to Erin. She smiled and slid onto the couch next to him resting her head on his chest. "I don't want to go to bed, Erin."

"Neither do I." She said softly.

"You'll stay out here with me?" He asked.

"You don't need to ask, Harry." She hugged him tighter.

"I know…" He sighed. "I love you…"

"I love you too, Harry."

They didn't say anything more; perhaps nothing else would ever need to pass between them. They were in love and they knew it.