A/N: Okay, I may look like I reviewed my own story, but my friend logged into user and review my story, honest to goodness truth. Anywho this is a really long chapter so enjoy!

Chapter Eight

She stared snidely at Dumbledore as he sat at the edge of her bed.

"Ah, so Dumbledore, have you come to tell me I am being put under arrest again, or maybe I will get custody of Harry, ha! You wouldn't bring me such news." She started coughing. Rowena had contracted a cough after her talk with Harry. No one knew yet that Harry had met Rowena.

"I am here to ask a favor from a friend." Dumbledore said quietly.

"A friend? A friend? Where was your friendship when Sirius was imprisoned? Where were you when Harry was given to his Aunt? Oh I forgot, it was you that gave that order."

"It was for Harry's safety." Dumbledore said "I care for Harry too."

At this Rowena flew out of her bed and walked over to were Dumbledore was standing until she was standing right in front of him. "Don't you ever say that. If you cared for Harry you would have placed him were his Father and Mother wanted him ho go. Not to Petunia! You would have worked to get Sirius out of Prison. Not just sat back and done nothing! Now he is dead, but oh yes you care for Harry." She turned and walked over to the window were the blinds were drawn.

"Say what you will, but I still care for Harry."

"Get OUT!" Rowena screamed at him.

Rowena sat in the middle of a cold small room. It was like Sirius's court room only much smaller. Crouch sat across from her with a few other old wizards, the minister of Magic and Dumbledore. Rowena herself sat in a hard wooden chair.

"You are here Rowena Hopkirk because you have been marked as a possible danger to society due to your relationship with one Sirius Black, currently imprisoned in Azkaban." Crouch's voice echoed through the room.

"Black." Rowena couldn't take her eyes off her hands, why she didn't know.

"Excuse me?" Crouch said, looking up from her file.

"My name is Rowena Black, I have been using since we became engaged." She looked up at Crouch.

"From what I see here in your file you never married." Crouch looked up from the file and at Rowena.

"We were to marry when Sirius was arrested when he is released we will wed."

"I assure you there is little chance of that." Crouch looked back down at the file again. "Now, Ms. Hopkirk, I see here you lived together, is this true?"

"Yes." Rowena wasn't about to lie. She loved Sirius and wasn't afraid to show it, especially to the man that toke him away from her.

"Have you ever met He Who Must Not Be Named?"

"Excuse me?" now it was Rowena's turn to be confused.

"Have you ever met He Who Must Not Be Named?"

"I most certainly have not!" She was stunned.

"You lived with a Deatheater, miss it isn't so unbelievable."

"I did not!" She was stunned at the comment.

"Sirius Black was prosecuted and found guilty. There is no question."

"Why did he not have the skull tattoo?" Rowena was not about to let Sirius be accused of such things without an argument.

"That is neither here nor there." Crouch was shuffling the papers more and more and the others on the committee were starting to whisper amongst themselves

"Oh, but Mr. Crouch, I think it has everything to do with everything, Sirius worked for the Order, why on earth would he then go over to He Who must not be named?" She looked to Dumbledore for support but he just stared back at her.

"Working for the Order was a cover. I think you are to close to the situation; I am placing you under House arrest-

"No!"

Crouch continued. "Until you have been deemed safe to reenter society."

"No!"

Harry heard shouting up stairs. He got up and started up the stairs.

"Harry were are you going?" Ron said bewildered still sitting in their room where they were playing wizard chess. Harry didn't hear him as he ran to his Godmother's room.

When he got there he saw Dumbledore standing near the door and his Godmother beside the window.

It was strange but like when he meet Sirius and learned the truth he felt and instant bond with her. He didn't care if Dumbledore was there he wasn't going to let him hurt her.

Harry marched into the room and stood in front of his Godmother. Dumbledore looked from Harry to Rowena.

"I see you have meet each other." He said in his normal voice.

"Yes, what a pity, your plan to keep Harry from knowing me has failed. I believe I asked you to leave?" Rowena's voice was snide, it surprised Harry.

"Very well then." Dumbledore left the room. Harry turned to Rowena.

"What was that about?" Harry asked as his Aunt sat on the edge of the bed.

"Dumbledore wanted something from me." She wasn't about to give any more information. Harry sat beside her.

"How did you meet my mum?"

Rowena smiled at the memory.

Rowena sat on a bench not listening to her mother as she keep saying how she would surely meet a whole bunch of new people that were really nice, don't be shy, remember you manners, yada yada yada.

She glanced around her at the other first years; they stuck out like sore thumbs. Stupid, stupid, egotistical, silly looking, jock. She read them all like books. Her new uniform fitted well and her black slightly wavy hair flowed around her elbows nicely. A large group of boys walked by talking and joking loudly. Now they caught her attention! Well large wasn't the right word, there were only four but they exuded this big feeling.

One was tall and had sandy hair that was chin length, he was pale and quiet looking, the boys referred to him as Remus. One was tall as Remus and had really dark hair that went well with is equally dark complexion, he was hot! The leader was obviously the one with the glasses. Her had wild black hair and really dark eyes. She noted he had a worn out snitch in his hand. Quidditch fanatic with a huge ego. She knew that first years weren't aloud on the team, she hoped his head could take the deflating. There was one boy at the back, he was slightly chubby and really short, he was obviously a poser, pathetic they way he tried to keep up with the other boys, he had colorless hair and watery eyes. She almost felt sorry for him, almost.

Then a girl who just stumbled through the gate way caught her eye.

"Look mum, I will be fine. I love you, but I have got to go." She gave her mum a kiss and hug and copied for her father and got on the train. As her parents wandered through the gateway she jumped off the train and headed over to the girl. She had long red hair pulled into a ponytail, and brilliant green eyes.

"Hey!" Rowena smiled brightly at the girl who almost jumped out of her skin.

"I just…." She pointed at the wall and looked at Rowena.

"Yeah, I know. You obviously aren't from a wizard family. Muggle born?"

"Pardon?" The girl just stared at Rowena.

"Never mind, you answered my question."

"I did?"

"Yes. My name is Rowena Hopkirk."

"Hello, I am Lily Evans."

"Come on, lets get on the train." The two girls made their way to the train and found an empty compartment. They started chatting about school and everything eleven year old girls could possible take about.

"I am not aloud to wear make up." Lily said blushing slightly.

"Oh that's okay with your complexion, but you see I have this splotchy thing going on."

"No you don't!"

"Sure I do!"

"Excuse me? But Is it okay if my friends and I can sit with you?" The boy Rowena had seen on the platform, who was called Remus poked his head in the door and looked at the girls with a pleading facial expression.

"Oh come on Remus, we are going to a school with lots of kids, you gotta be pushy!" And in stormed the boy with the wild black hair and brown eyes. "Hey, I am James Potter!"