Chris never thought she'd be back. Sure she'd told Remus she would be, but not this soon. It had been 15 years since she had left and she was still dreading it. Pollux and Castor had said they were ready. It was their choice. Remus Lupin, her last living British friend, had also owled her to get her to come home, they apparently needed to talk.

So the Blacks had headed out. They were going back. It didn't matter where they had come from, just that they were going back. They had caught the first plane to London and were now waiting for Remus. They had been sitting for 5 minutes when there was a deafening blast.

"Oh my god," Chris whispered as she saw the hooded figures advance, "he's back."

"Mum what's going on?" asked Pollux, clearly terrified.

"It's Death Eaters," Chris replied.

"Voldemort's gang?" Castor asked.

"Yes, it's them," moaned Chris, " come on you two let's get out of here."

"But Mum, what about the muggles?" both twins asked.

"The Aurors will help them, we've got to find Remus." Chris set off running. The twins looked at each other then followed her. They easily caught up to their mother, they weren't Quidditch players for nothing, and asked what Remus looked like.

"If he still looks like he did 15 years ago then he has long, light brown hair and is about 6 feet tall."

"Is that him?" asked Pollux, pointing to a man who resembled his mother's description. He had his wand drawn and was firing hexes faster than sound. He finally succeeded in stunning the 3 Death eaters he had been fighting.

"I think so, one second, wait here. And for heavens sake stay low." Chris ran over to the man and whispered, "Moony? Is that you?" in his ear. After jumping 5 feet into the air looked at her and answered.

"What do you think Chrissy? Where are Pollux and Castor?"

"Over there. Let's go." They ran back to the twins, "Come on you two. Remus do you have a portkey?"

"Of course Chrissy. How else would we get to Headquarters?"

"Fine can we please just go, and STOP CALLING ME CHRISSY"

"Fine, don't get your knickers in a twist Chris. Let's go." Remus didn't realize it, but he had used one of Sirius' old lines. Chris' insides churned, but she put on a fake smile and grabbed on to the old shoe. "All right in three, two, one..."

Chris felt the familiar tug behind her naval and they were off. To the Order of the Phoenix Headquarters, number twelve Grimmald Place.

When they arrived Chris let out a soft scream. She was looking strait into those grey eyes that had captivated her all those years ago. There standing right in front of her stood her husband.

"OH MY GOD!" Chris screamed, "What is he doing here?"

"Now Chris calm down it's not what you think..." Remus began but was quickly cut off.

"Not what I think... Not what I think. Then WHAT is it Remus. It looks like Sirius Black is standing right in front of me. And look at that, he's not running, you'd think he would be. He's just standing there like a stunned idiot. So Remus... WHAT IS IT THEN?"

"This is Headquarters..." But he was cut off again.

"I GET THAT REMUS. WHAT I WANT TO KNOW IS WHY HE'S HERE!"

"Come on boy's lets leave them alone for awhile," whispered Remus, to Pollux and Castor. After they left Remus placed a silencing charm on the room.

"I'm here because it's my house Chris," Sirius said simply, "I didn't do what you think I did."

"THAT MUST BE IT. WELL THEN SIRIUS IF YOU DIDN'T DO IT WHO DID? Hmmmm? WHO KILLED MY BROTHER," Chris broke down, then almost pleading, "Who killed him Sirius?"

"It was Peter," Sirius replied, his voice full of anger, "It was Peter."

"Peter's dead Sirius. YOU KILLED HIM. Or don't you remember? All those years in Azkaban must have screwed your brain up." Sirius' eye's suddenly flashed.

"You, obviously, have no idea about Azkaban. The dementors make you relive the worst part of your life. Believe me Peter getting away is one of the worst, tying with seeing the house destroyed and James and Lily dead. You don't understand Chris. I'd never give them to Voldemort, but I did the next worst thing. I gave their lives to Peter. He was the spy. He handed them over. But I did kill them. It is my fault. So go on Chris. Keep on yelling. I've faced worse things then your wrath," Sirius said sharply.

"What do you mean 'Peter getting away'? He DIDN'T get away. YOU killed him Sirius."

"No I didn't. You remember how we, James, Peter, and I, became Animagus? And how Peter was a rat? I cornered him, he yelled some nonsense about how I killed them, cut off his own finger, blew up the street, and then transformed into the little rat he always was."

"But YOU were their secret-keeper. They would've told me if they switched."

"That's what Remus thought at first. I told James not to tell anyone. It was the perfect bluff. No one would think of a talentless little creature like Peter. If no one new, no one could tell anyone we'd switched. Everyone would think it was me. So even if Lord Moldy-Voldy got a hold of me I couldn't tell him." It was all falling into place. Of course it hadn't been him. He would never have done that to them.

"I'm so sorry. I-I didn't think it could be true, but all the evidence. I'm sorry," Chris finished lamely.

"As long as you believe me now, it's all right," Sirius said lovingly, "Were those the twins with you?"

"Yes."

"But they're so big"

"It'd seem that way to you but I was just happy to get them out of diapers." Sirius laughed.

"Well I'm sorry for leaving you with them for so long."

"You should be. They're always booby-trapping everything."Chris sighed.

"Can I meet them?"

"Of course, let's go then." Chris smiled. Everything was going to be normal again.