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"Sarah?"
"Yeah, Moony?" the woman asked through tears as she pushed herself up in her four poster bed.
"You Okay?" one of her best friends, he knew more about her than she did most of the time and yet he was so oblivious at this moment.
"Fine as frogs hair split three ways. Remus?"
"Anything dear." He wasn't just one of the sweetest people she knew he was also the long time lover of her sister. He had been there from the first year at Hogwarts and even as he stood awkwardly in her door way of her bedroom in the Black's house he remembered to be polite.
"Can we talk?" she asked. For the first time in years she felt small in Remus' presence.
"Yeah. Molly wants us down for dinner though."
"I know. What happened? The other day. When Sirius..." she drew in a shuddering breath. Remus moved into the room and sat down on the bed with Sarah pulling her up into his arms.
"He was dueling and was stunned. After that he fell backward threw the veil." he summarized. Sarah bit back the tears that were trying to escape. "I'm so sorry. Sarah, I couldn't do anything."
"I know Re. If you could have done something you would have." There was a knock on the door and they both looked up. There stood Albus Dumbledore, a small smile on his face despite the sad look in his eyes.
"Yes, sir?" Remus answered the man.
"I need to speak with Ms. Black if its okay."
"Yes, its fine. What is it you need Albus?" Sarah asked.
"You know about the situation with Harry am I correct?" Sarah nodded pulling out of Remus' arms. "Well, I would like it if you would speak with him. You don't have to offer him a place to stay he has to go live with the Dursely's this summer. Though I fear that will no longer be enough." The tears in Sarah's eyes burned as they spilled out down her cheeks.
"What would you like me to say? Don't trust anyone? Hang on to your friends?" Sarah asked protesting the idea of talking to Harry.
"Who ever gave you that idea?" Albus asked.
"YOU DID."
"I'm sorry if I ever did something to make you believe that. Will you talk with Harry?"
"Sure. I'll talk with him but I won't guarantee you'll like the out come." Sarah said standing up and storming out of the room in search of the family house elf. She ran into him in the back most hall way.
"Do you need anything mistress?"
"Yes, Kreacher. If anyone comes to call on me I'll be back in a few hours.
"May Kreacher ask where your going?"
"I'm going to meet with Malfoy."
"Should Kreacher tell him you are coming?"
"He knows. If he don't he'll find out soon enough." she said before disappearing with a pop.
Seconds later she appeared in the Malfoy mansion. She quickly got her bearings and headed toward the parlor. It was around 6 so Lucius should be there taking his evening brandy. She passed several house elves who called for her to stop. She waved off the protest of several portraits. Only stopping to speak with a great great great grandfather of hers. Though the thought was sickening she was a member of the Malfoy's family. Though she was a distant strain that had long since been burnt off of the Black family tree. She reached the parlor and wrenched open the door ignoring the burn she got on her hand for doing so.
"Malfoy! Don't act so shocked you knew that if anything were to happen to Sirius I'd be here." She said as Lucius nearly choked on his brandy.
"Yes, I was aware you would be here my dear girl but I thought you would use more lady like manners to get in."
"I've not used lady like manners when you are involved in many years. Now you promised if he were to get hurt I would get the servants." She said not wasting time getting straight down to the purpose.
"Yes. Yes. You may have the rat. He is of no special use to us. But the other you won't get without payment."
"PAYMENT! I think I've paid more than anyone should ever need to. I've lost my husband, my sister lives in constant hiding, my parents were murdered, James and Lilly Potter were murdered. Anyone I've ever cared for has met nothing but ill fortune. If that isn't enough payment then nothing ever will be."
"Have you learned nothing you silly wench? The Dark Lord does not take pity on the ones who have been hurt. Especially at his own hand."
"You are sickening. What might this payment be?" she asked in a poisonus tone.
"Your sister. Where is she hiding?"
"I would rather give up my life than her place of hiding."
"That can be arranged." Malfoy said drawing his wand. Before he could say anything his wand was ripped out of his hand and flying off in the opposite direction. Sarah's wand pointed at his heart.
"Where are the servants?" she demanded making sure to pin Malfoy against the wall.
"You wouldn't dare."
"I don't think you are in the position to dare me. Now where are the servants?" she demanded again.
"They are on the way. You may have them both. However I assure you, one thing."
"What is that?"
"You will suffer another loss before your pathetic order has time to carry out their plan." at that two cages appeared and Lucius disappeared with a pop. Sarah checked both cages before apearating back to her room. She sat the cages in her closet taking precautions and putting charms on them to keep both animals from escaping
She then dug a mirror out of her hand bag. A message was scrolling across the glass where normally someone's face would be.
"There is 1 message: Sirius...Sirius Black
The connection was disabled. Would you like to repair the damage?" that voice in the message was familiar. Slightly younger but that was defiantly James's voice. But it couldn't be.
"Yes. Repair damage." she told the mirror. She remembered buying these. There were several sets that were used this was the most important and main set. She and Remus had spent several hours putting the correct spells and charms on them. Making sure they could always be fixed. She smiled at the thought. Sirius had been so proud of her when she handed him this mirror and told him all of the special features. His favorite was she had managed to set a link directly from this mirror into her own personal mirror which she had kept. Tears slid freely down her cheeks, unable to stop them as she thought of that the first time Sirius had kissed her openly. She could still feel his lips on hers.
"Damage repaired" scrolled across the glass now. Sarah tapped it with her wand causing it to go blank and set it in her bag. She collapsed onto her bed unwilling to join the others eating dinner in the basement.

Harry sat in his bedroom at privet drive staring at the ceiling. There was no point in getting up. No point in still living. It was his fault. Sirius would still be here had he listened to what everyone had told him. Molly had sent him a letter but he had left it lay where Hedwig dropped it. He ran his hands through his hair. Harry pushed himself up out of his pillows something was going on in his trunk. He opened it and dug through it throwing the contents all over the room. There at the bottom was the shattered mirror. In one piece. The glass was no longer broken. He picked it up and on the other side was a woman crying. Her hair was very dark almost a black but it had red and gold streaks in it. She was beautiful, obviously far older than himself maybe around the age of his mother. The mirror suddenly went blank. The woman hadn't said anything, she didn't even look familiar but he knew he had to have known her. The room around her was familiar too. Where had he seen it before he racked his brain. His eyes burned not used to being open so long. Now that he was fully awake he realized he had not eaten in a few days. He sat the mirror down on his bed side stand and crept down the stairs toward the kitchen. The Dursely's weren't home but he had been told to stay in his room. Not that whatever they said meant anything. He didn't care what they did anymore. He didn't care what happened to him. Sirius was gone, he wasn't allowed to play quidditch, the Weaselys wouldn't be able to invite him over not with Dumbledore missing, Hermione hadn't said much of anything to him. It was all over for him. He felt like he was awaiting his own execution. It seemed cruel for him to breath when Sirius wasn't able to. He was almost in the kitchen when he heard someone talking in his bedroom. He drew his wand from his back pocket and went back toward his room. Slowly and quietly being careful to miss the squeaky boards. He slid open his door and looked around there was no one there. He looked toward the mirror it was talking.
"Harry James, are you there? Oh dung beetles. Why on earth would he leave such a thing lying about. HARRY!" it was the woman. She was back. She knew his name. He wasn't sure why this would surprise him many people he didn't know knew his name. He picked up the mirror and looked in it.
"Who are you?" he asked with caution.
"Me? My dear boy. Names are but label and can be easily changed or altered. But most people call me Sarah." the woman replied her eyes were red and puffy but still she had a sort of look to her that made you want to drop everything to comfort her.
"How do you know my name?"
"How do I know your name? What kind of question is that? How do I know your name? Honestly boy. Everyone knows you. But I know you much more personally than you think. Have you ever heard of the Maunders?" she asked seemingly shocked.
"Yes, of course. Padfoot, Prongs, Moony, and Wormtail. Why do they matter to you?"
"Oh you've seen the map. Goodness those boys never did like me not putting my name on it said it would be useful later in life. Oh well. I am another member of that group. I am Longears to them."
"You knew my father? You knew Sirius?" Harry asked trying to put everything together.
"Is anyone home right now?"
"No, why do you ask?"
"Wrong answer. You don't know me from atom and yet you gave me such sensitive information. I could have a whole fleet of Death Eaters coming to kill you right now. I need to speak with you and this mirror is pathetic. It worked for detention but this whole mess is nonsense." The mirror went blank and Harry heard a pop behind him. He turned around and there stood the woman.
"Close your mouth boy. Albus wanted me to speak with you. Goodness your room is a mess. I would have thought you'd have more of your mother in you. Well come on sit." She said sitting down on his bed she crossed her legs and stared at Harry for a moment. But it was a kind stare. Not one searching for the scar, or comparing the similarities of him and his parents. She gave a small smile. "You've grown so much. Last time I saw you was...oh you were about 6 months old. I stopped to tell your father I was leaving town for awhile on order business." she rubbed her eyes. "That was the last time I saw him alive."
"You knew Sirius and my father?" Harry asked again.
"Knew them? I knew everything there was to know about them. I knew there favorite colors, outfits, jokes, how they walked, all of their crushes. There was little I didn't know about them. I nearly married your god father. But then things got a little hairy and he was sent to Azkaban when he got out we got together and I stayed with him and Buckbeak keeping them on the run and covering their tracks. Why does it matter now though? They're both gone. All I've got to show for it is the servants."
"Servants?"
"Oh yes. The servants. I wouldn't expect you to know. It was part of a deal with Malfoy." Harry stepped back.
"You made deals with Malfoy?" he asked appalled.
"Many deals. Kept my head above water most of the time. Not much you can do when he knows you well enough to predict your next move."
"What kind of deals?"
"Well, one of the best; kept the death eaters from attacking you until you were in Hogwarts."
"Why would you do that?"
"Harry, your father was one of my best friends. I promised him I would look out for you if something happened to him. Harry, I'm your god mother."

Nearly a hour later Harry sat in the kitchen. Sarah was cooking and telling him stories about his parents and their friends.
"No. No. No. Your father wasn't always a jerk. Here take this." she said handing him a chocolate covered thingy. "Jamie, was a wonderful person. You just shouldn't get on his wrong side. He and Sirius told Remus and I to meet them in Hogsmead once. They didn't show up and the two of us ended up down there all day with no way back. You see at that time we were watched a lot better than you are now. The whole town would be shut down one Saturday a month and only students and their families could get in, and no one out with out an adult." She smiled licking the chocolate goop she hadn't told him what was off her fingers.
"What did you two do?" he asked. He had quickly learned that the group was always pulling pranks on each other and always had to get their revenge.
"OH. That was fun we gave them pig hooves and make-up jobs making them look like they should be on a street corner. They were sent to the nurse. She performed the counter curse but it didn't work instead every time she used her wand for the next week or so it would scream out profanities."
Harry laughed. It felt good. Hearing about his parents and Sirius when they were young. After two bowls of the strange chocolate, a whole chicken, and a strange pot of what he thought to be vegetables, and an uncountable number of stories from both of them Sarah stood up. Flicked her wand at the mess in the kitchen and it began cleaning itself.
"I'm sorry Harry but if I don't get back soon Kreacher and Re will start to worry. Not to mention Molly will have the whole order out for me." she said with a yawn. It was nearly 10 and the Durselys still hadn't showed up. Sarah had explained that they might be held up by traffic.
"Will...Will you visit me again?" Harry asked slowly. He was hesitant to get attached to another person fearing they too may die. However from what she had told him she didn't fear death, or the death eaters.
"Harry, if you would like me to come back I'll come. In fact your mirror. Just talk into it. If I don't answer I'll get a message next time I look into the mirror. If it says something about damage being done just tell it to repair damage." she held out her hand. Harry grasp it and shook it.
"It was nice meeting you, Sarah."
"If you ever need anything. Just use the mirror. If I don't hear from you with in three days I'll come to make sure you are okay. Harry, these are dangerous times. I'm not going to shelter you from this as others would like me. But I will do my best to protect you from what's coming. Harry, take care of your self and tell me if you have anymore of your encounters with Voldy. No matter if they are dreams or not." Sarah released his hand and with a small pop was gone. Harry was once again alone in the house. But he would sleep well tonight. For the first time in the past few weeks. Harry would sleep with happy thoughts and not the replay of Sirius' last few moments.