Disclaimer:Must I say I don't own any of this. The only characters in this story I own are Rose Raven, and a few back ground people. Sarah and Eve Winters belong to a dear friend of mine along with there pasts. Harry Potter and all related charaters belong to JKR. and Gandalf and Snik belong to JRR Tolikein, and I've got not idea who the X-men characters belong to but sure ain't me.

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Bad Moods

"What if it don't go that way? Remus your asking me to just sit here while the last bit of Jamie we have plays hero all over again." Sarah kept her voice down. Her and Remus had gone over the game plan for this year several times now. Moody had filled them both in last night before he left.

"I know what I'm asking. Sarah you've sat by every year up untill now. What's changed?" Remus asked. Though emotion sounded deep in his voice it was well masked by the calm well meaning look on his face. Sarah ground her teeth trying to come up with a better excuse than not knowing.

"Remus, then I thought of Harry as some other promise I was forced to keep. I had no face for the name. No voice for the words. All I had of him were pictures, memories, and second hand stories." she let her head fall against the wall behind her. She had started pacing sometime ago while Remus sat on the couch in his home. Her hands shook as she tried for all she was worth to keep from crying.

"It was your choice. We told you. You were allowed to see him."

"OH YES! That would of been wonderful. Little eleven year old boy, lost in a new world where all logic he's known is dismissed and he's a huge star. What the bloody hell was I to say. Oh Harry dear, I'm your god-mother. I would of taken you in but Dumbledore refused to let me and I have to leave now because my sister is a mutant, my best friend a werewolf, my husbands in jail, and General Dumbledore wants me to go to Romaina to check in on the dark lord. You know the man who killed your parents and tried to kill you." the whole time her voice rose. But Remus sat and watched her. Never moving. He stood slowly and apporched her like a wounded wild beast. He took her up in his arms.

"We are powerless if we fight as several. We must go as one and go with the current. Only then will Harry succeed." he soothed. His fingers tangled in her hair as he brushed the red and gold locks from her face. She hid her face in his shoulder.

"He's just a kid. He's too young to deal with all this. I'd give all I have to trade places and protect him from this." she confided in him. He rubbed her back rocking back and forth trying to calm her.

"That's why you're his god-mother. If Lilly didn't trust you with her son's life you wouldn't of been included in it."

"I should of said our compartment was full." she laughed suddenly. Remus laughed at this.

"Sometimes I agree with that thought. But had you. I would never have gotten to meet and fall in love with two such wonderful women as you and your sister." he kissed her forehead. She pulled away shocked. He had done this several times before. But it was like being slapped any more. It wasn't to tease Sirius. No it would never be that. Now it was because he meant it. She recomposed herself.

"Thanks for letting me blow off steam on you. Uhh Remus, take care of Eve for me." she said as she began toward the door.

"No." stopping dead in her tracks she looked at him.

"Why not?"

"Because you will be here to do it yourself."

"Just do it Moony. I can't. Not much longer. You'll have her to yourself. Once this is all over." Sarah left him standing in the middle of his house. She walked out and crossed his lawn her robes billowing out behind her. Plain black robes several sizes to big. They were Sirius's and still reeked of his colone. It was a horrid smell and they had thrown the bottle out after he had used it once. The smell reminded her of him now. So she kept the robes and was always searching for the colone. She walked the two miles to her own home. She had to much on her mind to drive. It was getting late anyway she hated driving in the dark. As her house came into view so did two figures. She reconized them at once.

The hats song was different and full of doom and hope forming at the end of unforseen tunnles. Harder to follow than earlier years but still it symbolized the beginging of the sorting. The sorting was by far to long. Harry's mind was elsewhere and he just wanted to get through this so he could go read the diary. He felt a small pang of guilt for reading it but still curiostiy over whelmed him. Mc Gongal's speech was short and to the point only stressing the normal rules about the forbidden forest. The new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher still was not found and the class would be cancled untill one was found. The postion was obviously cursed. Dinner was full of the same dull chatter that had been on the train. The only change was now the absents of the teacher was known and team captain was yet to be released. The entire school seemed to be behind this year. Hermione led the first year Griffindor's through the castle to the Fat Lady with Ron and Harry. She explained the purpose for the password then presented it to the Fat Lady. As the portrait swung open revealing the hole the first years oowed and ahhed. The common room was practially empty except for a few older students who had taken advantage of not seeing a prefect around and were snogging in various corners. Hermione quickly delt with this and scolded them soundly. Telling Lavendar and Seamus they should be ashamed of such a display. They both agreed but seemed to just be doing so to get rid of her. Hermione went to her dorm and Harry and Ron to theirs. Ron fell in his bed with a sigh.

"Good to be back. Aye mate?"

"Yeah whatever." Harry mumbled trying to find the diary among his things.

"You okay? I know..." Ron was cut off by Dean bounding in the room.

"Hi guys. Have a good summer?" Harry moaned. More pointless chatter. He ignored them dropping onto his bed to read. This was by far the most inresting book he'd ever read. Some where close to one in the morning he drifted to sleep.

The following morning was full of the same pointless, hollow, clucking. The new head mistress passed out the class sechdules. When she came to Harry she lowered her head and gave him a weak smile. For Harry this was to much but he nodded excepting the pity. As she walked further down the table. Hermione looked over the parchament intently. Then took Ron and Harry's trying to organize a period for them all not to be busy in her mind.

"Well, this year is a bit more difficult to plan. Our Defense lessons will be added and the quiditch practices and games too once the team has regrouped. But potions is first up today with the Slytherins as always." she said stuffing hers in her bag and returning Harry's and Ron's. After breakfast they headed for the dungoens.