A/N – Hey here is chapter two. No Major warning except for you may think that Alias is a total witch…just spelt differently.

Disclaimer – All characters except for Alias Demos and her characteristics/powers belong to J.K. Rowling. Everything pertaining to Alias Demos, characteristics, species information, power and such as the like belong to me.

Opponents

Hermione Granger ran out to meet Harry as he made his way into the kitchen of his house. Even though he knew all the information already, from the Guard, Hermione felt the need to tell him everything. He did nothing to quiet his best friend. Ron followed her. "Hermione would you shut up!" Hermione stopped talking and glared at their best friend Ron Weasley. "Thanks man, she was starting to scare me." Harry was met with a hard smack on the chest from Hermione at his statement. He laughed and pulled Mione aside. "What is it Harry? Does Ronald's eating disgust you that much?" Harry laughed and shook his head in the negative. Ron was currently shoving his mouth with food. It was disgusting no matter who you were. "Well then what is it Harry, I'd like to eat dinner soon, before Ron finishes it all." Harry smiled a little. He could tell that Hermione and Ron were going to end up together even though neither would admit it. "I need you to help me find something out." She nodded knowing immediately she would get to read through books.

Well dinner turned out to be a no go. Ron ate it all and after hours of watching Ron eat Harry and Hermione weren't surprised that they had lost their appetites. While Ron had been shoveling food into his face Harry had shuffled through some of Sirius' stuff in what had once been his makeshift room and that now belonged to Buckbeak entirely. He had found a journal that Sirius had kept. He sat in the living room reading through it, going through random pages. At first it talked of how Lily was doing with her pregnancy. He had to skip those pages lest he shed all his unshed tears. However about a third of the way through the book he found something interesting. "July 14th

While I was at Lily and James's house today something strange happened. A rather unusual something even for living in the Wizarding Community, a cougar ran into the house. Lily wasn't happy about the mud brought into the house, she was upset enough to start crying. While James calmed her down I found the cougar in the kitchen with Remus. Remus was holding her in his arms cooing to her. It seemed like he was trying to get her to do something. Well he succeeded. She transformed from a cougar cub into a human baby. The poor little girl was mud covered and shivering in the cold. Well after wrapping her in my sweater we came back into the living room to find Lily now calmed down.

James was just about to clean up the mess the little…girl had made when Remus snapped his fingers suddenly and said the oddest thing. "Holding no shape!" Now that I think about it, the sentence makes perfect sense but earlier today it made not a single shred of sense. He then explained to us that the little girl in my arms was a Shape Changer.

It appeared she could talk because we got a mumbled "Yes" from her. I would wager she is about a year old. She already has very distinct features. All of us knew who her parents were at once. Mr. and Mrs. Demos.

She has a full head of smoky brown hair and she has the most haunting cat-like eyes I think I've ever seen. When I asked her if she had a name she said very clearly, and this surprised me that a child her age could speak so maturely, "Alias Demos." So now I've adopted little Alias, calling her Sass for short. She seems to be taking to this place well despite that dark feeling of it. I'm going to take her over to Lily and James place again tomorrow since I know basically nothing about babies, let alone ones that aren't human."

That was where it ended. Harry was shocked, so she had been real. Real enough for his godfather to have written about her in his journal. He called for Mione. She came rushing in, a stack of books in her arms. He handed her the journal. She read it through quite quickly until she came to the two words that had meant nothing to him. "Shape Changer? It can't be. They're just a myth." Harry was in his own little world, but hearing the Hogwarts-know-it-all not having an answer brought him right out of his reverie. "Well I have my Care of Magical Creatures book here, would they be in there?" She nodded and took it from his grasp. She flicked through the pages until she got the last 4 pages. She sat next to him on the couch and started reading aloud so he wouldn't have to strain to see over her shoulder.

"Shape Changers, though just a myth, have been given their own category in the list of dangerous creatures as there have been sightings and reports of them. 8 'X's give the Shape Changer the most dangerous category. A ruthless killer/Impervious to most spells/Cannibal. No less than 100 wizards have ever been able to even harm one slightly. Changers as they are loosely called aren't human. In genes House Elves are closer to humans than Changers are. Changers have the ability to transform from the form of a human to a specified animal. It is said that this second form is chosen at birth. No one has been able to prove this true or false. Gender, Ethnicity these characteristics don't seem to affect Changers. Born of two half-bloods, Changers can live for up to 8000 years it is assumed from bones found.

"They do not seem to have a specified climate that they prefer. They seem happy in any climate. No one has ever been able to study to characteristics of a Changer close up. Changers seem to have their own brand of magic, but it is rumored that they can use a wand as well as any trained wizard. When changing forms, the height of the Changer in human form stays with it through changes. If a changer is for example 5ft tall when it changes, whatever animal it changes into will be that tall as well. One definite known fact is that if someone ingests the blood of a changer they will feel invincible. If their blood is put into a potion, mixed right and using the right recipe then it gives the user unlimited and astounding magical powers. Such is the case of the Dark Lord himself." Hermione stopped; the rest was more about the Dark Lord and the animals that Changers could take on. "Bloody Hell…" Hermione looked up sharply; Harry never spoke like that usually he would just say something…else. She didn't get to say anything, Harry was up faster than she could have even fathomed possible.

She looked where he was looking and squeaked. She hadn't heard the crack of someone apparating into the room, and this entire house was supposed to be kept secret so that no deatheaters could find it. Yet someone, who looked a lot like a deatheater in their black cloak, was standing in the living room. No one else was in the house. The Weasley's had left to go shopping and all the adults were doing whatever it was that they did. "H-Harry!" She whispered. He paid her no mind as he walked towards the person. Turning them around he was met with haunting cat-like eyes. They were amber. "Alias? Or should I say Sass." He actually smirked. Harry Potter, Gryffindor Extraordinaire, actually smirked. He was met with a cold chuckle. "Found Dad's journal didn't you?" He nodded a little at her. "How the bloody hell did you get in here and why are you talking to Harry like you've met before?" Hermione half yelled, trying to make her presence know too the talking pair.

Harry then noticed how close he was standing to Alias. He turned slightly pink and took a step back. That was odd, he though to himself while walking to stand next to Mione. "Mione, this is Alias Demos. The girl from Sirius' journal. He adopted her after Voldemort killed her parents." Alias' eyes flashed a little, but didn't seem to be that scary really. "Yes Lord Voldie-Pants wanted my blood, like it says in the book you two were reading when I popped in for a visit." Both Harry and Hermione adopted very confused faces at her reference to Voldemort as "Lord Voldie-Pants". That one was going to stick in their minds for a while. Hermione cleared her throat breaking the silence. "Well Ms Demos, I'm Hermione Granger." Alias shook the hand that was offered to her. "Please don't call me Ms Demos. Every time someone says that I look for some spinster with cats. Although in my situation that could be…never mind. Anyway just call me Alias."

It was at that moment that the Weasley's decided it was time to come back. It could easily be put that it didn't go too well. For some odd reason the Weasley's had a dog with them. It actually turned out to be Fang. Well Fang barked at Alias, Alias hissed to everyone's confusion and moved behind the couch to protect herself, Ron choked on those muggle Mr. Noodle things and threw the sauce he was about to put on the raw noodles into the air at her hiss. Hermione tripped, making her squeak a bit, the sauce package broke open, showering Hermione in a very tasty beef sauce while the rest hit Alias in the nose. "I'm covered in-"Hermione broke off her words and burst into tears laughing.

Everyone turned to see what she was laughing at. Alias was crying her eyes out and rubbing at her nose like something had gone up her nose and that it was unpleasant. Everyone knew what it was right away. They all started laughing. "Ah! Nose up my sauce god damnit!" Fang even seemed to be laughing with his little coughing sounds. She sneezed, much in the way a cat would, and cleared her throat. "If you are all quite finished!" She sounded like McGonagall. They looked over at her, slightly shocked. "Thank you. I came to talk to Harry about something very important. Harry I think you'll know where to meet me." With that she vanished in a very small whorl wind that no one could feel but they could all see.

"If you'll all excuse-"He was cut off by Ron. "Harry who the bloody hell was she and what was she talking about?" Harry sighed, getting the sense that he would have to explain this all before he could go and talk to Alias. "Okay Alias Demos, that is her name, was adopted by Sirius after her parents died thanks to Lord Voldie-Pants to quote someone," It sounded like he coughed the word 'Alias' but no one was sure. "Anyway she is a shape changer and Hermione will fill you in on all of that if you'll excuse me now." Harry left but faintly heard Ron call after him that she was pretty. He shook his head as he made his way up the stairs to the fourth floor where Sirius' old room was.

He opened the door to see Alias stretched out on the bed, her legs hanging off the end of the bed thanks to her height. He himself would have his legs hanging off the bed as well if he was to lay down. "You wanted to talk?" She nodded and sat up. Crossing her legs in the process he couldn't help but notice how gracefully she moved. He realized he was staring. "Harry why are you turning red?" He coughed and shook his head, his face returning to normal. "Just noticing how much you move like a cat. All graceful like I mean." She shrugged, deciding to keep that part a secret, for now.

"I wanted to talk to you about the promises I made to Dumbledore and Sirius." Harry was interested now. He sat down in a chair that wasn't covered in rat bones. "After Voldie-Pants came back in your fourth year Sirius made me take the unbreakable vow that should anything happen to him that I would protect you. Dumbledore later in the year made me promise the exact same thing."

Flashback

"Alias, I'm trusting you to protect Harry if I should die before I finish counting my sock collection. Will you take the unbreakable vow for me?" Alias nodded weakly, the 15 year old was just learning her abilities and Dumbledore was trusting her to protect Harry Potter? Also to mention the guy that she had a huge crush on since his third year. "Yes Grandfather." And so the Unbreakable Vow was preformed upon Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore and Alias Zeniien Demos.

Leaving the Headmaster's office under an invisibility cloak Alias finally wondered what she had just gotten herself into by making an unbreakable vow. Sure Sirius had made her make the same promise only hours before, but this was different. Dumbledore knew something was going to happen. And he knew it was going to be big.

End Flashback

Alias finished explaining her promises to Harry. He just sat there, drinking it all in. "But why didn't Sirius ever tell me about you?" It was Alias' turn to go red in the face. She coughed slightly. "Because I asked him not too." He didn't know to leave it at that. He was impulsive in that moment and decided to push it. "Why?" Her head shot up from the position it had been in and her eyes flashed dangerously and he suddenly realized what he had just gotten himself into. But he couldn't go back now, it just wasn't in his nature to decline a challenge, and she had just presented one. "That is none of your business Harry James Potter!" Yep she did it, she middle named him. He looked livid; no one had ever middle named him before. "Well Alias…." He faltered, and realized he had no clue what the hell her middle name was. "Zeniien." She said it simply; she apparently wanted their fight to continue for some unknown reason of her own. "Thank you. Alias Zeniien Demos how dare you middle name me! I have every right to ask since he was my godfather!" She took a step towards him, her face contorted in rage, and yet she still looked calm. "He was my father!" Harry glared and took a step towards her. "Your 'adoptive' father! Not your real father." Another step by Alias before yelling again. "And just because he was only my adoptive father gives you the right to ask about personal things that I said to him?" Okay she was pissed. "Yes I think I do, he was my godfather and like a father to me!" He had stepped closer. They were inches apart from each other. Neither seemed to notice the distance between them had decreased. Alias took the final step until their noses touched. "I have every right to say that you have no-"Her words were cut off by one thing. A pair of lips. Harry's. He had leaned in and kissed her softly. He was about to pull away from her, since he had gotten no response, until he felt her fingers in his hair. All thoughts of leaving her lips left him.

He leaned in farther. He actually didn't have that far to lean. He was 6' 3" at his full height. She was roughly 6 foot, 6'1" feet tall. His hand somehow found their way to her waist. His tongue flicked against her bottom lip. She opened her mouth to him but pulled away abruptly as did he when they heard the yells of Fred and George. "Oi! I think they're killing each other! I can't hear anything they're either both dead or snogging!" Alias walked out of the door, smacked them both and walked away. Harry was left wondering if that had really just happened.