Author's note: Please be aware that I own ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, everything, except my character ocs' I place here, belongs to the wonderful Lady J.K. Rowling. This is a Sirius Black/OC Fanfiction.

Welcome back readers! I hope you enjoy this one as much as you have the first Story that began this journey! :)

Thank you all again and I can't wait to hear what you're feedback and other's regarding the second book if this story caught your attention. But I will say the second book is still under construction. So, up to a certain chapter I think chapter 30, has been touched up and fixed, like a lot of red and blue inks were put onto paper from the printed format I did to have a more effective outcome. So, after chapter 30 there will be errors still three unfortunately that I have not had the time to fix yet.

9/30/2019

ENJOY Chapter 6!

Chapter 6

Classes were going well this year, so far, Madam Hooch had Emma helping her with the Broom class. It had been interesting, poor Neville got hurt, then Seamus.

Emma hated the idea of leaving them by themselves, "If Madam Hooch or myself find any one of your Brooms off the ground you'll be out of Hogwarts before any of you can utter the Word Quidditch." She had specifically looked at a few students as she made the comment because a few of them she knew. Harry was his father's son, and she had a feeling that the moment she left something was going to happen she knew she was not going to like. And that situation came in the form of none other, Draco Malfoy.

"He did what!"

"Emma, please, calm yourself, he's not in trouble, in fact I sent him with Oliver Wood." Minerva said calmly finishing her paperwork.

Draco had caused not only a scene, but had caused a big problem, they just got their brooms that day, those two were madder than the blasted mad hatter if they thought they were going to get away from just being put on the Quidditch team and a tiny smack on the wrist. For that, Emma would make sure of.

Seeing a glance of the woman's irritated look of pure determination, Minerva sighed as she continued writing her notes and grading assignments, "Emma, don't think about-" but Minerva found her office empty. Blinking from astonishment, Minerva looked around for the woman, she had in fact simply walked out, "Emma! Oh, just wonderful..." Minerva huffed and began her search for the infuriated Aunt. Unfortunately, Minerva wouldn't be so lucky in finding her this time.

Emma was not in Hogwarts.

"Mellena, I need your assistance with something."

"Yes, my darling best friend, how may I help you?"

"Drink this, put my dress on while I change... Harry and Draco are receiving a dentition and Draco is also getting a good scolding from his darling Auntie Mira." Emma explained.

Mellena was taken for a spin of confusion, "Wow, wait, wh-what?"

Emma then proceeded to explain what had happened, "They got away with a smack on the wrist and a place on the Gryffindor Quidditch team as Seeker, they aren't getting off that easily."

"O-oh... um, alright, one moment... here, I believe I still have the dress you let me borrow for dinner a few weeks ago, ah, yes, here it is." The dress was a dark green falling just below her knees with a bit of a train on the back with a black overcoat to go with it, buttoning just below her chest and down to her waist, it hugged the wearer nicely. Mellena smiled and handed Emma her three-inch, black knee-high boots to match it perfectly.

"Thank you," and the two proceed in changing, Emma had written herself a message from 'Professor Fox' and signed it, "Emma, are you sure this is alright to be doing this?"

"Narcissa has Mira as Draco's Godmother and legal Aunt and Guardian. I can't scold him as Emma, no matter how much I wish I could, blood they may not be, but they are technically family. Trust me, Sissy loves her son without a doubt, obviously, but if she hears I've scolded him, Emma or Mira, she knows it's for a reason. It's not going to destroy the poor boy. I'm just giving the two a dentition because they did exactly what they were not to do, and Draco was the one that lit the situation there for a detention should make them even, and teach them a lesson... Hopefully." Emma continued to explain.

Mellena couldn't help but laugh, "Rose Evans, Harry is James's son and Draco is Lucius's, a detention is not going settle this. If anything, it'll make it worse, but I agree with you, they did exactly what they were not supposed to, so they'll get their detention. But they serve it with me, that house still isn't done, all that needs finished is the paint, so I'll use the detention as a bit of a personal thing, the kids are still with Molly, so I don't have them to help me and Severus is so exhausted. Don't ask me why because I really have no idea but I'm getting worried, he doesn't come home like he usually does and now he's keeping secrets, again." Mellena explained, she was definitely worried for her husband. She loved him, but he worried her all the time. His past she feared the most. But Emma had a feeling she knew exactly why he was acting strange, but she'd explained it to her later. "Alright, come on."

And they were off, sadly, they had found the two bickering at one another again, "Mr. Potter! Mr. Malfoy! That. Is. Enough." Mellena said sternly, she's always loved the idea of playing Emma's role, but this was different, she'd never actually taken Emma's place entirely, but as a mother she felt a bit bad she had the two shaking in their coats a little as she glared, 'This is going to be harder than I thought,' her kids had softened her a bit. Though, she felt worse for Draco when his grin faltered and paled slightly when he realized his loving Aunt Mira looked anything but happy, "Au-aunt Mira? What are you doing here?"

"I was sent an owl, stating you and Mr. Potter engaged in a flying fight AND that you started it by taking a student's belongings he'd dropped after being injured... Is this true, Draco."

'That's not a question, why does she always do that! Why didn't they just send it to my mum and dad! Why her?! I'm dead!' Draco gulped as he thought his thoughts, there was no point in lying to her, she always knew when he was lying. "Y-yes, Aunt Mira."

Mellena took a breath, "Mr. Malfoy, for not only starting a fight, but also disobeying my warning, you are getting a detention and you're serving it with Professor Blue, Mr. Potter, as brave as your actions were you too disobeyed my warning to not fly while without the supervision of one of the Professors of the class. You will both be serving the detention together. Five points are being removed from both houses for your actions. Detention start Saturday morning."

Draco's jaw dropped and stared at Professor Fox in shock then to his Aunt, "What! This is ridiculous! Aunt Mira?"

"No, Draco and don't think your mother won't hear of this Mr."

"But-" he was stopped upon 'Mira' put her hand up in front of him, a sign he knew it was time to stop talking, and he did.

"No but's, Draco. Now, I expect to hear that you served your detention and you've caused no more trouble. Same to you Mr. Potter, as brave and honorable as your actions were against my nephew, which mind you he deserved, I'm sorry you too must suffer for this, I'll be looking forward to hearing both of your first years were a success. Good Day. Oh, and Draco, your mother sent some sweets with me to give to you, there already in your common room waiting for you." She said with a soft look, he was upset, understandably so. But Emma was going to teach him it is better to be a good sport when rejected of something instead of a bully.

Emma and Mellena watched the two sighed and bowed their heads in defeat, "Oh and Mr. Potter, congratulations on making the team," she smiled to both boys. Draco was stunned, his Aunt went from scolding them, him, then congratulating Potter! "Draco," He was even more shocked when his Aunt was suddenly in front of him and kissed his forehead, "You know I love you Draco. You're my nephew and Godson, I only scold you so you can learn from a mistake and not do it again, to grow to be a better person." Her loving words instantly subsided his anger.

Draco smiled at her, "Love you too Aunt Mira."

"Good day boys,"

"Professor Blue will be informed of the detentions, Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy." and with that both 'Mira' and 'Professor Fox' walked off together and began conversing.

"She's your aunt?" Harry asked a bit bewildered.

"Yep, that's my Aunt... She was actually in Gryffindor herself... But don't let the complement go to your head Potter." Draco had no idea why he'd let that bit of information slip, but he slightly grinned when he saw how shocked Harry was when he'd said it.

Saturday-Detention

The boys had helped Mellena paint the house walls that Saturday and had shockingly enjoyed themselves, "If that's every detention I don't think I'll mind it, that was kind of fun. Professor Blue is a nice teacher, I don't see why Professor Fox said we'd have our detention with a fun teacher." Draco laughed, he and Harry had not had an argument, yet. Though they may not have been friends but the extreme tension between the two had dissolved by a lot, unfortunately they both knew it wasn't going to last for long.

Harry enjoyed not having an enemy just for a while longer and agreed with Draco, "Right...Hey, Draco, did you see the picture of her kids? They looked almost like her-"

"Except her daughter likely has her father's dark hair, the boy, now that's a bit different. daughter gets the dark hair of the father son gets the blondish hair of their mother." Draco said finishing Harry's sentence before either of them had realized it. Yet, both shrugged it off as if it were nothing.

"You know this little peace we have going won't last for long when we get back to school, Potter?" Draco softly snapped. Even though he too had liked the peace between them, Draco couldn't let himself get soft, least of all be caught off guard.

Taking a calm sigh, Harry nodded. "I know, but for now I'm just enjoying the time of not having any enemies." Harry said with a smile, and Draco had silently agreed.

He had in fact really wanted a friend in Harry Potter. Draco had heard rumors of a cousin on his mother's side years ago that had been able to get away from a poisonous family, even though his family, mother and father, were not poisonous to him, Draco still feared the worst was on its way and it was heading right for his family, the Malfoy's. Draco remembered hearing that this cousin had found refuge in a certain Potter family member, who happened to be in the same house as Harry. Gryffindor. Just like Draco's Aunt Mira. Yet, in the end he'd betrayed that friendship and helped the Dark Lord murder the Potters. Draco's family had assisted in taking away a child's parents, his mother most of all. He'd even heard rumors that Harry's Aunt was murdered also, killed trying to put herself between Harry, his mother and the Dark Lord and had been killed in the process. A different rumor was that she had survived and refused Harry's guardianship, that Harry had been sent off somewhere she couldn't get to him only to have slowly gone mad. Draco couldn't help but feel like he'd been a part of the family's destruction. "I know it may not matter now that this has been years ago and over with, but I'm sorry about your parents and Aunt. I don't know what I'd do if I'd lost mine that way." Draco had been fully sincere about his condolences, but he was confused when Harry stopped in his steps on their way past Hagrid's.

Harry was about to thank the Malfoy boy for his condolences but had stopped in full confusion when he'd caught the part about an Aunt, "What are you talking about? I only have one Aunt and that's the women who I dread going back to when school is done." Harry admitted.

Draco was stunned, Harry didn't know about Emma Evans? The famous Marauder's Fox?

"Harry, I hate to tell you, but you have two aunts. My Mum and Aunt knew her while they were here at Hogwarts. I've over heard rumors of her and the night your parents were killed." He couldn't believe he was telling Harry this, if anyone should have been telling Potter, it should have been his friends, then again, he was the one that brought it up, meaning it was now his responsibility, causing Draco to nearly growl with annoyance when Harry continued looking at him like he had five heads.

"Oh, for Merlin's sake, follow me, Potter!" with it all said and set, Draco walked Harry to the trophy room through hidden passageways only Slytherin's had access to and showed him a different set of Quidditch team member gold name plates Hermione had shown him previously, only those name plates were Gryffindor's finest that had ever played in Quidditch. Emma may have been on the team and tried her best, but she hadn't really won many games like James had. Therefore, Emma was not in the display shelf up stares for everyone to see like his father was.

"See, right there, your father was Chaser, your Aunt, Emma Evans, was Seeker. Your mum's name was Lily, right? Lily Evans? Well, she had a little sister named Emma Evans..." Draco explained.

"How-how do you know this, Malfoy?" Harry asked, his tone was soft and in utter disbelief. He had a second Aunt? One that was most likely dead, likely killed trying to save him and his mum.

"I hear a lot at home, my mum and Aunt knew them, mostly your parents. Aunt Mira went to school with them but was, according to her, rather close with your Aunt, adored her from what I could overhear. She's said countlessly that she was very close with Emma. I put two and two together and found the rest out myself. Emma Evans is Lily's little sister. I might be a kid, but I'm not stupid." Draco laughed a bit arrogantly at the end, indeed, Draco Malfoy, was anything but stupid. He had ears and eyes, like any child, and he loved using them because then he was able to get almost any kind of information he wanted to hear.

"How is it no one else knows about this?" Harry asked suddenly as he studied the gold name plates, his eyes glided over his dads, Emma's then that of a name, Sirius Black. His curiosity had again gotten the better of him and pointed to the name, "Who's that?"

"No one special. A distant relative of my mum's." And Draco left it at that, Harry could tell that by his reaction he was embarrassed by the owner of the name, leading Harry to believe that something must have happened to this Sirius person that left a bad taste in the Malfoy family's mouth, "Did your aunt know him?"

Draco cleared his throat, clearly still a bit embarrassed they were on the topic, "Yeah, she loved him a lot according to mum, but mum asked me to not ask or talk about him to Aunt Mira. She always looks sad when he's brought up and I hate when my mum and Aunt are sad." Draco admitted sadly, and both boys realized then that they had shared a moment regarding family, "Well, we're back to the school, see you around Potter."

"Uh, ye-yeah, sure thing..."

Weeks were going by quickly, the two boys hadn't spoken since then, there was no point in being rude or snide, but they had their moments were their ego's involving their house brought out the competitive nature in them. Harry had talked to Ron about what happened between him and Draco and Ron had been shocked, "Harry... I told you my aunts name, right?"

"I think so yeah, Emma, but it's probably a coincidence-"

"No, Harry, Emma's name is Emma Evans, she had a sister, an older sister that was killed back in 1981... You would have been, what, a year old then when her sister was killed, when your parents were killed. Right?"

"Yeah? Ron, where are you going with this?" Harry's heart was pounding, if Professor Fox was really the Emma Evans, his mother's sister, and this was not a coincidence, that meant that he had family left in the world besides the Dursley's. If Ron was right about the Weasley's Aunt, and she'd been in a coma for three years and if she was Harrys' Aunt, why hadn't she come for him? He felt anger towards her for a moment until his mind went back to what Draco had said about her, the rumors Draco said he'd herd, but what they were, Harry didn't remember, "Ron, do you know anything about Emma Evans, my mum's little sister?"

"Harry! Professor Fox is not my blood aunt. Her name is Emma Rose Evans!" Ron said slowly and emphasized her first, middle and last name for Harry to understand and waited as Professor Fox's name fully sank into his mind. Ron watched Harry's mouth half hanging open and eyes wide as if where witnessing a terrible seen.

"I have an aunt that's a witch? But-but why wouldn't she come for me?" his mind was so confused, trying to remember Ron telling him she had been in a coma for a couple years, but nothing was working, three years in a coma he'd have been four when she woke up, she had time to come for him, right? Did she not want him then?

"Harry? Harry are you alright?"

"I-I have an aunt, a second Aunt?"

"Uh, Harry, don't push yourself, mate, I'm only saying it's a very big possible... Maybe we should go talk to her, it's not yet curfew, we still have time... Co-come on." Ron was worried, his best friend was so shocked he may have a family member he not only never heard or knew about but was actually alive. Ron was thinking amongst himself as they walked towards Professor Fox's small office, why she never went to get him if she had the means to do so? Or did she not have the chance to? Was she not allowed to have Harry? If that was the reason, then why couldn't she have him?

Their questions would soon be answered, when they walked into Emma's office, but they found Emma talking with an old friend of hers, two scars running across his face and looking sickly pale, and slightly rugged, like he was sick and had been mugged or something was what Ron and Harry would describe his looks at the moment, he didn't look good at all.

"Auntie Em, I think we have a problem," Ron choked out.

Harry hadn't said a word as Ron helped him walk into the office looking rather bewildered and ghost like.

Emma, seeing both boys worry and a look of wonder and full of nothing but hope in Harry's green eyes, "Harry? Ron what's the matter?" she asked with concern.

Harry's words flew from his mouth before he could stop them, he couldn't help it as tears blurred his vision as he actually really looked at her and wondered if his mum looked like her and if so, his mum must have been a beauty, "Are you my Aunt?"