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UPDATED:9/30/2019

Chapter 10

July 12th, 1992

Lucius paced back and forth of his study, he was in a panic, "Is my wife alright? Is she awake yet? Dobby! Listen to me, you twiddling moron! Is my wife awake!" He'd been so worried his family would be murdered, he's wife had went after Emma and had been injured in the process and the red-haired Witch had been saved by an Order Alley.

'How did they find her! Not unless Narcissa added them, if that's the case my family is dead, I'm dead. My family Estate and the Malfoy name will be liquidated. What was she thinking!'

"Y-yes, Sir, Lady Malfoy has been awake for sometimes, sir, bu-but she requested to be-" Dobby had been silenced immediately as Lucius sent the snake head of his cane into the poor Elf's cheek bone, making the Dobby stumble and hold his hurt face in his hands to hide the shedding tears as his Master burst through the study doors and towards the husband and wife's bedroom.

His anger radiating off him as he pushed open the doors, glaring heatedly at the blonde woman sitting upright in bed, a book in her lap and a cup of tea in hand. Her calmness seemed to only anger him more, "Wife." He hadn't truly meant to growl out at her, but he had either way. It nearly unnerved him when she hadn't reacted at all to him, or his anger.

Narcissa was calm as she sipped her tea, "I know why you're here, Lucius. But I want you to know I didn't go to aid her. I went myself to get her and bring her here to the family dungeons… I want your trust back, Husband. But I want my family safe. I need Draco safe."

This, however, only seemed to enrage Lucius more, "He is safe, as long as we serve the Dark Lord as he requests! Loyalty, that is all our Dark Lord has ever asked from any of us! Tell me now. Did you truly go to aid the Dark Lords cause? Or did you go to cover up for that Witch!?"

Narcissa waited patiently for her husband to start breathing normally again, "I went to gain us an advantage for the right cause of this world." To this, Lucius nodded, a relieved sigh leaving him. They were safe, he was glad he'd gotten Narcissa to wake up and see his reasons for the Dark Lords cause of the Wizarding world.

However, Lucius didn't seem to realize that Narcissa hadn't quite answered his question, she never said a word about the Dark Lords cause, she had said "an advantage for the right cause of this world."

Unfortunately, Narcissa's pride to winning that round had only lasted a little while. Lucius nodded and informed her of something. Something he'd taken upon himself to do personally, "I've told Draco his dear Aunt Mira was killed in her home, house fire caused by a gas leak... Tragic really. The historic two-story home burned beautifully if I had any say to it." Lucius said, holding back a grin as he witnessed his wife's chest faultier as she took in a breath, her eyes filling with unshed tears. Lucius Malfoy had hunted down anything to do with Mira Black. Simply because he couldn't find a single thing with Emma Evans. So, when he'd found her home, he'd burned it himself.

Narcissa had taken a few moments to let it registrar that her husband had burned Emma's home she had made herself for when Narcissa and Draco would stay with her, but Lucius hadn't seemed to realize that Emma never left a thing of very importance there. It was all at her cottage home, protected and guarded by charms and defense spells or at the Potter Estate which had stronger magic protecting it from anyone but herself and very few other people that had permission to access the home. Not even Narcissa could enter through the Barriers. Something that had taken Narcissa two years, if not more, to convince Emma to repel even her. "I'd die before I harmed you Emma. You, and Draco are all the family I have left, I fear I've already lost my husband… I won't lose my son, and I won't lose my only friend. Nor my favorite cousin."

The Burrow

July 20th, 1992

"So, I lost Harry's custody yet again then?"

Molly sighed sadly as she nodded, she had to tell Emma after she woke up, but she didn't want to tell her when she was still physically, mentally, and not to mention magically, weak. Her recovery had taken a few weeks, the only thing she hadn't had the heart to tell her was about Fudge out right refusing to let Emma see, or speak with, Sirius Black, telling her about Harry's custody loss and that as well would have ruined her.

"Has he answered any of Ron's letters? I haven't gotten one back myself." Emma was in the middle of kneading the dough while Molly was nearly finished with the one, she had currently as they spoke.

"No, Harry hasn't answered anyone. Apparently, Hermione has been trying to send him letters also, but she hasn't gotten anything back either. He surely would have at least answered you, Emma. Poor boy was beside himself when Dumbledore told us all you were missing. The twins were frantic and dear Ginny cried every night for a week, still probably does to be honest."

Emma couldn't help the light giggle, she was glad they'd looked for her, even more so overjoyed when Remus and Narcissa had found her. Emma still feared for Narcissa, she hadn't heard word from the Witch in a while and Emma's imagination was beginning to get carried away. "So, is that why I've had my room packed with children since I've been back…" she questioned with humor.

At Molly's giggled laugh Emma randomly thought of something, "By the way, have you seen one of my sweaters and a scarf or two? I'm missing a few articles of clothing."

Molly suddenly burst into laughter as Emma asked about her missing clothes, "Ginny kidnapped your red sweater, the twins nabbed a scarf or two. Said they couldn't sleep at all, that when they had the scarf or sweater they slept better. I felt bad for them, so I left them to it. I knew you'd never mind." She laughed as she finished up the bread dough.

Emma couldn't help but laughed with her, "Of course I'd never mind. I was just curious. You wouldn't mind making another scarf and sweater for me, would you Molly? I liked that sweater." Emma did a fake pout, making herself and Molly go into another round of playful laughter yet again. However, it was cut short by a frantic Ron bursting inside after finishing his chores, he had sent his last letter to Harry nearly a week ago and he still hadn't gotten anything back. It had been silent on Harry's end the entire first month of Summer, "Harry's still not answered mum... I'm getting worried." And he wasn't the only one.

Emma was, once again, beside herself, she had sent several letters saying she was sorry she had gone missing, that she was alright and very safe and wished she had been able to win custody before his first year was up. Thinking of her rescue, Remus was still not telling her what happened before they Disapparated after she had passed out after seeing Narcissa's face, those tears she saw sliding down her friends' faces before her mind spun and became dark once again frightened her.

Yet the voice that came from the door made Emma smile, "How's our Fox today?" The voice asked, a voice of one of the two people she had just been thinking about, "Remus? How are you?"

"Ah, don't worry about me, I'll be fine. I'm more worried about you. How are you feeling?" He asked, brushing her off from his own condition. Excited to see him, Emma walked to him as she looked him over then gave her dear friend a hug, he was back, he was coming around more often, she had one of her boys back. "I'm fine… You're too thin, Remus. Go clean up a bit, you know where my room is. Sleep, you need it."

"Emma- " Remus was silenced by her turning a stern glare at him. She was right, he looked a mess and he was absolutely exhausted, "Remus John Lupin, go."

With a defeated sigh, he'd done as told after hugging her once more in a tight embrace and kissing the top of her head, "Where would I be without you Emma Evans."

Both women looked after him in awe as he walked up to the restroom. He cleaned up and dressed in some of the fresh, cleaner clothes Emma always held for safekeeping for him then fell asleep in Emma's room, gladdened for a comfortable bed.

He hadn't been staying at the Potter Estate as Emma had told him to use as he pleased and needed, it didn't feel right to him, and not having Emma there was like he was invading someone's home. The Estate was still well kept and still very livable, Emma just liked being with Molly and the other families to keep her distracted of her lost family and the empty homes, even Kreatcher wasn't able to distract her most of the time.

Dursley's

Harry was a miserable mess, he missed Hogwarts, his friends, his Aunt. He hadn't gotten a single letter at all and he still had four weeks to go until he was back at Hogwarts of Witchcraft and Wizardry. No news came on behalf of his missing Aunt and he feared she was dead, just like his parents. That made his pain all the worse. His back and neck were burning from being outside working all morning and through the afternoon, Harry had pushed his luck when he'd stooped to Dudley's level to scare him. His fun hadn't lasted, and he'd regretted it times five when his aunt had made him do just about everything; pruning the roses, mowing the grass, pulling weeds, painting the fence, washing the car, etc.

Harry couldn't, however, bring himself to forget those big green, bulging eyes, he'd seen earlier that morning. Though, he didn't realize he was going to regret later that night. His uncle was having dinner guests over that night, business proposition if he sold the deal.

Unfortunately, fate was, yet again, finding it funny to play with Harry and his family when it spit at them.

Harry had gone to his room that night after being told over and over again that he was to be invisible, like he wasn't ever visible to that family. He'd intended to just rest on his bed and try to figure out why he hadn't gotten any letters from anyone.

'Maybe they don't care, maybe they never cared... Maybe Dudley's right, I probably don't have any friends.'

But Harry was shocked to find his bed already occupied by something, someone, jumping on the mattress, "Harry Potter, what an Honor to meet you." The creature said, a smile on his leathery tanned skin, but his big bulging green eyes were what captured him the most, they were indeed the same eyes he'd seen earlier that morning.

"Who are you?" Harry stammered out, his stomach turning with fear. There was an Elf in his bedroom!

Harry's troubles had only begun.

"Dobby. Dobby the House Elf... Just Dobby though." The elf said with a smile, "Dobby is here for one purpose... Dobby has come to warn Harry Potter. Harry Potter must not go back to Hogwarts this year, Sir." Dobby warned in a low, hushed tone as if he would be caught doing something he wasn't supposed to.

Harry was speechless, first Voldemort tried to kill him his first year at school, his aunt gets kidnapped and he hasn't been told a single thing about her condition, her where-about nor if she was even still alive! Now a house elf was telling him he wasn't to go back to the only place that has ever felt like a home, a place that has given him family and friends, "What? But I have to. Hogwarts is my home, it's the only place I belong, I'd imagine you'd understand that." If they really ever cared about him that was. For the next thirty minutes Harry had tried to convince Dobby, to not only tell him what was going on, but why he wasn't to go back to school? It wasn't until Dobby had admitted to stopping and holding onto his letters that Harry had lost all form of patients for the poor elf, "Give me those... Now."

"No!" Dobby ran.

Harry took off after him, jumping the last four steps Harry landed as silent as a cat to his great thankfulness, it wasn't to last. Harry watched Dobby levitating the pudding cake high above the floor.

'NO! Aunt Petunia's Pudding cake! If he drops that while I'm here, I'm dead either way!'

He'd argued back and forth with Dobby for a few seconds before Harry tried to catch the cake, but it had been a failure and the cake splattered all over the dining room floor and on Harry too, the poor boy was standing there in a stunned state of doom, 'I'm Dead,' Harry was even more terrified when the Dursley's and their guests rushed into the Dining room and found the horrifying mess.

Petunia looked as if she was going to pass out, but it was Vernon who had a look screaming of promised death, or at least Harry may wish for it.

Vernon had glared at him like he was going to skin the boy alive, and Harry actually feared he might. Vernon had told the Masons that they thought strangers upset their nephew, which was why they'd hid him upstairs, but it wasn't until Hedwig had been mysteriously let loose that the Masons had left in a hurry. Mrs. Mason in utter terror and Mr. Mason in absolute anger.

Vernon had locked Harry in his room after that, and the Ministry hadn't helped save him from the Dursley's wrath when a letter arrived giving him a reminder and warning of underage Wizardry was not allowed outside of school besides doing the required homework. Vernon had forced the poor boy to read the letter aloud and that had sealed his fate, "YOU'RE NEVER GOING BACK TO THAT SCHOOL AGAIN... NEVER!" Vernon had put bars on Harry's window the next day and a small cat door on his door to slide a tray of food into him. He was fed three times a day, if he was lucky, and only let out twice, once in the morning and once in the afternoon or a bit later, and that was to use the restroom.

His school things were all in the broom cupboard under the stairs, he was lucky Vernon had let him keep Hedwig with him, let alone his new room. Harry had lived like that for three day. Every night he'd wake up in a cold sweat, all the nightmares of Voldemort and Quirrell of that terrifying night, the nightmare would change, to his aunt screaming in the dark for someone to help her to find her before it was too late. "Harry!" He heard her voice screaming in the dark, a flash of green, another scream until it was nothing but silence.

It would turn from that, to him lying in a cage at a zoo with everyone pointing, smiling and laughing at him. He'd looked closer into the crowd and found Dobby, he reached out for the house elf to scream for help, "Harry Potter is safe here," then he'd vanish, as he woke up Harry shot up right, wide awake.

"Harry, wake up." Harry looked out the window and found a face poking at him through the bars. A pale freckled face and red hair, a wide smile on his face as he looked at him, "Ron? What are you doing here?"

"Rescuing you of course! I was worried and so is Hermione. Aunt Emmie is almost having a heart attack back home." Harry was excited, Emma was alive, and she was with the Weasley's! This was amazing news, "Why haven't you answered my letters?"

"I'll tell you on the way, get me out of here. Wait, how are you going to get me out of here, we can't magically do it ourselves or we'll be expelled."

Harry grew a bit worried as Ron grinned. It was a grin of pure mischief, "I brought the best with me."

"Hello Harry,"

"How are you doing?"

"Oh, man, Ron really wasn't kidding when he said your family was loony… Come on then, let's break you out of this prison." and they got to work. Getting the bars off the window as quietly as possible was a bit of a shock to Harry, George had moved to pick the lock to the broom cupboard and grabbed Harry's trunk and everything else, Harry packed everything into the trunk and climbed into the car with Harry almost behind him just as Vernon came through the door to check on the boy.

Vernon's his face turned red with rage, "PETUNIA, HE'S ESCAPING! PETUNIA!" Vernon shouted, charging the fleeing boys, he'd managed to grab a hold of Harry's ankle and held on like a vice causing Harry to scream in fright and shook his leg.

Ron grabbed a hold of Harry with Georg's help to pull Harry back into the car, "Fred! Drive!"

Vernon had been pulled from Harry's window and landed in the flower bed that had thankfully cushioned his fall.

Harry smiled, happy he was free and rolled the window down, took Hedwig's cage in hand and let her out. His smile widened as he watched her fly behind them and beside them, while Harry began explaining everything that had happened.

"That's a bit suspicious, Harry. House Elves don't do anything like that unless told to, they are bound by servitude forever to their masters and do as told and expected of."

"Can you think of anyone that would try this?"

Harry and Ron both gave a look to one another, a heavy sigh left the boys, "Yeah," Harry said a bit let down. He'd fallen for it. He had actually thought Dobby was trying to help him like he was saying he was.

"Draco Malfoy," Ron and Harry spoke up together as they said the boys' name. Come to think of it, they wouldn't put it past Draco to do something like that.

"Lucius Malfoy's boy?" Both twins asked, a look shared between the two.

Harry had no idea who his father was, so he just shrugged while Ron nodded, "Yeah, why?"

"Lucius Malfoy was once a follower and major supporter of you-know-who back when he tried gaining power," George started, "But when he fell from grace, he claimed he was cursed and forced into doing the dirty work. Claimed Imperio was used on him and he had no choice." Fred finished for his brother. They drove all night to get back to the Burrow.

None of them realized that Emma couldn't sleep and had walked around the Weasley's home with Remus, both catching up then they'd found the car missing, "Emma... Breath- damn, Emma!" Remus shouted for her then dashed off into a run, chasing after her back into the house as she checked on all the kids, only three were missing. Ginny was still in bed. Except Ron, Fred and George were missing. They had taken the car, "Remus-"

"Emma, if they took the car then it's because they went after Harry," He said calmly, holding tightly onto her arms. He saw the fear in her when she found the boys missing. He understood completely as to why she was terrified, they'd vanished on her right under her nose. Who wouldn't be upset?

Taking in a terrified huffed breath, Emma knew that there was no chance she'd ever be able to relax at this moment, her nephews were gone, flying in the air with her other nephew, the only being she had left of Lily and James, "Remus, my nephews slipped out of this house and got that loud car in the air without me knowing. Molly's in bed, she'll have a heart attack in the morning-"

"Emma, they saved us a trip in the morning anyways," He was being honest, because they had saved them all a trip that very morning to go gather the boy.

A bit shocked Remus had even suggested that, Emma looked at him with wide eyes, "It doesn't matter, their underage. If they are seen and caught, their all in deep trouble. Remus, we're the adults, we're supposed to be the ones protecting them, not them doing it themselves. Well, not alone at least, we're supposed to be there, be the backup, to catch them-"

"Emma, they're your nephews, they love trouble, their smart, they can outthink anyone, so you've said, yes? They can outthink anyone?" Remus was right as he reminded her, his eyes stern but full of understanding.

Everything he was saying was true. She couldn't help but worry, she worried like Molly would, and she knew Molly would not only be beside herself with worry but angry at them for taking the car. However, Remus was right, she needed to calm down, there was nothing she could do now that the boys were gone, "Yeah, they can out think just about anyone, but Remus they're in a flying car."

"I know, Emma I know, but they'll be fine. Just think of it, when the car gets here, Harry will be too. You can finally hold him, then you can scold the boys with M- uh-oh."

"Emma! The car's gone!" Molly shouted with fright as she bounded down the steps, she was in the middle of getting ready for the day and had gone to check in on the children, like she always had, and found not only the twins gone, but Ron as well. She was in a fright but was relieved when she'd heard Emma and Remus still up and made her way down the stairs frantic.

"I know, Remus and I just found it missing, I'm so sorry Molly, I swear we didn't hear the car leaving." Emma said frightened she'd lose more family. Her deep emerald eyes shined with worrying tears.

In truth, Remus had chosen to stay quiet at that moment, because he was the one that helped the boys get out of there without Emma catching them. "I didn't hear anything, shockingly." Remus shrugged, he was a good lair, he just hated doing it, but he was not going to admit he'd helped the boys get out by using a Muffliato charm, he liked breathing and he did desire to have children of his own eventually. Therefore, giving Remus a reason to lie his pants off as much as he had to, even if they burnt off him, there was no way he was going to look at the two ladies and tell them he had been the reason the boys had gotten away so easily. It wasn't the first time he had to lie to Emma, though Molly was a different story altogether.

The were-wolf nearly shrank at the stern look on the Weasley mother's face, "Remus Lupin, if you're lying to me, I'll have you hanging by your toes." Molly growled.

Remus gulped with a shake of his head and a weak smile on his face. Remus had to admit, Molly Weasley was nearly as scary as Lily was when upset, which meant she was worse than Emma, because Emma learnt it all from Lily.

"Come along Emma, let's go get ready for the day to start then, we'll wait for them to get back, no doubt that poor nephew of yours will be hungry."

They had all done just that, they took their baths, got ready for the day, Molly in her usual colorful outfits and knitted apron and Emma in faded Levi's boyfriend pants, a white short sleeved shirt and one of Sirius's red and orange plaid flannels with simple tennis shoes and went about helping Molly with the chores. "You look comfortable dear." Molly said with a gentle smile as she watched the redhead move about in the kitchen with her.

Emma smiled with a blush, returning the smile to Molly. The Weasley mother's cheeks were always a cute pink when she smiled, but Emma saw right through her. Molly was terrified for her sons and Harry. "Thank you, Molly, I figured to help you with chores."

"Aw, thank you Emma, um could you start on the dishes, I'll go out and feed the chickens, I want to save some things for the boys to do when they get back, now I just have to think as to what they could do."

"How about de-gnoming the gardens? Those little buggers are back again, like they always are." Emma suggested with a thought.

Remus silently sighed as he listened to the ladies discussed this topic, "Don't you two think you're being a bit hard on the boys? I mean after all they are bringing Harry with them. They did save us a trip." Remus said, trying to help the boys did not have such a punishment. Leaning against the stair railings he grinned as he watched the two women before him eye him strangely. Thoughts circling their minds. Though, his mind was brought to the forefront of the situation. He could hear the car coming and hoped he'd be able to simmer the ladies down. Unfortunately, he had to duck to avoid being smacked in the head with a spatula, "I knew it! Remus Lupin you helped those boys get out of here! You, sneaky wolf!" Remus couldn't help but laugh as he took off running, Emma hot on his heels.

He at least got Molly to smile and laugh at the two friends' interactions. Remus smiled wider when he caught a happy smile on Emma's face as she chased after him outside and around the house. He'd done his part, now hopefully the boys had Harry with them. His prayers were answered when the car started to land, but he had other planes at the moment.

Remus stopped, turned on a dime and caught Emma in his arms. His lips grazing across hers, but like he had said all those years ago, Remus Lupin couldn't kiss her, it wasn't that he wouldn't, he had a burning desire to kiss her. But it was the fact that he couldn't. Because deep down, he knew Emma was still not his to kiss, and she never would be. With a sad sigh he looked deep into Emma's emerald eyes, eyes that could haunt anyone and kissed her forehead, "You're still not mine to kiss, Fox. Otherwise I would have by now."

Emma smiled up at him into pale green eyes as he had and kissed his cheek, "Thank you, Remus," Emma would be lying if she said she wasn't nervous when he'd caught her. Her heart had nearly faltered when his lips gently brushed her own. Emma was a little nervous, but she was mostly scared he would truly kiss her this time, then she'd have to break his heart more than it already was. Something she wanted to avoid at all cost. She was relieved he hadn't gone through with the kiss.

"Aunt Emma!" At hearing Harry shout for her, Emma looked towards the car and it was then she felt the happiest she had ever felt in years. She rushed from Remus's arms and met the twelve-year-old halfway. The second Emma had him in her arms she kissed him all over his smiling face and spun him around, wrapped in her arms tightly, "I am never letting you go again." She whispered into his hair.

Harry was so happy. He was free, he was safe, all the feelings he was being flooded with sent him into an emotional break down and began to cry in his aunts' arms, "Don't make me go back there, don't make me go back to them, please!"

"I won't Harry, I'll still be at the school this year, but I'll be stuck with security, I'll have plenty of time to spend with you, though I'll be gone some days at a time to speak to the Ministry. I have a hearing in a few weeks for your custody. I need to know everything Harry, I have to have everything. Petunia won't fight them."

They'd be sending a muggle who worked with the Children's Affairs for the Muggles community, but the woman that was going to speak with the Dursleys had a witch as a partner, she worked for the Ministry in the Magical Children Affairs office. They were the ones that decided if the child needed to be removed due to an unsafe environment. They'd read Emma's letters and both hers' and Harry's files, everything that had happened. They had informed Emma that the Ministry, and Minister, had no right to refuse her case, nor custody, when Emma was not only family, but also a Magical being herself with a safer environment and understanding with what Harry was going through. So, she may end up getting lucky this time around regarding Harry's case. Petunia wouldn't argue either, that Emma was sure of. Hopefully by the end of the school year Harry wouldn't have to go back to Petunia.

"Molly's inside- Boys! Where do you three think you're going?" She'd caught them, Auntie Emmie had caught the three brothers trying to slip from view and inside through the back door. The three froze the second she found them out. Her tone frightened them all the more, "Uh, bed?" George said, a playful smile on his face as was his twins.

"I don't think so you three, inside, front door. You're mother's got breakfast ready." She smiled when she watched the boys sighed in defeat.

But Harry's reaction made her smile a bit more, "Who's he?" He asked, pointing to Remus, who, in turn laughed gently, "Remus Lupin, Harry. I was a dear friend of your parents and I'm also a close friend of your aunt. Wonderful to officially meet you, properly that is. I was the one that gave you the photo album last year."

"Are you like my uncle then?" He was only curious, but he saw the pain in his aunts' eyes and the regret in Remus's. Harry wondered if that meant they had once been that close but had never continued their relationship, or did his aunt just write others off as to avoid from ever having anything getting between her and her determination to get him back? "No, Uh- Your uncle is actually your godfather. He… Well, he's unfortunately unable to be here at the present time. But I'm working on getting him home, Harry. I promise you that." Emma said sadly to the boy, the two friends watched his shoulders drop with sadness, the fact he was being informed his family had in fact not only been killed but scattered to the winds had indeed bothered him.

But his curiosity had been rekindled, "Who is my godfather?" Again, it was a very fair question, he and his aunt had been robbed of everything they've always wanted and deserved. A family, a proper family.

"I'll explain later... Tonight?" Emma asked, honestly she was nervous to explain Sirius Black to him, but she was relieved when Harry nodded, he could trust his aunt, Dobby had dropped the letters when he'd left, probably by accident and Harry had been able to hide them when he was in the middle of cleaning, she had told him many things in the letters. Like she loved him, and she'd never lie to him but that some secrets were necessary to keep from him for a while longer until he was older, otherwise she'd tell him everything.

Emma watched them through the window as she did the dishes, giving Molly and Arthur time to themselves and a break from everything. She watched Harry laughing with the three Weasley boys. Ron was showing him how to de-gnome the gardens and she did have to agree she found it funny and had reacted the same way when Molly had shown her once after she woke up, afterwards she found it entertaining. Her attention had been drawn back into a breathless hold when she felt arms cage her in between a warm body and the sink.

"Why'd you thank me?" His voice was whispered against her hair.

Emma wished she could love Remus like he deserved to be, but her heart had stayed with Sirius, and she would never be able to abandon that, never able to abandon Sirius because he would never have done it to her. Sirius was not only her heart, but her life, he and Harry were both two halves of her heart. Now she just had to work on getting the other half freed once she won Harry.

"Because you still can't kiss me, because I'm not yours to kiss, as you've once said. And I'm sorry to tell you, I'll never be anyone's to kiss unless their Sirius Black... He's innocent, Remus. I just wish I remembered who really betrayed us. But that's why I thanked you." She clarified, turning to look up at him. She knew he could have been the light of her life, but she was not meant to be his just like he was not meant to be hers.

"You're an amazing wizard, Remus Lupin, talented and smart, practically a genius. But we each have a destiny to someone else, and mine's currently suffering for something he never did, nor would ever do. He loves us, loved you and no one stood beside him. Everyone just turned their back to him, and I wasn't there to save him."

Remus had to give it to her, she was determined and that was what made her amazing, never once had her hope for Sirius faltered, never once did she doubt him, then again he wasn't there the night of the slaughter, but her memory had been tampered with, therefore Sirius had been left incarcerated in Azkaban for the murders of James and Lily Potter. Remus sighed, brushing a hand against her cheek, a gentle smile and a wishful dream playing across his eyes as he looked at her, "Now I believe I know how Severus felt when it came to Lily and James. I'll never know what it's like to be loved by you like I'd wish to, but I hope you're right. That I'll find that person one day. I'll always love you though..."