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UPDATED:9/30/2019

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Now, regarding the question about Sirius Black dead or alive, I'll give you this, wait and see XD but you all know Emma :)

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Chapter 11

The weeks went by faster than they had thought. They were currently on their way to Diagon Alley for the kids supplies.

Harry had gotten lost with being so nervous of traveling by Floo, when he had finally turned up Emma had told him it was alright, "I've nearly done the same thing several times". Unfortunately, when they were getting the supplies for the children, they had to deal with Lockhart, someone Emma really hadn't had much care for. She personally thought he was just full of himself, but she had left it be, "He's teaching Defense against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts! I'm so excited for that, I can't wait to see what we learn." Hermione gushed over him.

Upon hearing this, Emma had nearly vomited, though she was relieved that she had been able to hold herself together, minus a little bit of sarcasm, "Oh, how joyful." She had tried to sound excited about the news, but if they were going to hire anyone as the Dark Arts teacher it should have been Severus, Mellena or Remus! The three of them were astonishing. Put together as a team, they could be unstoppable.

Harry heard his Aunts' reaction to the new teacher they were about to meet at a book signing, he and Ron had silently laughed to themselves.

Every book was about him, 'The Famous, Gilderoy Lockhart', all of the students were required to buy his entire collection set for class, and yet there was nothing in there about defending yourself, just about his 'fabulous hair and charm and all the amazing things he'd done'. The books really sounded like someone else, in truth a few of them sounded like they were fairy tales of gallant heroes, not Lockhart.

Harry was filled with embarrassment when he was pulled up to take a picture with the man, then when Emma had tried walking away with him, they had found Lockhart's attention had set directly on his Aunt. Harry, not liking much of the terrible, smirking, charms he was attempting to put on his Aunt, Harry put himself in front of her, no look of adoration or anything, just a blank look that basically said, "Stay away from my Aunt," but it was to no avail, Lockhart's eyes were now purely on Emma. To both of their annoyance.

"Dear lady, are you the guardian of this wonderful boy?" Lockhart gleamed, everyone's eyes on her, and Emma hated it.

"His Aunt, now if you'll please, we have things to get for him, good day Mr. Lockhart." There was no point making a scene. Forcing a small smile, Emma took a breath, an attempt to keep her slight annoyance calm at the unwanted attention.

"I-I... I believe I went to school with you and dear Mr. Potter's parents-" Lockhart had started. Emma had clearly already grown annoyed, sadly, she did remember the man. Ravenclaw had been rather unfortunate to have had him. Simply because of his inflamed ego and vanity the size of the entire dorm room. If it wouldn't have been for that he would have been entirely fine. She had felt sorry for any House that had him in it. He was bright for a while, until he allowed his vanity and ego to get the better of him. After that, Lockhart had gone downhill and apparently, he hadn't hit rock bottom, yet.

"Yes, a few years below them likely, I, unfortunately, must say I do not remember you. Again, good day." And with that the two attempted to walk from the bookstore. Emma had been caught by Hermione's parents and were eagerly talking with them along with Arthur, trying to encourage them in trying to feel comfortable in the Wizarding world, even told them her and her sister, Lily, had also been born from non-magical parents themselves and complemented their daughters excitement and hunger for knowledge, "She's a very bright young witch, I can definitely see her going very far in her life. She's hungry for knowledge, which is amazing at how much she can absorb and remember. She's very talented." She had unfortunately not been paying attention while Harry and the others walked into an unsavory bunch. Draco had flown down the steps towards Harry and got within inches of his face, a look full of disdain, hatred and utter jealousy. "Bet you loved that, Potter,"

To everyone's shock, sweet little Ginny walked between Harry and Draco, a set glare pointed at the second year Slytherin, "Leave him alone."

Draco couldn't help but laugh, this was funny to him, "Look Potter, looks like you've got yourself a little girlfriend."

They had jumped a little when a handle of a cane crafted into the shape of a serpent landed on Draco's shoulder moving the boy aside to make room for the stern looking father, Lucius Malfoy, "Now, now Draco, be nice." No one had really taken notice as Lucius began to rudely evaluate the Weasley children. Thankfully, Arthur had moved to the children asking them to head outside. Though, during this interaction, no one but Harry had witnessed Lucius putting Ginny's book back into her cauldron with a second book, it was suspicious but if Ginny got a free book out of this by accident, he may not say anything, though, he had no idea he would likely regret his decision later on. Something about that book didn't feel right to him, but why would he get that feeling towards a book, it was just a book, right?

"See you at work, Arthur- Ah, dear Emma Evans. I see you're doing well after the dreadful events that have occurred to you and your family over the course of eleven years. I would ask how your dear sister is, but we both know that the details will never change though. How is the wonderful Sirius Black though? Oh, wait, forgive me, I forget constantly that he is no longer in your life either, my apologies. Oh, and I do apologies for not inviting you to our recently dearly departed Mira Black's funeral. The funeral was quickly planed, we barely had anyone attend due to how fast it happened. Dreadful house fire I believe is what was the cause. I do hope you'll keep Draco in line and warm welcome to someone he can talk to while at School. I was told by my wife that you and Mira were both close with one another while at school all those years ago, practically inseparable. Not matter, good day, Emma." He couldn't help the wide grin he gave as he witnessed the slight flinch Emma gave as he spoke of Mira Black's recent, and heart-breaking, death.

Sissy had yet to have the chance to send Emma anything, so this was new to her, but it also didn't stop her from realizing that he had figured her and Sissy out. Lucius knew, and she knew then he had been behind the rumors of Mira Black's death. This was Lucius Malfoy's way of telling her he not only knew but that he was keeping a close eye on her and he'd stop at nothing to keep her from his wife, Draco also, even if she was there at school with Draco. Lucius had made the boy so distraught over 'losing' his Aunt he likely wouldn't want anything to do with Emma Evans, all because he grew up knowing Mira Black as his Aunt.

Emma took a silent deep breath as she forced a smile, "Of course, Lucius, I intend to protect all of the students of Hogwarts, on or off the grounds." For a split-second Emma felt joy as she watched Lucius's grin falter just a bit before forcing it back into place, nodded and walked off with a frowning Draco giving a pleading look to Emma, his eyes took a little while to harden as he as he walked out with his father.

Harry couldn't believe what he thought, knew, he just saw. Looking up to his Aunt he saw the same shocked expression he had, "So, I wasn't the only one that saw that, right Aunt Emma?"

"No, Harry. You were not the only one that saw that, you do have to remember Harry, that he did just lose his Aunt. It could have just been a look of longing loss and jealousy, it happens sometimes."

Molly walked up to the kids, Arthur and Emma with a smile, "Come on kids, let's get home. Hermione, dear, we'll see you at the train station in a few weeks. It was lovely meeting you finally, your parents are wonderful dear, safe travels to you all." Molly said, giving Hermione a warm and tight hug then bustled everyone out to head home.

The streets were getting more crowded as the minutes ticked by, Molly was still going on about Lockhart, "And he knew you both? Emma you never said he went to school with you."

Emma sighed in defeat, she couldn't, wouldn't, lie to Molly, "Because in truth the man was a bit bright at first as he went along but he had the ego and vanity that could fill the entire common room, probably the Great Hall really. If I'm remembering right, something always bothered me about him." She admitted, and it was true, he'd have been bright had he actually tried to continue with how well she had heard he was doing. The guy had always been a pansy when he was at school, he was not bullied, well, not that she truly knew of. So, she couldn't really say for sure, but she knew he was all talk and a very good actor, never action when it really came to defend himself or another. He caused more trouble than help, always sending himself Valentines, but most of the time it was just Ravenclaw's walking by or all over the school ranting about him, so really everything she 'knew' was really just rumors and hearsay. So, she really shouldn't judge, but something about that day just made it all not only sound true, but believable. And she hated believing rumors. However, she knew she'd find out through the year as they went.

Sep. 3rd, 1992

"Your eyes are just the main thing that gets you into trouble, Emma. I swear those boys of yours were always getting into fights because of yours and Gabrielle's eyes, even Severus once or twice for Merlin's sake. I truly have no clue as to why Albus let that man back into this school!" McGonagall ranted. In truth, Emma and Mellena were having a bit of an issue keeping up with the woman today, that was never a good sign, ever.

"Minerva, just try to breath, it'll be alright." Mellena said trying to keep up with the older Witch, the two younger ones were definitely shocked, this woman had some legs if she could walk this fast, faster than them!

"Well, why don't we ask him then?" Emma said, and she wanted to see if her responses had come in from the Ministry and the Children's Affairs office regarding Sirius and Harry. "You can talk to that Wizard, Emma. I am currently finished with this nonsense!" McGonagall growled as she walked into her office and slammed the door with irritation, leaving both Mellena and Emma standing in the halls looking wide eyed and in utter shock and fear of the witch.

"Uh, ma-maybe we-we should leave her alone for a while." Mellena said grabbing a hold of Emma's sleeve of her dress, Emma hadn't given a verbal response, simply nodded her head quickly several times as both Witches made a run for it away from McGonagall's Office door. "That woman is scary when provoked."

"I HEARD THAT ROSE EVANS!" McGonagall shouted down the hall at the retreating girls, this only made the two run faster, rushing into Severus's Office since it was probably the safest place for them to be at the moment away from Minerva, "How the Hell did she hear that!?"

"I have no idea." Mellena panted, her heart pounding through her rib cage.

"What, may I ask, are you two doing in my office?" Severus's tone was cold, harsh and very demanding as he pointed a glare to the two, one being his wife. A dangerous move he'd just made as Mellena's head shot to her husband with a look saying, "Excuse me?"

Emma's jaw dropped, her heart nearly stopped in mid-thrum.

'Sev, we just ran from on pissed off Witch! You just made a second one! Are you insane!' Emma's mind screamed as she watched Mellena walk towards her husband's desk, she knew he was shrinking in his chair as Mellena's growled dangerously to her husband, "Severus Snape,"

Emma took this as her cue to high-tail herself out of there, quickly, "I think I'll leave you two to it. Severus, good luck," Emma lightly choked out as she quickly slipped out for the office and moved along the halls towards Dumbledore's office. If anything, she'd be safe there, right? She'd find this year was going to be one of the most annoying years ever.

Emma knocked at Albus's office door and found, to her dismay, Lockhart speaking with Professor Dumbledore, "Ah, Miss Evans, how wonderful to see you again. I had no idea you'd be here as well." Lockhart grinned.

Emma nearly choked on air.

'Does he really think that grin works on people?'

"Professor Lockhart, I'm terribly sorry, I was simply coming to speak with Dumbledore regarding any information on my Husband." She felt victory at his fallen face.

"O-oh, you're married? I'd assumed you were Lily Evans sister-"

"Oh yes I am, but I never got around to changing my name. When everything happened, I fell into a coma and my husband vanished. Probably trying to find a magical way to wake me up, he's wonderful like that."

"Y-yes, bu-but he left you? Surely, you'd want to be with someone that would sit by your side until you woke up? yes?"

Albus took the opportunity to cough and clear his throat, "Professor Lockhart, her husband left in search of a way to help her awaken, then he vanished off the face of this earth, likely against his own will. He'd have died before he left her defenseless. Surely you can see the love he holds for her if he willingly tore himself from her side in hopes of finding a way for her to once again see the light of day?" Dumbledore bit out a little Sharpe.

Emma had to bite back her grin as Dumbledore jumped to her aid. The two had seen the disappointment in him as he tried to cover it up.

Running a hand through his hair, trying to make it bounce without effort, "Ah, yes. Of course, forgive me... Well, uh, good luck on your search Miss Evans. Tell your wonderful nephew I'll be seeing him and the others in class." And with that, Lockhart was out of Dumbledore's office.

"I am sorry I interrupted Professor-"

"Nonsense dear girl. Truthfully you saved me the harsh reality of making him leave my office so, thank you. Now, I assumed you were here for the letters. I dare say that having them addressed back to me was a bright idea. I was shocked that a few of the lines you'd written sounded a bit like myself, again, a bright idea. The Ministry knows myself and the Professors of Hogwarts are trying to aid you in getting Harry under your custody and I believe it is now working with the aid of Alastor's friend Witch and her own Muggle friend regarding Magical Children's Affairs. Her muggle friend, Susan, I believe her name is, is a very bright woman. She has written to you also, and so has Maggie and Alastor regarding the Ministry and Harry's custody."

He saw her excitement as he handed her the letters, one from Fudge, one from Alastor, and two from the Magical Children's Affairs. With a sigh she thought to get the harsher one's over with, it wouldn't be the first time she was rejected all in one sweep, so she was in deep hope that she at least won one case. She felt her heart sink as she read Alastor's letter regarding Sirius's case being reopened and investigated; Emma, I'm sorry to say that without evidence of his innocence, the Law Enforcement and Investigators, even us Auror's, are unable to open up Sirius O. Black's case file regarding the murders of James and Lily Potter. Until we have proof and evidence, we can't touch the case, without your memory our hands are, regrettably, tied leaving us unable to look for any leads to the couple's deaths. If Sirius is innocent, then the real culprit has done a job well done in keeping them-self from being a suspect and found.

Ever regretful, Alastor Moody

P.S. Good Luck

She sat in a chair with a heavy sigh and set Alastor's letter aside, she had a feeling he wouldn't be able to reopen Sirius's case, but it was still worth a try. Emma took a deep breath as she opened up Fudge's letter regarding her visitation requests to Sirius she had inquired about last year. No one had had the nerve to tell her he'd down right refused her, but she was about to find the harsh reality in his letter soon as tears rolled down her face as she read Fudge's cruel response.

Albus sat uncomfortable at his desk chair as he watched the poor girl's reaction to the letter, he knew Cornelius's letter was going to be the harsher of the ones. Over the years of her being awake, Alastor had tried helping Emma with Sirius's case files, though neither had been able to gain access to his files for reasons unknown and had to eventually stop due to Alastor being threatened to lose his job and Emma being threatened at be tossed into Azkaban and her custody for Harry fully refused and to never have the chance to see her nephew again. Albus had enough of watching her re-reading the letter several times over the next five minutes, gently taking the letter from her shaking hand, placing the last two unopened letters in front her, "Why don't you try Susan and Maggie's letters," his voice was fatherly, or grandfatherly, gentle and calm, though deep down he was infuriated at Fudge. He hadn't the need to make the girl cry, but Cornelius has been so uptight about the Potter case's, all of them, since the night James and Lily had been murdered. Though, what Albus didn't understand was that Cornelius was present at the Hospital when Emma had her memory tampered with, everything had gone so very wrong for all of them after that.

Emma took a breath to help her relax as much as she could muster and began reading the letters, both Susan and Maggie had written her. Susan, informing the Aunt that when they had visited Petunia and Vernon, they had told them both to remove the boy from their home as soon as they could. They'd handed her and Vernon custody release papers and both stated they'd wanted nothing to do with the boy even when they had found him on the front steps eleven years ago. "Emma can have the little mongrel for all we care. He's caused nothing but trouble for us over the years. She can have him. We've been waiting for eleven years for that woman to take him, our sister even had in her Will that Harry was to go straight to Emma and someone named Black if anything ever happened. So why he was given to us we have no clue." Her hope had been restored in some degrees after reading Susan's letter. The moment Emma opened up Maggie's letter she found it filled with a letter of congratulations, custody papers and adoption forms regarding Harry James Potter, "I won... Albus, I-we won! We won!"

Sept. 30th, 1992

Emma hadn't told Harry about winning his custody yet, she had a feeling it would be a nice end of the year surprise he may like, so she'd kept it to herself, wrote to Alastor, Remus and Molly that she won his custody then wrote to Susan and Maggie thanking them both deeply. She had written Petunia informing them of her great thanks and asking if she needed to gather up anything of Harry's. She was going to be going sometime in October to get the things she knew he'd want from the Dursleys.

"All he talks about is himself! Aunt Emma, how are we supposed to learn anything if that's all he talks about? And this Secret Chamber stuff is really getting to people, they all think Harry is the Heir of Slytherin! It's mental!" Ron ranted on and on. Harry was down at Hagrid's doing homework with Hermione. Ron had asked if they wanted to go with him to see Emma, but they had both told him they would the next time, they had to get their homework done and didn't wish to pack up with they were doing only to unpack themselves again.

"I don't know, why don't you have your homework done like Harry and Hermione, Ron? Just because you don't like the teacher teaching D.A. doesn't mean you get to miss the homework." She laughed at Ron when he groaned and pulled the books and worksheets out to start working on them.

"Now, this is mental, the guy is a terrible teacher-"

"Ron, stop... He is still a teacher, leave it alone. If it's that bad then talk to the Headmaster and McGonagall, I can't do anything about this situation. Trust me, if I did, I wouldn't have hired him. I'd have left him in the bookstore." But Ron's rant about how things were down spiraling for Harry and this whole 'Serpent tongue' thing Emma had the feeling she may want to take them to the Potter Estate for Christmas to get away from the school's crazy rumors. "Ron, are you going back home for the Holiday's?"

He'd looked up from his work and shrugged, "Don't know, mum and dad usually go see Bill and Charlie for the holidays, less money if they go and we stay at school, none of us mind really, I mean we miss them but you know we still get to see them when they chose to come home for family occasions, like birthdays and all that... Why?"

"I'm going to see if your parents don't mind if I take you all to the Estate for Christmas."

"Oh, they won't care, you know that Aunt Emma. Oh, by the way, Mum was wondering if we could use the Cottage for New Year's."

Emma smiled at the thought of Molly asking about borrowing the cottage, even when she knew she never needed to ask, simply as long as they gave her a notice before hand so she could get the home in order for them. The kitchen would need stocked, the rooms fixed for them, etc. "Of course, she knows she doesn't have to ask about that unless she's asking for the key. I'll send a copy of the key to her with my letter while I'm at it actually."

Ron smiled going back to his work while Emma finished writing to Molly and Arthur, sealed the letter with a copy of the cottage key and sent it off with her personal Owl. She had been walking back to the stove of her small home while she lived in while at Hogwarts, she watched Ron scribbling something down about theories involving who could have been the one to open the chamber 50 years ago and people that could have been involved. She caught sight of the names; Lucius and Draco Malfoy and regrettably, Hagrid on the list of suspects.

Her curiosity as an Aunt and teachers aid had won over after she tried letting it go for a few minutes, but had a sinking feeling she'd regret not asking sometimes later on. "Ron, you three aren't planning anything crazy this year, are you?" she watched her nephew freeze at her question and couldn't help the smile that grew across her face while she stared into the pot of soup for dinner, "N-no, why?"

"Then why, may I ask, do you have theory's written on paper you're supposed to be doing homework with regarding the Chamber of Secrets?" she questioned with suspicion.

Ron turned in his chair and stared at her in shock and wonder, "How in Merlin's name do you do that! Every bloody time, really? Do you know everything or something?"

Now she had to laugh at that, but she had a pretty good answer, "No, you're worse than what James was when he tried hiding his papers from another's view, that man couldn't hide anything. Now, tell me what's really going on. I've heard the rumors, but I want to hear what's being said around you, Hermione and Harry, or when he isn't there..."

With a defeated sigh, Ron feast up everything, "You're right, they are mental. Harry is not even closely related to Salazar Slytherin." She laughed pouring some soup into two bowls and set one in front of Ron.

When he heard her make her remark Ron was a bit confused, the founders lived nearly over a thousand years ago, so how could she know that?

"How do you know?"

Emma had forgotten no one really knew the Potters besides James himself and Sirius, "Because I've seen both the Potter's and the Black's family tree. Trust me, Harry James Potter is not directly related to Salazar Slytherin. Let alone closely related at all. Lines get water down as the generations go on when the family splits up and spreads out."

That still didn't make Ron feel better for Harry, she said he wasn't "directly, nor closely related" to Salazar Slytherin, not that he wasn't remotely related to the Slytherin Founding Wizard. Which meant he could be somehow related in a very minor way, but the question was, how minor?

**Thank you for reading! Chapter 12 will be up as soon as I can get it there! I hope you all have enjoyed reading these as much as I have been writing them. I will admit though I had a bit of a hard time getting chapter 11 up so wish me luck with Chapter 12! Have a wonderful day/night and thank you all, again, for taking the time from your day/night to read these! I appreciate the time you've all taken and sending me reviews! I enjoy hearing from you all!