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UPDATED:9/30/2019

Chapter 40

Sirius sighed as he walked out of the room, an arm around Harry whose eyes were red and puffy from crying a letter held tightly in hand, a letter from Sirius addressed to Harry.

Just about everyone was asleep besides 'Amara', Arthur, Tonks and Remus and Amos Diggory. All watched the two walk back into the kitchen and their conversation quickly silenced, "Sirius? Is everything alright?" Amara asked standing from her chair, she wasn't expecting Harry to charge her wrapping his arms around her and begin crying all over again, "I had too, I'm sorry… You weren't in there Fox." Sirius spoke softly, saddened he'd even allowed it to happen in the first place.

Emma was stunned, shocked and frightened as her hold around Harry tightened, "You told him?"

"No, when he made the decision, I wrote a letter, like he did for himself, the one he gave to Dumbledore for safe keeping. But yes, he knows… We never should have allowed him to make that decision, I should have stopped it before he even went through with it. Train him, start in the morning, attend Hogwarts undercover as Snape's Potions assistant. Help Harry guard his mind. Make the uncontrollable the controlled. You do that, and you win this round against him."

Emma didn't know what to say, she could only stare at her husband, he'd done what she'd been hurting to do for months and all it took was for Harry to witness one Memory? Or did Sirius show him more than one? "What did you show him?"

"The lake… And…Godric's Hollow." Sirius admitted with a sigh, he didn't want to say it, he didn't want to admit it, because he knew the look, she was giving him now was the exact look she would have given him, a look of shock, horror and fear. "Y-you showed him-"

"I asked too see it," Harry clarified, he hadn't unburied his face from her shoulder yet, he was taking his time to let all the information from Sirius's letter sink in. That it had been his idea to have Dumbledore erase his memory of her being alive, that he wanted to be in the kind of pain he had endured since before September.

"Harry, I didn't want you to witness that memory-"

"What did Wormtail do to make you as silent as you were? Why didn't you just cast a spell at him?"

Emma sighed and rested her chin atop his head and rubbed his back to comfort him, "Come on," she said leading him and Sirius back to the Pensieve, pulled the memory from her and dosed it into the magical liquid swirling, "Go ahead," and in they went.

Memory-

Emma taken notice of how strange Peter had been acting since he'd taken up as the Keeper, he was jumpy by nature, but that was just him. She knew something was different and she couldn't quite figure out as to what was strange about him. Almost like he wasn't himself, even more so of the morning of October 31. "The finished memory?" Harry asking in question as he and Sirius looked around, they both finally saw the calculating thoughts running through Emma as she watched Wormtail, a look set in her eyes, a hard look saying she was thinking rather hard, "She likely figured him out, " Sirius said as he and Harry looked between the two.

"You alright there, Wormtail? Would you like some Coffee?" she asked him, he sat in an armchair, his eyes wandered everywhere, like he'd see a ghost pop out from around the corner, or worse the Boogie-Man, "Uh-uh, y-yeah, yes please… Thank you." He accepted the warm cup of morning caffeine as Lily and James walked down still in their Pajamas yawning.

Lily sighed, "James, care to give it a try?" She asked her husband with a bit of a tired laugh after fifteen more minutes of Harry's fussing.

James had smiled, set his coffee and Daily Prophet down and moved to sit next to Harry, took the spoon and did the cute and funny, "Here's the airplane, Zoom," Harry had laughed, smiled and clapped his hands and ate his breakfast just like that, finishing in a little over five minutes later.

"You know? With the memory is completed, it doesn't look so threatening. Wormtail doesn't even look threatening, yet." Harry said with a smile as he watched his infant self and parents. They looked happy.

They watched Emma smile and giggle to herself as she leaned against the counters, warm mug in hand and dressed in her casual black leggings, and her clothes hadn't changed one bit either. She was still in Gabby's favorite oversized red knitted sweater and a gold, red and orange scarf with boot socks fit for October weather. Her long, dark red, hair wave down her back. Though her eyes continued to travel over to Peter who still looked as though he was panicking on the inside as he watched the family cooing over their one-year old son. And the two seeing the memory had seen it, she was watching every move, watching Peter. "She knows, she knew something wasn't right and was trying to figure it out." Sirius said to himself as he looked her memory self in the eyes, they were harder than before, and she looked tense. Sirius was very glad she had taken to some of his lessons he'd given her. Lesson's he took in his Auror classes and studied under with his mentor. She was good.

Emma smiled and nodded her head a bit at Peter when his eyes moved over to her, but her smile hadn't reached her eyes and that was when Emma saw it. Fear, jealousy, and a look of pure evil and delight of deviousness.

Peter knew then, that Emma had figured him out, a wicked grin spread across his face as Emma's heart stopped. He's hand had slowly pulled his wand from its place and 'playfully' flicked it towards the family. His wand directed straight at Harry, freezing her instantly in her stop, a look of utter horror on her face and the couple was too distracted by their adorable son to notice anything was amiss.

They were pulled back out and panted for some fresh air as they looked at her, "You figured him out and he threatened Harry, Lily and James. He used them against you-"

"My wand was also missing, and I had no idea where James had his nor Lily's until later that night. By then it was too late. Voldemort disintegrated James' wand and the table and the Death Eaters destroyed their bedroom and Lily's wand was likely destroyed or lost in the debris. I had nothing to use to take him on. He'd have either killed me or stunned me unconscious and I'd have likely not made it to warn them. So, I stayed close and when he was no longer there, I took a chance and we tried to make a run for it. But without my wand I hand no magical way of guarding the house." She explained. Her eyes gazing out with flashed memories of the night, the fear and the terror was still fresh to her.

Christmas and New Year's vacation was spent with Emma training Harry to guard his mind. They started with small doses and he was making good progress. Harry could guard his mind well, but she was still able to get to some pieces, vital pieces, yet thankfully not all of it. They had two more days until they went back to school. Dumbledore had refused her aid at the school, so she would be useless there.

"I'm not good enough, again," Harry panted tiredly.

Worried Emma sighed, "You're pushing yourself, don't. Don't force it, you need to relax your body and mind, guard it. When you feel a force in your mind push you, push back. Think of the happiest moment you have and use that as your guard. Better yet, think of your mum and dad." Truth be told Emma thought that would work a lot more than it had, but it still helped a lot more than he had been doing previously. "Good, however, I believe you need a break. Come on, some food and drink and a nap. You're exhausted."

2nd week of January

School had resumed, and Ron had once again been kidnapped by his girlfriend who had nicknamed the poor boy, "Won-Won".

This had caused Hermione, Lavender, Ginny and Alicia to nearly vomit when they'd hear the name and the girls voice. She was pretty, yes, smart, yes. However, she was "damn near annoying to make someone's ears kill over!" was Lavender's very words.

"Just try to be nice if she talks to you, she is a smart girl and she has a good heart she's just annoying is all." Hermione said softly with a huff as Harry ran up behind them and wrapped his arms around Alicia and kissed her cheek as he walked with them.

"Where's Draco?" Ginny asked looking around with wonder, "He'll be along shortly." Harry said with a grin as the blond and Morgan came out from around a corner laughing. Draco quickly picked up Ginny and spun the laughing girl.

"Where's Cho?" Alicia asked curiously, she had seen how close the two had gotten and became worried when she saw Morgan's fallen face. "I told her she needed to take some more time to cope over Ced. She's constantly asking if I'm him in disguise and helping Dumbledore and the order. I feel bad she's under the impression I'm Cedric. Cedric Diggory is dead, unfortunately. She's understandably upset with me. Probably thinks I'm lying to her. I think she took Cedric's death harder than we all believed her to have…"

"I'm sorry Morgan." Alicia said sadly, she felt terrible for them both, one was Cedric's best friend the other was his previous girlfriend. Alicia knew Morgan was not Cedric simply because when she had returned home and mentioned her own same assumption to her uncle, Amos had sadly shown her a photo album of Cedric growing up, many of them holding pictures of the two boys. "My uncle has pictures of you and Ced growing up together, would you like me to write to him and ask to send the album to show her? Maybe that will help her mourn him." Alicia offered.

"That's the problem, I have the same pictures. I showed her, and she still doesn't want to believe it." Morgan clarified, this confused Alicia because Cho was a smart girl, a hurt and mournful girl, but smart none the less and that didn't sound like Cho at all.

"I think I'll still speak with her just in case."

But Cho would still hear nothing of it, the poor girl was in pure denial and slipping into a depression, "He isn't dead, I know it. He's still alive, I can feel it, Alicia I can feel it." Cho cried, Luna had sat with the two girls that night, gently rubbing Cho's back as she cried into Alicia's arms. Honestly, Alicia had no room to speak, because half the time she too could swear she'd seen Cedric, then try looking again and he'd be gone!

Her conclusion that she had either gone mad or she was seeing ghosts, but the Hogwarts Ghosts, any ghost, she had ever seen had lost their color and was transparently blue or silver colored. Yet, when she'd think she was seeing her cousin by a glance he still had his color, but it looked as if he was in different clothes and then be gone. But they had buried him, open coffin, he was cold and stiff, his eyes closed. The body they had buried was in fact Cedric Digger. So, why was Alicia still seeing him and why was Cho swearing to Heaven and Hell that she knew he was still alive, and she could feel it in her bones? She, nor Luna, had an answer.

Weeks had passed, and Hermione was still not on much speaking terms with Ron and to their horror, Ron had gotten drugged by a very strong Love Potion, which Penelope Clearwater had been reprimanded for and given detentions for two months and was flunked in her potions class by Slughorn.

Their problems had not remained there, Ron had been poisoned just moments later when Slughorn had offered them some Liquorish wine he had other plans for. In Slughorn's mass confusion he had panicked, and Harry had rushed through Slughorn's Potion herbs and shoved Bezoar down Ron's throat.

Harry and Slughorn had rushed Ron to Poppy in a hurry, who quickly assessed him and cleared him in safe lines, yet she wanted him to stay overnight to keep an eye on his health. This had resulted in his girlfriend storming through screeching about if he'd been asking for her, only she had gotten rather testy when she saw Hermione sitting next to Ron.

Lavender had grounded her teeth rather harshly holding back her verbal spill, knowing Hermione could very much handle herself as the Hufflepuff girl had verbally attacked her friend. But, to their pleasure Hermione had shot right back to her "-and for the record I have always found him interesting!" Feeling as if she had said a bit too much out in the open she glanced to Harry and Draco, Harry was the only one who was not grinning, aside from Draco who was grinning like a crazy happy puppy as Lavender stood behind her and placed a comforting hand to her friends' arm.

The poor Hufflepuff had stormed from the hospital wing in tears when Ron began talking in his sleep, calling out for Hermione. They felt terrible for the poor girl that had run off, she really was a sweet girl, but they had the impression that Ron had been her biggest crush, which was why she found Hermione a threat and was very clingy to Ron, fearful she, or someone else, may take him from her. But her clinging nature to the relationship may have just been what caused the rift.

All the while back with the Order, they were running through options and actions to take, they couldn't keep up with Voldemort, and Bellatrix was proving to be more Psychotic, wouldn't let Narcissa out of her sights.

The Order had three failed attempts to 'kidnap' Narcissa, Emma or someone else nearly getting killed in the process, each time Narcissa begging them to leave her behind. And to Emma's horror, dislike, and better judgement, they had done as requested.

May 3rd, 1997

Months had dragged on, Athella and Horus were not on speaking terms with Snape and the same went to him. He was barely speaking to his children, never asked or sent word to Molly or Emma regarding their safety or health, he had severed nearly ever contact with them, even little Marlene. Who had begun to get confused regarding 'mommy' and 'daddy'. Athella and Horus had sat the almost 2-year-old baby girl down and showed her the family photo album pointing to their mum and dad, the pictures were the only time you'd have seen proof that Severus Snape could smile and love.

The twins knew their father was up to something, and Horus wanted to find out, but their father had taken him off to the side and told him he was doing everything to keep them safe and alive, to put his faith in the Weasley's and Harry and Emma, "Keep your sister's safe, Horus. You're all they have left."

June 6th, 1997

Emma had gotten tired of Dumbledore's and Severus's strange behavior, all coming to the point as she stormed Dumbledore's office.

Emma was terrified as to what he was planning, everything he had done so far pointed to Suicide, something no one should go through, no one should feel that pain, nor the fear that came with it, "Albus, what are you doing?" Emma asked with worry, unshed tears in her eyes. He'd been more pulled back, not wanting to confide in anyone any longer, even asked Alastor, Emma, Sirius and Remus to take over the Oder in his place and had retreated back into Hogwarts after handing over all the information he could turn over to them, every memory he had regarding Tom Riddle and then of who he'd become, Voldemort, "I'm helping your sons and daughter, Emma. I'm helping you and Sirius. The Order. The Magical community."

"But what about you and Severus, Albus? Don't do this. Think of Gabby's kids. The twins and Marlene-"

"Emma, Albus and I are fated for death. We knew this, that was unavoidable." Severus spoke up from behind her, something he was getting rather good at sneaking up behind her, something she really hated.

But the sad face he wore as she stared at him was what not only scared her, it ticked her off, "You knew? You knew from the very beginning that you'd be leaving Gabby with the children? All alone?"

"… Yes…"

"And now with your wife dead, your children will grow up never truly knowing you. Never truly knowing Gabrielle?"

"…Yes…"

Each word was like a heated fire poker was being driven right through each one of their hearts, "You can't- why would you-"

"Emma, Severus and I have unfinished business to discuss, business you have no need to be involved in, I shall speak with you tomorrow dear girl." Dumbledore spoke softly to tearing eyed redhead as he gently grabbed her hands in his, and with a deep sigh, kissed her forehead, "You and Gabrielle were the best children I wish I had had in my life. She gave me grandchildren, great-grandchildren actually, but she was more like a daughter. You have so much more to do in this life than I Emma, continue my work, even when I'm gone. Now go, give my love to the children, and yours... Oh, and Emma?"

"Hm?" She couldn't speak, she was too afraid of crying, her eyes were too filled, this sounded a lot like goodbye to her, and she didn't like it. "Tell the Order Members I said thank you, for everything."

Emma gave a sad nod as the elder man hugged her, "Go on home Emma." She had sadly walked towards the stares back towards his office below but had been stopped when Albus had smiled and stopped her for one last time, "Oh and um, Congratulations." This had confused her fully, but she nodded her head either way, she moved her foot just once to leave and a though had hit her, if this was goodbye then she was going to say something to ease not only her mind and hoped it would ease himself also, "Albus?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you."

She had waited for word from Albus, she had left then returned, waiting in his office, something did not feel right. Upon hearing something up in the tower, Emma had moved to rush up, but had been caught by Severus who held a figure to his lips, a sign to be silent. But he'd caught her off guard when he hugged her tightly and whispered, "I'm sorry," in her ear and headed up to the commotion. She was once again shocked when Harry had been grabbed by Snape and tossed over to Emma and was given the same signal to stay silent.

Their hearts had fallen to their stomachs when Snape had not only stopped Finn from killing Dumbledore but had raised his own wand towards the Headmaster himself.

"Oh please, Severus, let the boy do his dues for the Dark Lord. He wants to, doesn't he?" Bellatrix grinned, wrapping a protective arm around the boy as she glared at the Dark Arts teacher, "Yes, I know he wishes to do so, but he's still too young to have such a burden on his shoulders. Not to mention he hesitated not ten seconds before you lot arrived." Severus said coldly.

Dumbledore was in pain, Emma and Severus could see it, Harry knew it simply because he'd been with him, the locket was tightly wrapped in his clinching hand as he watched helplessly.

"Severus, please?" Albus said sadly, Emma saw the pain in Severus, something Harry was blind too because he's eyes were flying between Snape and Dumbledore.

Emma had to bite her tongue and hold Harry back with a hand over his mouth to keep the poor boy from screaming out as a flash of green flew across the tower and sent Albus Dumbledore back and over the railing all the way down. She pulled her nephew back away from the site as the Death Eaters laughed and stormed around destroying everything in sight, Bellatrix sending up the Dark Mark into the skies above Hogwarts and they retreated.

Harry rushed after Snape and Emma rushed after Harry, as he shouted after his previous teacher, "SNAPE! HE TRUSTED YOU!"

Emma's disguise was an automatic activation if she left any of the safe houses. No one besides Dumbledore, Severus, Harry and the Order knew of her disguise Something she was both irritated with but blessed to have had just in case.

Harry had closed in on them fast, Bellatrix wanting to kill him, Snape stopping the crazy Witch, and Harry had begun a duel between the two. Emma had rushed them and deflected the curse that was meant to knock Harry back and incapacitate him. She wasn't expecting Bellatrix to still be somewhere around the area, and that was her mistake when she'd felt a painfully sear in her side that had pulled the air from her lungs painfully causing her to titter on her quickly weakening legs.

"NO!" Harry screamed, catching the brunette in his arms as her legs gave out. A painful huff left her as she held her side, not realizing she was bleeding out until she'd looked down, finding her hands tightly closed to her side and covered with still spilling blood with Harry trying his best to keep the pressure, "Mum? No, no, no… You're not doing this again, mum!"

"Severus! Come on!" Bellatrix screamed. He'd taken a few steps to them in worry, tears clouding his eyes, Emma was once again down for the count and bleeding profusely, "Potter," his words had grasped the crying boys' attention, eyes that were filled with hate and betrayal. Severus had once again caught the boy off guard when he gave him a counter curse to heal the dying woman in his arms, then he was gone in a clouded swirl of smoke.

"HARRY! FOX!" Harry's heart raced once more as his mind sped back up, "Dad! Over here, she's bleeding, I ca-can't stop it! She's dying! I'm sorry," he cried as Sirius slid to his knees next to them, pulling Emma into his arms.

"No, no, no, no. Fox, ke-keep your eyes open. Yeah, hey. There you are, come on, keep your eyes open. Hey beautiful," it was like he was speaking to an infant, yet the deep green eyes he was staring into looked tired and fleeting.

Yet she managed to smile a bit, "Si'us…. I see you… see, right there- Why 'm I cold?"

"EMMA!" Remus shouted, Tonks following behind him with fear and worry, "Emmie!" both falling to their knees, Tonks pulling a crying Harry into her arms, hiding his eyes from the sight. He'd watched enough death.

"Gab's?" Tonks' heart broke, she was fading fast.

"Emma, keep your heart beating! Emma!" Remus's words trembled from his lips as he took Tonks' jacket and tied it around Emma's wound and his own sweater used to apply pressure as a type of gauze to her wound. "Emma…. Emma open your eyes!"

"FOX!" Sirius's crying scream was the last she heard before everything faded into darkness, but the voice she'd heard ringing through her ears was James Potter. A memory from the first fateful night, when everything started. "FOX!"

But voices continued to flee into her ears, she still felt cold and could barely move, all she heard were beeps on monitors and half voices, "Why isn't she waking up?"

"Dumbledore's dead,"

"Draco are you alright?"

"Coma?"

"Is she dying?"

"Harry,"

"Sirius, calm down!"

"It's been three weeks,"

"I think it's time to pull the plug-"

"GO TO HELL!"

"You're not touching my mother!"

"Emma, you have to wake up,"

"Gabby?"

"Come on Fox, wake up!"

"Emma Rose Evans - Black WAKE UP!"

"Emma,"

"Wow, where the heck am I?" Emma asked, looking around in confusion, she had no idea where she was really. Her heart jumped half up her throat when she found Albus, "Emma, you have to wake up."

"How!"

"Don't think, just chose it." Albus said with a sad smile.

"What?"

A choking gasp filled the hospital room with the Heart monitor going crazy with an elevated heart rate beeping in red alert as Doctor and nurses swarmed in, pushing people out of the room as they took the breathing tube out of her sore throat and turning her on her side letting her vomit over the side of the bed into a wastebasket, all the while she tried to choke out, "Albus-"

The Doctors checked her over, all the while giving one another worried looks and left, letting just a few people into the room after explaining what she had rambled about while they were in her room.

She repeated herself when Sirius walked in, sad yet happy, his saddened smile faded fast when she started back up again, "Albus, Severus-" But Sirius raised a hand in front of him, eyes closed sadly with a sigh, "Emma, Albus Dumbledore was murdered about a month ago, by Severus Snape." He saw her tears and her confusion, she barely remembered that night, just a flash of green, Severus fleeing something, Hagrid's home a flame then a searing pain at her side, blood and someone screaming for her to wake up.

"What?" Emma choked out. Her tears streaming down her face at the news.