A/N: Thanks for reviews! I finally managed to finish the 14th chapter of Sky. I hope you like it.

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'Thoughts'

"Speak"

"Parssseltongue"

Weeks went by and Sky and Dora got to know each other again, soon being even closer friends than while living in the streets. Sky had spoken to Marcus and asked for permission to tell Dora about his life and training and Marcus had agreed, knowing how much it meant to Sky, but only if he didn't mention his mission or the Department of Mysteries. So, Sky had told Dora of his travels, training and studies without mentioning that he had been trained as an Unspeakable.

Dora had been amazed to learn of his knowledge, but hadn't questioned him of his reasons for coming to Hogwarts – of which Sky was very grateful as he didn't want to lie to her – and much to his surprise she had asked him to train her too.

"After I had settled down back home and got somewhat over your deaths, I made a decision to learn to defend myself both magically and mundane way." She had explained. "My parents didn't want me to, claiming I was too young and tried to coddle me, but as you know I don't like being told to what to do or what not to do and I had already made up my mind. Regardless of their wishes I learned even though I had to do it in secret.

"I enrolled myself to a few martial arts classes – which was easy as I only had to morph myself to look older – and taught myself wandless magic as I couldn't get a wand yet. That's pretty much all I could do by myself, but I want to continue training and I want you to teach me." She finished.

Sky couldn't find any reason to not to, so he had included her into his training sessions, though her level was nowhere near his. In fact, Sky had been happy that she wanted to learn to defend herself as he didn't want her to be helpless when Voldemort came back.

Sky's daily routine stayed the same even during the spring term, only now he was joined by Dora in his training sessions and he spend more of his free time with her, pranking people just like when they were little. The first remarkable change happened in April during one of his potion experimenting nights.

Flashback

"Damn!" Sky cussed as he shielded himself from the potion that exploded. Once again his attempt to create a cure for the Lycanthropy had failed. He banished the mess and slumped down defeated.

"Why can't I get it right?" He asked himself. He had tried hundreds of combinations but nothing worked. The closest he had gotten was when he had added Phoenix tears to the potion, but it wasn't enough to prevent the wolf from changing. During his experiments he had accidently found a way to make the potions taste better – he had accidently dropped a piece of chocolate in the potions and suddenly it tasted like chocolate – which helped Remus a lot as the Wolfsbane tasted horrible, but Sky was resolved to find a cure.

He picked himself up and started making the potion again, not willing to give up no matter how many times he failed. He carefully prepared the ingredients before setting the potion up. After a while there was a flash of light and Shadow flashed herself to the RoR.

"Hey girl." Sky greeted her stroking her feathers and Shadow crooned in response.

"What am I missing? The microscope showed your tears fought the wolf-gene in Moony's blood but couldn't conquer it." Sky said absentmindedly. "And every time I tried to add more tears it exploded.

Shadow sang comfortingly for him before taking flight and leaving one of his tail feathers after her before flying to her perch. Sky stared at the feather for a moment before looking at Shadow.

"You want me to add your feather with the tears?" He asked excitement creeping in to his voice. Shadow crooned in agreement before going to sleep and Sky got to work. 'It could work.' Sky thought excitedly as he prepared the rest of the ingredients. 'Not much is known about phoenixes' feathers.'

It took two hours till Sky was at the point when he had to add the new ingredient. Holding his breath he dropped the feather into the cauldron and waited for the impact, ready to shield if it exploded. The potion stirred for a few minutes, slowly turning from brown to dark gray. Anxiously Sky took it off the fire and waited for it to cool down before taking a vial of Moony's blood and adding little of the potions to it. He put it under his microscope and waited for an effect.

Sky watched as the potion absorbed into the blood that held the amber colored wolf-gene. He could see the two substances fighting with each other for dominance until everything turned red. Sky waited for a few minutes to see if the effect was permanent, but nothing happened. It seemed that the only thing left was Remus' blood.

Sky observed the blood for nearly half an hour, not daring to wish that he had really succeeded, when suddenly he saw a faint blue vein appear in the blood. He quickly changed Remus' blood sample to Sirius' and saw that they were the same. Both had a faint blue vein in their blood and Sky knew that he had it too, for they were Animagus.

Sky stared at the samples in shock checking that they were the same over and over again before it finally sank into him – he had found the Cure.

"Yes. Yes, yes yes!" Sky whooped. "I did it, I did it! Yes!"

He jumped around the room and hugged Shadow, who was not happy for being woken up from her nap, though she crooned happily as she saw her human so happy. Sky continued his cheering and dancing around the room and didn't notice Dora entering.

"What are you doing?" She asked clearly amused as she saw her friend acting so out of character as he whirled around the Room. Sky just grinned and pulled her with him whirling her around repeating 'I did it' over and over again.

"What did you do?" Dora laughed trying to stop the dizziness.

"I found the cure! I found the cure for Remus!" Sky grinned happily.

Dora stared at him in shock before shrieking and hugging him tightly.

"Oh my god! Congratulations!" She said. "I knew if anyone could do it, it would be you."

"Thanks." Sky said blushing lightly. He was still not overly comfortable with compliments.

"When are you gonna tell Remus?"

"I don't know." Sky said. "I need to make sure it truly works and that I can make more before I risk giving it to him. According to my observations it should change the wolf into an Animagus form."

"Wow." Dora said. "So how did you do it?"

"It was actually Shadow who helped me out." He grinned. "She told me to use both Phoenix's tear and a tail feather, and it worked."

"I have never heard of using a Phoenix's tail feather in a potion." Dora said in amazement.

"Me either. That's probably why no one has ever found a cure before."

"Yeah. Just imagine how many potions could be created if added a tail feather."

"I know, but Phoenix' feathers are not exactly a common thing to come by." Sky said.

"True." Dora agreed.

"Anyway, what brings you here in the middle of the night?" Sky asked.

"In the middle of the night? It's nearly eight in the morning, Sky." Dora laughed. "I came to get you, when I didn't see you at breakfast."

"What?!" Sky exclaimed casting a tempus charm. It showed 07.47. "Damn, I've been here the whole night. And I missed my morning workout."

"You haven't slept at all?" Dora asked.

"Guess not. I've been too focused on brewing, but frankly, I think finding the cure is worth losing one night's sleep." Sky said.

"True, but now you're coming with me to the kitchens to eat some breakfast and then we need to get to class. You can sleep there." Dora said with a voice that clearly said 'no arguments'.

"Geez, you're as bad as Panther or Alice." Sky muttered rolling his eyes before lifting his hands in surrender as Dora glared at him. "Fine, just let me clear this up and then we can go."

End of Flashback

Sky had yet to send the cure for Remus as the full moon had just passed and he wanted to observe it to be sure it was safe and had no serious side effects. Plus he thought the cure would be a perfect wedding present for the pair, though Sky thought he would probably give it to Remus in advance since the wedding wouldn't be till June and he didn't want Remus to suffer because of his disease anymore.

Now however Sky's mind was far from Remus and the Cure as he thought back to his latest encounter with Quirrell.

Flashback

Sky was walking towards his charms class lost in his thoughts as he bumped into someone and lost his balance. He looked up and saw that the person he bumped into was no other than Quirrell, who was hurriedly adjusting his turban.

"I'm sorry for bumping into you, professor. I should've paid more attention to my surroundings." Sky said his voice sincere.

"I-It'ss q-quite a-alright, M-Mr. E-Evans." Quirrell stuttered looking down right terrified. As he stumbled forward past him, Sky could swear he heard a quiet hissing sound and could detect the words 'punish' and 'incompetent fool'.

End of Flashback

And that was what Sky was pondering at the moment. He was sure the words were said in Parseltongue, but Quirrell couldn't be a Speaker, could he? No, it would be know if he was – there hadn't been a Speaker since Riddle, except for Sky of course, and the DoM would know if there was. They kept track of things like that.

"Why do you look ssso troubled, SSSky?" Dexter hissed as he slithered down his arm.

"I wasss thinking about Quirrell." Sky said.

"I do not like that human." Dexter said and Sky had to bit his tongue to not to point out that the snake didn't like humans as a rule apart from few selected like Sky, Marcus, Remus, Dora and Sirius – though he still liked to scare Sirius at times.

"He sssmellsss foul." The snake continued.

"What do you mean foul?" Sky asked frowned.

"There isss sssomething wrong with hisss aura. It isss tainted." Dexter said.

"Why do you think that isss? And do you think he could be a SSSpeaker?"

"No, he isss not a SSSpeaker, but he carriesss sssomething with him that ssspeaksss. I do not know what it isss, but it isss not a ssserpent." Dexter said curling himself lazily around Sky's wrist.

"I knew I heard Parssseltongue when I bumped into him yesterday." Sky said more to himself. "Now I jussst need to find out what it isss."

"The thing sssaid he would punisssh him for nearly exposssing him and called him an incompetent fool." Dexter hissed.

"You heard what he said?" Sky asked in amazement. He had forgotten Dexter had been around his wrist when he bumped into Quirrell. And usually even when he was with him, Dexter slept most of the time, so he hadn't thought to ask his familiar if he had heard something. "Why didn't you say something?"

"Becaussse you didn't asssk." Dexter said smugly before going back to sleep.

Sky just rolled his eyes at him and muttered something about cheeky serpents.

Marcus smiled as he sat in his office reading at the latest letter Sky had sent him along with his report. He told him about all the pranks he had gotten up to with Dora and Marcus couldn't help but smile at the thought of Sky acting his age like he was supposed to. Dora was really good to him and brought out the childish side of Sky more often, though Marcus could see from the first meeting that the girl, like Sky, was mature for her age.

It still bothered Marcus a little of how he hadn't realized he had only seen two burned bodies before he found Sky and not three. He should've realized it and maybe Sky hadn't gone through so much pain at the time. Marcus had always know that while Sky had loved Fox and Blake, Dora had been the most important of them to him and the one he missed the most. He could hear it in his voice every time he talked about them and Marcus was very glad they had found each other again.

The guilt though, that he felt for not realizing Dora wasn't in the shack, was quickly demolished by Sky back in Christmas.

Flashback

Marcus stood looking out of the window the RoR provided him, lost in his thoughts. He thought back to the day he had found Sky and tried to figure out how he had missed the fact that Dora could be alive.

After hearing Dora's story from Sky he had started thinking and was now replaying the scene in his mind. He watched the memory play out and didn't even have to watch it to the end when he realized his mistake – he had only seen two bodies. He had never thought about it before, but he had only encountered two bodies and neither of them had been fitting to be a six-year-old girl's. He had only assumed all inhabitants in the shack had died, after Sky had told him of his family, apart from Sky and not thought about the fact that he only saw two bodies.

The guilt crept over him as he thought of what he could've done had he checked the facts. He could have tracked Dora down. Sky would have had his best friend with him as he grew up and he wouldn't have been so mature for his age. He could have had a better childhood with a friend of his age – he would have been happier.

"Marcus?" He heard a voice call him from behind him and turned around to see Sky's emerald eyes looking at him concerned. "You okay?"

"I'm fine Sky." Marcus said dismissively, but Sky folded his arms and gave him a look 'I know you better than that', and he sighed.

"I'm sorry Sky."

"For what?" Sky asked confused.

"For not realizing before… I saw two bodies in the shack when I found you. Neither of them could have been Dora's, but I never thought about it after finding you. I was the one who told you they were all dead and I didn't even verify the facts. You told me there were three others with you in the shack, but I never realized I only saw two of them." Marcus sighed. "Had I realized… We could have found her and you could have had a better childhood… You wouldn't have had to go through all the pain…"

"Marcus… Dad." Sky said stopping his tirade. "There is nothing to apologize for. You couldn't have known there wasn't a third body even though you only saw two – you didn't have time to search the whole shack, did you? And sure, you could have checked from the police or something, but you had me to take care of and worry about. Me, who was abused and scared and needed you to get through me and help me out of all the blocks and everything… Besides, it was me who told you there were three others. Why wouldn't you have believed me? And I couldn't have had much better childhood than the one I have had. You know I was never really a child, not even then, and you let me keep the little innocence I had left in me. You took me to amusement parks and zoos and Quidditch matches and played with me and taught me and gave me space when I needed it and just were there when I needed you.

"It would have been nice to have Dora there with me or at least know she was alive and okay, but I wouldn't change my childhood for anything. Not for my biological parents or Fox and Blake. You, Sirius and Remus are my family. You are my dad. Now get over it and get it into your thick head that you're the best dad a kid like me could ask for. You heard what Dora said about her parents – they don't accept her maturity and independence." Sky finished his rant.

Marcus stared at the boy he thought as his son for a moment before pulling him into a hug.

"You're right, Sky, as always." He said as he hugged him tightly.

"Why is it always me that has to keep these rants at you?" Sky mumbled into his shoulder and Marcus laughed.

"I love you kiddo." He said.

"I love you too dad."

End of Flashback

Marcus knew Sky had been right, but still a small part of him doubted himself as a parent. He felt like he had failed his daughter for not being able to protect her and his wife and now he tried to be there for his son. He would do anything to make sure Sky would be safe and could protect himself.

Marcus shook himself out of his thoughts and finished the letter before turning to the report. He skimmed it through and found himself worried about the part with Quirrell. There was definitely something wrong with that man. He only hoped Sky and Flitwick would find out what until it was too late.

"Mr. Evans." Flitwick said as he dismissed the class. "If you'd stay for a moment."

"Sure, professor." Sky said and nodded to Dora, who then left with the other students. "What can I do for you?" He asked putting up privacy charms as everyone left.

"I heard about your recent suspicions of Quirrell from Marcus." Flitwick said and Sky nodded. "Do you have any idea what it could be? I have discreetly scanned him with more than a few charms but found nothing. He is not under any curses or potions."

"I know I did that too on the very first day I arrived here." Sky said. "I think it has something to do with his turban. There's a very strange smell around him, I'm sure you have noticed."

"Yes, I have. There are very amusing rumors about it among the students." Flitwick chuckled.

"Yeah." Sky smirked. He had heard everything from garlic to a vault for his money. Both agents sat lost in their thoughts for a moment before Sky said:

"I think there's a possibility that he's being possessed."

"Possessed?!" Flitwick exclaimed his eyes widening. "By whom?"

"Voldemort." Sky said curtly as it was obvious.

"But he is dead. Young Harry Potter killed him ten years ago." Flitwick said bemused.

"Marcus didn't tell you?" Sky asked raising his eyebrow in surprise. "Voldemort didn't die that night. He only lost his body and vanished. His spirit still lingers here trying to regain a new body. And I think I mentioned it when I first told you of my suspicious."

"Dear Merlin, I had no idea. I probably missed it, if you mentioned it – it was quite a shocking evening after all. We haven't had that much of excitement in years…" Flitwick trailed off. "And no, Marcus never told me any of it. But then again I haven't been in very close contact with the DoM since the last War. I like many others left to pursue another career, only I found my passion in teaching. I only send an occasional report when the Headmaster was up to something questionable or the spies among the students needed to contact the DoM. I have only been back as an active agent since last summer when Marcus informed me of your arrival."

Sky nodded in understanding. "Once an Unspeakable, always an Unspeakable." He stated.

Marcus had told him of the numerous agents that had left the DoM after the War to pursue their dreams and to start a family or something. Being an Unspeakable was a life-long attachment, but it didn't mean they had to be active all their life. There were many ministry employees, shop owners, curse breakers, Quidditch players and everything one could think of, who were Unspeakables, who had gone through the training but weren't working actively for the DoM. They were required to return to service, so to speak, in time of crises and wars like Voldemort's first era, but were otherwise free to do what they wished. Many of them – especially in the Ministry – kept an eye on things and reported back to the DoM, which was how the DoM was so knowledgeable of everything that went on in the wizarding world. One could say they had ears and eyes everywhere in Britain, in both magical and mundane side.

"Yes." Flitwick said. "Now, why do you say Voldemort didn't die ten years ago?"

"It's not clear yet how he survived, but survive he did…" Sky said and then proceeded to tell Flitwick of Marcus' investigation at the house in Godric's Hollow and of how Harry Potter survived the killing curse.

"And now you think he is possessing Quirrell in order to get to the Stone." Flitwick concluded.

"Yes and I think Quirrell is doing it willingly. It would explain why none of the detection spells worked as they only work when someone is forced to do something against his/her will. It would also explain why I heard Parseltongue when I bumped into him a last week. Voldemort is the only Parseltongue at the moment apart from myself."

"You're a Parselmouth?" Flitwick said in amazement.

"Yes."

"Fascinating!" Flitwick said excitedly. "Now however we must do something about Quirrell. We can't just inform the Headmaster of it; he will no doubt let the matter slide without alerting the proper authorities."

"We can't inform the Ministry either so long as Fudge is in power - at least not without enough witnesses. He will try to cover the fact that Voldemort is still alive even with solid evidence. He's too much of a coward to face the truth and do something about it." Sky commented.

"So what shall we do?" Flitwick mused.

"I have an idea." Sky said with a mischievous smirk that would make the Marauders proud. And so the plotting began.

A/N: Thanks for reading! I hope you liked it. Please review and tell me of your thoughts on the story.

The next chapter might take a while as I'm writing my studentexamen in few weeks and I gotta read. Please be patient with me. I will update as soon as I can. :)

- Dalnim