Side note just incase you wouldn't get it: Andre = shortened version of Alexandre. That is all.

The Order of the Phoenix members all sat in the dining room at Grimmauld. Dumbledore had just given the news and many of them were crying and sobbing. Severus Snape sat in a chair, his face blank but his eyes showing true sorrow. Sirius had his head in his hands, crying softly while Remus sat across from him, tears staining his face.

The sound of a door opening made them all jump up and everyone's eyes turned to the doorway. Celosia stood, looking at everyone in the room as they looked at her in turn. "Celosia," Dumbledore said softly and she turned to him.

"I just told Petunia." She whispered and Remus jumped over his chair, immediately pulling her into a hug. At the action Celosia broke down again, crying as hard as she ever cried in her life. How could kind, sweet, beautiful Lily be gone? Why couldn't it be Celosia? She could have died. If that Death Eater hadn't killed her baby maybe the prophecy would have been about her child instead of Lily's.

A few people broke out into sobs again, Molly Weasley crying into her husband's shoulder. Remus rubbed Celosia's shoulder as she pulled away. "Take a seat, Mrs. Dilaurentis." Dumbledore said in a soft voice and automatically Celosia moved to the empty chair beside Severus. Sirius shot up and pulled his chair to the other side of Celosia, grabbing her and hugging her. The two broke into sobs again and Severus closed his eyes, begging himself not to cry or show emotion. Celosia's presence beside him made him want to grab her and hug her just like Remus and Sirius had done.

"I'm going to kill him." Celosia sniffed. "I'm going to kill that bastard if he ever comes back."

Everyone in the room was quiet, sniffing here and there as they listening to Celosia's broken voice. "That bastard who got his Death Eaters to kill my husband and my baby, I'm going to kill him if he dares show his face again!"

"Celosia, you mustn't be too hasty." Dumbledore said in a calm voice. "Alexandre Dilaurentis would not want you to be like this now. He wouldn't want you to chase after You-Know-Who just for revenge. We need to wait. Harry must be the one to kill him."

"He's already gone, Albus." Kingsley said and Dumbledore shook his head.

"He will return." Dumbledore explained. "And when that time comes Harry must do the deed."

"He will only be a boy!" Sirius exclaimed.

"He will have to do it."

Sirius grabbed Celosia's hand and set it on the table, setting his head on their joined hands as he sobbed quietly again. Celosia had tears staining her face and her makeup probably looked a mess but she didn't care. So much has been taken away from her by Voldemort.

Severus stared at his hands. It had been so long since he had seen or heard from Celosia except for today, and he had already learned that she was married and had a baby on the way. His heart tightened and he swallowed a lump in his throat. "I think we should all get back to our own houses, it's getting late." Dumbledore said softly, Severus quite thankful. Many of the Order members left and Severus stood, walking out the door. Remus and Sirius stayed, Celosia staring at the wooden table in front of her.

"Celosia," She looked up, Albus Dumbledore looking at her. "I am sorry."

"Thank you, Albus." She whispered and the old man Apparated out.

Pulling her hand away from Sirius, Celosia excused herself, standing up and walking into the hall. She stopped at the bathroom door, turning the light on and looking at her reflection. She was slightly surprised her mascara hadn't messed her eyes up, but she quickly dismissed it. The look of sorrow on her face was too much to handle and she immediately walked out.

A figure was at the foot of the staircase and Celosia stopped, seeing Severus leaning against the wall in the shadows. "Severus,"

Her soft voice made him look at her. At first his eyes were in a glare but he softened his look, Celosia taking a step towards him. "I'm sorry for your loss, Celosia." He muttered and looked away.

Without any other words between them Celosia wrapped her arms around his neck, Severus surprised before wrapping his arms around her waist. "You were always there for her, Sev." She muttered, tears pouring down her eyes again as she buried her head in his collar. "You were the first friend she had who was just like her. You helped her understand everything so quickly. You brought her hope, made her strong. I don't know what Lily would have been like without you. You were her best friend."

Severus listening to the woman's words, tears threatening to pour down his eyes but her refrained, trying to comfort Celosia but unsure of what to do. "I'm so glad you met her." She continued. "You fell in love with her and followed her, never giving up until she was yours."

Severus was surprised. How did she know that? "I was always jealous of Lily." She whispered. "She had you."

So many years passed and Harry was in his third year. Severus hadn't heard of Celosia for over a decade and was slightly worried. She wasn't even there when the Order had things to do. He knew for sure she wasn't dead, and that brought relief to her.

Sirius Black was at large and Severus scowled as he hauled Harry Potter's body on a floating stretcher, Hermione Granger right behind him doing the same to a conscious Ron Weasley, who's leg was bleeding from the bite Sirius left.

Once they were in the Hospital Wing, Severus levitated Harry's body onto a spare bed, Hermione doing the same to Ron. "Ow! Bloody hell Hermione, be careful!"

"Stop being a baby." The Gryffindor sighed and Madam Pomfrey came out, immediately tending to Harry.

"Almost took a kiss from a Dementor." Severus explained briefly. "We have Black in one of the West Towers."

"Will he be alright?" Hermione asked.

"He should be, yes." Pomfrey assured, Hermione letting out a sigh. "Should just put a few potions in him and he'll wake up in an hour or two. Severus, you can handle that?"

The man nodded and Hermione plopped down on the bed Ron was at, the boy letting out a slightly pained sound. "Mione, careful with the movement!"

"Shush Mr. Weasley." Pomfrey scolded before walking towards the boy. The doors opened and everyone looked up, Albus Dumbledore standing there with a smile.

"Severus," Dumbledore greeted. "I think you should come to the teacher's lounge."

"I'd love to Headmaster but as you can see, I need to tend to Mr. Potter." Severus said, motioning to the unconscious boy beside him.

"Oh, I think you'd like to see this, Severus." Dumbledore said and Severus frowned. "Poppy can watch Harry for a few minutes. It won't take long." Severus growled before following the old man. This better be something worth seeing.

Throwing the door to the teacher's lounge open, Severus walked in, his eyes scanning the room before they widened. Before him stood a woman with long brown hair in curls, a black corset and short skirt fitting her form perfectly. Tall black boots made her at his height and her robes covered her, green eyes looking at him. A smile was flashed to him with a set of pearly whites, framed by pink lips.

"Hi Sev." Celosia Evans-Dilaurentis beamed at him and he stood in surprise. This was worth seeing. Celosia stood before him, smiling in a way that he had never seen directed towards him. Never had she ever smiled at him like that. Celosia frowned then smirked. "What, you forgot me already?"

"Hello Celosia." Severus snapped out of his thoughts, looking at her in the eye. Lily's eyes. "I haven't heard from you for over a decade."

"Yes, I know." The woman nodded, clasping her hands together, long red manicured fingernails curling on her skin. "I was taking care of my parents. Took an immense effort."

"I take it they are well?" Severus asked and Celosia's face fell slightly.

"Well I'm the sole owner of our old house." She muttered softly. "I guess that makes us neighbours now, if you're still living in your father's old house."

"Yes, it does." He nodded, Dumbledore smiling from his spot at the doorway. "I am sorry for your loss. Rose and Henry were nothing but kind to me."

"They thought of you as a son actually." Celosia smiled again. "They were fighting a battle with cancer ever since Lily's wedding. They're at peace now. Enough about me, how have you been?"

"Quite well." Severus muttered, realizing that Dumbledore had brought him here. "Same as ever. I would love to stay and catch up but I'm afraid I have something to do."

"Severus, you haven't seen Celosia in over ten years." Dumbledore insisted and Severus turned to him.

"Albus, Potter won't magically heal himself," Severus growled.

"Harry?" Celosia's soft voice made Severus turn back to him. "He's here, yes? What year?"

Severus frowned at how Celosia's attention had turned to James' son. Of course Potter was her nephew but he had enough of hearing about him, especially with the awful and sickening way Petunia was taking care of him. "Third."

"Ah, third." Celosia muttered. "It really has been long. He's thirteen now."

Severus nodded and turned back to Dumbledore. "I really should be going."

"If you insist." Dumbledore shrugged and moved out of the doorway.

"Allow me to come with you, Severus." Celosia insisted. "I've been out of the loop for so long, the least you could do is take me with you."

About to protest, Severus turned to see the woman was already at his side, staring up at him with her emerald eyes. He sighed internally, knowing it was a pointless fight. All of the Evans girls were independent and would do whatever they wanted.

Severus led her to his potion stores, Celosia marveling at the many potions and ingredients while Severus found the correct potions for Potter. "This is wonderful." Celosia smiled. "No surprise you became Potions Master."

"I was the youngest teacher when I started." Severus said smugly.

"Again, no surprise. You were always very bright."

Severus frowned, climbing down the ladder with the required potions in his hands. He led Celosia out, and the two walked to the Hospital Wing. "Where are we going?" She asked after the third set of stairs they went up.

"Hospital Wing." Severus answered and Celosia's eyes widened.

"Why is Harry there?"

"Black almost got him kissed by a Dementor." Severus growled under his breath and Celosia almost went into a rage, which Severus immediately tried to help diminish. "He's fine now, I just need to get these potions into him."

Celosia remained silent, fuming inside. "Wait, Sirius?"

Severus nodded, sighing. "He was the one who gave your sister and Potter away that night."

Celosia surprised him by letting out a laugh. "Oh Severus, that isn't true at all. It was Pettigrew. Sirius would have never done that to James, they were best friends to the very end. Sirius is Harry's godfather after all."

Severus nodded, wanting to deny it but knowing it was true. Peter Pettigrew was a coward after all. No surprise he betrayed the Potters so he could get on Voldemort's good side. How that little rat got into Gryffindor was beyond him.

Severus pushed the large doors of the Hospital Wing open, striding in as Celosia sighed, following after him.