When Rogue found out she was really Vivian Black, and asked her new found half brother to tell her all about her past. He told her how she had been a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, along with the people in the picture. Sirius also told her that once they found out about the prophesy, they had performed some sort of spell on her that caused her to return to her infant state and sent her to grow up in America in order to keep her away from Voldemort. Rogue had no idea what this "prophesy" was, so she decided, if it was about her, then she should have the right to ask what it contained.
"Well," Sirius had explained, "the prophesy stated that Harry would be the only one able to defeat Voldemort and Voldemort would not be able to harm Harry. But unknown to many people even those evolved with us at the time, the prophesy also stated that, there would be one who was able to defeat Harry, Voldemorts heir, in other words, you. Of course you weren't alive when this prophesy was made. So, Voldemort knew he needed an heir to defeat Harry and he asked one of his most devoted followers, our mother, to bare his child."
Rogue was shocked, her whole life, her whole existence was created for the sole purpose of helping Voldemort kill an innocent boy. This was the second time Rogue found out she was being used for other people's evil purposes. Rogue sighed and thought bitterly, "Whah am Ah not surprised?"
Right after Rogue told him she knew the people in the pictures' faces but didn't know their names, he automatically started telling her who they were.
The tall lanky man was James Potter, or Prongs as Sirius liked to call him, the famous Harry Potter's father and Sirius' best friend. Sirius told her countless stories about all the pranks they had pulled, at one point, it looked as though Sirius was about to cry.
The only other girl in the picture besides Rogue, was a girl named Lily Evans, who would later become Lily Potter, Harry Potter's mother. She was a know-it-all who was always yelling at James for the pranks they pulled.
The short, out of place man was know as Peter Petigrew, or Wormtail, was a short little man who, for all intentional purposes, worshipped Sirius and James and always followed them around, but would later betray Lily and James to the Dark Lord.
The tall blonde man was named Remus Lupin, who every month would have to go through the painful process of turning into a werewolf. Sirius also told her that James, Peter, and himself had all become animangus, wizards and witches who could transform into a certain animal, in order to be with Remus on the full moons.
But oddly enough, after Sirius told her all of this, Rogue still felt as though there was something he left out, something she had wanted to ask him when she first saw the picture, but had forgotten what it was.
During the week after Rogue found out who she really was, Sirius and herself had spent the vast majority of the time catching up on everything that had happened in each others lives.
One night, Rogue lie awake trying to remember what she had wanted to ask Sirius. She picked up the picture of her and her friends at Hogwarts and began to examine it again.
Then suddenly, she spotted a pale man with shoulder length black hair and automatically remembered that she had wanted to ask who this man was. She rolled over onto her side to check her alarm clock; the time flashed 1:23.
"Fuck," thought Rogue. What the hell was she doing up at 1 in the morning? She decided her question would have to wait till the time any sane person would wake up.
Eventually, Rogue drifted off to sleep, her dreams plagued by the face of the man in the picture. Her dreams, or memories as she was beginning to believe them to be, greatly bothered her, for the mere reason that she was touching someone, making skin-to-skin contact with the man in the picture.
What shocked Rogue even more was the fact that not only was she touching this man, but the contact was very affectionate and loving. But none of the images stayed long enough for Rogue to really study them, they all just flashed by, as though someone was going through a slide show too fast.
The last picture that flashed was the most shocking of them all. It was a picture of her and the pale faced man. She and the man were in a small dark room, leaning again the wall with Rogue comforting the man, who was shaking violently.
Suddenly, a door was thrown open in her dream and Rogue jolted awake and sat bolt upright. That had not been what Rogue was expecting from the man. If she had needed to know who the pale man was before, she definitely needed to know now.
Once again, Rogue rolled over onto her side to look at her clock and see what time it was. The time flashed 6:55. "Good enough" thought Rogue as she stumbled out of bed, silently cursing all of those early morning danger room sessions, and looked around her room. Her room was fairly bare, which was not normally in Rogues taste, considering her room at the Xavier Institute was covered in postures of rocks bands and her friends from the Institute, although there were very few of those pictures. But for some reason, she liked this room bare, it seemed to suit it, as though it was fine by itself.
One of Rogue favorite pictures that Rogue had back at the Institute was of Kitty, Logan, Ororo, and her. They were all standing in a group, huddled together so as to get in the picture, and everyone, even Logan, was smiling.
Rogue sighed, this was the first time she had thought about the Institute since she had been here. She wondered if they were looking for her, or even noticed she was missing. She sighed again and thought, "Oh well, even if they are, Ah cant leave here. Ah finally found mah real family! But maybeh Ah'll send Kit a letter or somethin' and tell 'em not tah worry 'bout little 'ol me."
But she would do that later, because right now, she was starving! So Rogue got dressed in her usual fishnets, combat boots, skirt, and corset top, and of course her gloves, but decided she would leave the trench coat.
Rogue was about to walk out the door when she looked in the mirror and realized she hadn't applied any of her usual make up, or war paint as some people liked to call it, yet. So, once again, she applied black eyeliner, green eyeshadow, and black lipstick that Sirius has been kind enough to purchase for her. Where he got them, Rogue has no idea. As usual, the makeup had just the right affect, the green complimenting her eyes, and the black showing off her pale skin.
After she finished dressing, Rogue headed downstairs. On her way down, she paused in front of her darling mother's portrait, which still had the curtains over it. Unfortunately this was a big mistake.
As though her mothers sensed her presence, the curtains were thrown back to reveal her mother, with her long, graying black hair and beady black eyes. Immediately, Mrs. Black started to yell and scream about how ashamed she was of Vivian and how she had hoped that Vivian would redeem the name of the Blacks.
"YOU ARE A DISGRACE! OH, IF ONLY THE DARK LORD KNEW THAT YOU WERE HERE, HE WOULD SURELY COME AND MAKE SURE YOU FUFILLED YOUR PURPOSE! IF IT WASN'T FOR THAT UNGRATEFUL BLOOD TRAITOR OF A SON, YOU WOULD ALREADY BE UNITED WITH OUR LORD!"
Suddenly, Rogue heard footsteps running up the stairs. She turned around, expecting to see Sirius, but instead, came face to face with the man she recognized from the picture as Remus Lupin. She hadn't seen him since the night she was brought here and even then, she hadn't seen his face.
Remus didn't even acknowledge her presence and went straight to the painting. At the sight of Remus, Mrs. Black began to scream louder. This seemed to aggravate Remus, for he grabbed the curtains and thrust the together, with a bit more force then was necessary, in Rogues opinion.
During this time, Rogue took the opportunity to get a closer look at the man known as Remus Lupin. He was not the young smiling teenager he once was. He was now much skinnier and paler than he was in the picture. His eyes shown with years of loneliness as compared to the picture, when he was surrounded by friends and only pure happiness shown in his blue eyes. His clothes were as matted and worn as the rest of him from years of wear.
When Rogue thought about it, his state was very reasonable considering the fact he was a werewolf. Sirius had told her about how people treated werewolves, how they were shunned from society and couldn't get an even half decent job.
Finally, it seemed as though Remus noticed Rogue, for he turned to her and attempted to give her a weak smile.
"So," he started, "how have you been enjoying your stay here at the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black?"
Rogue laughed, she had never heard this place called that before, the only thing she heard it called was "shit hole." She was glad she had laughed, because it seemed to get a real smile out of Remus. But, as quickly as the smile was there, it vanished and Remus now how a look on his face like he was trying to remember something.
Then he started again in a weak and somewhat sad voice, "So, it is true then?"
"Is what true?" Rogue replied, knowing full well what he wanted to know.
"Is it true that…that you're really Vivian?"
"Yeah, it's true, as far as I can tell."
Remus' reaction was very similar to Sirius' except for the fact that he didn't pull her into a vicious hug, but that was fine by Rogue. Tears began to form in his blue eyes, and as Rogue thought about it, she couldn't imagine what it would be like to loose a good friend. She didn't even want to think about how she would feel if Kitty ever died. Even further, the joy of having the person come back into your life after years of believing the person to be dead was completely lost to Rogue.
Rogue couldn't believe all the things the man standing in front of her went through. First, finding out he was a werewolf and being shunned by society. Second, having two of his best friends murdered. Third, losing one of his other best friends who was sent to prison because he was responsible for the death of his other two friends. And fourth, having another one of his friends be sent away and then have the person die only to find out years later that she was alive.
Then, Rogue did something that surprised both of them; she walked up to Remus and hugged him, careful to avoid skin-to-skin contact, which was a great risk considering most of her arms were bare. This seemed to be the break down point for Remus, for he began to sob into Rogue awaiting shoulder.
After about a minute of crying, Remus finally stepped back from Rogue and gave her a thankful look that clearly stated that nothing else needed to be said about the subject and happy to comply, Rogue changed the subject.
"So, where is Sirius?" she asked. She still needed to ask him about that man. She figured Remus would know, but didn't think it would be right to ask him.
"Oh, yes, Sirius. I guess he forgot to tell you. He woke up early to go over to the Burrow to visit Harry, who arrived there just last night. He found out this morning, so he didn't really have any time to tell you about it."
"Wait, isn't it dangerous fer him to go out? Ah mean, aren't there people from the Ministry still lookin' fer him?" Asked Rogue, shocked and worried that her newfound brother would do anything so rash.
"You forget, he is an unregistered animangus, and besides he isn't going out into public, he is going to the house of some of the kindest people you will ever meet." Explained Remus.
Of course, how could Rogue forget? She was probably just being an over protective little sister. Ironic huh?
"Rahght, of course. Oh, not tryin' to be rude or anythin', but what exactly brings ya here?"
Remus laughed, "Well, this is where I usually stay, but the night we brought you here, Dumbledore needed me to do something for him. So I had to go abroad for the past week and now I'm back. Oh, and I made some breakfast, if you're hungry."
So, Rogue went down with Remus to get some breakfast, and she was actually very surprised to find that it was the best breakfast she had had in a long time, especially when it was made by a man. Rogue had to wonder where he learned to cook so well.
"Dahmn, this is good! Whare did ya learn ta cook lahke this? Ah haven't had a meal this good in years! And, no offence meant to mah brotheh, but he aint thaht great of a cook."
Remus laughed, "Well, not to sound to pathetic or anything, but after years of living by myself and not being allowed to enter restaurants, I kind of had to learn how to cook well. And you're right, Sirius is a horrible cook."
"Speaking of which, there is still a long time till the summer holidays are over, and Sirius has invited Harry, two of his friends and their families to come stay here, so it might get a wee bit crowded. I am not entirely sure when they are coming but it is either going to be tonight or tomorrow. Also, the Order is going to be around a lot, they are definitely arriving tonight, and Srius and I think it would be best for you to meet the Order, if not attend the meetings. Now that you're alive, your father will be wanting to find you and since the Order of the Phoenix, it is our job to see that he does not get to you or Harry."
"Alrahght, Ah'll meet 'em, an' then see if Ah want to attend the meetin's" Rogue said, but even as she said it, she wasn't sure about her decision. She had never been with a group of wizards and witches before, she didn't know how to act what to say.
"Since when has other people's opinions of you mattered?" asked the little annoying voice in the back of Rogues head, the one that everyone hates because they are always right.
There was a comfortable silence while Rogue and Remus finished their breakfasts, until Remus looked back up at Rogue, with a look of realization on his face.
"Oh, I almost forgot, we need to make a quick stop in London to get you a wand, since we had to break you old one. And we might grab some other things depending on what you fancy."
"How am Ah supposed to pay fer that? Ah don't have any moneh. Plus, Ah don't even know how ta use a wand!" Asked Rogue, panicking. What if she got the wand and then screwed up and they realized she wasn't who they thought she was? She didn't know what she would do if that happened, she had finally found a place where she felt at home and she didn't want that to be taken away from her now.
As though Remus could sense her unrest he reassured her, "Don't worry, Sirius has left some money for you and it should be more then enough for a wand. And from what Sirius told me, you will have no trouble handling the wand, also you have the memories in there somewhere, all you have to do is have a little reminding."
Rogue wasn't convinced, so Remus went on, "Trust me, the Vivian I knew was one of the best witches I have ever met, plus, you have the blood of one of the worlds most powerful wizards running through you veins. Don't you worry about anything. Well, I guess we should head off then."
Rogue turned to leave but once again Remus spoke, "Oh, and you might want to grab a coat or something, it's a bit chilly out."
"Oh, rahght," was Rogue reply. Once more, Rogue turned to leave, but the turned back around and looked Remus in the eye and said, "Listen, Ah know ya know meh as Vivian, but do meh a favor, and don't call meh Vivian. Ah'm just not comfortable with that name yet."
Remus gave her a gentle smile, which was answer enough for Rogue, and for one last time, Rogue turned and left the kitchen.
Once both Rogue and Remus had grabbed their coats, Remus' was just as worn and tattered as the rest of his clothes, with a large assortment of patches and stitches, Remus went and stood by the fireplace. Rogue thought he was getting something and headed towards the door.
"Ah, no Rogue. We shall be traveling by Floo Powder." Said Remus, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Rahght, how foolish of meh." Said Rogue sarcastically, "What the hell is 'Floo Powder' any way?"
"Oh sorry, I keep forgetting you are 'new' to this. Well, Floo Poweder is a very common form of transportation for underage wizards and witches or just wizards or witches who don't know how to or don't want to apperate."
Rogue was about to ask what it meant to "apperate", but Remus shushed her and continued, "All you do is simply grab a fistful of this powder here," he handed Rogue a pot full of green powder, "and throw it into the fire right before you say the name of the place in which you want to go. Once you do that, it will take you through the fire places which are connected to the Floo Network, until you reach your destination. Alright now, you go first Rogue."
"How am Ah supposed ta make this work if Ah don't even know where Ah'm goin'?" asked Rogue irritably, she hated it when she didn't know something and people acted like she should know without even thinking about it.
Remus laughed and shook his head, "Once again, forgive me. We shall be going to Diagon Ally. Now be sure to pronounce everything very clearly and once you get there wait for me to arrive before wondering off. Also, we will be meeting one of my good friends and former colleague from Hogwarts, a large man that goes by the name of Hagrid."
"Shouldn't Ah call him Professeh or somethin'?" asked Rogue, she had heard that the Hogwarts professors were very stingy about being called their proper names.
Remus just laughed again, "Heavens no, if you do that, he will just start blushing and he may even cry, he is very touchy about that, he was just promoted from Ground Keeper a couple of years ago to the Care of Magical Creature jobs, he has been wanting it his whole life and he is still very modest about things. Oh, and you might get a few strange looks, but something tells me that doesn't bother you a bit."
Rogue threw her handful of powder into the fire place, which immediately turned a vivid green, stepped in, before turning back to Remus, giving him a cold death glare, and saying, "No more then Ah usually get."
"Ah still got it." Rogue thought before shouting her destination.
Rogue had already shouted "DIAGON ALLY!" before Remus could respond. So he just chuckled to him self before he to, threw in his powder, stepped into the fire, and shouted, "DIAGON ALLY!"