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Belle choked back the tears unsuccessfully.
"H...how?" she demanded.
"Well she didn't put her earmuffs on properly and the mandrake's scream killed her."
"You can go now." she snapped, shutting the door and running over to her bed.
She lay on the bed and sobbed.
She didn't stop for at least two hours.
Then, she told herself to think logically. She had to find somewhere to live, and someone to live with.
Sniffing, she sat up, and glanced in the mirror.
"Stupid! How could you even think about your looks at a time like this!" she scolded herself, banging her head continuously on the metal bar on her bed.
After about half an hour, she had a huge black bruise on her head.
Belle got to her feet.
"Remia." she said softly to herself.
Remia Lupin (yes, Remus Lupin's sister, who is still in touch with him, via phone mostly, she's thirty-four) was a great friend of Aunt Hallie. She would know exactly what Belle should do. Running the fastest she had run in a long time, she arrived at Remia's cottage.
"Remia!" she yelled, banging on the front door.
Remia appeared, her face stained with tears.
"I guess you've heard then." Belle commented.
"Yes. It's terrible, but I know you'll be feeling a lot worse than me. Come in, sweetie." Remia said softly, taking Belle's hand and helping her inside.
Belle sat on the couch.
"I think I know what to do." Belle said.
"Oh yeah?"
"Meet my daddy, after all these years. Even though he's a murderer, he's the only one I have left." she said with a weak smile.
"Oh, Belle, I don't really know how to tell you this... but Sirius died a year and a bit ago." Remia muttered.
Belle didn't say anything.
"So... I'm an orphan." Belle said sourly a few minutes later.
"Well... yes."
"How come I never knew? No-one ever told me!"
"It's been in the Daily Prophet. I thought you knew."
"Oh well. He was a murderer anyway."
"Actually... he was innocent."
"Well how come he was in Azkaban for thirteen years?" Belle said, wiping a tear from her eye.
"He was set up. But listen to me, Belle, really listen."
"I'm listening, Remia." Belle said.
"My brother, Remus Lupin, is good friends with Harry Potter, a.k.a The Boy Who Lived, or The Chosen One. Both of them knew your father very well, and Harry was his godson. I think the best move you can do here is find this Harry, and make friends with him and also my brother."
"As if Harry Potter would want anything to do with a stupid old half-blood like me." she said coldly.
"For one, Harry Potter is a half-blood too, for two, half-bloods rock and for three, Harry is really very nice."
Belle rolled her eyes.
"Okay, how about you give me the address of this Harry Potter. I'll send him a letter."
"Uh, well the thing is, as you know Sirius doesn't remember you because of a memory charm so obviously he won'tve told Harry... and he won't really believe you,,,,, so I think it would be better to meet him in person." Remia said quietly.
"So you expect me to appear in his living room, startle the crap out of him, and then expect him to believe me?" Belle asked.
"Look, I'll get in touch with my brother Remus, and ask him to arrange something." suggested Remia.
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (WHENEVER I PUT STARS OR ANYTHING TO CHANGE A SCENE, IT ALWAYS DOESN'T SHOW UP SO I'LL JUST BUT AN 'H' AND SEE IF IT WORKS. IF IT EVER CHANGES SCENE WITHOUT STARS, I DID PUT STARS, JUST IT DOESNT SHOW UP!
Harry and Ron sat at the dinner table, waiting for dinner. They were playing a round of Exploding Snap.
"Boys, not at the table, please." snapped Mrs Weasley. Rolling his eyes, Ron pocketed the deck of cards.
Bill and Fleur were sitting on the lounge, giggling together.
"Phlegm isn't doing a thing for the wedding, she expects mum to do it." Ginny muttered, sitting down next to Harry.
"It's her big day, leave her alone, she shouldn't have to prepare anything." Ron said quietly.
"Don't defend her, Ron, just because you like her!" Ginny said, astonished.
"I don't like her." Ron insisted, his ears turning pink.
"Sure, sure." laughed Harry.
" 'Ello 'Harry." greeeted Fleur. "When did you get 'ere?"
"I've been here all weekend." Harry said coolly.
"Oh I've been too distracted wif Bill 'ere. 'E is amazing, isn't 'e?'
Bill blushed behind her.
"Well... not exactly." Harry admitted.
Fleur looked slightly put out.
"Whatever you say, 'Arry." she said sarcastically, and turned back to Bill.
"What was that about?" mouthed Ron.
Harry shrugged.
"No idea." he answered.
Lupin and Moody walked in the back door.
"Hello, Harry." Lupin greeted. "How's your summer been so far?"
"Okay." Harry answered.
"Molly, there's an unofficial order meeting after dinner, okay, I was hoping you and Arthur could take some time out from this wedding stuff and attend it? Oh, and we may have to borrow one of the rooms upstairs to have the meeting, somewhere out of the way of the kids." Moody growled.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Fred and George were indignant about being called 'kids.'
"Mum, can we attend, seeing as we're not kids, we're of age and we don't even live with you anymore, cos we're so grown up?" pleaded Fred, grinning at George.
"Please, please, please,please!" George added.
"No way, this is serious adult stuff." Lupin said softly.
George went to open his mouth and point out they were adults, but Moody interrupted.
"By adults we mean 20+ at least." he said sternly.
After dinner, Lupin, Moody, Mr and Mrs Weasley, Charlie, Bill, Fleur and a few other Order members who had just turned up, headed upstairs.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking, Weasley1?" Fred joked.
"I think so, Weasley2." answered George.
"Extendable Ears!"
"Hang on, how do you know Imperturbable Charms aren't on the doors?" Harry asked curiously.
"Come on, we've lived in this house forever, wouldn't you know if there were Imperturbable Charms at the Dursley's?"
"Well, yeah, but only because they're muggles." answered Harry.
"Okay, bad example, but there aren't any charms on these doors, trust us. Come on guys, there's plenty to go around."
Fred passed out six pairs.
They crept up stairs.
Fred put the ends of all six Extendable Ears under the door, and they listened.
"Potter should be the first to know." they heard Moody growl.
"Yes, he has a right to know, this is his godfather we're talking about." Mr Weasley agreed.
"Maybe we should give it some time?" Mrs Weasley suggested.
"What's the point of that?" asked an unrecognisible voice.
"Well, maybe he's a bit too young." Mrs Weasley said softly.
"He's nearly of age, Molly!"
"Yes, but that is only how many birthdays he's had, it has nothing to do with how old he is inside."
"Are you calling Harry childish!"
Harry was glad Lupin came to his defence.
"No, no, of course not, Remus, I'm just saying he's had so much to deal with lately, maybe it's not a good time to tell him."
Harry couldn't stand it any longer.
He burst open the door.
"What about Sirius?" he demanded.