Lupin stared at Harry.

"Well, this is not the way we intended you to find out." he said.

"Find out what? I have no idea what you're talking about, except it has to do with Sirius!" Harry yelled.

"Well, I think you and I need to have a little chat, Harry. Privately." Lupin answered.

"I want Ron and Hermione to be there too. I'll tell them everything later anyway. And I'll tell Fred, George and Ginny too." Harry insisted.

"You do that, but I just want to talk to you, on your own, Harry." Lupin begged.

Hermione and Ron glared at Lupin.

"Hermione, Ron, this is something Harry may find... a little hard emotionally. So I'd appreaciate it if you'd let him find out on his own."

"But..." started Ron.

"Ron, if Professor Lupin...well he's not really a professor anymore, but anyway, if he thinks Harry should be alone when he finds out, then we need to respect that decision. Besides, I found a magazine for you, and it has an interview with Chudley Cannons." Hermione said sharply.

"Fine. Harry... good luck mate, with whatever Lupin is going to tell you. See you later."

Hermione, Ron, Fred,George and Ginny walked back down stairs, followed by the rest of the Order.

Finally, it was just Harry and Lupin left in the room.

"Well, Harry... this is going to be a little hard to believe at first, but it's true. I heard it from my sister, Remia Lupin, yesterday." Lupin said, sitting down at a table.

Harry sat down opposite him.

"Is Sirius... alive?" he asked hopefully, but he knew if Sirius was alive, Lupin and the others would've told him straight away.

"Uh, no. But we found a relative of Sirius's that he himself didn't even know he had."

Harry's heart fell. He didn't care who Sirius was related too, probably another Death Eater.

"I don't care. He said himself most pure-blood familes are interrelated."

"Well, actually, Sirius had... a daughter."

Harry sat in silence, staring at his feet.

"How... how could he not know?" he asked, struggling to hold back tears.

"Well, he did know, once. But a few Death Eaters tried to kill him and his family eight years ago. He escaped, but his wife, Leah, and his daughter, Belle, were stuck in the room with them. They killed Leah, but Belle... well she was eight years old, and she survived just like you did when Voldemort killed James and Lily."

"You mean... I'm not the only person to survive that curse?"

"Well, no. But everyone thought Belle was dead, but really she was in hiding, with her Aunt Hallie. Sirius had so much grief, he tried to kill himself. He thought if only he could've taken Belle and Leah with him, then they would be safe. So he got part of his memory modified, all the part of it that included Belle and Leah." Lupin explained.

"But... didn't you know he had a wife and kids?"

"No, we had fallen out for about ten years, the ten years when he met and Leah and had Belle. But Belle, she is alive. Her aunt, Leah's sister, just died, and she wanted to come back and find Sirius, but she couldn't. Because he's dead." Lupin choked.

"Right." was all Harry could say.

"You can tell me what you're thinking, Harry, I'm here for you."

"I'm only thinking she must be a real snob, that Belle, making Sirius believe she was dead." Harry snapped.

"No, she did it for her own safety. She knew people would come after her, so she hid for a few years. She was ready to come back and face Sirius, she didn't know he was dead." Lupin said.

"Well, if that's all..." Harry got to his feet.

"Hang on, I'm not finished." Lupin said softly.

"Belle was a friend of my sister, Remia. Remia wanted her to come meet everyone who knew her dad. Belle wasn't quite sure, but in the end she agreed. And Mr and Mrs Weasley are going to... try and adopt Belle."

"No!" screamed Harry. "No! No! No!"

"Harry, she's the closest thing to Sirius you will ever find. Please. Remia said she's really nice."

"She didn't know Sirius's memory had been modified! She was probably happy that he was grieving, she's messed up! I don't want her in my life, Lupin!" Harry shouted.

"Harry, once you get used to the idea, I'm sure you will like Belle. You're just confused."

"I've had this my whole life! People think they know how I'm feeling, it's not like that! I'm not confused at all!" With that, Harry stormed up to his and Ron's bedroom.

He lay on the bed. 'Sirius had a daughter.' he thought to himself. 'She's half him.Sirius is half alive again.'

But he thought about it a little more. Maybe she was nothing like Sirius. Maybe she was cold, mean and snobby, the complete opposite of Harry's beloved godfather.
'You have to give her a chance. She might be really nice.' said a voice in the back of his head.

Sure, he would give her a chance, just one, but he needed to get to know her a bit before the Weasley's took her in.

Hermione rushed into the room.

"Mrs Weasley told us everything! Are you okay?" she asked, putting her arm around her.

"I'm fine." he said coldly.

Hermione looked hurt.

"Harry. I'm only trying to be nice to you. I can go if you like."

Harry clutched at her hand.

"No. I need you Hermione."

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