"Ughhh," I groaned.

"You fell pretty hard."

I jumped a bit then noticed the guy from the bar, Sirius, sitting in a chair next to me. I was lying down on a small bed, the room dimly light with a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling. From what I could make, the room only held the bed, a chair, and a small trunk at the end of the bed.

"Where am I?" I looked back at Sirius.

"Headquarters." He pointed at my forehead. "Looks like you got a small bump there."

I felt it and applied a little pressure on it. It hurt alot, for something so small.

"What happened?" I asked, grimacing.

"You fainted," Sirius answered.

I sat there confused. "No...I mean, what am I doing here, in this house?"

For once, Sirius had nothing to say. I struggled to remember anything. Suddenly, it all came back.

"There was a woman, and she was screaming and then two guys in hoodies, and-and then I fell and-" I rambled, the words spilling out of my mouth as everything came back.

"Shhhh," Sirius rushed over and placed his hand over my mouth. I stared at him, my eyes wide.

"Listen to me," Sirius whispered, his hand still covering my mouth. "You're not suppose to know anything that happened tonight, do you understand?" I nodded, and he continued.

"There's some things that people like you"-I tried to interrupt, but in vain-"listen to me! There's some things that people like you aren't suppose to know. Things in my world that you wouldn't be able to grasp, at least not right away. Things I'm not allowed to tell you." I gave him a cross look, and tried to say something, but his hand muffled my words. "But, I promise I'll explain everything eventually, if you just promise to do something for us." I nodded eagerly, wanting to know the truth. He chuckled and removed his hand from my mouth.

"Now, I'm going to need you to drink this," he held up a small vial, with a dark liquid.

I eyed at it cautiously. "It's not some kind of date rape thing is it?" Sirius rolled his eyes. "If it was, I wouldn't be so conspicuous about it, would I?"

I thought about it.

"Okay. Then what is it?"

"It's a sleeping draught. One sip and you'll be knocked out for a couple of hours."

Again, I was confused. "Then why do I need to drink it?"

Sirius rolled his eyes. "Just do it." He held out the vial towards me, noticing the apprehensive look on my face. "Trust me." Sirius gave me a warm smile (for some bizarre reason, the smile reminded me of a lab dog).

I took the vial and sniffed it. It didn't smell bad; actually it smelled warm, kind of like hot chocolate and cookies. I downed the vial, then placed it on the tiny nightstand by the bed. Laying back on the pillow, I could feel whatever it was working on me.

"You know I only said a sip, right?"

"Will anything bad happen?" I asked, feeling warm and comfortable. Sirius shook his head.

"Nah, you'll just be asleep for awhile."

I yawned. "Oh. Okay." I snuggled into the bed and closed my eyelids, they started feeling heavy.

A thought came into my head.

"When I wake up, will you tell me everything?" I asked, opening my eyes to see his face. He nodded, then I closed them again.

"Promise?" I asked softly. I didn't wait for the answer. Instead, I drifted into the realms of sleep.

Sirius looked at Toni, her long eyelashes curling on her cheeks. "Promise," he whispered. Picking up a blanket from the foot of the bed, he unfolded it and wrapped it around Toni's sleeping figure. He turned off the lights, and went out in the hall way, where two men waited for him.

One of them was a considerably older man; a long, snow white beard trailing down the front of his robes. He had a crooked nose, and small spectacles perched on the end of this nose. The other man was much younger, with dark messy hair and glasses, his arms crossed.

"She woke up?" The younger man asked, peering into the dark room.

"Yeah," Sirius gently closed the door behind him. "I gave her the draught and she's asleep."

The young man sighed and ruffled his messy hair.

"Dumbledore, what are we going to do with the Muggle-"

"Toni," Sirius interrupted. "Her name's Toni, James."

James threw his best mate a look. "Okay, well what are we going to do with Toni?" James turned back to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore peered at Sirius through his spectacles. "Mr. Black, you know what needs to happen."

"Sir, please," Sirius pleaded "I swear, she won't say a word, I promise."

Dumbledore stared at Sirius thoughtfully, a hopeful expression on the young man's face.

He nodded, James staring at Dumbledore with his mouth open. "Mr. Black, I'll leave her as your respnsibilty. Do what you feel is necessary in this situation."

Sirius nodded, and Dumbledore clapped his hands together.

"Well then, I better go check on the Order. I'll leave you two alone." He left, walking down the staircase.

"Is he mad?" James asked, staring after Dumbledor, astounded. Sirius shrugged casually, but the corners of his mouth twitched.

James shook his head and ruffled his hair, then grinned at his mate.

"Ay, you're right though, she's is pretty." Chuckling, James clapped a hand on Sirius' back. "But is she worth it, Padfoot?"

"Was Lily worth it?" Sirius asked seriously. A small smile came to James' face at the mention of the love of his life's name.

"Of course."

"Well, then, yes, she's worth it."

James shook his head again at his friend, the smile still on.

"You're crazy, mate."

Sirius laughed.

"Go home to your wife, Prongs. How's she doing lately?" he asked curiously, making his way down the stairs.

James rolled his eyes and followed. "Honestly, I can't wait for the next couple of months to end. Anything to get her to stop having these crazy mood swings."

"I hear those last throughout the whole pregnancy."

"You've gotta be kidding?"

"Nope, sorry mate."

A loud groan could be heard from James Potter.

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