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The five marauders

Chapter 32

Jamie POV

You can't exactly say my mood was much better through next week. I have started speaking to people again, but I was being quite snappy and I kept of bursting into tears at the most unexpected times. I have started sleeping in the boys' dorms again, in Remus' bed to be more precise.

After that night in the Room of Requirement (Call it RoR shall we?), I noticed that his presence seemed to calm me down the way nobody else could. I managed to sleep through the nights mostly without nightmares, yet each time I would have a bad dream, I would wake to the sleeping face of Remus Lupin, which would calm me instantly.

I spent most of my time with Remus, who just didn't Shut Up! But I knew he was talking so much to take my mind off the less pleasant subjects, and I was grateful for that.

I tried to act the way I did before my parents… Anyway, I kept remembering the dream of the memory I had, and did my best not to break the promise I made to myself in it. I didn't really succeed though; I barely ever smiled, and if I did it was only the tiniest half-smile, I still haven't laughed at all. The guys tried to cheer me up, but the results were hardly ever positive: if I was in what I considered a 'good mood' at the time, I'd send them a miniature half-smile; but if I wasn't, and I usually wasn't, I would end up yelling at them. Especially Sirius. The worst time was when he started teasing Peter in a poor attempt to make me laugh, or smile at least, but the effects were me yelling my head off at him until my throat was sore. Then I exploded into tears, feeling terrible about snapping at my best friend. But no matter how much I yelled, my friends would never yell back. They always waited patiently for me to stop with the yelling and let me cry myself out onto their shoulders, and whenever I said sorry for snapping, they would forgive me without a second thought.

Now, you're probably wondering about my thoughts on Clarence Freeman. Well, at first I didn't really believe it, but when it finally sunk in that I was related by blood to one of the most famous seers that have ever lived, and that I might have even inherited his abilities, I started going through piles of books in an attempt to find out more about him. I would spend hours in the library, and I was somewhat glad that I did; It took my mind off my parents when Remus ran out of topics to distract me with. I didn't really find anything important or interesting, just a few mentions of things he foretold, small things like the next muggle lottery numbers or the next person to catch a cold, or big things like when someone will die, or when will the first muggle world war start. Apparently, he also predicted that around 1970, an evil wizard will start the first wizard war. Guess he was right there… At one point I stumbled across a book which actually had the family tree of Clarence Freeman. It only went down from 1570 (Which was when his parents were born) and down to 1900, which was when my grandparents were born. The book confirmed that I was related to him by blood. Screw that! It makes him sound as if he was some distant uncle, while in fact he was my Great-Great-Shitload-Of-Other-Greats-Grandfather!

The night I went to share that with Remus, he wasn't his usual self. I've noticed that he looked much more tired and had shadows under his eyes. He was also a bit more snappy, but not with me.

"That's great Jamie," He smiled, but it quickly disappeared as he said the next thing, "You'll have to go back to your own dorm tonight, by the way."

I furrowed my eyebrows, "Why?"

"I'm sorry Jamie. I can't tell you," He said with sad eyes.

I put my hand to his cheek, "Why do you keep secrets from me Remus?"

He sighed, "I keep secrets from everyone."

"One secretive person aren't you?"

He half smiled, but then his smile grew broader then I've ever seen it.

"What?" I asked a tiny hint of amusement in my voice.

"Either my ears have been deceiving me, or Little Miss Sarcasm has just made an appearance once again."

I thought for a second, and then I put on a smile, bigger then the ones I've worn lately, "I guess you're right."

"Jamie! That's great! You're coming back!" He exclaimed, and enveloped me in a hug.

I was about to smile even broader, but suddenly my smile disappeared completely, as the great wave of guilt hit. I didn't feel that I deserved to be happy. Someone who had just lost their parents should be grieving, not smiling. And it was my fault that they were killed after all. I shouldn't be able to smile or laugh ever again.

Remus seemed to somehow feel my change in emotion, because he freed me from the hug, and stared into my eyes as if searching for something.

It seemed as if he read my mind, since he said, "Jamie, it's not your fault. You deserve happiness, you're only a kid. Don't let the Death Eaters run your life. That is exactly what they're trying to do."

I nodded and changed the subject. But it wasn't a very pleasant one either.

"So where do you think they'll send me? To an orphanage or a stranger-run foster home?"

He smiled wide at me, which threw me off guard.

"We're working on it, hun."

Sirius POV

The way Jamie acted made me want to yell, scream and cry at the same time. But I didn't. I had to be strong. For her.

She spent the last couple of nights with Remus. The first night when she fell asleep, Remus told us all about the little chat they had in the RoR. According to Remy, the thing she is the most terrified of is living in an orphanage, and I'm not really surprised. Although if I had the choice, I'd rather go to an orphanage then back to my family. I think they'd be happy to get rid of me as well, after all, having a Gryffindor in their house might be a bit too much for them to take.

Back on topic, The misery of my best friend is not something I, or any other of the marauders for that matter, want to see. James straight away proposed that she comes and lives with him, but I've already had something better in mind. We could keep that as Plan B.

We got a chance to start Plan A one Wednesday just after periods one and two, which Jamie decided to bunk. I wasn't surprised she bunked, she did it a lot lately. The teachers didn't bother confronting her about it, since they knew that she needed some time alone. Anyway, right after our double DADA lesson, James and I stayed behind (Remus went to look for Jamie and it looked like Peter forgot).

"How may I help you two?" Professor Brooke asked.

"It's about Jamie, professor," James began, "Remus told us that she is going to be put into an orphanage, and that is the thing she's afraid of the most right now."

Professor Brooke sighed and asked, "And do you two by any chance have any idea of what I can do about it? Because if you do, I'll do my best to help."

"Well…" James said, and looked at me.

I rolled my eyes. James thought from the very beginning that it wasn't a good idea, but I knew that he just wanted Jamie to come and live with him.

"We thought that you should take her," I said. Short and simple.

The young teacher raised her eyebrows, "And why is that, might I ask?"

"Well, Jamie always says that you're an amazing person, and that you're like an older sister to her, I'm sure you have the funds to look after her, You are fairly close with her brothers, and unlike the people at the orphanage, you actually know her and would look after her. And lets not forget that you're a qualified witch who could look after her when she's in danger, and face it, snake-face must still be after her," I said, counting the points off on my fingers.

Professor Brooke furrowed her eyebrows for a long moment, thinking.

Finally, she said, "You know, I didn't really think of that before. But now that you planted that thought in my head, it seems like an obvious choice to me."

"So you'll take her?" James asked shocked.

I was shocked too, we both thought it would take a bit more persuading to have her take Jamie.

"It will take a bit of paper work, but I guess it would work," She said with a small smile. She then stood up, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go and ask Professor Dumbledore what he thinks of this."

Jamie POV

"Really?"

I was looking from professor Brooke to Dumbledore and back. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Ivy actually proposed that I come and live with her!

"Really."

My face broke into the biggest smile I've worn for the past month (Which was basically the size of a normal smile). I closed the space between me and Ivy in three long strides and threw my arms around her. Without hesitation, she returned the hug enthusiastically.

"Why though?" I muttered into her chest.

"Because you're the little sister I've always wanted. I know you'd rather live with someone you actually know, and I'm in constant contact with your older brothers," She replied, stroking my hair, "I want to save the little childhood you have left. You've faced greater things then the most experienced wizards ever had, and you're only twelve. And most of all, I want you to be safe."

I pulled away from my teacher, and she placed a hand on my cheek.

"I still remember when you were five years old and you would follow me around every time I came to your house saying that when you're older you want to be just like me," She whispered.

I smiled at the memory.

"And I would beg you to marry one of my brothers so we could be sisters," I added and hugged her again, "Ivy, you really are like a sister. It would be amazing to live with you."

"I guess we could say we're family now."

When I walked into the Gryffindor Common room, every kind of chatter died down and everyone started staring at me. I didn't know whether it was because for the past few weeks I barely made a public appearance or because I was wearing a huge smile, but I didn't really care. I sought out my four best friends, and skipped to them when I found them by the fire. The first thing I did was give them each a big hug.

"Thanks guys. I appreciate it," I thanked.

"What are you talking about?" Sirius asked.

"You convinced Ivy to let me live with her."

"Yeah, we did," James muttered, "I still think you should come and live with me."

I raised my eyebrows, "You wanted me to live with you?"

"That was Plan B," Said Peter.

"That's sweet James. I'd love to live with you, but I think It would be best to stay with Ivy. She's has closer contact with my brothers, I've known her for a little longer, plus, you keep on saying how your parents are quite old and are getting weak with each day. It would cause them extra effort to look after me as well," After a little thought, I added, "But I appreciate the offer non the less."

"I guess you're right," James sighed.

"James, James, James," I said patting his hand, "When was I ever not right?"

The guys laughed, and so did I. I laughed for the first time since my parents' death.

"It's good to have you back," Sirius said.

I looked at him and smiled, "It's good to be back."