I wrote to Carrigan the next day to inform her that Gabriel had woken, but he had amnesia and was greatly confused about everything that was going on. I told her she would have to wait a little bit longer to see him because right now he didn't even remember who she was. I spent the next few days at Gabriel's bedside, answering any questions that he had—which were many. He was especially interested in our relationship and why we had never been married or even had sex.

"You told me just before Christmas that neither of us was the marrying type," I said with a soft laugh as he ate a piece of bread off his plate. I stole a piece of fruit off his plate as he smiled at me.

"Why would I say that to you? Did you ask me to marry you?"

"Oh no," I shook my head. "Gabriel I won't even give in and have sex with you, what makes you think I'd marry you?"

"Then what sparked the comment?" he asked.

I frowned and looked down at the tray that divided us on his bed. "Carrigan had asked. She feels that we should be married."

Gabriel nodded his head slowly. "Who is Carrigan?"

"She's my daughter," I responded. "She is Sirius and my daughter. You're her Godfather, you've helped me raise her."

"I'm her Godfather?" he sat up straight and looked at me with weary eyes. "Does that seem like a good idea? I mean, aren't I a horrible role model? From what you've said I'm a womanizing violent pig."

"Yes," I nodded with a smile. "You are, but I'm a violent celibate bitch, so I'm not better a role model."

This comment made Gabriel smile as he finished eating the fruit off his plate. "So, Carrigan…she wishes us to be married?"

"She doesn't understand why we're not together. She thought you were her Father, when she was much younger. She still thinks of you as her Father. She's been worried sick about you."

"Well why don't you bring her to see me," he said with a frown. "If she's so worried?"

"I'm worried that you not remembering her will hurt her more then you being dead," I said rather coldly. Gabriel nodded his head and looked out the window on the left side of his bed. I sighed, feeling bad suddenly. I knew this hadn't been easy on either of us. "You can't remember anything?"

"No," he said with annoyance. "The only things I remember are what you've shown me, but even then I remember them as if they were someone else's memories—not mine."

"You don't remember the day you had your episode?"

"I wish you wouldn't call it that," he said scornfully.

"Well what else do you want me to call it, Gabriel?" I snipped. "We were out in the woods, training with Carrigan just after Christmas." I reached into my cloak pocket and pulled out the last picture Gabriel had taken with Carrigan and me. I laid it down on the tray in front of me. "We took that three days before it happened. We had finished training and Carrigan kicked your ass. She knocked you the ground and when we helped you up you looked tired, almost like you were too old for this anymore. We turned our backs to start packing up and she saw you fall. She screamed. I've never heard her scream like that before and your body started convulsing. Your eyes were silver and Carrigan was still screaming…" My voice trailed off as Gabriel picked up the picture of us on the tray. He held it tightly in his hand as he studied it.

"I would like to meet her, Cadence," he whispered touching the picture. "She looks just like you. Damned is the man who ever falls in love with her."

"You say that all the time," I said with a small laugh. Gabriel smiled at me with those charming pale blue eyes. I stood up from the bed and fixed my cloak. Gabriel extended the picture to me. "Keep it," I whispered. "Maybe it will help you remember."

"I think you kissing me will help me remember," he said grabbing my arm gently and pulling me towards him. My thighs hit the bed and he continued to pull me towards him, making me bending over the bed and his muscular chest.

"I was afraid you wouldn't be the same," I whispered close to him. "That you wouldn't want me anymore."

His fingers graced my cheeks, sending shivers all through my body. "I'm pretty sure I will always want you."

I rolled my eyes and stood up straight, pulling away from him. "I'm taking you home tomorrow, Gabriel. You need to get out of this ward."

"What about your work?"

"I refuse to work with anyone else," I shrugged. "I told Scrimgeour that I was emotionally traumatized by your condition, and that I would need to take time off as well to help you recover, because I'm all you have."

Gabriel grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him again. "Is that true?"

"Yes," I whispered with a passionate sigh. Gabriel held my chin and looked at my eyes closely.

"I feel like I should tell you I love you," he said smiling at me with a crooked grin. "But I know that you'll deny or ignore it."

"I won't," I whispered leaning my mouth closer to his. He came in, closing the gape between our lips and kissed me full on the mouth. His tongue slipped between my lips and played with mine, making me want more of his passion and lust. I was happy that he was just as lustful as he was before. It was like we had started over—to him I was just a woman that he liked a lot, that he was learning more and more about each day. He couldn't remember all my secrets, but he knew he wanted to know them. To him, Sirius didn't matter—nothing mattered, because to him I didn't have any baggage….to him this was new, perhaps a little familiar, but exciting.

"But I'm not going to say it back either," I said pulling away. He smiled as he looked at me with cool eyes. His eyes were trying to see into me, trying to learn all of my secrets…

"Isn't that ignoring it?"

"No," I responded. I stood up straight. "I will pick you up tomorrow. Maybe I'll find some way to help you remember the vision you were having. Dumbledore thinks that Divinity sent you a vision that caused your episode."

"Divinity is your niece," he whispered. "Right? The one who was kidnapped."

"Yes, that is correct. She is a very gifted young woman."

Gabriel nodded. "Why does Dumbledore think that she is responsible for sending a vision to me?"

"You have a strong psychic connection to her," I whispered. "She was one of your students, but you lost her to my Father. She was raised in Dark Magic and she is arrogant about her powers."

"Perhaps she knows what is happening to me," he said. I looked at him for a long moment, not saying anything as I thought about his words. Of course Divinity would know what had happened to Gabriel, if what happened actually did have to do with her and a premonition. Why hadn't I thought of it before? "Cadence?"

"Yes?" I blinked at Gabriel.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes, fine," I said with a nod. "I will see you tomorrow."

As I left the ward I continued to think of Divinity. It all seemed so obvious, how could I not have thought of it sooner? Why hadn't Dumbledore thought of it sooner? If Divinity had caused Gabriel to have the forced premonition, why couldn't we ask her about it? And why couldn't she fix him? Instead of going to the Ministry, like I was supposed to, I went straight to Hogwarts. I was happy to see that I had arrived while the students were between classes. As I walked in the entrance hall, Carrigan and her second year friend Ginny Weasley caught my eye. They were making their way down towards the stairs that headed for the dungeons, no doubt for potions. This was perfect timing, Carrigan had potions with Divinity Jasper.

"Mom?" Carrigan questioned as she stopped at the top of the stairs. Ginny stopped next to her and turned to look up at me. "What are you doing here?"

"Hi Carrigan," I said as I looked over their shoulders to find Divinity. I didn't see her and turned to look out at the hall behind me. "Ginny, how are you?"

"Fine, thanks," Ginny said.

"Mom?" Carrigan said again to get my attention. I blinked and looked at her.

"Yes?"

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm looking for Divinity, have you seen her?" I questioned.

"What?" Carrigan looked confused. "Why would I see that wretched girl?"

"You have potions together, don't you?"

"Yes," Carrigan nodded. "What is going on? Does this have to do with Gabriel?"

"Yes," I said as I ushered the two girls down the stairs into the dungeon corridor.

"Mom, you're freaking me out," Carrigan hissed. "Not to mention that people are looking at you like you're crazy."

I glanced around us and noticed that people were indeed looking at me with wide, curious eyes. Taking a slow breath, I tried to calm down. I pulled my cloak shut over my body to hide the holster of weapons on my sides.

"What do you want with Divinity?" Carrigan whispered. She glanced at Ginny. "I'll meet you in class, Ginny. I just need to speak with my Mom."

"Sure," Ginny shrugged. "Nice seeing you Miss Coleman."

"Thanks," Carrigan said as Ginny walked faster down the hall and into the classroom. I followed Ginny with my eyes, then looked back at Carrigan, who I felt was treating me like I was slightly mad. I was simply a woman on a mission—looking for Divinity Jasper.

"Now, what do you want with Divinity? What does she have to do with Gabriel's episode?"

I blinked at my daughter and frowned, standing up straight. "That's not your concern, Carrigan."

She looked at me with wide eyes. "Mom, what are you going to do? She's not going to want to talk to you—are you just going to grab her out of the hall and run with her?"

"Something like that," I shrugged. "I haven't really thought it through."

Carrigan sighed loudly with frustration. "You sound like Gabriel—"

"You sound like your Father," I said crossly. Carrigan gave me the dirtiest look she could muster, which had nearly no effect on me.

"Cadence," said a dreamy voice behind me. I broke my stare with Carrigan and turned to see Divinity Jasper standing behind me. She looked frightening with her two tone hair pin straight and her missed match eyes. She was glaring at me, which made me feel uneasy.

"Divinity," I whispered.

"I need you to take me to see Gabriel," she whispered quickly. "I'm afraid something horrible has happened."

I looked at her very seriously as I put my hands on my hips, standing over her and wondering if she was serious. I considered using Legilimency on her, but before I could do so she spoke.

"Don't bother trying to enter my mind," she sighed. "You won't be able to penetrate it." I frowned deeply and shook my head. "Please, take me to him."

"Why do you want to see him?" Carrigan questioned.

"That's none of your business, Carrigan," Divinity retorted.

"Alright, that's enough," I said raising my hand to stop Divinity from speaking. "It's a valid question, and one I would like to know the answer to."

"I've been having visions of him, and I think he's in danger," she responded.

Carrigan grabbed my arm and pulled me around. "Mom," she said quickly in a low whisper so Divinity couldn't hear us. "You aren't actually considering this are you? What are the chances that you need to find her and she just shows up needing to find you?"

Carrigan had a fair point, which made me proud. I was happy that I had raised a smart, thoughtful young woman. I bit my bottom lip and stood up straight.

"I was looking for her anyways," I whispered. "At least this way I won't have to kidnap her."

Carrigan sighed loudly and rolled her eyes. "Fine," she said. "Be careful." She turned and walked away quickly.

"Is she mad that you picked me over her?"

"Yes," I whispered turning to Divinity. "But she will always win over you Divinity. She is my daughter—"

"And I'm your niece," Divinity said wisely.

"You were my niece," I said taking her arm. "Come on."

"Why were you looking for me?" she asked as we exited Hogwarts castle.

"Gabriel has had amnesia for the last week because of a premonition he had after the New Year. He was in an unconscious state for nearly a month—Dumbledore seems to think that you must have sent him a premonition."

"I did," Divinity said with a nod. "I had to warn him."

I stopped on the steps of Hogwarts and looked up at Divinity who stood behind me. "Your warning took away a month of his life."

"A month that he would have been spending with you?" Divinity questioned with a smirk. "Please, Cadence. We both know that despite your undying love for Gabriel you will never be with him. You'll always be a tease and he'll always be a moth to your flame. You are destined to be caught between two men—two men who will always love you."

I could only glare at Divinity. "My destiny is not the issue—especially my destiny with Gabriel—"

"You're not destined to be with him," Divinity said.

"You are?" I snipped growing very frustrated with her. I wasn't sure what kind of game she was playing. When I saw her a few months ago, before Christmas, she remembered me as the woman who tried to kill her and her Father. Now she seemed to be fully aware of who she was and everything that had happened for far in her eighteen years. "That's why he stopped teaching you. You developed an unnatural attraction to him despite your age."

"I'm ageless," she whispered as she passed me on the steps. Her eyes were icy cold, glaring at me. I rolled my eyes and followed her down the gravel path towards the front gates.

"Why is it that you appear to remember everything now?" I questioned. "When I saw you last you barely remembered who Gabriel was, now you know who he is and that you're older then you really are."

Divinity frowned and glanced at me. Her eyes looked nervous.

"My parents have been lying to me," she whispered.

I stopped and grabbed her arm, forcing her to look at me. "What do you mean?" I asked suspiciously. Divinity frowned and pulled her arm out of my hand. She stood tall in front of me, obviously not intimidated by my violent demeanor.

"They tired to alter my memory again over holiday because I was having visions of Gabriel," she said.

"And how did you stop them from doing so?"

"I let them cast their spells, but I was able to fight them off," she shrugged. "I held on to the reality I remembered, but acted as if I didn't remember anything that they had tried to erase."

I studied her closely, not very sure if I trusted her at all.

"You don't have to trust me, Cadence," she whispered. "I don't like you, nor do I trust you. We're still on opposite sides of the game—I just want to help Gabriel."

She turned and continued to walk off the Hogwarts grounds. I frowned deeply and ran my hand through my hair. I didn't fully understand what was going on—Divinity wasn't on our side, but she wasn't happy with her parents…did that mean she wasn't happy with Voldemort because he was also responsible for erasing and mutilating her memory?

When we reached the outside of the gates on the gravel path leading to Hogsmeade, Divinity stopped to look at me.

"Are we Apparating?" she asked.

I nodded. "Can you Apparate yourself?"

Divinity smirked. "Cadence, I am only twelve."

"Oh right," I said motioning for her to come close. Of course, Divinity must have been fully aware that now she was actually eighteen. She had been experimented on with age spells and potions—to ensure her survival over time; to ensure Voldemort's survival.

I held onto her shoulders and within moments we were standing in the quiet corridor outside of Gabriel's ward. Divinity broke free and went to make her way into the closest door. I grabbed her arm and turned her to me.

"What!" she snipped at me.

"I don't know what you're play at," I said sharply. "But the moment I sense any funny business, you're gone. You don't get to play games with him right now."

Divinity rolled her eyes. "I get it," she said glaring at me. She pulled her arm out of my grasp and advanced into the ward. I followed her wit ha roll of my eyes. The fact that the girl was half related to me disturbed me.

I was surprised that Divinity seemed to know exactly where she was going. She marched her way to the last curtains and pulled them back. I caught up to her and sighed as Gabriel was sitting in the bed, reading a news paper. He looked up, surprised to see me again so soon. His eyes met mine for a moment before they fell on Divinity.

"Gabriel, this is—"

"Divinity," Gabriel breathed. I stood up straight as I pulled the curtains tightly around us. It was a good thing that Gabriel remembered who Divinity was.

"Hello Gabriel," she said lightly. She moved forward to the bed and leaned against it. "It's so good to see you awake."

I turned quietly and took a seat on the opposite side of the bed. Gabriel sat up straight and looked at me as Divinity sat on the side of the bed. He looked like he was full of awe. His dark green eyes stared at me and then looked back and Divinity. I realized that he didn't remember any more then her name. He was looking to me to help him.

"She sent you a vision," I said motioning to Divinity. "The vision is what caused your episode and your amnesia now."

"Don't you remember my vision?" she asked.

"No," Gabriel shook his head. "I'm sorry I don't."

Divinity frowned and leaned forward, extending her hand towards his face. Gabriel leaned back away from her, almost afraid. This caused Divinity to frown.

"I can show you again," she whispered. "But I have to touch you."

Gabriel glanced at me. I shrugged; not knowing what was going to happen and rather unsure if we should trust Divinity. He looked back at Divinity and nodded. She then extended her hand to his head, pressing her fingertips against the side of his head. She closed her eyes, and Gabriel followed.

I sat in silence, waiting for something to happen, but nothing ever did. At least for fifteen minutes the only thing that could be heard was the voices of other people talking in the ward. Suddenly, both Divinity and Gabriel gasped loudly. I sat forward in my chair, worried that something had happened. Divinity pulled away, sighing and held her head as if she were in pain. I stood up and touched Gabriel's arm. He turned to look at me, as if he knew so much more then he had before. He was enlightened.

"Gabriel?" I whispered.

He reached out and touched my cheek.

"I remember everything," he said. "Everything." I couldn't help smiling as relief washed over my body. I looked at Divinity, who looked blank as she sat on the bed. She took slow breaths, obviously exhausted by sharing her vision with Gabriel.

"What did you see?" I asked her. "What was so important?"

"She was afraid that her parents would come after me," Gabriel said looking to Divinity. "My presence at Hogwarts has set things into motion that are changing her destiny."

Divinity frowned deeply as she rubbed her neck. "There are many things that are about to change, Gabriel."

Gabriel frowned and nodded his head. "You shouldn't go back to them."

"I have to," she sighed. "I am not one of you—"

"But you can be," I said quickly. "We can keep you safe—"

"I would never," she retorted. "I do not care for good things Cadence. I will go back to my parents so they do not suspect anything. But Gabriel, you need to stop pursuing Sirius Black. You need to go into hiding."

"What?" I questioned quickly. "Stop looking for Sirius and go into hiding? From what?"

Divinity blinked at me. "If you continue to looking for Black then the truth of his crime will be revealed and the Dark Lord will return."

Divinity always spoke in riddles it seemed. I looked at Gabriel and frowned deeply. He seemed to be caught suddenly, between Divinity and me. He believed her and felt that her words were just. She was right—he needed to go into hiding.

"But what does he need to hide from?" I asked.

"My parents," she shrugged. "The Dark Lord."

"How do you know he's going to come back?"

"I have seen it," Divinity and Gabriel said at the same time. They both looked at me with dark stares. I frowned deeply, crossing my arms over my chest. I paced to the window in the ward and came back to the bed, placing my hands on my hips.

"You're sure?" I whispered as my voice shook.

"Yes," Divinity said. "I don't know when, but he will. You need to leave Sirius Black be. You cannot catch him."

"Black is a follower of my Father," I said quickly as I tried to keep my voice low. There were too many other people in the room that shouldn't be overhearing the conversation we were having. First of all, I didn't want to scare anyone into a crazed panic; and secondly, I didn't know who we could trust in the room. "If we do not catch him, is it possible that he is responsible for bringing my Father back?"

"I don't know," Divinity said. "I did not see how Grandpapa returns—"

"Did you just call him Grandpapa?" I questioned interrupting her. I was disgusted by what I had just heard. Voldemort being called a name of endearment made my skin crawl and my blood turn to ice.

"He is my Grandfather," Divinity retorted. "As I was saying, I did not see how he returned. I just know that if you catch Sirius Black it will allow him to return."

"Why?" I questioned. "That doesn't make any sense—"

"Probably because if you chase after Black you won't be catching the real follower of Grandpapa," Divinity replied. "You need to focus on the true betrayer of the Potters."

I could only stare at the girl and her mismatching eyes. "What?" I stammered.

"Sirius is innocent, Cadence," Gabriel said looking at me. "I caught the wrong man twelve years ago."