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Previously:

"Once you found out we did everything you asked!" Jono was obviously grasping at straws. "We got rid of the darkness so you can see now."

"And that, Jono," Skye said, smirking evilly. "Only serves to allow me to see exactly what I am doing to you."

She let out a surprising evil laugh while Harry and Jono gulped in fear.

Skye sat in the Hospital Wing with her brother's as they placed ice on their various wounds. Harry had a broken jaw and Jono was nursing a black eye, both curtsy of their sister.

Madame Pomfery refused to heal their injuries with magic as they had brought it on themselves, but Skye knew a little whining would have Pomfery healing the injuries before kicking them out. She did, however, fix Dean Thomas up before sending him back to the Common Room to get some sleep.

"I have half a mind to write to your parents," Pomfery muttered as she hustled about. "Honestly, fighting at your age..."

"Please don't Madame Pomfery," Skye said, forcing her most angelic look onto her face. "Mum and Dad are already under so much stress. They really don't need to be dealing with this."

"Fine, fine," Pomfery nodded. "But if any of you are in here for anything to do with fighting I am going to write straight to your parents; no excuses. Understand?"

"Of course Madame Pomfery," Skye said, knowing full well that Pomfery would cave the next time as well.

"I can't believe you actually blacked my eye," Jono grumbled.

"At least she didn't break your jaw," Harry mumbled as well as he could with his swollen jaw.

Skye laughed, completely unrepentant.

"I could have done worse," she said.

"But you shouldn't have done anything at all," a chilling voice came from behind them.

"R...Remus," Jono stuttered.

"Madame Pomfery will fix your injuries and then you will come straight to my office without delay," Remus said in a tone that left no room for argument. "Five minutes."

Remus turned, his cloak billowing out, as he left the Hospital Wing.

"Hey Skye," Jono asked, in an overly bright voice. "Couldn't you have just killed me?"

"I think we're all going to die," Skye muttered.

Pomfery waved her wand a couple of times and both Harry and Jono were healed.

"You better hurry," Pomfery warned. "He didn't look like he was in the best of moods."

"Yeah, thanks," Harry said as the three Potter's left the wing.

They made their way in silence to Remus' office. Jason, Dan, Iris and Rhia were already there. It seemed Remus had caught up with all the children he felt the most responsibility for at Hogwarts.

"You coming to face your death too?" Rhia tried to joke.

Nobody laughed.

"He's going to kill me," Dan muttered. "He's actually going to murder me."

Skye felt sorrier for Dan than for any of them. He was actually Remus' son, not just the children of his best friends.

"He won't kill you," Skye said, trying to sound confident. "If anyone he'll kill me and Harry 'cause we're the oldest and should be the most responsible."

"He's going to kill us all," Jason said dully. "Let's just get it over with."

Skye took a deep breath and went to knock on the door.

"WAIT!" Rhia exclaimed.

Everyone looked at her as she took a long look around the corridor.

"I just want to remember what the world looks like," Rhia explained. "So I have a happy memory to take to my grave."

Skye laughed despite the situation. That was typical of Rhia. She knocked on the door and waiting until Remus called, "come in," to open the door.
There were seven seats lined up, with Remus' own in front of them. Skye went to sit down in the first seat but was stopped by Remus.

"I want you in a specific order," he said quietly. "Harry, Skye, Jonathon, Rhiannon, Daniel, Jason and Iris."

Skye realised that they were seated in age order. That didn't bode well for the elder of the group. Skye also noticed Rhia wincing as she took her seat. Nobody ever used her full name unless she was in very, very big trouble. And that wasn't to mention the fact that she hated it, and everyone knew it.

There was dead silence as the teenagers all waited for Remus to speak. Skye had not looked at Remus since she had entered the room as she didn't want to see his disappointed expression.

"Tell me, Harry," Remus began softly. "Why did you do what you did?"

"It was a joke," Harry mumbled, head still bent.

"Look at me and show some respect," Remus snapped.

Harry raised his head and looked at Remus defiantly.

"It was a joke, sir," he said, emphasising the last word.

"What did your mother used to do when you lied to her?" Remus asked, still looking at Harry. "When you were younger?"

"I don't remember," Harry said.

Skye knew full well that he did. Harry's absolute stubbornness to admit that he was ever wrong often got him into trouble and Skye feared that this time he would get them all into more trouble than they were already in.

"Well let me refresh your memory," Remus snarled. "As I recall Lily hated liars. She used to..."

"I know what she did," Harry snapped suddenly. "We all do, so skip to the point."

"Don't speak to me like that," Remus warned dangerously. "And my point is that you shouldn't lie to me or to anybody. Perhaps other people may not pick it up but I know you well enough to know when you are lying. So I'll ask again. Why did you do what you did?"

Harry stared at Remus, not saying a word. Skye could almost read the thoughts going through his head. He was wondering how much angrier Remus would get if he stood by his first answer. Skye just prayed he would answer truthfully.

"I was angry at Skye," Harry muttered finally.

Skye released a breath she had been holding. Harry still had some brains it seemed.

Remus nodded sharply at Harry's answer but did not say anything else to him. Instead, he turned to Skye.

"What happened Skye?" he asked.

Skye hesitated before answering. Was this a trick question? Assessing the situation quickly, she didn't really see how it could be turned against her. So, she recounted the night's events quickly. She should have known Remus would have something up his sleeve.

"And you never once thought to contact a teacher?" Remus raised an eyebrow.

"But I did!" Skye defended. "I was going to get out of the Room so I could find somebody to help us but the boys got in the way."

"So you left five underage girls to protect themselves from something that you had not identified?"

"Well what was I supposed to do?" Skye snapped, losing her patience.

How was this fair? He wants her to go get a teacher, but then he wouldn't let her leave the others by themselves? It wasn't like she was the only one with a wand or something!

"Perhaps you should have thought things through a little better," Remus said calmly. "Maybe you should have taken the girls up to your dormitory and shut the door before you ventured out."

"We didn't know where they were or how many of them there were," Skye said, trying to keep her temper in check. "What if they were waiting for us in the dormitory because they thought that was where we would have run first?"

"You should have worked out where they were," Remus said.

"WORKED OUT WHERE THEY WERE?" Skye exploded. "It was freaking dark. How the hell was I supposed to suddenly know where they were?"

"Don't speak to me like that," Remus said furiously. "You could have used your wand to create light."

"I didn't have my wand!" Skye said just as angry. "I couldn't see, I didn't have a wand, I had no idea who was in the room. Excuse me for freaking out a little. I thought the best thing to do was get a teacher. Yeah, maybe we should have stayed together but at the time I wasn't really thinking of logical decisions to make. Instead, I was thinking about how to best look after, as you so kindly pointed out, the five underage girls in my Common Room."

"Why did you have to go? What if you were actually kidnapped?" Remus asked. "Then what would the others do?"

"It is my responsibility as a Head of this school to be the one to protect the students," Skye said. "So that is why I went. And, also the fact that I knew the room better than anyone as I kinda live there, in case you've forgotten. Then, if I was kidnapped, I'd hope that they'd think they'd got what they wanted and left. If they hung around, though, Hermione would be more than able to look after them. She is a great prefect and everyone knows she should have got the Head Girl position. Not only that but you and I both know that Ginny, Iris and Rhia are more than capable of protecting themselves. They are hardly vulnerable to attack."

"You make some good points," Remus admitted. "But you still should have stayed with the other girls or taken them with you."

"I was a little freaked out," Skye said. "I wasn't thinking straight."

Remus ignored her and turned to the next person in line; Jono.

"So tell me Jonathon," Remus said. "Why did you participate?"

And so on it went. Remus went through each of the teens, questioning them thoroughly. Perhaps he was trying to make them see that what happened was wrong on so many levels, but he only really succeeded in making them all angry at the injustice of the situation. The Marauders did so much worse during their time at school!

When Skye voiced this, however, Remus was less than impressed.

"You are not us," he said. "Those stories are fine to share with you but you know that isn't the way to act. We know it too, and we regret some of the rash decisions we made while we were in school."

"So you admit you made rash decisions!" Rhia exclaimed. "So why is it so hard for you to understand that sometimes we do too?"

"Yeah, we're only human," Dan added. "Besides, the DNA of the Marauder's lives in all of us it's only logical that we should make rash decisions as well."

"We have taught you better than that," Remus said angrily. "We have taught all of you better than to act that way."

"We're teenagers!" Skye exclaimed. "How the hell do you expect us to act?"

"I expect you to act your age!" Remus said. "You are seventeen Skye. Act like it."

"Act like it?" Skye repeated. "Act like I'm seventeen? Do you remember what you did when you were seventeen? Because I specifically remember Dad sharing stories with my about what you got up to when you were seventeen."

"Just because we acted like that doesn't mean you should as well," Remus said tightly.

"But it means that you should understand that sometimes rash decisions are made," Harry joined the argument. "That sometimes we act on impulse."

"You should learn to control that then," Remus said.

"Like you Dad?" Dan challenged. "Like you control your impulses? Each of us knows that you are so pissed off at us all you want to do is yell at us. But the fact remains that it's not helping. Maybe you should control your impulses."

"Do not talk to me like that," Remus warned again.

"But it is true," Iris said quietly. "You're angry, we understand that. But all this discussion is achieving is making us angry at you. It's really late, and we're all tired as well so this is probably not helping."

"Iri's right," Skye said. "We should talk about this in the morning."

"When we've all cooled off," Jono added.

"Fine," Remus said. "But I expect you all in here after class tomorrow."

"How am I supposed to survive class?" Jason complained. "I'll be too tired."

"You should have thought about that before," Remus snapped. "And if I hear that any of you miss or are late to your first class there will be hell to pay. Understood?"

The group all nodded.

"Good," Remus said. "Now get to bed. No detours."

The teenagers scrambled to their feet and headed out the door without a single backwards glance.

"Thank you for making that point Dan," Jono grinned. "I thought we'd never get out of there."

Dan shrugged.

"Dad hates it when we turn his logic back on him," he said. "And it is true."

"One thing's for sure, though," Jason said. "I really hope I don't have him tomorrow."

"Oh god, me too," Rhia said.

"Anyway, let's not think too much about it," Skye said. "Come back to my Common Room, we can crash there."

"Thanks Skye," Harry said. "And I'm sorry about today."

"So am I," Skye said quietly. "I shouldn't have hit you."

"I shouldn't have done it in the first place," Harry said quietly, wrapping his arm around Skye's shoulders. "Any of it. The whole scare you in the Common Room thing and the whole protecting you thing which just led to this mess. I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about it," Skye advised.

"But I really am," Harry said. "It's just hard for me to let you grow up."

"That's sweet," Skye said. "And I understand, I think."

"Good," Harry grinned.

"It's hard for me too you know," Skye said. "Trying to understand you trying to let me grow up."

"It's because I care so much about you," Harry said, kissing the top of Skye's head. "I love you."

"I love you too," Skye smiled.

She could never stay mad at her twin for too long and, although she would never admit it, she was glad Harry was the way he was. It would be weird if he wasn't. He just wouldn't be Harry unless he was always watching her back.

A/N Okay, okay; I know my updates are getting slower and probably worse too...but I am trying my best, I swear! Haha. Please review?