I do not own Harry Potter and please read the note from Chapter 1. Ignorance is so NOT bliss.

Finally we are getting to a very strong point in the story...

Heh..heh...

Fibinaci...-Missing that's all. She disappeared once the revelation of Harry's innocence was known.

Chapter 50

Return of the Grim 1

It is now two days before they were to be fully married, and Gabrielle was smiling warmly as she touched her belly. She has not as of yet, had told Harry of her gift to him. Fleur as a veela already detected it just the other day as her body was changing as had Remus and Tonks.

And of course both Tonks and Fleur had immediately pounced on her in delight.

"My baby sister is to be a mother!"

"Fleur! Let her breathe!"

Babbling herself now in French as she pesters her with questions, Gabrielle giggles. When she finally calms down, the small group of men and women look at the blonde in delight.

"Well do you know if it is a boy or a girl?"

"A boy..." Gabrielle said with a soft smile as she looked at her sister. The implications of this hitting the older Veela faster then you can think, the blonde bends down to touch her belly with a kind of wonder.

"Are you sure?"

Nodding her head, Gabrielle touched her sister's forehead to share the magic she has felt since his conception. It does not have the usual delicate flare of a Veela woman, but the strength of a male.

"I want to name him after his father and godfather who have gone Remus. What are their names?" Gabrielle asked the werewolf, who almost sobbed as the honest expression on the young woman's features. "I think once I tell him, it will be nice to have a name to go with the announcement..."

"James and Sirius were their names..." The wolf managed to choke out as he reached and hugged the blonde for all that he could. The young woman smiled as she accepted the embrace. Much like her Harry, this man had been through a lot and only those who have endured similar hardships at one time or another could really understand.

"Then please help me with the announcement for Harry? Do you think he would like the name James Sirius Potter?"

Nodding his head, the old wolf holds the young woman close to his heart. His hug was fatherly as well as filled with an eternity of gratefulness. He looks at Gabrielle who studies him with a confused look as he speaks.

"Thank you..."

"For what Remus?" The younger of the two Veelas ask with a curious gaze.

"For being who you are. For helping Harry to heal and to think..."

Smiling as if in understanding the young woman just gazes at him in such a way that Remus knows she is stating that he was welcome. At that moment, before anything else is said, the person that they all mutually loved came walking through. Although the atmosphere of the room felt happy, he was admittedly puzzled by the silence.

"Did I miss something?" Harry asked in confusion. He and half a dozen of the wolves had left go stop an attack earlier that day upon a muggle household. Through their contact with Draco, his small group was getting some of the reports and things that the Order could not get to right away.

One of the problems that they had noticed lately was that Voldemort had been planning multiple stages of battles since that day in Diagon Alley, almost three months ago. So many were now occurring at once, that despite the wins, and the light side turning the battle around.

The Order and Ministry were being spread to far out to be doing much good.

Harry and the shifters from La Royaute, helped stopped more than a couple these last few days and they were taking its toll. Immediately as he walked in Harry found himself being fussed over by not only his fiancée, but by the rest of his newly mixed family.

Fleur had taken on the role of medic/potions maker. She was by no means as perfect as Snape, but with aide from Gabrielle who worked beside her. The sisters had enhanced their potions with Veela Magic, enough that 90 percent of the time, they worked almost as good.

What is strange is that although their magic was an illusion when used mostly, it was as Fleur stated many times recently.

When it comes to healing, it is as much mind as it is magic. By giving the taker the illusion of it being the best there is, the body accepted it as such and so even the weaker potions could be as effective as the strong.

The theory behind this kind of magic was indeed intriguing to Remus as well as Tonks. The two quizzing both blondes over it, the two sisters were delighted to explain about their magic in even further detail.

It had left both with various ideas for the future...

No one noticed that something quite unwelcome was lurking in the shadows save one...

And that one realized the real truth behind Voldemort's plans of attack.

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Sirius paled as he recognized the silver pawed rat skulking about the house. Screaming at Harry or anyone else to listen it was at that time that Nimue had stepped forward.

Knowing what Remus would have thought as he witnessed the house being rebuilt, The former convict of Azkaban was pleased and proud of what his best friend the Wolf had done for his godson.

But now, despite everything, he grew fearful for not only Harry but for everyone else...

"Damnit Remus! Smell...get Moony to smell the air!" The dark haired man ranted aloud. Hell get anyone to sniff it!"

"You can't sniff what smells, tastes, and acts, like another animal..." Nimue said sadly as she approached. The knowledge in her mind is breaking her so much, that as it begins to happen she must be close to calm down this man who will surely be screaming and upset. "You can't detect when something else overwhelms..."

"You know what will happen though!"

Sadly nodding her head, the fae witch looks at Sirius with a look of sadness and pain. "I do...freedom and death..."

"Can't you do something?"

"No..." Nimue cried out softly. "I t is why I am here, there are some things that as much as I try to change it, even Fate will pull me here to keep from doing so."

"No...No...NO!" Sirius screamed out in rage. "Don't do it! Don't let it happen!" The man yelled to the gray mists surrounding the only color in this place. "Don't destroy his life again!"

Screaming and yelling himself hoarse, Nimue herself cried in despair, the words of the second prophecy coming to mind, she whispers them softly to herself as she stares at the events about to unfold...

Like one trapped before

The Grim resides

Growth is the key to freedom from mine

Realization that all is not the same is the test all must pass

Freedom then for the Grim will come

But the price will be high

Death is the key

To survive for love to the blessed one

Must be given in exchange

To free he who is wanted by the Phoenix that isn't but is

A willing sacrifice must be made

Silent and sad as she watches as Sirius now tries to force his way out through the misty images that appear around him now even more the before. Already tendrils of magic that is rightfully his reaches out from that plane of life to reconnect with its master.

"I hope you manage to get out soon Sirius Black...I hope so..."

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Is currently bawling her brains but posts this anyway