It was late in the afternoon when Dad found me. I was curled up near the tiger enclosure; Dad knew that the tiger's are my favourite animals. I was sat on the bench when he sat next to me.

"Harry." He said softly. "Look at me."

I could feel his eyes on me, but I carried on staring straight ahead.

"Mum took Meg and the twin's home. She didn't want to leave until we had found you."

I said nothing.

"That thing you did back there…"

"I'm sorry Daddy." I said in a small voice, finally looking into his warm brown eyes. He gave me a small smile.

"You can't control it Harry, its no your fault."

He held out his arms for me. I snuggled into them and we sat like that for a while, just having a hug.

"Come on." Dad said getting up. There were people around cleaning up after the buzy day. "Let's go get something to eat."

We left the enclosure and walked to the nearest telephone box, where Dad phoned Mum to tell her that he had found me and that we were going out for a bit. Then we left the Zoo.

Dad took me to a small Chinese restaurant in the alleys of London. As we waited for the food to come we talked.

"Dad, why do we show it at such a young age, if we can't control it?" I asked quietly.

Dad didn't answer me immediately, our food had just arrived. When the waiter left he looked straight at me with a half-smile on his face.

"That's something that no-one knows. When I first showed signs of it I was about nine. 'Course I knew that I was one, since I was younger, same as you. I was in my garden with Sirius and I made the shed explode. Accidentally of course." He grinned.

"Sirius showed when he was nine too. Only he…" Dad broke off and laughed. "…he…he made his Mother's hair go crimson."

I joined in when Dad laughed. It was just like Sirius to do that the first time that he showed his magic. I had heard many stories about people with different coloured hair then normal. My hair had been bright blue once because of Dad, Remus and Sirius. Mum had almost killed them! It was an occupational hazard when you lived with the Marauders!

"Dad?"

"Mmmm?" He replied thickly, his mouth full of noodles.

"What was Sansa like?"

Dad almost choked on his food. "What made you ask that?" He said when he dislodged a stray noodle from his throat.

"Mum gets upset whenever she see's the picture in the hall, and when she see's Risa."

"Don't be silly Harry."

"She doe's! Risa looks a lot like Sansa doesn't she?"

"Yes."

I opened my mouth to ask another question and Dad sighed resignedly.

"Ok, Sansa was your Mother's best friend first. She knew Pettigrew before as his mum used to work at her dad's company…"

"But she never liked him?" I cut in.

"No, Sirius, Remus and I could never see why, Peter always seemed nice enough to us, he was"

"Wormtail." I said.

Dad nodded, "One of us Marauders, or so we thought. Sansa never seemed to trust him as far as she could throw him. When we were in our sixth year she managed to get your Mother to go out with me, on one date. I managed to bodge it up, but then something happened to Sansa's family, which made your mum realise that Voldemort was an actual danger to people, not just a bad dream. After that Sansa seemed to draw into herself and never seemed to be the same bright person that we all knew and loved."

"What happened to her family?" I asked.

Dad sighed. "Voldemort found them. He killed her Mother and Father, it was during the Christmas holidays, and Sansa saw it. When she came back she was quiet and didn't want to prank people at all. In potions once the professor paired everybody up and Sirius was put with Sansa. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. Which of course meant that he got teased something chronic!

Only Peter didn't join in, but he had always had a big crush on Sansa. At the Official ball at the end of year six, Sansa was asked to go by a Slytherin, a death eater, but Sirius stepped in and told him that she was already going with him, so the Slythrin had to back down. I think that was when Peter started to turn spy. To him Sirius had never betrayed him more."

"So Pettigrew only turned because of Sansa and Sirius?" I asked in amazement.

"Not only. I don't think that helped though."

"OK, was Sansa on the Quiddich team?"

"Seeker."

"Cool. What happened outside Hogwarts then?"

"When we left Sansa moved on to security. She was like a police officer, as was your Mum. They worked together to take down some really dangerous people."

"You mean like an Auror?"

"No. They weren't jus Dark Wizard Catchers. They worked with the Aurors though, Wizard-Muggle relations. So they caught both Muggles and Wizards. When we learnt that Voldemort was after us, Sansa, Sirius, and Peter were the only ones who knew, Sansa told Dumbledore, who insisted that he was the secret keeper. Sansa and Sirius decided to hide too, and made Peter their secret keeper."

"Is that when Peter betrayed them?"

"Yes, he was upset that Sirius had got 'his' girl, and other things that Sirius had done during the time that they'd known each other, and the fact that Voldemort wanted both Sirius and Sansa, thinking that Sirius was our secret keeper. Their house was destroyed and so they came to live with us… this was when you were about one."

He wriggled on his chair.

"The week after Sirius's birthday Sansa was asked by Dumbledore to go to France for a while, but she didn't return when she was supposed to. Voldemort found her and tried to get our whereabouts from her, that's when Severus saved her…"

"Do you mean Severus Snape?" I asked in amazement. "But you don't like him."

Dad tweaked my nose. "No, Sirius and I hated him. But he saved Sansa, and although Sirius and I toned down the hate to just general dislike Sansa and your mother became good friends with him. Severus was spying on Voldemort for us, and so we knew what he was going to do. On the Halloween when the twins and Meg were one, you were about five or six, Voldemort sent Peter Pettigrew after Sansa, and she was bound somehow."

"How do you mean?"

Dad bit his lip thoughtfully. "Sansa had an ancient magic that she knew, which meant that she could fight off most curses. She could always fight the unforgivable; the only exception was the killing curse. When Voldemort found where we lived he came for us, and made Sansa do his bidding."

"Dad, why was Voldemort after us? Why our family?"

Dad defiantly didn't meet my eyes. "Because he was after something." He said uncomfortably.

"Oh. So what happened?"

"Sansa was supposed to kill us, but she couldn't. She put us both under a strange spell, and we were made to look dead. Then she was made to follow Voldemort into you're room. Sansa stopped Voldemort from killing you. She stopped the curse by jumping in front of it."

"So she was hit instead?" I asked. I had never asked about that night before. Mum always got upset near Halloween, and Sirius would be moody for days.

Dad nodded. "She sacrificed her life so you could live."

I rubbed at my scar. Dad smiled. "Why?" I asked suddenly.

"Because she loved you. You were her God-son."

"But she had Sirius and Chari and Will…" I started

"Yes, but you were always 'hers'. She was your mum's best friend before she even talked to Sirius, and you were 'her baby' since you first smiled up at her. She loved Charisa and Will but you were there long before they were even thought about. Sansa would have risked, and she did risk everything for our family."

The waiter came over and Dad paid the bill.

"Come on Harry, lets go home, so your mum can stop worrying about you."

I started to follow him out but stopped.

"Dad?"

"Yes Harry?" He turned round to look at me.

"How did I speak to the snake?"

Dad went white, then recovered and ruffled my hair. "Because you're a very special boy Harry, always remember that."