Hey! Happy Single Awareness Day! This chapter is dedicated to all my single peeps out there! *winks* So now that Harry and Tess are at Hogwarts, what trouble will they get into? And what else about the two will be revealed? How will Harry react to Sirius and Remus? All these questions and more will be answered in this chapter! Enjoy! Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

"Harry! Harry!" Bea screamed. Harry looked around, but he didn't recognize where he was. The room was dark with glass walls. It was cold, the glass making the room seem colder. He felt shivers go down his spine, but it wasn't because of the cold. A cloaked figure stood there, clutching Bea. Harry wanted to fight this man, but he knew he wouldn't have a chance.

"Say goodbye to your friend, Harry Potter," the figure sneered. Harry lunged at him, trying to grab Bea's hand. The figure disappeared…

Harry woke up in a sweaty panic. He grabbed his wand and clutched it tightly, his heart racing. He waited a couple of minutes until he was sure nothing was there. The black-hair boy leaned back in his bed and sighed. He couldn't remember the last decent night of sleep he'd had. Most of his nights were like this, waking up from dreams he couldn't understand. So many things haunted him, and few gave him peace.

The nightmares had been a regular part of his routine for two years now. Harry couldn't remember what had triggered them, only that they had started. Tess always tried to get him to tell her about them, but he couldn't. They were too scary, too gruesome for her to handle.

"Harry?" Tess's voice called out. Harry saw her standing in the doorway, a blanket thrown over her small shoulders.

"Hey," he greeted. "Couldn't sleep?" Tess nodded shakily. Harry patted the spot besides him. Tess jumped up and got under the blankets. It wasn't even weird for them to sleep in the same bed anymore. When they lived at Fiona's, Bea would always insist on the three of them sleeping in the king-sized guest bed. And though they would all usually be nice and spread apart when they went to sleep, the trio always ended up tangled in each other's limbs and hair by morning. After…. the thing, they had been nomads, sleeping close together for warmth and protection. Tess had been scared to let Harry out of her sights for even a moment. She didn't want anything to happen to him. When they lived in their tent trying to find Horcruxes, the two shared a cot with their friends. It felt so weird to be sleeping in a normal bed in a normal room.

"Night, Harry," she whispered softly.

"Night, Tess," he replied back. The two drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

Sirius Black pounded up the Gryffindor stairs excitedly. Not only did he get to revisit his old dormitory, the place of so many fond memories, but he also got to wake up his godson. Of all the regrets he had, not being there for Harry was probably high on the list. If only he hadn't gone after the blasted rat… If only he'd gotten to Godric's Hallow sooner…

Snapping out of his melancholy thoughts, the Anamigus walked up the stairs. Upon walking towards the door, however, he heard Harry talking to someone. Since the voice was deep, he assumed Harry was using the fireplace.

"No, I haven't told them yet," Harry stated in an annoyed tone, as if the person he was talking to was an idiot for trying to ask the question.

"Good," the man approved. "Now's not the time for you to be taking too many risks, Harry."

"The old coot has eyes everywhere around here anyway," Harry grumbled.

"Use the map," the voice instructed. "I'll send you an owl tomorrow."

"Okay," Harry agreed. "Talk to you later." The voice faded away, and Sirius knocked on the door. "Come in," Harry called out.

Sirius stepped into the room and was struck by two things. The first thing was how clean the room was. He spotted a knapsack sitting on the side table and Harry's leather jacket hanging from the bedpost. Otherwise, there was nothing there to distinguish the room. Sirius was surprised since both he and James had been big on decorating their rooms, but he figured that it could just be a habit that the boy had picked up on the streets.

The second thing he noticed was Tess sound asleep in Harry's bed. The brunette's face was peaceful as she slept. Her hair was spread out onto the pillow. Sirius caught Harry's eye and gestured to Tess. Harry deduced what he was asking and shook his head. "Nightmares," he responded vaguely. Sirius only nodded, not knowing what to say to his godson. Harry turned to look at Tess sleeping. He nudged her shoulder gently. The girl moaned. "Tess, get up."

"No…" she whined. "Five more minutes."

"Last time you said that, you slept for another hour," Harry reminded her with raised eyebrows.

"Go away," Tess mumbled.

Sirius decided to speed up the process and butt in. "Well, I guess we'll just have to go eat a delicious home-cooked breakfast without you…" he trailed off.

Harry caught on and smirked. "And the strawberries…" he baited, knowing his best friend could never say no to strawberries.

Tess sprang out of bed like a lightening beam. "I'm coming!" she shouted energetically, grabbing her shoes and running out the door. Harry rolled his eyes. He turned to Sirius.

"Thanks," he said casually before following his friend out the door. Sirius sighed. It was going to take a while to get close to Harry, but he was willing to wait. If only there was some way to get to know him…

The teachers of Hogwarts (excluding Umbridge) plus Sirius and Remus sat in the Great Hall eating breakfast and observing their two newest students. Dumbledore had to admit neither of them were what he would've expected, but he expected to like them nonetheless.

Tess scrunched her face up in disgust as Harry put jam and butter on his toast. "That's disgusting," she commented as he folded the piece of toast in half and took a bite.

Harry rolled his eyes and swallowed. "Worse than sausages in ketchup?" he shot back, pointing to her plate.

"That's different," Tess argued.

"How?" Harry challenged.

Tess got stuck. "Well…" she trailed off

Harry looked victorious. "Ha!" he shouted. Tess rolled her eyes, noticing the professors watching. She couldn't jinx him in front of them.

After that, breakfast was relatively quiet. Everyone ate their food in silence, not knowing what to say. After a few minutes, however, Hedwig came flying in with a bundle of letters. She sat on Harry's shoulder and nibbled at his ear affectionately. He fed her a piece of sausage, and she flew away. Harry untied the bundle and started sorting through the letters.

"Luna, Theo, Sean, Daphne and Astoria, Stephanie…" Harry mumbled, tossing certain letters to Tess. She scanned the envelopes curiously, smiling as she spotted certain names.

"Luna Lovegood?" McGonagall questioned causally.

Tess nodded with a smile. "We meet her in Italy when we were thirteen," she explained with a laugh. "Her dad and she were on an expedition."

"For what?" Sirius asked, trying to refrain from rolling his eyes. He knew Mr. Lovegood, and the man was eccentric at best.

Tess shrugged. "Only they know," she joked.

"I'm sure they knew what they were looking for," Harry defended. "The best thing about Luna is her ability to believe in things you can't see."

Dumbledore smiled. "Is this ability you possess yourself, Harry?" he asked.

Harry fixed him with a hard stare. He smiled sardonically. "I wouldn't be here if I didn't, Professor," he all but hissed at the older wizard. He turned to Tess. "You know where to find me." She nodded, and he walked away, a stack of letters in his hands.

Something struck Remus as odd. "If you two have never been to Hogwarts, how will you know where to find him?" the werewolf questioned with a raised eyebrow.

Tess smiled slyly. "The map," she stated.

Remus and Sirius looked at each other in shock. Was it possible? Could Harry really have the Marauder's Map. As far as they knew, it was still in Flich's office from when he confiscated it. The group had mourned over the loss of the map for a good month. "The map?" Sirius repeated hopefully. All of the teachers groaned. The Marauders had caused chaos with that map and the Invisibility Cloak. They could only imagine what Harry could do with it.

The brunette nodded and pulled out what appeared to be a faded piece of parchment. Sirius, realizing the mystery of the map would be ruined if the teachers heard, cast a quick charm so that only he and Remus could hear what Tess was saying. "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good," she chanted, tapping the map with her wand.

Sirius sighed. "I've missed that map. Where did you get it?"

"Fred and George," Tess replied with a smirk. "Harry did them a favor, and they gave him the map. Of course, they probably would've given it to Harry anyway…" she trailed off.

"But why would Harry want the map if he didn't need it?" Remus asked suspiciously.

Tess fixed him with an intense stare. "Because we knew who the Marauders were," she replied seriously. "Fiona constantly told stories about you guys and all the pranks you pulled at Hogwarts. She told us about the map."

"So where's Harry now?" Sirius interrupted, remembering the disappearance of his godson.

Tess checked the map. "The Quidditch pitch," she said with a knowing smile.

"Is he good?" the former prisoner asked eagerly.

Tess gave him a mischievous smile. "Well, let's go see, shall we?" she teased. Tess liked these two men, and she wanted Harry to as well. God knows he could use some parental figures in his life. Plus, she knew Harry had always wanted to get to know the living Marauders if he had the chance, though the black haired boy would never admit that. Harry never admitted wanting anything out of his reach so that it wouldn't hurt if he didn't get it.

"Lead the way!" Sirius shouted. And so the two Marauders and Tess headed out to the Quidditch pitch, not knowing what to expect.