"It just doesn't make sense to me," Hermione groaned slamming the cover of her book and pushing it across the table where a large stack was already gathering.
Harry jumped up, his glasses askew from where he had fallen asleep searching his book.
"I don't understand any of it, and mum and dad won't tell us anything," Ron added agitated
"I can't find any mention of Ginevra Dunham- or any Dunham's for that matter," Hermione added.
"Sirius always tells me everything, maybe I should write him," Harry offered straightening his glasses, as he looked across the table at his two friends.
"I guess he just failed to mention he was shagging my little sister," Ron responded loudly, causing a few heads to turn in their direction.
"Shh," Hermione whispered, throwing a glance over her shoulder to make sure they hadn't caught the attention of Madame Pince.
"It's not his fault, he didn't realize she was the same girl from his past," Harry defended, his green eyes darkening, as he defended his God Father.
Ron looked at Hermione for help, as his face turned a shade similar to his hair.
"Harry," Hermione began slowly, trying not to cause a scene in the library. "Even you have to admit that doesn't make sense, he was in love with her, how could he not know?" Hermione asked gently.
***
There was a light wrap from the other side of his door, but Sirius made no move to open it.
The door slowly opened and Remus walked in carrying a tray of food.
"You have to eat mate, Molly has cooked more food in the last few days then I think I've ever seen," Remus chuckled.
"I didn't ask her to," Sirius replied deadpan, his eyes glued to the moving picture clutched in his hand.
Remus slammed the tray on the table against the far wall causing Sirius to jump and look up at his friend.
"This needs to stop now," Remus said, switching into the voice he usually reserved for students.
"You weren't the only one that loved her Sirius, look around you, this house is filled with people that loved her. You're not doing yourself or anyone else favors by sitting up here refusing to eat."
"They have the right to though!" Sirius shouted, his voice surprising him and Remus. "They have the right," Sirius repeated again, his voice fading, sounding more pathetic and ashen than it had when Remus first entered the room.
Remus stood there taken aback, unsure of what to say, but scared to interrupt, as this was more than he had gotten out of Sirius for the past few days.
"They're her family and her friends, they watched her grow up, and those people know Ginny Weasley. They know her, I know Ginevra Dunham, and how much of that was even real?" Sirius added, his eyes blank as they starred transfixed on the picture in his hand.
"Then tell them, they know Ginny, tell them about Ginevra, tell them about the girl we fell in love with."
"What if I'm not ready? What if I'm not ready to share her yet?" Sirius asked, his voice cracking.
"Then do it for them," Remus answered honestly.