The next morning, Emeline yawned quietly as she opened her eyes to the sunlight. It took her a second to register that she was still on the floor with a pillow and blanket she didn't remember. She sat up and Sirius bounded into the room.

"Morning, sleepyhead."

"Morning, Sirius." She mumbled tiredly.

"I never did understand the science behind it, you know. Why when you sleep well, you're less inclined to want to wake up. Happens to me everytime."

"Huh. Enlightening."

"Goodmorning, darling."

Emeline smiled as he entered the room when she stood. He planted a kiss on the top of her head as she threw the blanket she'd been sleeping with at Sirius.

"I'm sensing there's a team here and I'm not on it anymore." Sirius sulked jokingly with a roll of his eyes.

"You are. You're just the underdog." She snorted at her own joke which garnered a hearty laugh from Remus and drove Sirius' point home.

"I'll let it slide considering our morning subject material."

He quirked an eyebrow at them for explanation and Remus clasped his hands together nervously, just like he had at their first meeting.

"And that subject would be?" She ventured.

Sirius motioned to the small dining table offset from the kitchen and offered her a smile. "Shall we?"

She shot her dad a questioning glance but he was already following Sirius to sit. She trailed behind them and took a seat across from them. They looked between eachother before Remus began.

"Emeline, Sirius and I have been talking. There's something I believe to be in your best interest, especially in light of last night's discussion."

"I'm sorry you had to hea-"

"-no." Remus held up a hand to stop her. "I'm glad I heard it, however, despite your nightmares you don't have me convinced that you wouldn't attempt to investigate your… theory any further."

"Theory?! You don't thi-"

"-Em, as true as it may be, you are not to test its bounds. I know the moment you speak of. And the hard truth is," he breathed deeply and leaned back in his chair, sadness crossing his face. "The truth is that without guarantee of knowing you, I would never be comfortable allowing you to attempt what you did ever again."

"Okay.." she started slowly. "Then, what's changed to warrant a sit down?"

They glanced at eachother again, Remus' nerves increasing.

"Dad?"

"Your father thinks it best that you learn how to be an animagus." Sirius interrupted.

Remus opened his mouth to speak and shut it again. He stared at Emeline quietly, taking in her face. He wasn't actually sure anymore if she wore her motions loosely or if they were that in tune, but somehow he could easily read her.

And she was… upset?

"Why?" She asked shakily.

"I- well, you'd be safe." He finished lamely, unsure of where the conversation was going.

"I promised you I wouldn't get involved in a moon again and I don't lie. Ofcourse I'm curious, but I'm also-"

"-traumatized?" Sirius offered.

"Sure." She responded with an eye roll.

"Em, nevertheless. This isn't completely for worry of you trying to get through to me again… it's for mistakes like that night was."

"I don't want to be an animagus."

"Emeline, just listen."

She stood quickly. "No. I will not. You have my word and if my word is not good enough, I'm not sure what to tell you. Avoiding costly mistakes is your job and from what I hear, you've done it well your entire life. Perhaps you've too thrown caution to the wind in the name of concern as of late. It isn't like you, at all, from what I've learned, to leave your potion behind and completely ignore the daylight's fall. I shouldn't have to answer for how I responded to an unthinkable position. What's your answer?"

"Em, I- maybe you're right." Remus watched her closely, seeing her attempting to steady her breathing as he'd been teaching her. She stared back at him calmly. "Maybe I have been slightly haphazard. I saw your name on the map heading for Sirius and Peter and- and everything I knew just dissolved. You're precious to me. I was afraid you'd be hurt and I knew that I could…" he trailed off but Emeline did not break her stare. "I thought I was the best one for the job to protect you." He finished sadly.

"I think I'm going to go walk myself." Sirius announced loudly, already in dog form before they could respond.

Emeline and Remus were left looking at one another, unsure of what to say next, before she broke the silence.

"You knew or you thought?"

"I'm sorry?"

"You used both sentiments: you knew you were the best one for the job, or you thought you were. Which is it?"

"Well, after everything, I'm not su-"

"-dad, the first thing that comes to your mind."

"I'm your father. My every instinct is to ensure your safety, Emeline. I would give my life to protect you."

She breathed in slowly and nodded, reaching out her hand to his. He rested his over hers gingerly and she offered him a warm smile.

"I'll do it."

"You'll do what?"

"I'll train to be an animagus, if you feel it's in my best interest."

"I do think-"

"-you think or you know?" She asked again.

Confidence mounted inside of him and he nodded strongly.

"I know this is what you need."

"I trust you."