The Legend of the Serpent's Tongue

Legend of the Serpents Tongue

Chapter 23

A Secret Revealed

Bellatrix Lestrange couldn't believe her good fortune. She had just returned from the Forbidden Forest with Lucius and decided to check out the village one last time before apparating back to the Dark Lord's headquarters. Lucius had thought her foolish and apparated back to their master to give another negative report. Bellatrix had opted to remain behind for a few more minutes. In truth, she didn't relish the thought of the punishment she knew Lord Voldemort would inflict. She fervently hoped that he would take most of his anger out on Lucius before she arrived.

She had been on her way towards the far edge of Hogsmeade when her thoughts were interrupted by the distinctive sound of her Blood Traitor cousin's motorcycle. 'Well now, I may have something to bring my master after all,' she smiled to herself. 'Sirius will be almost as good a prize as the Potters or Severus Snape. The Potter girl cares for him.' She gloated remembering how Harry had tried to use the Cruciatus Curse after her Blood Traitor cousin had fallen through the veil in the Department of Mysteries. 'If I play my cards right Sirius will be in the Dark Lord's hands before he knows what hit him,' she snorted rushing towards where the sounds had stopped in the direction of the Hog's Head. Stealthily picking her way through the alleyways to avoid being seen, she spotted her cousin's motorcycle behind the inn. 'Stupid ass, he didn't even bother to conceal it,' she mused as the rear door shut. 'Damn, he's gone inside with someone. It can't be Potter though; he would never bring her here. Besides, the other is too tall,' she reasoned when another movement caught her attention. A large bird flew down from the tree behind the alley landing softly on the ground in the shadows. Her eyes opened wide as the bird transformed into the Potter girl! Stepping from the shadows, she moved swiftly, sending out the stunning curse before the girl could point her wand. 'This will be a day of victory for my master!' Bellatrix had gloated madly when Potter had recognized her too late.

Bending down to pick up the unconscious girl's wand her mad thoughts continued. 'The Dark Lord will reward me greatly for her capture. I may even become his second and dethrone that smug Lucius.' Kicking Harry's prostate form for the sheer pleasure of it, she decided to have some fun before bringing her to Lord Voldemort. It would also make her less likely to resist.

"Enervate!" she muttered pointing her wand at Harry to revive her. She sat up groggily looking around. Seeing Bellatrix glaring down at her Harry's memory kicked in and she automatically reached for her wand only to be met by cold laughter. "Looking for this little Potty?" Bellatrix taunted spinning the wand like a baton. "My Master will be so pleased to see you."

"Your master is not long for this world," Harry spat, heart racing, attempting to stand.

"Ah, ah, ah...we'll have none of that. I can't risk your flying away now can I?" Bellatrix sneered kicking her back down. "And just to make sure you behave," she sneered, "I will have to punish you severely. Crucio!" Bellatrix cackled pointing her wand at Harry chest.

Normally Harry would have fought the curse but she needed to get help. Giving in to the pain she screamed loudly as Bellatrix insane laughter echoed through the alleyway all thought of subterfuge lost with the insanity that permeated her brain...

Sirius received the frantic call from Lupin via his medallion within minutes of securing the room at the Hog's Head. He immediately alerted Circe to stay put and retreated back to the first floor to speak with the barkeeper.

"Aberforth, I need to leave the building. Harry has left Hogwarts alone. They believe she has headed into the village. I need to start searching for her," he whispered nonchalantly. "Keep an eye on the stairs for anyone trying to go up. Circe is aware of the situation."

Aberforth nodded imperceptibly, continuing to clean the glass in his hand with a filthy gray rag. Sirius threw a coin on the bar before letting himself out the front door. Looking around he made sure no one was within sight before transforming. The few citizens of Hogsmeade paid scant attention to the large black dog loping up the street nose to the ground, his ears pricked. They were too intent on making their way home for the evening, most of the shops having closed an hour ago...

Ron and Hermione were snogging in the Astronomy tower. He had gotten off duty an hour ago and Hermione had been waiting with a picnic basket. They snuck up to the tower for some time alone away from the prying eyes of the students and teasing of the faculty before Hermione had to go back to her duties in the library.

"I love you Herm..."

"Wotcher, Ron!" Tonks sharp voice interrupted as she tripped through the door. "Harry's gone off the castle grounds alone and is headed off towards Hogsmeade. We're back on duty!"

The couple sprang up immediately, jumping apart, feigning innocence as Tonks smirked at their disheveled appearance. Hermione recovered first and looked at Tonks in dismay.

"Why did Harry leave?" she questioned the Auror.

"Don't know, Remus only said she was upset and flew off towards the village in her animagus form. Snape and Dumbledore have gone after her since Remus is laid up with the full moon. Now let's get going Weasley before she gets herself into some serious trouble." Tonks spun on her heel nearly upsetting one of the telescopes, motioning for Ron to follow. "Where is the goblet?"

"In my quarters. I'll get it pronto!" Ron yelled running in the direction of the quarters he shared with the other male Aurors. "Meet me by the doors to the Great Hall."

"You're supposed to carry that bloody goblet with you at all times! This will cost you Weasley," she swore after him exerting her authority as his superior before racing in the other direction.

Hermione was left standing alone in the tower a look of consternation on her face as she swept away the remnants of the picnic with her wand. Shaking her head, she murmured softly to the air, "Oh, Harry, what have you done now? You know the danger out there." She felt left out and worried. She wanted desperately to help. Her first thought was to go down and aid with the search but her common sense told her to stay behind in case Harry came back on her own. Nevertheless, she wanted to do something to help her friend. Nodding, she headed off down the stairs to find Arsinoe. They had to translate that spell before something terrible happened. She only hoped it would not be too late...

"Severus, have you any idea what caused Harry to go out alone?" Dumbledore queried as the pair hurried down the path to apparate to Hogsmeade. "I thought she was supposed to be working on her advanced Potions studies for the exam."

"I had to cancel Headmaster," Snape shrugged avoiding the Headmaster's intent gaze. 'This is my fault. I should never have taken my anger at her father out on Harry,' Snape thought worriedly. 'If anything happens to her it will be because of me. I was being such an ass dredging up all those painful memories. How was I to know she would pull one of her disappearing acts?'

"Severus, Lupin thought she was upset when he saw her come up from the dungeons. Then she just got even more so when she saw him returning with Arsinoe from seeing Sirius and Circe off to the village. Is there trouble between you three that might be causing her concern?"

"Nothing serious, Headmaster," Snape replied noncommittally. 'Hmm...It seems Harry is angry with me and jealous that the Marauders are paying attention to other women. Not that I care for my sister spending time with Black, but this may just be the opening I was waiting for, assuming I can convince Harry of my affections. Damn, why did I have to go off on her like that? I'm thirty-eight years old. I should be able to handle being called names by her stupid prat of a father,' Severus berated himself silently.

"Severus, we will need to be cautious. It will not do any of us any good if either you or Harry is spotted. I know you insisted on coming with me but I am concerned for your safety as well as Harry's."

"Headmaster, I am Harry's Protector and bound to her by blood. I dare say Lupin would have come in his wolf form if you had let him," Snape sneered. 'My former associates would have deserved what Lupin could have done to them,' Severus considered, enjoying the thought. If he had not been so concerned for Harry's welfare Snape would have grinned at the image of Remus attacking the Deatheaters. Only Bella and Lucius would have had the nerve to face off with the werewolf.

"Very well then, let's go. Keep your eyes open for Sirius. He is probably in his animagus form," Dumbledore informed him as they reached the gates. Raising their wands they disapparated into the night...

Sirius, disguised as Padfoot, was part way up the street when his sharp ears picked up a loud scream coming from the opposite direction. 'Harry!' he thought instantly turning around. Breaking into a run, he headed back in the direction he had come from. A moment later, he caught her familiar scent, along with another scent. It was vaguely familiar and that of a woman. Dashing as fast as his four legs could carry him, the smells became stronger, and his stomach lurched. It was a scent he should have recognized sooner, a scent from his childhood and long years at Hogwarts. It was cousin Bella's perfume intermingled with the smell of anger and madness. Nearing the end of the street, he slowed down keeping to the shadows, ducking into the alley behind the Hog's Head. Slinking on his belly, he crept forwards as another wand flash lit the night sky. He could see his cousin's tall gaunt figure standing over another who was writhing on the ground in pain. Crouching lower, he gathered his muscles, preparing to attack...

Ron ran into the hall by the main entrance. He had collected the goblet from his room and flown down the stairs from the tower where the men slept. It had seemed like forever but was in fact only a few minutes. He was breathless when he reached the bottom, the other Aurors waiting.

"About time, Weasel," Draco sneered, "you are holding up the search."

"Shut up Malfoy," Ron spat, "or you will find out what happens to a guy whose girlfriend has six brothers."

"Malfoy! Weasley! That will be enough. We are on Ministry business and I will not have the two of you quibbling. Once we find Harry you can both duel out your differences or be put out of the Auror Academy," Kingsly Shaklebolt reprimanded his two trainees. "Have you brought the goblet, Weasley?"

"Yes Sir," Ron replied snapping to attention. He held the goblet out before him.

"Has there been any flames coming from it?" Tonks questioned briskly.

"No Ma'am. That is a good sign. It means she isn't in trouble." Even as Ron spoke, a bright flash came from the goblet and it lit with blue flame. He was so startled he almost dropped it, recovering himself in time and sat it onto the stairs. Without being asked, he concentrated and what he saw made his hair stand on end...

Dumbledore and Snape appeared at the top of High Street and looked down towards the end of the street. They knew Sirius had started from the other direction where the Hog's Head stood off on one of the side streets. Snape's stance was stiff and his muscles taught, his pale face drawn into a deep scowl. Dumbledore was on the alert and the look in his blue eyes indicated he was ready for any threat that might arise. The usual twinkle was gone. In its place, there was an icy blue. He motioned for Snape to follow, and drew his wand. The younger wizard obeyed without question. Without a word, they began moving slowly down the street, watching for any sign of danger. They spotted a large black dog loping towards them, intent of trying to find a scent, when the silence was pierced with a muffled scream. The dog glanced in their direction and turned back in the opposite way at a run as the two men sprinted after him...

"Oh Merlin!" Ron exclaimed. "Harry is under attack by a Deatheater. She is under the Cruciatus."

"Can you tell where she is at?"

"In an alley somewhere but I'm not sure where. It's too damn dark even with the moon. Everything is in shadow...Hold on...I think I see Sirius bike!" Ron shouted.

"Come on, Sirius is at the Hog's Head on business," Shaklebolt called racing for the door. "Can you tell how many Deatheaters are there?"

"No Sir, I only see the one, but I think it may be a woman," Ron answered racing down the path.

"Aunt Bella," Draco remarked, "she would have no scruples about torturing Harry where ever she found her. She hates Potter with a passion."

"Ron, is that goblet too hot for you to keep holding like that? It will do you no good if you burn yourself." Tonks nodded towards his hands.

"Its okay, the fire is cold," he huffed reaching the gates.

"Malfoy, Weasley, and Tonks you're with me. I want the others to stay here and patrol the grounds. Make sure there are no attempts to get onto the castle grounds," he directed the other Aurors who were staying at the castle. "All right then, let's go." They all pointed their wands into the night sky and vanished...

"My Master will be so pleased to see you again little Miss Potty," Bella cackled shrilly. "He will probably make me his first Lieutenant. Lucius will be so jealous." Her dark eyes sparkled wildly at the thought. "Crucio!" She hit Harry with another blast from her wand.

Harry screamed once again, turning her head in pain. That's when she caught a movement within the shadows. It was the outline of a large black dog, muscles tense, crouching to attack. She knew she had to keep Bellatrix distracted to give Padfoot his chance.

"Your...master...will never...have...me. I will send...him and Lucius Malfoy back...to...whatever pit...their...souls crawled...out of!" Harry spat back, now fighting through the pain. "And you...will...be given...to the...Dementors or...made to...walk through...the veil."

"Ha...ha...ha..." Bellatrix haughty voice mocked, "I will be the Dark...Arrrggghhh...," she screamed unable to finish her sentence as Sirius leaped onto her back, digging his sharp teeth into the nape of her neck. Blood and spinal fluid was spurting everywhere as Sirius massive jaws partially severed her spine and punctured her jugular vein as Dumbledore and Severus ran into the alley.

Harry rolled over and grabbed Bellatrix wand where it had fallen, and pointed it at her. "Accio wand," she yelled and her own wand sailed through the air from the fallen Deahteater's robes into Harry's hand. Bellatrix was lying on the ground paralyzed, unable to move the right side of her body from the neck down as Sirius transformed.

"My...Master will...kill...you for...this cousin," she slurred, choking on her own blood.

"Let him try," Sirius growled fighting down the overwhelming urge to kick her in the head.

"More likely he will come after you for your failure to capture Harry and getting caught in the bargain," Severus icy voice remarked from over Sirius shoulder.

"We need to get Bellatrix medical attention and have the Aurors place her in a secure location," Dumbledore said surveying her injuries. Pointing his wand in the air he shot up a signal of red sparks...

"Look!" Tonks gasped as they apparated onto High Street. "It is Dumbledore's signal. "They are over near the Hog's Head."

"The goblet has gone dark. They must have found Harry," Ron added as the four Aurors proceeded towards the inn at a quick pace.

"What else did you see Auror Weasley?" Kingsly asked crisply.

"There was a dark shadow and something flew onto Bellatrix back. Then the flame went out."

"My guess is that shadow was a certain black dog." Tonks grinned knowing her cousin would have been furious at any attempt to hurt Harry.

"Tonks, you go inside and alert the barkeeper and check on the situation upstairs. You two come with me," Shaklebolt instructed as they reached the inn.

"Yes, Sir," they all chorused.

Tonks disappeared in the front door of the inn, while the others made their way around the building towards the alley...

"Are you hurt, Child?" Dumbledore queried as Harry shakily rose to her feet, wand trained on Bellatrix.

"I'll be okay, Headmaster." Harry looked up into her mentors face, illuminated by the pale light of the moon, and noted the worry. "I was unarmed so I deliberately didn't fight the curse hoping someone would hear me scream. I see it worked."

"You should not have been here in the first place," Snape snapped.

"What are you doing here, Harry? Why did you leave the safety of Hogwarts?" Sirius demanded beginning to feel angry that she would have done something so stupid now that he knew she was safe.

"I would like the answer to that myself?" Kingsly Shaklebolt's voice came from the end of the alley.

All heads turned in his direction, and Bella saw her opportunity for escape. Reaching into her pocket with her unaffected hand, she drew out a small dagger and threw it hitting Harry in the side. Harry fell to the ground with a gasp as Bellatrix retrieved her wand.

"Harry!" Circe yelled in alarm from the rear door of the inn as a strange voice yelled at the same time.

"Stupefy!"

Bella lay frozen as the group sprang into action. Sirius was immediately beside her but Harry was getting dizzy and everything looked fuzzy. She could see Circe standing at the rear door with Tonks behind her with a stranger on her right. Harry assumed it was another Auror whom she didn't know but he seemed strangely familiar. Her mind was too groggy to focus on his face as it was hidden by the shadows.

"Harry, lie still, Honey. We'll get you back to Hogwarts."

"Don't touch that dagger Black!" Snape yelled as Sirius went to pull it out. "It is poisoned and pulling it out the wrong way will triple the strength of the poison."

"How would you know that?" Sirius snapped.

"I know because I created it for the Dark Lord. When the dagger enters the flesh, a small spring activates in the tip and sends out the poison. If you try to dislodge it the poison is charmed to pour out even stronger."

"Sounds like something you would make," Sirius hissed angrily. 'Snivellus if Harry dies I will make you suffer,' he thought, all his old feelings of animosity coming back to the surface.

"We need to get them both to hospital," Kingsley bellowed, securely binding Bellatrix before Sirius and Snape could tear into one another.

"We will get Harry up to Poppy. Severus knows how to handle this dagger since he is its creator. Kingsley alert the Ministry and take Bellatrix to the security ward in St. Mungo's," Dumbledore directed.

Kingsley immediately levitated Bella away from Harry and motioned for the other Aurors to form a security team around him. Harry saw a flash of hot pink hair rush from the inn. 'I must tell Tonks that she is a sitting duck with that hair,' she thought inanely becoming more light headed.

"What can we do to help?" the stranger questioned, stepping into the light.

"Justinian?" Severus questioned taken aback.

"Yes, Severus, it's me. I'll explain later."

"I should think so," Snape snapped. "I am sure Tiberius will be most interested."

"Severus, we need to get Harry back up to the school," Dumbledore's stern voice interrupted. "All explanations can wait for later."

"Yes, of course, Headmaster. Black can you take her on your motorcycle? You can go directly to the school without having to walk from the apparition point near the gates."

"I will need some help to balance her in front of me since she is too weak to hold on to my waist but it shouldn't be too difficult."

"I will levitate her so that you can adjust her properly but take care not to dislodge or move the dagger in any way," Snape told him as Sirius mounted the motorcycle.

"I think it may be best if we immobilize her once Sirius has her properly positioned," Dumbledore advised. "That should help to keep the dagger from moving."

"I agree, Headmaster," Snape replied gently lowering her in front of Sirius.

"Padfoot..." Harry's voice came out in a whisper.

"Shh...Honey, don't try to talk. I'll have you back at Hogwarts before you can count to three."

"Padfoot...listen to...me...please," she begged weakly. "I...shouldn't...have come...here. This...is my...fault."

"I said hush!" Sirius said gently but firmly. "We'll talk it when you're healed."

"But..."

"Hush, Child, Sirius is right," Dumbledore admonished, his tone brooking no argument. "Are you ready Sirius?"

"Yes, I'll get her straight up to the infirmary as soon as we arrive. Will we need the Healer to come and help Poppy?"

"That won't be necessary, Black. I have the antidote for the poison but she will be quite ill for a few hours depending on how much she has absorbed."

"What about the wound?"

"We will let Poppy determine if she will need any assistance from Healer McBride," Dumbledore stated matter of factly. "There are very few things she is unable to handle."

"I...like...McBride. He...needs to get...together with Minerva," Harry giggled as the faces of the three men swam in front of her.

"Severus, is this normal?" Dumbledore questioned blue eyes starting to twinkle at Harry.

"I'm afraid so, Headmaster. The poison also has a truth drug attached to it so that you may question your victim before they die. They will also become euphoric."

"Albus...you have...very...sexy eyes," Harry began giggling weakly.

"Thank you, Child, but I think we need to get you back to Hogwarts."

"But I...like...the way...Sirius has me...cuddled up to...him." Harry moved her head to try to see her godfather better, but his image was swimming in front of her. "Sirius...did you...know you're...twins?" Harry's eyes were opened wide and her pupils dilated.

"Headmaster, she needs to get back now!" Snape said studying her intently. "The poison is spreading and it affects the central nervous system. This euphoria only lasts for a little while and then she will start to become numb and nauseous."

"I understand, Severus." Dumbledore nodded pointing his wand at Harry. "Immobulus! I think that will help to keep her still without her being too stiff for Sirius to hold onto." Dumbledore nodded in satisfaction. "Sirius, we will see you back at Hogwarts." Sirius kicked the bike into gear taking off into the night sky. "Come, we need to get back to the school as quickly as possible. I am sure it won't be long before Lord Voldemort realizes Bellatrix is missing," Dumbledore stated. "I will also be most interested in hearing Justinian's story." Dumbledore's blue eyes twinkled merrily and Severus had the impression that he already knew most of the tale.

"Headmaster, I think Harry should be told as well. I have an idea she was here tonight because I was here with Sirius," Circe explained as they prepared to apparate.

"Then we shall wait till Harry is well enough to hear you explanation," Dumbledore commented as Severus glared at Justinian. "On three," Dumbledore directed as they all raised their wands. "One...two...three."

They disappeared into the night and arrived back at Hogwarts a few minutes later. Circe headed up to the suite of rooms she shared with Phaedra and Tiberius, taking Justinian with her. Snape went down to the dungeon to get the antidote for the poison but knew Harry was in for a rough night. Fortunately, the antidote could be administered for up to an hour following the admission of the poison into the bloodstream. He met the Headmaster and Black in the infirmary. Harry was beginning to get nauseous and Poppy was examining the entry point where the knife still sat in Harry's side.

"Madam Pomfrey, please do not touch the knife until after I have given Harry the antidote. We do not want any further poison released until then."

"I understand, Severus. I am merely checking to try to ascertain the internal damage."

"Harry," Severus spoke softly as he approached the side of the bed, "you need to drink all of this. It doesn't taste very good but you need to take it all. I will need to give you some more in about an hour." He raised her head and gently put the vial to her lips.

Harry swallowed the potion and immediately gagged, but didn't throw up. She flopped back onto the pillow weakly, green eyes looking up at Severus.

"I should go and tell James and Lily what happened. They will want to know," Sirius remarked quietly.

"NO!" Harry croaked.

"Harry, they're your parents. They will want to know that you've been injured."

"No...No...No," she shook her head becoming agitated. "I don't... want them... here," she started to sob.

"Sirius it would be wise to wait until she is calmer and I have had a chance to work on her wound," Poppy told him with authority.

"Very well," he sighed.

"I will need to dislodge the knife," Snape advised.

"Why can't Poppy do it?"

"Because of the trigger mechanism. I need to deactivate it and then pull the knife out by hand. Any attempt at using magic to remove it will just cause it to open the mechanism further."

"All right, Snape, but you had better know what the hell you're doing."

Snape glared at Sirius before his nimble fingers began feeling the edge of the hilt. Nodding he pressed on a small aperture and swiftly pulled out the knife. Harry cried out in pain as a gush of blood poured from the wound. Madam Pomfrey immediately moved to her side and began to heal the puncture while the two men watched.

"Where's Albus?" she asked teary eyed.

"I'm here, Child," Dumbledore's comforting voice came from the door. "I have been here the entire time," he added coming to her side. "I felt it would not be in your best interests to disturb Severus and Poppy while they tended to your injury."

"I screwed... up again, Sir. I not... only... endangered myself... I could have... caused... major problems... for the Order."

"I never said I didn't expect you to make mistakes." He stroked her head fondly.

"My mistakes... can get people... killed," Harry frowned. "Why... do I feel... so dizzy?"

"It's the poison trying to work against the antidote," Snape replied. "Lie back and close your eyes. It is going to be a rough night, but I will stay and so will Sirius."

"Why? I'm... sure, you would... prefer... to stay... in your dungeon... and Sirius would... much prefer... Circe's company. Remus would be... with Arsinoe... if he wasn't... in wolf mode... right now," she sobbed bitterly. "All I'm good for... is to be... your little... burden." Harry lay back closing her eyes trying to fight the tears sliding down her cheeks.

"Ah...it seems the green-eyed monster has struck our little Phoenix again, as I thought." Dumbledore chuckled amused.

"I see... nothing funny, Headmaster," she cried in anguish.

"Harry, didn't I tell you awhile ago that you needed to trust me when it came to Circe?" Sirius questioned.

"Yes."

"Then why don't you?"

Harry's eyes flew open and she looked at Sirius in disbelief. "How can you... sit here... and lie to me? I saw... you... kissing her... up stairs... in the Hog's Head!"

"I see; why did you come into Hogsmeade in the first place?"

"Severus was... acting... like a prat. He... refused... to tutor me. Then... I saw... Remus with Arsinoe. I only... wanted... to be... with someone... who cared about me..." her voice trailed off as she suddenly sat up and began to retch.

"That will be enough, gentlemen. Whatever your differences are with Miss Potter it can wait until the morning. Her wound is serious and if Severus is to be believed she will be feeling quite ill while the antidote works on the poison," Madam Pomfrey cut in. It pained her to see Harry so unhappy and hurting.

"Madam Pomfrey is right," Dumbledore stated firmly. "You two go on and settle your differences as I can see you are both angry with one another."

"Headmaster, I need to be here to administer the antidote and as I am also her protector I will not leave her side, especially while she is in acute distress."

"Albus, as her godfather I have every right to be here and I am her protector as well." Sirius glared running his hands through his hair.

"Very well. I can see you at least take your duties in the Protectorship seriously. I shall also stay, as I am your trust keeper. Harry needs time to recuperate. In the morning she should be given an explanation of all of your behaviors and that shall include Professor Lupin," Dumbledore's blue eyes reflected his annoyance with the two younger wizards.

"Yes, Headmaster," Severus agreed cowed.

"I will make sure Remus comes down and fill him in on what happened in the morning," Sirius replied. "He'll be able to rest here in the infirmary with Harry."

Harry might have been interested in this conversation except that her head was throbbing and she was beginning to feel the numbness in her limbs from the poison permeating her system. Her eyes must have reflected her fear as Severus noted the look of consternation on her face.

"Harry, I want you to stay awake. I need to see how much poison is still in your system. Don't be frightened. You received the antidote in time but you will need more. Can you tell me what you are feeling?"

"I'm...dizzy...and I can't feel...my legs. I think I need... to throw...up." Harry leaned over the bed clutching her stomach as a wave of pain ran through her abdomen."

"Madam Pomfrey would you be so kind as to bring in some of the anti nausea potion for Harry?" Snape called over his shoulder as he began to rub Harry's back. He knew she had vomited once already and there was nothing left in her stomach. He also new she needed another dose of the antidote sooner than he had anticipated. He needed her to keep it down.

"Here Severus," Poppy said coming from the dispensary carrying a vial of orange liquid. "Is there anything I can do?"

"No, but we will need to keep her awake until the feeling in her limbs returns. I want to be certain there is no further progression. Sirius, I need you to massage her legs. We need to keep the circulation going and keep them warm."

Sirius moved closer and sat on the bottom of the bed. Pulling the blanket aside, he did as Severus instructed. He was angry with Severus but knew his experience as a Deatheater gave him an understanding of their traps and means of torture or intimidation. He had no choice but to trust in his skills. He wished Remus were there with them too. He considered going up and getting the werewolf but decided it would not be a good idea. He didn't really care that Severus was uncomfortable with Remus in his wolf form but he needed the man to remain concentrated on what he was doing. He felt helpless and frustrated just sitting and watching. Sirius promised himself that he would make it up to Harry. He also knew she needed to get her jealousy under control.

"Padfoot, I... didn't... mean it... you know."

"Mean what love?"

"When I... told you... not to go... and tell my... Mum and Dad. I just think they... have... too much else... to worry about... right now."

"Do you want me to go and tell them?"

"Later...I...um...need you...to stay here." Harry couldn't meet his gaze. She felt responsible and disgusted with her behavior earlier.

"I'll stay until Severus says he doesn't need my help and then I will go and tell them what happened," he replied gently. "Now try and relax. I see Severus has some more of the antidote for you to drink."

Gradually Harry began to feel her legs and the headache and nausea subsided. She was exhausted physically and emotionally and layback against her pillow finally allowed to drift into a deep sleep. She didn't hear when Sirius excused himself to go to the Shrieking Shack to inform her parents of what had happened to Harry. Nor was she aware of the gentle kiss Severus planted on her forehead after Sirius left the room. He believed Dumbledore had fallen asleep in the chair beside him. The Potions Master never saw the smile on the Headmaster's lips...

Harry woke to the sound of voices in the room but kept her eyes closed. She was confused for a moment and realized she was not in her room. Then the memories of the previous night came flooding back. She had gone to Hogsmeade to find Sirius after having an argument with Severus and becoming jealous of Remus. Then she had seen Sirius kissing Severus' sister. Her world was falling apart. Yet, Sirius had saved her when Bellatrix caught her off guard. He had left Circe to protect her. Surely, he still had feelings for her. It was all so confusing. She was frustrated and jealous and knew she had to come to terms with her emotions. Moving slightly in the bed, she felt a pull on her right side and recalled being stabbed and poisoned. 'Oh shit,' she thought, 'what on earth did I say to the Headmaster? Something about sexy eyes...Merlin I won't be able to look him in the face ever again.' Her thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice.

"I want to see Miss Harry! I heard Mummy tell Uncle Tiberius that she was hurt last night!" Phaedra wailed.

"Phaedra, Harry will be fine. She's asleep right now and needs to recuperate." Severus was trying to placate his niece.

"I don't believe you!" She stamped her feet on the floor. "I want to see her for myself!"

"Little One, listen to your Uncle Severus. Harry was quite ill. She will recover but she needs quiet." Harry recognized Dumbledore's voice. "As soon as she is feeling better I'm sure Madam Pomfrey will let you visit."

"NO! NO! NO! I want to see her now. I brought my bunny, Mr. Hoppity-Hop, to make her feel better."

"Phaedra," Lily's soft voice came from the end of the ward, "how about if I bring her the bunny. I'm sure she will be happy to see it when she wakes up."

Harry had the distinct impression Phaedra was thinking this over when she heard the little girl speak again.

"I can't let you take my bunny. I don't know who you are."

"You can call me Augusta and this is my husband, Julian. We are friends of Harry's."

"Hello, Phaedra, it's nice to meet you." Harry heard her father respond, and peeked out from beneath her lashes to see him shaking her hand. She realized she still had her extended wear contact lenses in place and was grateful. She didn't want to alert them just yet that she was awake.

"How do you know Miss Harry?" There was no mistaking the suspicion in the child's voice.

"We knew her a long time ago when she was just a baby," Lily Potter told her gently.

Harry could see the child studying the couple intently and then give a mischievous smile.

"You look wrong. Who fixed your faces and why are your names different? Miss Harry told me her Mummy was Lily and her Daddy James."

"What do you mean, we look wrong?" James Potter questioned the child.

"Humph... nobody ever tells me anything so I have to have Mr. Hoppity-Hop listen when I'm in bed. He told me the bad wizard woke up Miss Harry's Mummy and Daddy and they came here to Hogwarts. But I saw Miss Harry's picture book and they don't look like you..." the child scrunched up her face thoughtfully. "You have to be them though. You are the only new people here since we came. So somebody had to fix your faces, like when Mr. Sirius turns into a dog. Didn't you like your names? I think Lily is a pretty name. It's a flower you know."

Harry heard Sirius snort with a short bark of laughter and let her eyes travel towards the sound. He was sitting with a very tired looking Remus, who lay on another bed. The Potters had looks of consternation on both their faces. Harry was enjoying the whole scenario.

"Little One," Dumbledore looked at Phaedra, giving her the full effect of his twinkling blue eyes, "why don't you come with me up to my office? You can help me to feed Fawkes and I will share some lemon drops with you."

"Mummy doesn't let me have candy in the morning," Phaedra pouted up at him.

"She doesn't have to know."

"We can go after I see Miss Harry," Phaedra tossed her head at Dumbledore before looking back at the Potters. "Did Uncle Severus give you one of his magic potions to make you look like that?"

"Phaedra, you are being rude and asking questions which don't concern you." Harry noted that Severus was trying not to loose his patience. "Does your mother know where you are?"

Phaedra shifted uncomfortably, knowing that her uncle knew she had most likely sneaked out of their living quarters. "Mummy and Uncle Tiberius are still asleep. Hazel brought me my breakfast."

"And where is the house elf now? Why isn't she watching you?"

"Um...she went down to the kitchen. She wanted to fix Mummy her breakfast so it would be ready when she got up."

Harry could tell Phaedra was lying to her uncle. What was worse, Harry knew Severus was aware of it too.

"Phaedra, what did you do to the house elf?" He was giving his niece the same dark glare that he gave his students. She avoided his gaze looking down at the floor.

"Phaedra, it's okay," Lily interceded, "you can tell us. You won't get into any trouble."

The little girl smiled up at Lily Potter. "I like you. You won't tell Mummy and Uncle Tiberius what I did, will you?"

"Not if you tell us the truth."

James was grinning, while Sirius was trying not to laugh. Harry sensed Severus was annoyed at their interference. Dumbledore shook his head, warning him not to interfere. Remus' twitched his lips but did not open his eyes.

"Well...I told her to go into the closet and count to two hundred so we could play hide-n-seek. When she closed the door and got to twenty I sneaked out to visit Miss Harry."

Harry couldn't contain herself any longer and opened her eyes laughing. Phaedra ran over to the bed and flung her body on to of her.

"Oomph," Harry grunted, shifting uncomfortably from the pain in her side, still chuckling merrily. "That was a very clever trick you played on your house elf. Worthy of any budding Slytherin, wouldn't you say so Severus?" Harry asked smirking at his dark glare.

"Miss Harry, I think Uncle Severus is mad at one of us."

"Actually, Phaedra, he is most probably mad at both of us. You for sneaking off and me for leaving the castle grounds alone last night."

"Ahem," Dumbledore cleared his throat looking at Harry over his half moon spectacles. "Harry, we need to talk."

"Miss Harry, why does Headmaster Mr. Dumbledore, look so funny?"

"What do you mean by funny, Phaedra?"

"His eyes, they usually are sparkly like they were before. Now they look like they're kind of frozen."

"Well...you see, Phaedra, he is a bit angry at Miss Harry. She has a habit of getting herself into trouble," Harry explained unable to meet Dumbledore's intense gaze with one of her own.

"Doesn't he love you any more?"

"Of course he does. That's why he's mad at me."

"I don't understand."

"Hmm...The best way I can explain it is that when you do something wrong, like tricking Hazel, your Mum and Uncles get mad at you, right?" The little girl nodded in affirmation as Harry continued. "They get mad because they love you and you did something to either scare them..."

"Like sneaking out," Phaedra chimed in.

"Right, or something that disappoints them."

"Oh, do you think you'll get in trouble? Can you get detention now that you work here and don't go to school?"

"No, the worst thing that would happen is that I would be fired from my job, but..."

"Headmaster, Mr. Dumbledore, you aren't going to fire Miss Harry are you?" Phaedra questioned him in consternation.

"No, Little One," he smiled reassuringly, "and Harry knows that. She is also aware that we are disappointed that she didn't try to talk to us and ran off to Hogsmeade. She was upset with Professor Lupin and your uncle Severus."

"I still am. I am also more than a little upset with Sirius," Harry responded glancing at her godfather. "You see, Phaedra, Miss Harry and your uncle had a quarrel yesterday and then I got mad at Mr. Remus because I was jealous."

"You have no need to be, Harry," Remus spoke up weakly. "I told you that before." Remus was looking over at her with a weary expression, his golden eyes unblinking.

"Let's just say I may have misunderstood what I was seeing because I was upset with Severus."

"What did you and Severus argue about, Harry? You said last night that he refused to tutor you." Sirius questioned curiously.

Harry met Severus dark eyes. He was standing very still and Harry was reminded of a wax statue.

"Harry was late, as usual, for her lesson," Severus stated quietly. "I merely told her that if she could not be on time she obviously did not want to pass the potions exam and was wasting my time."

"So you kicked her out again, Snivellus?" James Potter remarked angrily.

"That will be quite enough!" Harry shouted. "As an empath I was more than aware that something else was bothering him." Harry glowered at her father. "Old memories die hard, and if you have ever been the victim of a bully, which I have, you would know that."

James was taken aback by the anger his daughter was directing towards him. He looked at Lily shaking his head. He had no clue as to what Harry was talking about.

"Harry, I have no idea what you mean," he told her perplexed.

"Unless I miss my guess Severus overheard you calling him Snivellus yesterday when he came up to Arsinoe's classroom. You caused him to dredge up all those old memories of how you and Sirius tormented him and got away with it! Now you've just done it again!"

"Harry, we never got along. I told you old habits died hard. I meant nothing by it."

"Miss Harry," Phaedra questioned, "are you going to tie them together like you did with Mr. Sirius?"

"Not this time, Honey," Harry said giving her an affectionate squeeze.

"I should hope not," James responded arrogantly.

"James..." Lily started but Harry held up her hand to silence her mother.
"Ha! I knew you were Miss Harry's Mummy and Daddy," Phaedra yelled in triumph at Lily's slip.

"Shush Phaedra; you have to keep that a secret. I will explain in a minute," Harry told her with a wink before redirecting her attention back to James Potter. "I shouldn't have to remind you that Severus is one of my Protectors. He has also been guarding me since I first came to Hogwarts. As much as he didn't like me, and believe me he didn't because every time he saw me he equated it with you, he still knew he had a life debt to you. He was there for me on many occasions as I am sure you well know. I think it is high time you apologized to Severus and thanked him for looking after me! I also do not want to hear you call him Snivellus ever again!" she said through gritted teeth. "As for our lesson problems, that is something he and I will just have to work out between ourselves."

James Potter studied his daughter. He could feel her anger and sensed the power within her. The only other time he had ever felt something like that was on the rare occasion he had seen Dumbledore angry. Slowly he moved over to where Severus Snape still stood, unmoving. He extended his hand.

"Severus...I was a real prat when we were in school. I meant what I said that time that I should have chosen you as my friend instead of Peter. I know that it wasn't just the curses, you gave as good as you got, sometimes even better," James smirked. "I just went too far that time I humiliated you after OWL's. I...well I never thought about what something like that could do to a person. I'm sorry. You helped Lily in Potions when we were in school and you looked after Harry. My arrogance only ended up hurting you and my daughter." James swallowed hard and everyone in the room knew what an effort it was for the proud man to admit his mistake.

"Apology accepted, Potter." Snape took James outstretched hand slowly, almost as if her were afraid the man were up to something sinister. After a reluctant handshake, he turned his attention back to Harry. "Harry, I will expect you back in the Potions classroom for your lesson on time this week. Be prepared to stay for a double session. You have to make up what we didn't do yesterday. Do not be late again or I will withdraw my sponsorship for the exam. Is that understood?"

"Explicitly." Harry tried not to grin too widely. She understood that this was Severus' way of admitting his mistake without losing face.

"Now will someone tell me why Miss Harry's Mummy and Daddy look different?"

"We're in hiding, Phaedra," Lily explained coming over to the bed and pulling up a chair beside the two girls.

"Why? The bad wizard knows you're awake."

"He wants to hurt them Phaedra, and use them to get to me," Harry answered. She did not want to tell her that Voldemort was also trying to capture her uncle Severus.

"Don't worry, Miss Harry will make him go away again. Then you won't have to hide any more and Miss Harry will be happy you're back home instead of in Heaven." Phaedra reasoned innocently.

Harry could feel everyone staring at her, and let her eyes drift out the window. 'How do I explain to this sweet child that when I send Voldemort away, if I even can, that I have to send my parents back too?' she mused wearily.

"Phaedra, would it be all right if I held Mr. Hoppity-Hop for a little while?" Remus soft voice asked giving Harry time to ponder a response. "I really don't feel well."

"Your wolf won't eat him will he?"

"No...Uh...he doesn't like rabbits," Remus replied. 'No he only goes after humans when not contained.' The werewolf contemplated sadly as Phaedra moved over to where he lay on the other bed. She gave him the toy rabbit. To her delight, he cuddled up with it.

"Now you will feel better," she said pleased with his actions. "Miss Harry, why do you look so sad? Are you unhappy that I gave Mr. Hoppity-Hop to Mr. Remus when I brought him for you?"

"No, Phaedra...I...have to tell you...something. I'm just not sure how."

"Is it something bad?"

"Kind of," Harry sighed. "It's about my Mum and Dad."

Phaedra glanced quizzically over at the Potters, who had both seated themselves beside Harry. "Is it because they are hiding from the bad wizard?"

"In a way...you see...the bad wizard's followers did some very bad magic to bring him back..."

"I know that. Mr. Hoppity-Hop told me all about it. Something called Necmancy."

"That's Necromancy, Phaedra," Severus corrected soberly.

"Right, Uncle Sev, that's what I said!"

"Anyway," Harry waved her hand to keep Severus from interrupting again, "he used the same magic to bring my parents back here too."

"But you helped to save them. So why are you so sad?"

"Phaedra, they can't stay here. In order for me to send the bad wizard away I have to send them away too." Harry's voice came out in a rush.

"Will they go back to Heaven?"

"Yes, Phaedra, we will," James Potter responded quietly.

"Hmm...Then you shouldn't be sad, Miss Harry, cause they will be happy and wait for you and the bad wizard won't be able to hurt anyone ever again."

"Out of the mouths of babes..." Dumbledore smiled benignly at Phaedra but before he could continue, the door to the infirmary suddenly burst open.

Tiberius Snape stood framed in the doorway, scowling at his young niece. Flanking him on either side was Circe Snape and the strange man that Harry had seen at the Hog's Head. She wasn't sure, but thought that Severus had called him Justinian. Mad Eye Moody was behind them and she could just make out his magical eye roving around the room.

"Phaedra," Circe gasped running over to her daughter, "you scared me half to death!" she exclaimed scooping the child into a hug. "What ever possessed you to trick Hazel like that? She is upstairs punishing herself. You know better than to wander the castle alone," Circe admonished, as the three men stepped into the room.

"I had to make sure Miss Harry was okay. I brought her my bunny but Mr. Remus needed it more." Phaedra looked at her mother guiltily. "I didn't mean for Hazel to punish herself."

"What did you expect, Phaedra?" Tiberius questioned with authority. "You know she is responsible for you when we are unavailable. She failed in her duty to protect and care for you."

Harry could sense he was controlling his temper. She knew he was more than a little relieved that Phaedra was safe. Phaedra squired beneath his intense gaze.

"Tiberius, I think Phaedra has learned her lesson," Dumbledore intervened, his blue eyes twinkling as he looked at the two girls over his spectacles. "I believe Harry has as well."

Harry merely smiled coyly back at Dumbledore meeting his intense blue eyes with her own.

"Well, Potter, you were caught off guard," Moody's gruff voice interrupted. "You are the luckiest damned witch I have ever met but I don't think I need to remind you..."

"I know, I know, constant vigilance!"

"Damned right, girl, and don't you forget it again. Now I think it's time I fill you in, Black. Circe and Justinian have decided to take the risks involved. I personally think it's bloody stupid but it was their decision. After what happened at the Hog's Head they decided it wasn't worth causing Potter any more grief."

Harry immediately turned her attention to the man who had entered with the Snapes and Moody. He was about six feet tall with a stocky build, golden blond hair, reminiscent of Lockhart's and soft brown eyes. He had a long aquiline nose and thin lips. There was something oddly familiar about him. 'I know I have seen him somewhere before...but where?' she considered frowning.

"Sir, forgive my rudeness, but do I know you from someplace?" Harry asked, scanning the man. He was hiding something, she was sure of it.

"In a manner of speaking, Miss Potter, you do. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Justinian Snape, a distant cousin of Severus and Circe from Canada. I am also Circe's husband. Phaedra is my daughter." He looked at Harry with a subtle smile, as her mouth dropped open in shock. That was why he looked so familiar. Phaedra had inherited her father's features, just as Harry had, although not as pronounced. "Up until last night I was believed by all in this room except for Circe, Dumbledore and Mad Eye to be dead. Your godfather didn't know anything until he was assigned to guard us. He was in Azkaban when Circe and I met and fell in love."

"You're my daddy?" Phaedra questioned excitedly.

"Yes, Phaedra, I am."

"I'm sure Harry will be most interested to hear your story, Justinian, but I believe she needs to get some rest. Perhaps it could wait until after dinner?" Dumbledore queried.

"Not on your life!" Harry exclaimed. "I honestly believed Sirius and Circe were having a tryst in Hogsmeade last night since they have been going there so frequently. I want to hear this, Headmaster."

"I too will be quite interested to hear about Justinian's remarkable survival," Severus glared at the other man who was sneering back at him.

"Me too!" Phaedra agreed with enthusiasm. "Miss Harry," she whispered a bit too loudly over her shoulder, "do you think that man really is my daddy?" The others in the room grinned as Harry nodded at Phaedra.

"I think all of you will find it most interesting tale," Tiberius stated with the glint of amusement in his eyes. "Circe and Justinian told me their story last night so I will excuse myself," he stated curtly. "Albus if I may have some time with you before lunch, I have some news to report."

"Absolutely, Tiberius. I am most anxious to hear what you have uncovered. Shall we meet in my office in one hour?"

Tiberius nodded and swept out of the room.

"Please everyone, make yourselves comfortable," Justinian requested, conjuring extra chairs by Harry's bed.

Remus and Sirius stayed on the other bed, but the werewolf propped himself up, looking at Justinian, his golden eyes exuding a spark of interest. Severus Snape did not sit. He leaned against the wall, face set in a mask, dark eyes glittering, with his arms folded across his chest.

"I believe we should have some breakfast while we hear your story," Dumbledore remarked.

Almost as soon as he said it, a table appeared laden with coffee, tea, scones, bacon, eggs, and fresh fruit. It was obvious that the house elves had been prepared for this. They all helped themselves. Even though Phaedra had already eaten she happily took a few extra pieces of bacon.

"If everyone is ready I will begin my story," Justinian began, putting his arm around Circe. "I met the British branch of the family when I came here to work on an exchange program within the Ministry of Magic. I worked in the Canadian Magical Law Enforcement division as an Undercover Auror. At that time, it was my job to try to uncover any information about a supposed group of dark wizards who were the former followers of Lord Voldemort. This was before he actually returned, mind you, but rumors were still running rampant. It was believed that they were planning on starting a following in Canada and it was my mission to infiltrate the group and learn as much as I could."

"I thought that they already had followers in the America's," Remus stated with interest.

"They did, but most disbanded when the Dark Lord disappeared. Anyway, I was successful. It was during this time that Circe and I started dating. What I didn't know was that Circe and Severus' father was a member of this group although he and his children were estranged. He saw this as an opportunity to get his children back under his control and punish Circe for abandoning the Dark Arts. He believed that Severus was still loyal to the Dark Lord's cause and had been spying on Dumbledore who had gotten him cleared following Voldemort's disappearance. Silinius, that was Circe and Severus' father, was having me watched by someone within the Ministry. I later learned that it was Lucius Malfoy, who was the leader of the group. Malfoy made some inquiries and discovered that even though I was a Snape, I am a Half-blood. My mother was a Muggleborn. Well, this was sufficient ammunition to get rid of me but Silinius wanted to make an example out of me to his daughter. He was furious that she was going to marry a man who maternal lineage would pollute the Snape line. "

"Did they know you were a spy?" Harry asked, fascinated by the tale.

"Yes. Malfoy found out from someone he knew back in Quebec."

"How did you learn that you were being targeted?" Remus questioned.

"I found out purely by accident. There was to be a meeting one night at Silinius home and I accidentally overheard Malfoy discussing their plans with a man named MacNair while they were in the loo at the Ministry. It was a set up to have me killed."

"So what did you do?" Harry demanded.

"I immediately went to see Circe. I was afraid to go to anyone in the Ministry since I had already been compromised. She took me to see Dumbledore, who contacted his old friend, Alastor Moody. It was decided that we let the Deatheaters know that I had been found out, which was easy since I had no intention of showing up at the proposed meeting. We wanted them to believe that I was on the run and that I was going to bring Circe with me. We let them believe we were going to be married at a particular time and place, when in fact Dumbledore had already preformed the ceremony."

"So you staged your own death?" Severus sneered.

"Yes and no," Dumbledore replied. "Justinian had a portkey. He knew he would be attacked but wanted to make certain Circe was safe and well protected. We both know how Silinius would have reacted if he believed Circe knew what was going on or found out she had already married Justinian."

Snape nodded, "go on, and finish the story."

"I had a car and knew they would come for me, so I was supposed to have an accident before they got there. It was all arranged but something went wrong. We were caught unawares and there was a duel. Silinius was killed by one of the other Deatheaters when their curse went astray. The body that was later identified as me was just some poor homeless Muggle who happened to get in the way. The poor bloke never knew what hit him. I put my signet ring on his hand and portkeyed as they blew up the car. It was enough to satisfy the authorities and the Deatheaters since the body was unrecognizable."

"I never heard the whole story until today," Sirius interjected. "Was Lucius Malfoy there when you were attacked?"

"No, or he may not have believed that I was killed. Two others were there with Silinius, Crabbe and Goyle. I think it was Crabbe whose curse hit Silinius. In any event, they were either too stupid or too scared of Malfoy to say anything about the Muggle."

"Where did you go after you escaped?"

"I was hiding at Alastor's home for a few days. Dumbledore arranged for me to disappear."

"I wanted to go with him but Dumbledore and Alastor forbid it," Circe added. "It would have jeopardized Justinian's safety. We were able to stay in touch through secret rendezvous' and Justinian was given a new identity. I was going to join him as soon as it was safe."

"Why didn't you?" James Potter inquired.

"A few weeks later I found out I was pregnant with Phaedra. Justinian didn't want to jeopardize either of our safety. We were finally going to reunite permanently four years ago but...

"Voldemort came back," Harry finished for her.

"Yes. I wouldn't let Circe take the chance. He would have killed all of us. I couldn't let that happen. I knew Tiberius would keep them safe. I'm sorry, Severus, I didn't completely trust you. I thought that you were still one of the Inner Circle and didn't know if you knew that I was actually a Half-Blood even though Circe told me you were devoted to Phaedra. Dumbledore told me otherwise when he reformed the Order and I became a member."

"What were you doing for the Order?"

"I was sending back reports about the Deatheaters trying to recruit the students at Durmstrang. I was one of the Professors there. As an Auror, I knew how to alter my appearance so no one knew who I was. I also kept an eye on Karkaroff before he disappeared following the Tri-Wizard Tournament and the Dark Lord's return."

"What brought you here?" Lily asked with a tear in her eye.

"We finally thought we were safe after Harry defeated Voldemort, but Dumbledore wasn't so sure. It was arranged for me to come for a brief visit while Circe was in France on holiday this past summer. Sirius was to act as our bodyguard since he is an animagus. Moody reinstated him as an Auror after he came out of retirement and Sirius had been cleared of your betrayal and murder," he told the Potters. "It turned out that Dumbledore was right but I refused to go back. I have been in Hogsmeade at the Hog's Head watching the town and trying to find out what I could. Last night I saw what was going on and refused to sit idly by while Harry was being attacked. I saw Sirius go after the Deatheater in the alley and went to help. Circe followed, blaming herself for Harry's being there."

"I knew you were getting suspicious, Harry, but it was actually working to our advantage up until last night. I'm sorry we got you so upset but if everyone believed Sirius and I were a couple it helped to divert attention away from Justinian. I know how close you are to your protectors and I really felt guilty having to deceive you."

"That's okay, Circe," Harry smiled. 'Merlin, I really feel like an ass. Sirius will never let me live this down,' she thought.

"Unfortunately, you have blown your cover," Severus stated quietly, "and put our current spy in a compromising position."

"You're right, of course, Severus," Justinian conceded.

Harry looked up sharply, realizing they were talking about Tiberius, but her mind was working. "Maybe not," she muttered looking at Moody.

"You have an idea, Potter?"

"Kind of, but it may not work."

"Harry, if it will help our cause, then tell us," Dumbledore said studying her.

"Phaedra, why don't you go with Dobby and have him bake something special for dessert tonight for your daddy?"

"You just don't want to talk in front of me!" she pouted.

"You're right. It isn't something little girls should hear, but I promise I will tell you another secret if you do as I ask."

"What kind of secret?"

"I'll show you a magical map," Harry stated, eyes twinkling, as the three Marauders chuckled.

"Really?" Phaedra questioned wide-eyed.

"Yes, but you have to do what I said."

"Dobby!" Phaedra yelled with excitement.

"Miss Phaedra, Miss Harry Potter," the elf stated appearing with a bow. "You have need of Dobby's help?"

"Yes, Dobby, I want you to take Phaedra and find Hazel. Then you will all bake a special cake for dessert tonight for Phaedra's family. They will be having a celebration."

"Dobby will be happy to!" The house elf beamed jumping up and down. "Come on, Miss Phaedra, Dobby will show you how to make your favorite cake." He took Phaedra by the hand and headed for the door when Phaedra stopped short and turned around.

"Mr. Remus, will you take care of Mr. Hoppity-Hop for me?"

"Of course, Phaedra. He will be quite safe in my care." The werewolf grinned.

Phaedra nodded and followed Dobby out of the room.

"Now, Lass, tell us what it was that you couldn't say in front of the child," Moody demanded.

"Well...it's not...too pleasant. I don't even know if it would work."

"Why Harry? What could be so bad that you are hesitant about doing it?"

"It involves a dead body." Harry was unable to look at her parents.

"It's all right, Harry," James comforted. "We understand."

"Is it possible to alter the features of someone who is dead?" Harry questioned.

"What ever are you getting at, Harry?" Severus scowled.

"I was just thinking that if we could find an unclaimed body in the morgue or someone without family then maybe we could alter it to look like Justinian," Harry shuddered. "Then Tiberius could bring it to Voldemort after he puts an Avadra Kedavra curse on it in case Voldemort decided to check his wand. He could say he killed Justinian and that should assure his place in the Inner Circle and keep him from being suspected as a spy. I just don't like the idea of desecrating a corpse."

James came over and laid a comforting hand on Harry's shoulder. "I think it could work but I understand how you feel. You wouldn't want to see that happen to someone you loved or cared for. However, if the person had no family it might just help them to rest easier knowing they may have saved some other lives."

"You're father speaks the truth, Lass, and yes it is possible to do what you asked."

"Well Alastor, as I see no other alternative, I will have to agree. Nevertheless, Harry, what you have asked borders on Dark Magic. It is something that is only shown when one is studying to be a Sorcerer."

Harry looked up at Dumbledore. "Albus, I would never ask you perform any kind of Dark Magic."

"It is only borderline, Lass. The spell is the same one we used on your parents. It is semi dark since they are actually dead even though their souls have been returned."

"Alastor is right, Harry," Lily soothed. "I don't believe that anyone who has gone on will mind. Especially if they were on the side of the light."

"Very well, we shall inform the Order tonight. Harry I will let you know the outcome after the meeting."

"I can't come?"

"I should say not, Miss Potter," Poppy stated coming from her office. "You need to give that wound at least two days to heal. "You're not to move out of that bed for the next two days."

"What if I need to use the bathroom?"

"Then I shall walk you in and wait. You have a nasty habit of getting up when you are not fully healed! Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, Ma'am." Harry rolled her eyes, giving in. She knew Poppy would stand for no nonsense.

"Excellent, now I must go and notify the members of the Order and speak with Tiberius. I suggest we all leave Harry to her rest."

"Absolutely, Albus. She had a rough night." Sirius grinned wickedly.

"I know what you're thinking, Sirius Black, so don't go rubbing it in."

"Oh, and what might that be?"

"That I acted like a real ass," Harry shot back.

"You said it, not me," he laughed. Harry threw the pillow at him but he ducked and laughed even harder.

"Severus?" Harry looked at the former Deatheater.

"What Harry?"

"You have my permission to hex my godfather!"

"Indeed, it will be my pleasure," he pulled his wand as Sirius continued to laugh, ducking the minor spells that Severus directed at him.

James and Lily smiled at Sirius childish antics, reminded of his exuberance when they all attended Hogwarts.

"We had better go and make sure he stays out of trouble. Severus is enjoying this a bit too much," James smirked.

Harry sensed that he knew the two men would not harm one another, at least for Harry's sake. Remus looked on in amusement and started to rise from the bed but Poppy pushed him back down.

"You're not going anywhere, Remus. You need to rest and I dare say that Sirius Black will not provide you with adequate sleeping time to recuperate in time for tonight's meeting."

"Ah...Poppy...I will probably be indisposed for the meeting."

"Just the same, you will stay here for at least a few hours before you have to closet yourself in your room."

"Yes, Ma'am," he beamed with his still boyish smile. "Looks like you get some company today, Princess. I learned not to fool with Poppy years ago."

"Do tell? I think you want to stay because you know she'll feed you chocolate," Harry teased.

"You're right and if you're a good little Princess I might just share with you."

They both fell to laughing and were glad of each other's company. Harry continued to apologize to Remus about being jealous of Arsinoe. He told her not to get upset and that he was flattered she cared so much before asking Poppy to secure them a chessboard. They spent the next hour playing before Harry lay back exhausted. Her wound had been more severe than she had realized and she fell asleep after Poppy snuck a painkiller into her pumpkin juice.

Hermione and Ron came up while Harry was still asleep and did not want to disturb her. Remus proceeded to fill them in as to what had happened to cause Harry to go into Hogsmeade. He also told them that they would be informed of the other developments tonight since Dumbledore was calling for a meeting of the Order. They knew better than to question him further on the subject. Hermione told him that when Harry woke up to let her know they had finally deciphered the key to the translation of the spell. Arsinoe would soon have it ready for her to memorize and that it would be a good idea to start with the part that had already been translated as it was quite long. Remus agreed and promised to pass on the information before the couple left. Then Remus continued to enjoy his chocolate while he sipped a cup of tea, reading a book, until Poppy released him late in the afternoon. Harry did not awake until dinnertime.

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