The Mathias Prophecy Book III

THE MATHIAS PROPHECY BOOK III

Happy Birthday

It was Sunday morning and the Weasleys had left the day before. Harry had been sad to see Molly Weasley go, and felt a pang of guilt over her selfishness regarding Sirius. She had arrived safely in Romania, and her son Percy had gone to visit his fiancé in Wales. Mr. Weasley was now staying with Dumbledore at the Snape residence for security reasons.

Draco too had left, to go and stay with his mother's family. Unfortunately, Lucius had indeed murdered his wife. Her body had been unceremoniously dumped one block from the Ministry of Magic. Harry and the others had done all they could to ease Draco's loss. In return for their help, he had promised them that when the time came he would stand with them against the Dark Lord and his followers.

Harry considered these thoughts as she awoke to find the sun streaming through the bedroom windows and Phaedra looking down at her from the side of the bed.

"Happy Birthday Miss Harry, how old are you today?"

"I am seventeen.," Harry smiled, stretching lazily.

&dquo;Are we going to go out today?"

"I don't know. I just know that today I feel happy and glad to have people who love me here."

"Mummy took me shopping and we bought you a present, but I'm not allowed to tell you what it is." Phaedra giggled, excited at the prospect of Harry getting a present from her.

"That's because you are not supposed to open your presents till after you sing Happy Birthday and eat the cake."

"Are we having cake for breakfast?" The little girl asked hopefully.

"No, silly, we aren't having cake until later on; probably this evening, after dinner."

"Oh, pooh, I like cake. I want to give you your present."

"It must be something very special if you want to give it to me now."

"It is. I helped mummy pick it out. It was..."

"Phaedra..." her mother's warning voice came from the door, "you almost gave away Harry's surprise. You have to keep the secret. You don't want to spoil it for her, now do you?"

"No, mummy, I'm sorry I didn't mean to."

"I know dear. By the way, happy birthday, Harry, I know you will have a simply fabulous day."

"Thank you, Circe," Harry replied tossing back the cover and climbing out of bed. "Now, little miss," she addressed Phaedra, "how about if we get dressed and go on down to breakfast?"

"Can we have a race to see who gets there first?"

"I have to take a shower, so unless your mum was planning on putting you in the tub, it wouldn't be fair."

"Actually, Phaedra does need a bath," Circe looked at Harry arching her brow. She was immediately reminded of Severus.

"In that case, you're on. First one down will get to open my birthday presents later," Harry said gleefully as she began grabbing clothes from her closet. It was a warm day so she hurriedly decided on a sundress and sandals.

Phaedra and Circe hurried from the room so Phaedra could have her bath while Harry showered. Not that it would really matter. Circe knew Harry would let Phaedra win.

Following her shower, Harry dressed quickly and then styled her hair in the manner the beautician had shown her. She then put in her contact lenses and applied some make up, and completed the ensemble with the medallion of Luna the Watcher Elves had given her.

She wanted to look pretty for Sirius. He had been more reserved towards her since their reunion. She was confused and hurt by this new attitude and wanted to get him alone to find out why he was acting so strangely. As she pondered his behavior, she heard Phaedra and Circe coming down the hall and smiled.

"Hurry, mummy, Miss Harry's door is still closed. She hasn't gone down yet."

"Don't run. You might fall and hurt yourself," Circe called after her.

"Phaedra!" Circe screamed and Harry heard a loud crash, and Phaedra crying.

Running out of her room, Harry flew to the stairs. Phaedra was lying in a heap halfway down on the landing. Her arm was dangling oddly and a huge purple lump was forming on her forehead where she had hit the wall. Her mother was frantically trying to comfort her as Snape came running up the stairs with Sirius. Dumbledore, Remus, and Mr. Weasley were all behind Harry at the head of the stairs.

"Mummy, I fell. It hurts," she sobbed.

"Sh...It's okay. We'll send for the healer."

"Phaedra, how did you fall baby?" Severus asked gently as he examined her injuries.

"I was running and tripped on the stairs. I wanted to beat Miss Harry downstairs. She said if I got downstairs first I could open the presents for her later."

"Well I didn't expect you to try flying," Harry teased coming down to sit by the landing. Phaedra started to smile, but Snape picked that moment to examine her broken arm.

"Noooo...," she wailed. "It hurts, Uncle Severus."

"It's all right, Little One. Your Uncle Severus will give you a potion so it won't hurt, and then Miss Harry will heal you," Dumbledore's warm voice came soothingly over Harry's shoulder.

"Miss Harry, are you a healer?"

"Just like the Phoenix," she winked.

"I'll go and get that potion for you now, so it won't hurt when we move you. What flavor would you like?" Snape smiled at his niece affectionately.

"Can I have strawberry?"

"Hmm...That's a tough one. Will cherry do?"

"Okay. I like cherry," Phaedra smiled wanly, as her uncle nodded, moving off down the stairs towards his potion room in the basement. "I want Mr. Hoppity Hop. Where is he mummy?"

"I'll get him. He's on the bed right where you left him," Circe told her daughter, heading back upstairs to retrieve the stuffed rabbit.

"Phaedra, you are being very good," Sirius smiled at the little girl. "Would you like to see Padfoot?"

"Your doggie?"

"Uh huh," he winked mischievously, and transformed into the big black shaggy dog. He then proceeded to sniff Phaedra and she managed to giggle weakly. Circe had returned and he snatched the bunny from her fingers, bringing it over to Phaedra in his mouth, who squealed with delight.

"Albus, where did this dog come from?" Circe inquired confused. "It isn't Snuffles."

"Mummy, it's Mr. Sirius. He can turn into a doggie!"

"Oh?" Circe looked at Dumbledore.

"Circe, I would appreciate it if you would keep the fact that Sirius is an animagus confidential. He is unregistered for security reasons at this time," Dumbledore explained calmly.

"If it weren't for his being able to transform without any one knowing my family would have been in serious jeopardy," Arthur Weasley informed her. "He posed as our dog in order to help guard us until my wife left for Romania and our son for Wales."

"Of course I shall keep this confidence. Does Severus know?"

"Yes, Circe, I have been aware that Black is an animagus for a number of years now," Snape said coming back up the stairs.

"Phaedra had calmed down and was happily petting Padfoot's head. She took the potion and drank it obediently. "It was good, Uncle Severus," she smiled at Snape, and then turned her attention to the others. "Mr. Remus, can I see your wolf sometime?" She asked innocently. Remus shifted uneasily as Circe and Snape froze.

"I don't think your mum or uncle would want you to," Remus looked at the little girl sadly.

"Well I think it's an excellent idea," Harry ventured boldly, looking at Dumbledore for support. "I think Circe and Mr. Weasley should too. It would help them to understand how people's attitudes can be wrong. The sooner people realize Remus affliction is nothing more than a disease the sooner they will get over their fear and prejudice, right Padfoot?"

"Woof, woof," Sirius barked in agreement.

"I agree with you, Harry. I think it would do a world of good, and not just for them. It will help Remus to feel more comfortable during his periods of transformation," Dumbledore beamed at her, patting Remus on the back.

"I don't know," Remus worried, "I don't want to frighten them."

"Doesn't my uncle make you a special potion to make you friendly?"

"Actually, Harry was going to make it today, with his supervision. She wants to practice doing it," Remus replied nervously.

"Mummy please can I see Mr. Remus wolf? I know he won't hurt me."

"Phaedra...I...," Circe began. She herself was afraid to confront Remus in his wolf form, but she did not want to frighten her daughter. Her logical adult self realized that his affliction was indeed a disease, but she had been taught from a young age to shun and fear werewolves. She had known about Remus when he had come. Severus and Albus had assured her that the potion made him quite harmless and he usually just curled up and went to sleep. Albus had also told her how Harry had brought him to the Halloween costume ball at Hogwarts and that he was quite docile.

"Circe, I have seen Remus in his wolf form, and he is nice and friendly. He pretty much also knows who we are, although he doesn't always remember what happens. He will just give you a good sniff and wag his tail. If you like, I will go with you. I would never jeopardize you or Phaedra, and neither would Dumbledore."

"Severus, what do you think? I know that you're uncomfortable when Remus is in his wolf state," Circe looked at her brother uncertainly.

"Circe, I am only uncomfortable because of what happened when I was a student at Hogwarts. I was there on Halloween and Remus was quite docile. He also protected Harry as much as he could during the confrontation she had with the Dark Lord in the Forbidden Forest. I think it would be a good lesson for Phaedra. She needs to understand that she should be cautious around werewolves, but the malady can be controlled."

"Miss Snape, I too need to learn the same lesson," Arthur Weasley spoke up soberly. "My son goes to school with Harry and is her best friend. He assures me that Professor Lupin is quite docile when he receives the Wolfbane Potion. I know Albus would not let him teach if he felt the students were in danger, and that Professor Lupin would resign if he thought he might harm them."

"He did too, at the end of my third year. Fortunately, he has come back. Many of the students know about his affliction, although he doesn't like it to be broadcast about the school. He worries the younger students will be afraid of him."

"Please mummy. I'm not afraid of Mr. Remus. I'll bet he's real pretty, like Mr. Sirius doggie."

"Albus, will you come in with us?" Circe questioned hopefully.

"Naturally, and so will Harry and Sirius."

"Mr. Remus, how come you can't turn into a wolf all the time?"

"It isn't like Sirius. He changes by magic. I change with the moon because that is how the disease works. It also hurts me," he explained truthfully.

"Then maybe you would like Mr. Hoppity Hop to keep you company. He always makes me feel better."

"Thank you, Phaedra, that is very nice of you to offer to let me use him, but Sirius usually stays with me."

"I'll take good care of him, Phaedra," Sirius told her transforming back to his human form. "Now I think your uncle wants to take you back up to bed so Miss Harry can fix your arm and heal the bump on your head."

"Professor, why don't you carry her down to the parlor? I can heal her just as easily down there."

"Very well, here we go Little Miss, how about if I give you a little ride?" Snape easily levitated the little girl and floated her downstairs much to her delight. He settled her on the couch, as Harry entered.

"Hey, Phaedra, guess what? You got down here ahead of me. You won after all, and will get to open my presents for me!"

"Did you hear that every body? I won! I can open Miss Harry's presents for her," Phaedra cried with pleasure, while the others all smiled. They knew Harry had deliberately told Snape to bring her down ahead of her.

"Now you just lie still for me, and I'll fix you right up. Then we can all have breakfast."

Harry closed her eyes for a moment to gather her thoughts so she could project the healing energy into Phaedra's injuries. Opening them, she began the process of mending the child's arm. It had broken in two places, but Harry mended it without any problem. Phaedra watched patiently as the blue energy stream flowed from Harry and into her. Harry then put her hand on Phaedra's forehead and was relieved to note there was no skull fracture. She healed the bruise quickly and then sat back on her heels.

"That's it, you're all done. Your arm is all fixed and the bruise on your pretty little head is all gone."

Phaedra moved her arm gingerly, and smiled, "Mummy look, Miss Harry fixed it. I'll bet she's the best healer there ever was."

"I'll bet you're right," Circe hugged Harry. "Now lets all go in to breakfast, shall we?"

"That my dear, is an excellent idea," Dumbledore agreed.

"I'll be right in. I need to sit and rest for a minute," Harry told them as everyone moved towards the dining room.

Remus hung back at the door and turned back to Harry. "Is something wrong, Princess?"

"I'll be all right. Why don't you go on ahead?"

"Aren't you feeling well?"

"No. I'm fine, honest."

"Something is troubling you? Now out with it, what's wrong?"

"Remus is Sirius mad at me? Did I do something to make him upset?"

"Why would you think that?"

"He hasn't been acting like himself since he came back. It's almost as if he is deliberately keeping his distance from me. I don't want to scan his emotions, not without his permission, but I don't know what else to do."

Harry stared out the window, unable to meet Remus gaze. She didn't want him to see how worried she really was.

"Have you tried asking him what is on his mind?"

"Every time I try to get him alone he finds an excuse to do something. I had to practically beg him to transform the other night, yet he did it for Phaedra without a problem."

"He was just trying to make her feel better."

"But I needed him to make me feel better too. I always loved it when he would transform for me. He knows it makes me feel safe. The other night it took all I had to face off again with Voldemort. I needed the feelings of security I always get when I put my arms around him, yet he avoided me. I almost lost him to the Dementors again, and I needed to know we were still there for each other."

"I see," Remus shifted uneasily.

"Something is wrong, isn't it?" Harry asked her voice barely above a whisper.

"You really need to talk to Sirius about this," Remus hedged, unwilling to give her a definite answer.

Harry just stared, her eyes wet, refusing to allow Remus to see her cry. He knew the answer to her question, but his loyalty to Sirius prevented him from telling her anything. She hadn't felt this alone and isolated in a long time.

"Go on into breakfast, I'm not really hungry," she said turning and walking out into the garden. 'Happy birthday, Harry, the one person on this earth you thought truly cared about you has turned his back on you. What am I going to do now? I can't go back to the Dursley's.' She considered the possibilities desperately trying not to cry. She was frightened and confused. She felt like her heart was breaking. Moving further into the garden, she transformed, and flew up into the trees. She wanted to be alone to cry where no one could see her. A few minutes later Sirius and Dumbledore came out into the garden.

"Albus, she isn't here."

"She's here," Dumbledore smiled looking up into the tree. Harry's tears had fallen onto his head. "Come on down, Child, we want to talk to you."

"Harry, honey, it's not what you think," Sirius said looking up into the tree where she was perched. "I don't want to see you unhappy on your birthday. Heaven knows you haven't had too many that were happy over the years."

Harry stayed where she was. She didn't know if Sirius was serious or just trying to get her down. As she looked down at them, some more tears fell on Dumbledore's head. The old man just continued to smile, and then Fawkes flew down from one of the second floor windows. He perched next to her, and began to sing, resting his head on hers. The Phoenix song, helped to soothe her, and she stopped crying. He was trilling softly in his throat, and Harry felt a wonderful sense of comfort. He then flew down and perched on Dumbledore's shoulder, continuing to trill peacefully. Harry knew he was telling her it was okay to come down, so she cautiously took to the air, flying in a circle over the garden to stretch her wings, fluttering softly down to perch on the arm Sirius held out for her.

"Child, you know you shouldn't transform without my permission. Circe and Phaedra don't know you are an animagus," Dumbledore reprimanded her softly, but his eyes were warm and kind. "Please turn yourself back and then we can talk. I know you are upset, but Sirius was telling you the truth. It isn't what you think."

Harry flew to the ground and transformed. "Why are you avoiding me?" she questioned Sirius uncomfortably.

"I'm not, Albus and I have been having a difference of opinion about how to protect you, and unfortunately, it has kept me preoccupied. You interpreted it as my avoiding you," Sirius put his arms around her. "I told you the truth the other night. Nothing will keep up apart from now on."

"Am I allowed to feel foolish for thinking you were deliberately trying not to be with me?"

"You are," Sirius grinned, "by the way, you look very pretty today."

"Thank you. I dressed in this outfit just for you."

"Ahem," Dumbledore cleared his throat. "Can we continue this happy reunion over breakfast? I was looking forward to some of those pancakes."

"Did he say pancakes?" Harry's face lit up.

"He did. They have strawberries too," Sirius said as they walked back in from the garden. "I hope they saved some for us."

"Me too," she replied as Sirius put his arm around her waist and they all went into breakfast.

Remus grinned as they entered, happy to see Sirius had smoothed things over with Harry. "We saved you all some pancakes and strawberries."

"Ah...now I won't have to turn you all into rubber duckies," Dumbledore joked, winking at Harry as he helped himself to the food and passed the platter around.

"Mr. Headmaster Dumbledore," Phaedra frowned, "would you really turn me into a rubber ducky?"

"No, Phaedra, he wouldn't turn you into a rubber ducky," Harry reassured her. "He might change your uncle Severus though."

"Indeed, Miss Potter. Perhaps I should change you into one," Snape sneered taking out his wand.

"Harry, why are you blushing?" Sirius asked turning on his famous charm.

"No reason," she choked trying not to laugh.

"Sirius, as her godfather I suggest you take her to task," Circe smiled wickedly. "If you knew what was in her mind just now..."

"Circe! Do you mind?" Harry got even redder.

"Mummy, why is Miss Harry all red? Is Uncle Severus really going to turn her into a ducky?" Phaedra asked innocently."

"Ahem, I think we should end this discussion right now," Dumbledore eyed them all over his spectacles, his blue eyes bright with laughter.

"I believe the Headmaster is right," Snape replied looking down his nose at Harry, as she popped a bite of pancakes into her mouth, pretending to concentrate on her food.

"Mr. Sirius are we going to do something special for Miss Harry's birthday today?"

"As a matter of fact Phaedra, we are. Miss Harry and your uncle have to mix Mr. Remus potion first though. Then we will be going out for the afternoon."

"Where are we going?" Phaedra asked her brown eyes sparkling.

"It's a surprise for Miss Harry, so you will just have to wait to find out."

"Oh...nobody ever tells me anything," Phaedra pouted.

"Don't worry Little One, I can guarantee you will have a good time," Dumbledore winked at Sirius.

"Remus, I know Sirius won't tell me what he is up to, but you being such a sweet, kind, and wonderful..."

"Forget it, Harry. All the cajoling in the world won't get it out of me."

"Professor Snape," Harry looked at him innocently, "I don't suppose you would be willing... On second thought you're more closed mouthed than a Jobberknoll."

"What's a Jobberknoll?" Phaedra asked curiously

"It is a kind of bird that never utters a sound until it is about to die," Snape explained. "Its feathers are used in truth drugs and memory potions."

"Headmaster, you're such a sweet amiable old man. You know how much I care about you..."

"I think she really wants to be a rubber ducky," Dumbledore laughed waving his wand as Harry dove under the table.

"Look, Miss Harry! Headmaster Mr. Dumbledore made a big duck out of the stack of pancakes!" Phaedra squealed with delight.

"Nice duck," Harry said cautiously popping her head up over the table. A giant yellow rubber duck was sitting where the pancakes had been.

"Child, what made you think I was serious about turning you into a rubber ducky?"

"The last time you waved your wand at me, I ended up with a rash and had to spend the night in the Hogwarts infirmary," Harry grinned getting up from the floor.

"Headmaster Mr. Dumbledore gave you a rash?"

"Only a heat rash. He did it the night your Uncle Severus and Mr. Remus found out I was a girl and not a boy." Harry smiled at the memory. It seemed like it had been a long time ago, yet it was actually less than a year. "He had to hide me so he could have time to tell the other teachers and students the truth."

"Uncle Severus what did you say when you found out Miss Harry was only pretending to be a boy?"

"I really don't recall."

"Don't you fib to her," Harry scolded. "He stood up as straight as he could, and then said what an unexpected surprise it was to meet me. His left brow was arched just like it is now."

"Mummy says Uncle Severus does that when he thinks something is funny. She can do it too, but I can't."

"How do you know, have you ever tried?" Harry queried.

"No," Phaedra admitted. She then sat and started trying to arch her brow, and proceeded to make them all laugh at her outlandish expressions.

"Headmaster, can we have our pancakes back. I don't know about you, but I'm still hungry."

"Can you reverse the spell, Child?"

"Are you giving me permission to use magic."

"We both are," Mr. Weasley spoke up brightly.

"Miss Harry, they're going to let you do some magic?"

"They just want to see if I can do it, Phaedra."

"Can you?"

"I think so," Harry remarked contemplating a reversal spell. "Patina massa reddo," Harry directed her wand at the duck and it immediately returned to the pancakes.

"My word, she did it. Very nice, Harry," Arthur Weasley smiled.

"Thank you, Mr. Weasley."

"I told you she was good, Arthur," Dumbledore remarked proudly.

"I don't see what the big deal is. You asked me to reverse the spell, so I did."

"Child, you reversed someone else's spell with out the help of a more experienced wizard or witch. You didn't use a counter spell from a textbook."

"In other words, Princess, you were able to create your own counter spell. You didn't use a standard one."

"I don't follow what you all are trying to tell me."

"Honey, it just shows that you are able to think independently when the need arises. You didn't ask for help and you didn't try to use something common like, Dissolvo incantamentum," Sirius smiled proudly. "What you did is considered advanced magic."

"I liked the rubber ducky," Phaedra sighed.

"I'll buy you a real rubber ducky, Phaedra," Professor Snape informed her with the trace of a smile. "I'm sure Miss Harry will know where to find one."

"Any Muggle toy store would carry them. It is a common bath tub toy."

"Will you get it for me today, Uncle Severus?"

"If Miss Harry will come with me."

"I think that will be a wonderful idea. You can both go after you make Remus potion. Then we will meet for lunch at the Leaky Cauldron," Dumbledore told them, giving a conspiratorial look to Sirius.

"I thought I would be spending the morning with Sirius after doing the potion for Remus."

"I'm sorry Child, but Sirius and I still need to discuss the matter of protecting you. I think we should get that out of the way first." Dumbledore looked meaningfully at both the younger wizard and Mr. Weasley.

"Can I go with you Miss Harry? I have never been in a Muggle toy shop."

"I guess it would be all right, so long as your mum and uncle agree."

"Severus, do you mind taking her with you?" Circe asked her brother. "I know what a handful she can be."

"I think Phaedra will enjoy coming. I know she will like the toy shop."

"Whoopee...I'm going to a toy store with Miss Harry and Uncle Severus. Can we go now?" She looked eagerly from one to the other.

"No, Phaedra. We have to mix the potion for Professor Lupin."

"Will it take long?"

"Professor Snape doesn't it take about an hour?"

"If I don't have to stop you or if you don't need my help you should have it done in approximately an hour. You haven't done it since last month, and I expect you to be a bit slow since you haven't had access to the ingredients to practice."

"Nice to know you have faith in my ability to mix the Wolfbane potion," Harry replied sarcastically.

"I know you will do just fine, Princess," Remus looked at Harry fondly.

"Can I watch Uncle Severus?"

"No, Phaedra. I do not want you down in the potions room. There are two many dangerous ingredients and instruments. You could get hurt."

"Miss Harry please tell Uncle Severus that I will be good. I just want to watch."

All eyes were on Harry, and she could feel Professor Snape staring at her. She knew she had to choose her words carefully.

"Phaedra, I have something more important for you to do. I need you to take care of Snuffles. I happen to know she has not had a nice walk since she has been in the city. If maybe you and Professor Lupin could take her for me I would really appreciate it."

"Can I mummy? Will you come with me Mr. Remus?"

"You will have to let Remus hold onto the dog, but yes, you may take her for a walk."

"I will be happy to help you walk Snuffles. We can take her to the park around the corner. Circe, would you like to join us?"

"I'm afraid I have some work to do for Albus and Head Minister Weasley."

"Please, Miss Snape, call me Arthur," Mr.Weasley smiled cordially. "I'm still not used to being called Head Minister."

"Only if you call me Circe, we aren't at work and there is no need to stand on formality."

"I will be happy to. Now I just have one request of Harry."

"What can I do for you Mr. Weasley?"

"If you happen to see an interesting Muggle toy that you think I could add to my collection..."

"I will be happy to pick it up for you," Harry chuckled wryly. She was aware of his collection of Muggle artifacts, and had given him a CD player last Christmas.

"I suggest we all get started on our morning's business since we will be going out for lunch," Dumbledore advised standing and motioning Sirius and Mr. Weasley to follow.

"I will see you later, honey. I know you will do a good job for Remus," Sirius winked playfully as he followed both Dumbledore and Mr. Weasley from the room.

The others also rose and headed out of the room to perform their planned morning chores. Harry and Snape descended to the basement potions room and Harry began to gather the necessary ingredients. She worked quietly while Professor Snape worked on some medicinal and truth potions for the Order. She was aware he was watching her though, and smiled inwardly. It pleased her to know that he felt he didn't have to stand over her while she worked. Finally, she heaved a sigh, and turned to where he was sitting.

"Professor, I'm finished."

"I can see that, Potter. Is there a problem?"

"Not unless you think I made an error mixing the formula."

"If you had, I would have stopped you immediately. Some of those ingredients are quiet expensive and I'm sure Professor Lupin would not like to have to purchase extra ones because you made a careless mistake."

"He pays for the ingredients for you?"

"He does, but before you get upset I will tell you that he insists on doing so."

"That sounds like him. I hope you are able to get him a decent price on some of the items?"

"Naturally, or at least he thinks so," Snape replied with the trace of a smile. Harry understood that he had been paying for some of the items without Remus knowing it. "Now I believe I heard Lupin and Phaedra come in a few minutes ago. Go on and give him his potion. I will be up shortly and then we can go to the toy store."

"Okay," Harry answered pouring the potion into a glass for Remus. Heading upstairs, she found Phaedra and Remus in the garden, having a glass of lemonade. "Professor, I have the potion for you."

"Thank you, Princess." Remus drank the potion with a grimace. "You need to get Severus to find a way to make it taste better."

"Mr. Remus you should ask Uncle Severus to make it in cherry. He always makes medicines for me in flavors."

"It isn't always that easy, Phaedra. Sometimes you can only mix certain things together," Harry explained patiently.

"Oh. I didn't know that. Mr. Remus are you still going to let me and mummy see you later on as a wolf?"

"I told you I would, and I meant it. I don't want you to be afraid though, so do as Dumbledore tells you."

"Will you really sniff me like Snuffles does?"

"He will," Snape's voice came from the garden door, "you are to stand still while he does so too."

"Can I pet you?" Phaedra asked looking curiously at Remus.

"Of course, just give me the time to sniff you so that I can recognize you by your scent."

"You'll like Mr. Remus wolf. He's big and fluffy."

"Is he more fluffy than Snuffles or Padfoot?"

"Yeah, he is," Harry nodded looking playfully at Remus. "Now I think your uncle would like to get going to the toy store for that rubber ducky he promised you."

"Remus thank you for keeping an eye on Phaedra while Harry mixed the potion for you," Snape nodded taking Phaedra by the hand.

"It was no problem, Severus. She is a delightful little girl."

"Would you like to come with us to the store?" Harry queried.

"No Harry, I am going to lie down. My body is aching quite a bit."

"I understand Remus," Harry gently placed her hand on his arm, and sent him some healing energy.

"I will see you all later then. I believe Albus said you would meet us at the Leaky Cauldron?"

"Yes, we will join you for lunch," Severus nodded arching his brow.

Harry followed Professor Snape out onto the street, and he hailed a Muggle taxi. Noting the look of surprise on her face, he arched his brow, but didn't say anything. They traveled for a few blocks and then pulled up in front of a large toy store on a main thoroughfare. Paying the cabbie, they then went inside. Phaedra was delighted, but knew better than to run ahead of her uncle.

"Look at all the pretty dollies," she cooed. "I have one like her!" she pointed to a doll with long blond hair, dressed in a fancy blue dress, with white socks and shoes.

"I like the stuffed animals, myself. They're nice and soft to cuddle at night," Harry smiled at Phaedra, picturing her holding Mr. Hoppity Hop. "Is your bunny the only one you have?"

"Oh, no, but he's my favorite. I take him where ever I go."

"I gave her that bunny when she was a toddler, and she hasn't let it go since," Snape smiled affectionately at his niece.

Harry could see how much he cared for her, yet she could also feel the sadness inside of him. Was he thinking about his lost son? 'How different he is when he isn't tense or worried. If Ron and Hermione could see him like this, they wouldn't believe it. He can be so nice, and I'll bet that he loves as passionately as he hates,' Harry thought as she watched him showing Phaedra a group of stuffed monkeys up in a banana tree display.

"Here we go, bath and water toys," Harry indicated the aisle they were looking for. "Look Phaedra, they have lots of rubber duckies."

"Look! Look! Uncle Severus they have one like Headmaster Mr. Dumbledore made," Phaedra pointed excitedly at a large yellow rubber duck. "Can I have that one?"

"Of course, baby," Snape reached up and took the toy off the shelf. "Harry we have time if you would like to browse around and see if there is anything Mr. Weasley might like."

"Sure, I saw an aisle back there with electronic toys and another one with mechanical items."

They made their way through the crowded store back in the direction they had come. Harry looked at battery operated cars and toys that sang or talked when you pressed them in certain spots. She finally decided to get him one of the moving toys, and settled on a singing and dancing chicken. Snape just pursed his lips and shook his head. Paying for their purchases, they left the store. It was a warm summer day, but not humid, so Professor Snape suggested they walk.

"Are we that close to the Leaky Cauldron?"

"It's only a few blocks from here. If Phaedra gets tired I can carry her."

"Look Uncle Severus," Phaedra pointed wide-eyed, "that store has puppies in the window."

"It is a pet store, honey. Would you like to look in the window?" Snape asked her pleasantly.

"Could we?"

"Of course, Harry you don't mind, do you?"

"No, not at all; I keep trying to convince your sister to get Phaedra a pet, but she wants to wait."

"Uncle Severus, please can I have one of the puppies?"

"No, Phaedra. You don't have the room for one. Besides, I thought you were going to help Harry with her dog?"

"I am, but I still want a pet of my own."

"Phaedra, as soon as your mum says you can have a pet, I will personally get one for you," Harry smiled trying to make Phaedra feel better.

"Really, Miss Harry?"

"Really, now lets get moving. It's getting hot and I could use a cool drink."

They continued for three more blocks, and then turned the corner. Snape consulted his watch, and appeared satisfied. Harry knew he was always punctual and just shook her head. She spotted the sign for the Leaky Cauldron about half way up the street and was glad. She was looking forward to lunch and wondered where they were going afterwards. Reaching the door, Snape indicated Harry should go in first. Pulling the door open, she stepped inside and her mouth hit the floor.

"Happy Birthday Harry!" A chorus of familiar voices all chimed at once. "Surprise!" Everyone was laughing and cheering as she was temporarily blinded by the flash from a camera.

Harry didn't know if she should laugh or cry, and realized she was doing both. For the first time in her life, she was truly shocked. She hadn't even been this stunned when she found out it was Professor Quirrel and not Snape who had been trying to kill her and steal the Philosopher's Stone. Everyone she knew was there. Hermione and her parents, Professors McGonagall, Flitwick, Sprout, Hootch and Moody. Hagrid with Madam Maxime. Neville Longbottom, Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas, and Colon Creevey was there with his camera. Oliver Wood, and Lee Jordan, had come too, and were sitting with Cho Chang. However, the thing that probably shook her most was that the entire Weasley family was there. Mr. and Mrs.Weasley, and all their sons, Bill, Charlie, and Percy, with his fiancée Penelope Clearwater. The twins, Fred and George, her best friend Ron, and the only Weasley girl, Ginny. Ron was grinning broadly.

Sirius was laughing smugly, and Remus smiled and winked as Phaedra took Harry's hand and Snape pushed her further into the room. Circe was smiling, her left row arched in the familiar Snape family fashion. Dumbledore came over and hugged her, blue eyes twinkling, a broad smile radiating affection, while Tom hung out a sign indicating the Leaky Cauldron would be closed until five P.M. for a private party.

"Miss Harry, did we surprise you?" Phaedra asked happily.

"Yes, honey you did. Did you know about this party?"

"Uncle Severus and mummy told me this morning. We had to take you out so you wouldn't know. Did I keep the secret good?" Phaedra asked looking around at the adults.

"Yes, little one, you kept the secret very well," Dumbledore affirmed, and Phaedra grinned with pleasure.

"What is everyone doing here? The Weasley's are supposed to be in Romania, and Hermione was in New York City."

"You really didn't think we would not come to a surprise party for you?" Molly Weasley beamed. "I was originally supposed to stay in Romania, but when I found out Sirius wanted to give you a party I knew we would all want to be here."

"That's right, Harry. It's about time you had a real birthday and not one where we're pulling bars off your bedroom window, or sending owls with your presents," Ron quipped, reminding Harry of some of her previous birthdays with the Dursleys.

"I made sure we would be getting back from America on time just to be here," Hermione hugged her. "It was worth seeing the look on your face."

"Yeh can say that again," Hagrid said coming over grinning from ear to ear. "Dumbledore an' Sirius both sent me a owl, tellin me ta 'urry up back from Romania. Said it would be a cryin' shame if I missed yer party. Well I jus' told Ron and Ginny 'bout it an' they told their mum, and well, 'ere we all are."

"Miss Harry," Phaedra interrupted, "is he a giant?"

"No, he's half a giant. Hagrid this is Miss Phaedra Snape, Professor Snape's niece. She is like a little sister to me."

"Nice ta meet ya Miss Phaedra. I be Rubeus Hagrid, keeper o' the keys and game over ta Hogwart's. I also teach Care o' Magical Creatures. If Miss Harry says yer like her sister than I'm glad. She'll look out fer yeh, she will," he said picking Phaedra up, and putting her on his shoulders.

"Wheeeee..." she laughed with delight at being up where she could see everyone. "Look at me; I'm up in the air."

Hagrid beamed and walked over to where Phaedra's mother was sitting with Professor Snape and the other teachers. She too knew Hagrid from her own years at Hogwarts.

"So do I get a hug for surprising you?" Sirius asked, his smile reminding her of the images she had of him at her parent's wedding.

"Actually, I could kill you. You are one sneaky devil. Telling me you had to talk to Dumbledore about protecting me..."

"Whoa, honey, that was the truth. Of course we also had our hands full with planning this party," Sirius grinned even wider. "We purposely had it in the afternoon since we knew you would want Remus to be here too."

"In that case, you deserve a kiss," Harry said kissing him on the cheek. "I would have been very unhappy if Remus wasn't here. Of course we could always have..."

"No, you couldn't," Remus chuckled. "A party at Hogwarts is one thing, but not one in the heart of London," he hugged her warmly. "Now let's get some food, I'm starved."

"You guys go on ahead, while I say hello to everyone."

"Can I get you something, honey?" Sirius inquired.

"I could use a cold drink. If you could get me one I would very much appreciate it."

"Anything special, or just something cold?"

"Butterbeer, since this is a party," Harry grinned happily.

"All right, but remember I will be keeping an eye on you," Sirius snickered moving off to get her drink. Harry greeted each one of her guests personally and thanked them for sharing her birthday. She was happy and excited, but soon realized there was one person missing. Looking around she frowned, and Sirius caught the expression on her face, as she helped herself to a plate of food.

"Harry, what's wrong? I couldn't help but notice you were glowing a moment ago," Sirius inquired as she took a seat at the table next to him.

"Nothing really...it's just that someone is missing."

"I thought I asked everybody. Who did I miss?"

"Dobby. I know he's a house elf but..."

"Harry Potter shouldn't be sad," Dobby's cheerful little voice came from behind her, "Sirius Black didn't forget to ask Dobby."

"Dobby, you are here!"

"Dobby apologizes for being late, but Dobby wanted to do something special for your birthday. So Dobby spent the morning making your present from him."

"Dobby, you made my present?"

"With Sirius Black's permission. Dobby wanted to do something he knew would make you happy, so Dobby made your birthday cake!"

He then snapped his fingers and a huge cake appeared on the table in the front of the room. It was decorated with flowers and rainbows. 'Happy Birthday Harry,' written across it, with seventeen candles, and a larger candle placed on the top for good luck. Harry smiled broadly, and kissed the house elf on the forehead. He blushed and hid his eyes beneath his large pliable ears.

"I hope someone gets a picture of the cake, Colin," she remarked loudly. A moment later, there was a flash from his camera. Dobby then bounced off to get some food, and Harry settled back to talk with Ron and Hermione who were sitting opposite her.

"So, Harry, how bad is it staying with Snape?" Ron questioned taking a bite of his sandwich. "Is he as nasty and mean during the summer?"

Sirius and Remus were grinning, and Harry started to take a drink and nearly choked as Ron was startled by a very familiar soft oily voice from behind him.

"Mr. Weasley, it's good to see you again too. I hope you have been enjoying Romania. Perhaps you will be able to give the other students a lesson on the many uses of dragon's blood in anti-aging potions," Snape was sneering as he looked at Ron down his long nose.

"Professor Snape," Ron gasped, his voice cracking, "I was just saying how nice it was of you to have Harry and my dad as your guests."

"Indeed, perhaps you would like to spend some time with me also? I'm sure it could be arranged."

Harry was doubled over with laughter. The tears were running down her face, and she had to bury her face in Sirius shoulder as Ron glared at her from across the table.

"Ron," she managed to choke, "this may surprise you, but Professor Snape has a very nice side to him. He just loves to catch you off guard."

"You see, little brother," Fred Weasley quipped, "you aren't even back in school yet and you're getting on the wrong side of Professor Snape."

"Yeah, what you need is to have a really good reason for him to give you detention," George Weasley winked at Snape. "Now I can hook you up with the new and improved versions of our Furry Fingered Foulies. They are able to..."

"George!" Ron yelled at his brother. "Honestly Professor Snape, George was just kidding. I would never bring any of their jokes to class."

"Wouldn't you?" Snape's thin smile causing Ron to shift uneasily as Hermione rolled her eyes. "Let me see, Mr. Weasley, I seem to recollect the time you set of a dung bomb when you thought I wasn't looking, then there was the time you poured the fluorescent dye into the cauldrons so that all the potions came out lime green, and of course..."

"Severus, I think Mr. Weasley has gone beyond all those childish pranks," Professor McGonagall said coming over from the buffet table with a second plate of food.

"Have you Mr. Weasley? I wonder. I shall be looking forward to hearing all about your trip to Romania."

"Any time, Professor Snape, when ever you're ready I'll be glad to tell you all about it."

"Why not right now?" Snape inquired, enjoying watching the look of utter disbelief slide across Ron's face as he took a seat beside him.

"Now?" Ron swallowed hard, looking wildly at Harry for support. The last thing he wanted to do was to tell Professor Snape all about Romania.

Harry and the others were beside themselves with amusement. Looking over at Snape, she winked and then said to Ron, "Why don't you tell him all about the Potion Master who worked with the dragon keepers. You know the one who was able to secure some..."

"Harry, what on earth are you talking about?" Ron paled ready to panic.

"Why don't you ask the Professor?"

"Ron then spun back around, only to find Professor Snape smiling broadly, his left brow arched in amusement, as he set off a noisemaker and a package of chocolate frogs appeared. He immediately pushed them over towards Ron, who grinned sheepishly. It was then that Ron finally realized that Snape's ranting and ravings in class were merely an act. True he really was strict, but he wasn't the ogre he had always believed. Harry and Hermione had been right all along.

The rest of the afternoon flew by, and Phaedra was all excited when Harry called to her to open her presents, after they had all eaten their fill of the strawberry short cake that Dobby had made for her. The little girl beamed with pleasure as she opened each package while Harry sat beside her and read the cards. Harry received many nice gifts. Fred and George gave her a gift certificate for their joke shop in Hogsmead. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley gave her a lovely crocheted handbag with an intricate beaded design, which Harry suspected Mrs. Weasley had made herself. Hermione had bought her a book all about Native American Shamans and Cho gave her a lovely Chinese robe made of silk, embroidered with a scene depicting a Phoenix in flight. She told Harry her great grandfather insisted she should have it.

The Professors had all chipped in and bought her a miniature quidditch game, similar to Wizard's Chess. The playing pieces were moved with a wand and floated in the air. It was a game of skill, as the person had to maneuver all the players at the same time to simulate an actual quidditch match. Hagrid and Madam Maxine gave her a gift certificate for Polly's Perfect Pooches Primping Palace so she could have Snuffles bathed and groomed.

Percy and Penelope gave Harry a set of new school robes designed for her role as Head Girl. Bill, Charlie, and Ginny gave Harry a new watch and some fancy hair combs. Her other friends all made up a photo book of Harry at Hogwarts, starting with her second year and on through the present. Ron bought her a new pair of Dragon hides gloves, monogrammed with her initials.

She finally came to the presents from the Snapes, Remus, Sirius, and Dumbledore. There were two gifts from the Snape family, one from Severus and his sister and the other from Phaedra.

"Open mine first, Miss Harry," Phaedra begged her eyes bright with excitement.

"Do you want to unwrap it for me?" Harry asked, but Phaedra had already begun to pull off the paper. Inside there was a beautiful doll dressed in a long pink dress. She had black hair and green eyes, "Phaedra, she's beautiful. Did you pick her out because she reminded you of me?"

"Yes, Miss Harry, I thought she looked just like you and she had on a pink dress."

"I'm going to keep her on my bed so everyone can see her," she hugged Phaedra, trying to hide the tears in her eyes as she thought of her mother's last letter to her. "Now help me to open your Uncle Severus and mum's present."

Phaedra happily pulled the paper off a small box. Inside was a ruby birthstone ring with a dragon etched into the stone. Harry examined the ring carefully and found the gold band was inscribed with the Hogwarts Motto: Never wake a sleeping dragon. She could also feel the power the ring emitted..

"Do you understand the significance?" Circe asked quietly as her brother watched Harry closely.

Harry knew they both had vast knowledge into the dark arts, which was one of the reasons Snape had been tutoring her with Professor Lupin. The ring would help to protect her.

"The ruby is the July birthstone. This particular ring has been made to enhance its magical powers provided by nature. Rubies protect from all types of evil and unfriendly spells; they promote healing powers, and instill courage into the wearer. It will get darker when evil or danger is nearby. The dragon etched into the stone helps to increase the power of the person wearing it and this is enhanced by the gold band. The inscription is the translation of the motto over the entrance to Hogwarts," Harry told them as she examined the ring carefully.

Snape and Circe were both smiling. Harry knew they were pleased that she had understood the significance of such a gift. It was not just a pretty bauble; it was a gift of protection against Voldemort. Harry slipped the ring onto the ring finger of her right hand. She immediately felt the power flowing into her and realized that the ring had also been enchanted so that Harry could not remove it.

"I see by your expression that you understand the enchantment we have placed on it."

"Enchantment?" Sirius looked from Snape to Circe.

"The ring will not come off until the dangers she is yet to face are over," Snape told him quietly. "It will help to protect and guide her over the next few months."

"Then I thank you both for thinking so highly of her that you would assist me to see to her safety," Sirius replied as he and Snape locked eyes.

Harry could feel the emotions the two of them were feeling. Animosity and jealously towards each other, and yet a growing respect; each was in denial that they could ever be truly friends. There were also strong feelings of affection for her.

"Miss Harry, I like the pretty ring. Mummy told me it would help to keep you safe from the bad wizard," Phaedra babbled causing the two men to break their eye contact.

"She's right," Harry smiled. 'God bless the timing of little girls,' she thought to herself. "Now lets open some more."

"Goody, lets open this one," she handed Harry a long narrow box, with a smaller box attached to it.

Harry read the card and saw that it was from Remus. Opening the two parcels she grinned, " Are you trying to tell me something?"

"I thought you would appreciate them," Remus laughed.

"What did Remus give you honey? He wouldn't tell me," Sirius asked curiously, nudging his friend good-naturedly.

"First he gave me a moonstone," she displayed the smaller box. A round translucent white stone sat in the middle of a recess on red satin. "Now I will never have to be in the dark."

"What is in the other one?" Ron asked looking over at her with interest.

"It seems Remus has a bit of a sense of humor. He gave me a Lunascope to study the phases of the moon. He even signed his card Moony." Everyone in the room knew Lupin was a werewolf and laughed. "Professor Lupin, did anybody ever tell you that you have a rather strange fixation with the full moon?" she asked lightly, her tone teasing.

"Well, Harry, it does seem to bring out the beast in me," he joked back.

"You fell into that one, Miss Potter," Snape remarked as he leaned his chair back against the wall.

"Quite right Professor, and on that note I think I will open the next gift." Harry handed a large square box to Phaedra, who willing tore into the wrapping. "This is from our lovable Headmaster," she quipped as Dumbledore's cheeks turned pink. "Cool, I could get into this."

"I seem to recall you got into mine once," he laughed.

"What is it Miss Harry? It looks like a funny kind of bowl," Phaedra asked bewildered.

"It's called a pensive, Little One. It is used to store thoughts and memories for a later time."

"You will show me how to use it properly?" Harry inquired looking at Dumbledore with a smile.

"Naturally, I wouldn't want you to fall in and get lost."

"Nah, too many empty thoughts in it," she laughed back, replacing the pensive in its box.

"This is the last one, Miss Harry. Who is it from?"

"This one is from Sirius. I saved it for last, since he's my godfather."

"It feels like this box is empty," Phaedra said as she ripped off the paper and handed the box to Harry.

Sirius was grinning from ear to ear, and Harry looked at him suspiciously.

"Fred and George, before I open this present just tell me if he has been in the joke shop recently. He gave me some of those Furry Fingered Foulies last Christmas."

"Nope, hasn't been in ours anyway. Of course he could have mail ordered something," Fred answered.

"Sirius I want your word of Honor that there is nothing in this box that will jump out at me," Harry smiled lovingly at her godfather.

"I promise that the item in that box is not a joke and you will absolutely love it."

"Okay, but if something crawls out at me, you'll be sorry," she sneered wickedly. Lifting the lid, she let out an exclamation of pure delight. "Yes! I love it, and you too!"

"What is it Harry?" Ron demanded. "You look like you just found a pot of gold."

"I have something even better. Season's tickets to a top box for four people to the Chudley Cannons games."

"What!" Ron dove off his chair and landed on Harry, toppling her chair onto the floor, as she waved the tickets in the air. Everyone in the room fell laughing. The Cannons were Ron's favorite team. "You did say they were for four people. I am your best friend."

"If you don't get off me, I think Sirius will have something to say about that," she laughed as her godfather pulled him to his feet pretending to look menacing.

"Sorry, Professor Black. I uh..." Ron blushed embarrassed.

"Just see that it doesn't happen again," Sirius replied trying to sound stern, but failing miserably. He was unable to hide his smile at the youth's exuberance and friendship for Harry.

Harry thanked everyone profusely and they all settled down and relaxed talking about the up coming school year and what they had all been doing for the summer. Harry told Ron and Hermione all about what had happened at the Dursley's and they were amazed about how Draco had been helping her. Hermione felt sorry for him, but Ron still wasn't sure, even though Draco's mother had been killed. He did agree not to judge him prematurely and would see how he behaved towards them when school started. They were all excited about the upcoming school year, and Dumbledore had seen that Hermione had been informed that she would be a Prefect for Gryffindor after all.

Harry politely excused herself when talk turned to what they would be doing after Hogwarts. Dumbledore had overheard and followed Harry into the quiet corner she had found for herself. He didn't need to say anything, he just put his arms around her, letting her feel safe and comforted. He knew that she was more than aware that for her after Hogwarts might mean nothing more than a funeral.

The party finally broke up and Harry thanked everyone again for coming. The Weasley's decided to go on back to the Burrow, and Moody had arranged for additional protection for them.

Harry was happier than she had ever remembered being on her birthday, and hugged Sirius affectionately. As they prepared to depart, he told Dumbledore he would take her with him back to Severus town home. Following him out back, she smiled and shook her head. He was using his old Motorcycle. Hopping on behind him, she held tight around his waist and off they went. It was thrilling and exhilarating to ride behind him, and it was a lot better than floo powder. He landed the bike out back in Snape's yard, just missing the herb garden, much to the Potion master's relief.

He then went upstairs to stay with Remus until he transformed. Harry went and put away all of her gifts, while Circe gave Phaedra a bath with her new ducky. Following her tub, Phaedra came into Harry's room, and curled up on the bed with her.

"What will you name your new dolly?"

"I think I will call her Jamie, for my father."

"How come you don't name her after your mummy?

"My mum had red hair. I look like my father and his name was James. My dolly looks like me, so I think Jamie suits her."

"Do you have any pictures of them?"

"Right here," Harry told her pulling over the album she kept at her bedside.

Phaedra looked at the pictures in the album and smiled at the baby pictures of Harry. She was also able to recognize Sirius and Dumbledore.

"Miss Harry, I think your mummy and daddy loved you very much. They were always smiling in these pictures with you."

"You know something, Phaedra. I think you're right. Now I see your mum and Dumbledore are here with your uncle which means it's time to go and see Mr. Remus wolf. Do you remember what we told you to do?"

"Yes, to stand still and let him sniff me. I promise to be very good."

"Then let's go," Harry led her up the hall to Remus and Dumbledore's room, with Dumbledore and the others following.

She knocked and Sirius answered, moving aside for them to enter. Remus was lying on the bed and looked up as they came in, his ears pricked. His nose was in the air, and Harry could see him testing the air to see who had come in. Jumping off the bed he sniffed Harry, tail wagging. She pet him fondly. He then looked over at Phaedra and walked cautiously up to her. He began to sniff her feet and then moved up to her legs, torso, and then her head. The more he sniffed the harder his tail wagged, and he whined happily.

"Look, Miss Harry, he knows who I am!" Phaedra announced with pleasure, petting him, and giggling with delight. "He is just like a big doggie! He isn't mean. You and Uncle Severus made him nice and friendly."

Remus then went over, sniffed Severus, and offered him his paw, as he had on Halloween. He recognized Dumbledore almost immediately, and rubbed up against him with a wolfish greeting from deep in his throat. Finally, he went over to Circe, who stood nervously. The wolf could sense her fear and sat down in front of her, tilting his head. He then moved over to her very slowly and began to scent her as he had Phaedra. Once he had finished he sat back down and offered her his paw.

"Hello Remus," she said cautiously extending her hand and taking the proffered paw. "You really are a beautiful wolf," she remarked as he wagged his tail while she pet him, beginning to relax. "I never realized how hard this must be for him. Remus I'm sorry," Remus wagged his tail and rubbed up against her with a whine, noting his understanding.

They all visited with him for about an hour, allowing Phaedra to play with him and Sirius, who had transformed. The little girl was delighted, and giggled happily, when Harry too, got down on the floor and joined them until it was time for Phaedra to go to bed.

"Do I have to go to bed, mummy" I want to play with Mr. Remus some more and Mr. Sirius and Harry."

"It is well past your bedtime, and you have had a very busy day. I'm sure Miss Harry is planning on going to bed soon too."

"Your mum is right. Mr. Remus needs to rest too, and so does Sirius. Now thank Mr. Remus for letting you see him as a wolf. He doesn't usually let people see him."

"Yes, Miss Harry. Mr. Remus you are really pretty. Miss Harry told me you were big and fluffy and you are. Thank you for playing with me tonight. You too, Mr. Sirius," Phaedra said turning to Sirius who had changed himself back to human form.

"You're welcome, Phaedra," Sirius told her while Remus came over and gave her his paw, wagging his tail.

"Good night, Lupin, Headmaster. I will see you in the morning," Snape nodded politely. " Harry, have a good nights rest. Black I will see you later in our room," Snape acknowledged as he departed behind Phaedra and Circe.

"I don't know about Phaedra, but I'm exhausted," Harry said yawning. "I will see you all in the morning."

"Good night, honey," Sirius hugged her while she pet Remus.

"Harry, I will want to speak with you tomorrow. Sirius, and I have been talking with Arthur about protecting you, and it's time we talked the whole idea over with you."

"Now that sounds ominous," she frowned worriedly, "please don't tell me you are sending me back to the Dursley's"

"As you youngsters would say, not a prayer," Dumbledore smiled looking at her over his spectacles. "You have nothing at all to worry about. I just want you to be a part of this decision, and Sirius has agreed. You are old enough now to be allowed to have a say in your life. It would be unfair of us not to let you do so."

"I knew there was a reason I loved you so much," she hugged the old man as he tousled her hair.

"Now off to bed with you. I'm an old man and I want to go to sleep."

"Humph...sleep indeed," she snorted as she headed for the door, "you're probably planning on sneaking on down to the kitchen to get some more cake."

"I would never even think of such a thing," Dumbledore sniggered as she left the room, rolling her eyes.

Harry climbed into bed and relaxed, too tired to wonder what Dumbledore would talk to her about tomorrow. It would come soon enough. For now, she just wanted to remember this day in her heart, and when Dumbledore showed her the proper way to use the pensive, she would store as many of the memories of it that she could recall in it.