Siriusly, Voldy? *Sequel to Why? Because of Them.*

Chapter 27: Hogsmeade and Answers.

Autumn's P.O.V. 
        "We'll get you something from Hogsmeade, Harry! You know that, right?" I smiled at him, but I saw how sad he was. His muggle uncle, who is cruel and rude from what Harry told me, wasn't going to sign his Hogsmeade form after what Harry did to Aunt Marge. 
"Of course I know that, but I wish I could visit it myself. I'm probably the only one who's staying behind." He said, glumly.
I remembered my mum telling me something about her being pretty much related to Harry, as well as me, but I couldn't tell anyone about this. Still, Harry would be able to go to Hogsmeade if she agrees to sign the form. Not thinking of the consequences for my mum, I blurted out:
"You could ask my mum to sign it for you!" My eyes widened and I resisted the urge to clasp my hand over my mouth. 
"Why would I do that? Even Professor McGonagall wouldn't sign it." He told me, confused. 
"But...my mum might be willing to sign it for you, considering I'm her daughter and you're one of my best friends." I quickly made up an excuse. 
"True, I think so. Alright, thanks, you guys enjoy!" He said, waving. I heard him mumble something under his breath, something along the lines of needing to ask Professor Lupin and my mum some questions. Hm...I wonder what that was about.
"So, where to first? Honeydukes?" Ron asked. I giggled at his sudden happy outburst, and nodded. 
"Hermione?" I asked.
"Sure." She smiled and the three of us went to Honeydukes, not forgetting to get something for our friend, Harry Potter. 
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Sapphire's P.O.V. 
        I walked with Remus outside while all the students are at Hogsmeade. 
"You should've applied for this job years ago, they all love you." I laughed and he shook his head. 
"Not all, you're forgetting Mr. Malfoy." He said.
"That doesn't mean anything...all the Malfoys don't like you." I winked and he glared at me.
"Narcissa never totally hated me." He pointed out. 
"Yes, but she is not totally a Malfoy." I said. 
"True." He pondered. "Fine, I take your point."
I smiled in victory. "Never get into an argument with me, I'm surprised you forgot this." 
"I didn't forget." He scoffed "It's just really hard not to get into an argument with you, you know."
"Hey! What's that supposed t-?" I was cut off by a scream. 
"Sapphire! Professor Lupin!" It was Harry. 
"Oh, hi, Harry." Remus and I said at the same time. 
"Hello. I was just wondering, Sapphire, if you could sign my Hogsmeade permission slip...please?" He was pretty much begging. It took all my courage not to say yes and I looked at Remus, who gave me a slight shaking of his head.
I sighed sadly and looked back at Harry. 
"Sorry, Harry. I'm neither a parent or a guardian, so I am in no place to sign it for you." 
His face instantly fell. "It's fine." I gave him a reassuring smile. "Also, Professor Lupin, can I ask you something?"
"You want to know why I stopped you from facing the boggart? I would've thought it had been obvious, I assumed it would take the shape of Lord Voldemort." Remus said. 
"I did think of Voldemort...at first. But then I remembered that night on the train. The dementor." Harry stopped and looked out to the scenery.
"I'm impressed. It appears that what you fear the most is -" Remus was cut off by me finishing his sentence.
"-fear itself." I said as I thought it out loud. "That is very wise." 
"Before I fainted," Harry spoke. "I heard something. A woman. Screaming." I froze on the spot when he said that, because that is what I heard. But I wasn't going to let him know that. 
I was immersed in my thoughts when Remus told something to Harry, but what Harry next said scared me more.
"I think it was my mother. The night she was murdered."
"You know, the very first time I saw you Harry, I recognized you immediately. Not by your scar, by your eyes. They were your mother, Lily's." Remus said. I smiled.
"Those emerald green eyes." I remembered. 
Harry stared at us both as if to ask if we knew her. 
"Yes, the two of us knew her well. Lily was there for us at times no one else would be. She was kind and brilliant. She saw beauty in others even when everyone else saw otherwise." I said, seeing Harry smiling.
"Your father, James, on the other hand, had a talent for trouble. A talent, rumour has it, passed on to you." Remus pointed at Harry saying this. "You're more like them than you know, Harry. In time, you'll see just how much." 
"Thank you." Harry referred to us both. He was about to leave, but turned back around. "One more question, Sapphire, when we were learning about boggarts, and you said riddikulus, was that my father there...?"
I chuckled. 
"Yes, Harry, it was."


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