Unfit

Chapter 7

(A/N: Kind of short, but I was running out of ideas for this part and I didn't want the next part too long, but I hope you enjoy.)

"Hurry up, you three, or there won't be any food left, " Molly called them.

Both Sirius and Ana let out heavy sighs, Sirius casting a dark look at the tapestry while Ana placed her arm over Harry's shoulders and began taking him over to the food trays.

Ana had decided to join the cleaning this time, both to make sure cursed items didn't make it into the hands of any of the younger ones and to make sure Sirius didn't touch anything that would hurt him even if he knew what was cursed. She made extra care to mainly keep her eyes on Harry and Sirius.

Harry seemed to have a hard time with bottles and other random objects not wanting to leave their shelves. She had to bat Sirius' hands away from a cabinet that smelt of Wartcap powder. "For the love, Sirius. Your animagus has a good nose bloody well use it."

"Okay, you're right," Sirius said with a sheepish smile. "I think it will be good for the twins though."

"Then I will give it to them later, you're not harming yourself to point it out to one of them."

The students found a dark object that tried taking a piece of Harry but Sirius grabbed it and smashed it with a heavy book near by. There was also a musical box that tried putting them to sleep before Ana removed it and de-spelled the gears.

It was the locket that they had found that really worried Ana though, she had seen portraits of Salazar that depicted him wearing it. "Sirius, where did this come from?"

"It wasn't here when I left that's all I can give you," Sirius only gave it a cursory glance. "Why?"

"It's Slytherin's locket, as in Salazar." Ana informed him.

All of the Hogwarts heard that and started asking questions, "Like the Hogwarts Founder?", "How did it get here?", "Shouldn't that belong to the school?", "Why does it feel like that?"

That question gave her pause, "What do you mean?"

"It feels like an angry pulse is coming from it."

Ana quickly conjured a metal box spelled it to not release any magical entities or energy and placed the locket inside. Then spelled it to not open to any one but her and any one she allows to open it.

She then turns to Harry while pulling her muggle phone out, calling one of the other Unspeakables that she trusts. "When you gave me this phone I thought you would call me more often," the voice on the other line said.

"Well nothing caught my attention until now, I need to meet with you. I'll have company that needs assistance," she quickly hung up without any further information. She then speaks to Harry, "I think it's high time we got that scar checked out, do you think?"

"I, uh, ye-yeah," Harry sounded dumbfounded.

"What's going on in that fast-track brain of yours Little Snake?" Sirius butts in.

"I think I know why he can feel it, I know what the locket has connected to it but I need a co-worker to help me determine if I am correct. If I am, I'm going to have to take him to the goblins," Ana sighed rubbing her face. "And Sirius I expect you and Bill to go through those sacks that you're haphazardly throwing things into to make sure none of those items were made by goblins. The last thing we need is to be fined by the bank because we're throwing away priceless artifacts that we can just as easily give back to the goblins."

"You got it," Sirius said. Completely understanding her serious tone and not wanting to get on the wrong side of her wand at this moment.

"And for the sake of my sanity and their well being, teach them how to reach out with their magic so they don't continue to touch things that are unsafe. You know how James and I learned, now teach them that." Ana turned back to Harry. "Let's go, they'll be there shortly."

She quickly walked out of the room with the box, and started up the stairs to grab her purse and sunglasses sticks the box in her purse. Harry steadily following behind her, "Ana?"

"Yes, Prongslet?"

"Where are we going?" he asked. He seemed kind of nervous, but also like he knows that she means business and with how Sirius readily agreed to everything she told him, he felt that he should too. He felt that he could trust her, and for Harry that's something because when he first met Sirius he thought Sirius wanted to kill him and didn't trust him a bit. But with Ana, even with her bitchy attitude and kind of rough nature, she felt like home to him. He felt it the second she looked in his eyes, everyone always said that he got his eyes from his mom but he can see now that nobody wanted to talk about the startling resemblance that they have with his Aunt Anastasia's.

"Do you like coffee?" she asked him. "Never mind that, we are going to Costa Coffee. One of my close friends will be there."

"Oh, okay. Do you really think has something to do with my scar?" he questions. There are already down the stairs again and heading towards the door.

"Do you think it has something to do with your scar?" she shot back.

He kind of shrugged and grimaced a little, "With my luck, probably."

"Ah, bad case of Potter luck. No wonder you seem a bit morose sometimes." she nodded to herself. "Well, let's just say, once we get this figured out you won't have to deal with Potter luck more than the normal Potter has. I think, it's just hyper focused because there are only two of us right now. It just needs time to settle now that we are brought back together, with the miracle of paper work and the mundane child protection system."

They make it outside and to the park across the street, she disillusions them and casts a couple muggle deflection charms around them.

"Now, I'm going to take a wild guess and say that you've never side-along apparated with any one." He shook his head so she pulls a small vial out of her purse and hands it to him. "Drink this." He quickly does so and hands her back the vial.

"What was that?" he asked.

"I am so happy that you don't trust a lot of people," she muttered even though he heard her. He kind of half-smirked and rolled his eyes. "That was an Anti-Nausea potion. Hold your breath." She grabbed his hand tight and they disappeared with a small pop along with the charms she set.