𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀.

four.

   "Miss Jovina, can I speak with you for a moment?"

   Jovie looked up, a grin lacing her lips, "Harry! Come in, come in! What do you need?"

   "Well," the boy stood awkwardly by the door, "I was thinking about our conversation when I had first arrived at school and I was wondering, could you tell me about my parents?"

   Jovie's face lit up, "yes! Of course!"

   The blonde hurried the boy over to her couch, pulling open the coat closet to find a box at the bottom. She pulled out the faded blue box, a picture stapled to the top. She carried it over to the boy, taking a seat beside him on the couch.

   Jovie hesitated.

   It had been quite a while since she had been through this box. It held memories that hurt to relive but for Harry, she could do it.

   She pulled off the lid, pulling out a sweater made for her by Molly and a dusty bunny given to her by lily. At the bottom of the box was a scarf and two books.

   The scarf had the old gryffindor design, Jovie pulling it out with a smile, "I never realized how different the reds were, compared to then, perhaps it's just faded."

   Harry peered into the box, "what're those books?"

   "Well this one," Jovie pulled out the first, "was given to me on my first christmas at Hogwarts, it's a scrap book of magical beasts."

   "Magical beasts? Like the ones Hagrid has?"

   "Exactly," Jovie grinned, "my father was Newt Scamander, so as you can imagine I had quite a few beasts of my own growing up."

   "Newt Scamander...Hagrid's told me about him before."

   "I'm sure," the blonde giggled, "and this book, is full of photos, mighty old I might add."

   She flipped to the first page, pictures of herself and her friends covering the pages. Photos from trips to hogsmeade, quidditch games, and christmases.

   Harry pointed out a photo of Jovie and Fleamont in the kitchen, James and Effy watching them from the counter, Sirius had taken that one. "Who are they?"

   "Well these are your grandparents," Jovie smiled, "Euphemia and Fleamont Potter, Effy and Monty."

   Harry's eyes widened, "Effy...she looks a lot like you actually..."

   Jovie smiled, "I never really noticed it but you're kind of right, must be the hair huh?"

   "Might be," Harry grinned.

   An actual smile.

   On the eleventh page was a full spread photo from the christmas party they had hosted at the Potter's. It was quite a blast from the past.

   "Woah," Harry ran his hand over the page, "who're all of these people?"

   "Well this," Jovie started at the very left side of the page, pointing at the chair her slytherin friends had been sitting around, "this is regulus, dorcas, evan, barty, and pandora."

   "Pandora? Is this Luna's mum?"

   "Yes, and next to her are Neville's parents, Frank and Alice." Jovie continued, "then we have Mary and Emaline, and Gideon and Fabian."

   "They look just like Fred and George," Harry awed.

   "And lastly we have the marauders, expanded of course."

   "The marauders?"

   "It's the ridiculous name your father and his friends came up with. Originally it was these four, Remus, James, Peter, and Sirius; however then it expanded to me and Lily."

   Harry's eyes stayed on the black haired boy with his arm hooked around young Jovie's shoulder, the two grinning like mad.

   "This wouldn't happen to be Sirius Black would it?"

   Jovie pursed her lips, her silence answering the question.

   "Well I don't understand if you were all friends then why'd he go to azkaban?"

   She knew this question would come eventually. She was actually kind of shocked Remus hadn't already told the boy. Unlike Cassie, Harry was older and had been lied to far too much in his life to be fed one more.

   "Listen Harry," Jovie sighed, "Sirius and your father were best friends. They were adopted brothers, which is how I became your parents sister in law-"

   "I knew it! You married Sirius Black?" The boy frowned, "that doesn't make any sense. He's evil isn't he?"

   "He's never been evil, Sirius isn't capable of that. But what happened to your parents, it drove him a little mad."

   "So, would you be my aunt? Is Cassie my cousin?"

   Jovie yearned to tell him the truth, "Harry-"

   "Harry! There you are!"

   Hermione and Ron stumbled into the office, carrying bags of treats they mustve collected while out at Hogsmeade. Hermione grabbed Ron, "I'm sorry Miss Jovina, I told him to knock."

   Jovie smiled, "it's alright, why don't you go with your friends Harry? We can finish our conversation later."

   "But-"

   "Come back tomorrow," the blonde stood, "I promise I'll still be here."