notre passé et présents (a Sirius Black love story)

notre passé et présents Ch.1

Ch.1

Present Day

Harry, Ron, and Hermione started looking through Sirius' room for pictures of Harry's family. He wanted to see more pictures of his father's adventures with his friends and see other pictures of his godfather and Remus Lupin. "I've found something!" Hermione said, handing the picture over to Harry, somehow this one picture had fallen off the wall, or it had been placed in the back of a drawer to be forgotten.

The three kids stared at the familiar faces of people they knew. Peter Pettigrew, also known as the traitor, stood at the end of the group, following them around like always. Next to Peter stood James Potter, Harry's beloved father, his arm was slung around Sirius' shoulder. Sirius wasn't paying much attention to James though, his attention was drawn the girl next to him, his gaze was filled with love. She looked similar to James, she had long black hair, but unlike him, she had odd violet eyes. Her arms were linked with Remus Lupin's and Sirius'. Even in the picture you could tell she was blushing slightly, everyone was laughing, even her. Everyone in the picture were so full of life and happy that it brought a smile to each of the kids faces.

"I wonder who she is?" Harry said aloud. Ron and Hermione stood up and started to walk down the stairs.

"We should ask Sirius and Remus, they would know," Ron said. So the three of them walked down the stairs and into the dining room where Remus and Sirius sat, there was going to be a meeting with the Order of the Phoenix yet again later that day.

"Who is she?" Harry asked, placing the photo in front of the two men. They looked at each other once before turning back the three children in front of them.

"That is not mine to tell. If Sirius wants you to know, then he should tell you," Remus said, staring at the picture with a sad smile on his face.

"That right there is Scarlet, Scarlet Marie Potter. Your father's twin sister," Sirius said, a tear escaped his eye as he said her name.

"But that doesn't make sense, why didn't anyone tell me?" Harry asked in astonishment.

"Dumbledore sent her on a mission 16 years ago, she wouldn't tell us why though. She left, making us all promise that we would be careful and not get hurt. Before she left she told me to stay out of trouble and stay safe. I guess I broke that didn't I, I ended up in Azkaban. She was the most amazing person I had ever met, You-Know-Who thought that as well. He began chasing her, trying to get her to join his side. She has powers that you would never believe, powers that could destroy anyone that stood in her path," Sirius looked at Harry with sad looking eyes.

"Is she alive?" Harry blurted out.

"We're not totally sure, but if she isn't, then it's all my fault. If only I had tried harder to persuade her to stay, she wanted to help everyone so badly. She had gone through so much in her life, everyone dying around her. The first time I met her she was grieving over the loss of the family she had stayed with in France. We fell in love and we promised we would be together forever after she came back, that was 16 years ago," Sirius sighed, a couple tears fell down his cheek as well.

"What's going on?" Molly Weasley asked as she walked into the room.

"The kids found pictures of our group. Scarlet is in it," Remus said. The children watched as Molly's face darkened and tears appeared in her eyes as well.

"She was such a great friend, then one day she just disappeared. Dumbledore told us he had news about her tonight though. Hopefully he knows where she is. We've been looking for her for years, after she was gone for 7 years we even sent out a report to the muggle world."

Everyone sat in silence as Remus, Sirius and Molly cried silently. None of them knew what to say or what to do, so they all sat there staring at the photo.

The Past: Scarlet's P.O.V.

I was being shipped back to my parents and twin brother. The family I had been staying with had been murdered right in front of my eyes. A man draped in a black cloak had attacked Emily and Cameron Karid, who had become second parents to me. They had tried to protect me, but in the end they had died. The man had asked me to join his side, to become part of his team. He had told me we could rule alongside each other. After refusing he said he would change my mind eventually, so he left me there holding the heads of my second family.

In France I had gone to Beuxbatons, but since I was having to return to England, I was going to Hogwarts. When I was 11 I begged my parents to let me move to France for schooling, reluctantly they submitted to my wishes. They had sent me to stay with a young family that couldn't have kids. I stayed with them for the school year, Christmas, spring break, and any other holiday I could, even some of my summer. Most of the summer I stayed at my actually family's home, spending as much time as I could with my twin and parents. Then when the school year was about to start I returned to France.

Now I was being forced to attend my brothers school, but all the happiness in me was sucked out. There was still a couple weeks left of school, my parents had decided not to tell my brother James about me until I arrived home. Apparently he was letting his friends stay over for the summer, so I would get to meet them as well.

"Are you ready?" my escort said in a soothing voice.

"Yes," I said, grabbing my suitcases and allowing him to place his hand on my shoulder. We disapparated outside my house, he picked up my suitcases and headed up the stairs to the door that led into my family's home.

"Welcome home, Miss. Potter. I'm very sorry about what happened," without another word he walked away, leaving me staring at the doorbell. Carefully I rang the doorbell, which was quickly answered by my mother. She pulled me into a hug and I noticed she was crying.

"I'm so sorry dear, let's go get you unpacked. Then you can rest, your brother will get home in a couple weeks," she led me inside and up to my room.

The room was covered in the color black, with light purple accents everywhere. My room was the biggest in the house, my mother had made sure I loved everything since I was her only daughter. She had always tried her best to make me feel like a princess and that's just how I felt when I entered our house.

"Thanks mum. I don't know what I would do without you," I said, tears falling quickly from my eyes. She pulled me into a huge hug.

"Everything will get better dear, everything will get better. Why don't you rest and I'll unpack. You must be so scared and confused right now," I nodded. After I laid down on my bed and started to drift off to sleep I heard my dad enter the room.

"Is she okay?" he asked my mother.

"I'm not sure, but she'll be fine in a little while she's just shocked right now. Besides, you know how happy having James around makes her. Let's just let her rest for now," they left the room, leaving me to fall into a deep sleep filled with the memories of what happened.