Sirius Black's Twin

Seeing Harry

"Harry!" Lyra said excitedly, wrapping her arms around Harry tightly.

Harry had came into the room nervously and curiously, no doubt wondering who had visited him. Lyra, like so many other times the Durselys had popped unpleasanty into her mind, scowled but her scowl disappeared into a smile as she pulled away from the hug and beamed at him.

He looked so happy, he looked even more like James then he had ever before, and Lyra felt a surge of pride sweep over her as she led him to Mrs. Weasley and Bill, who were smiling almost as widely as Harry as Lyra was.

"Surprise!" Mrs. Weasley wobbled over to Harry, her arms outstretched and she swept him into a hug much ike the hug she gave her children. "Though we'd come and watch you, Harry!"

Bill was watching in amusement as Mrs. Weasley treated Harry as her own son and shook his head. "You alright? Charlie said he wanted to come but he couldn't get time off. He also said that you did brilliantly against the Horntail."

"This really is nice of you," Harry muttered to Mrs. Weasley, though Lyra heard. "I thought for a moment - the Dursleys-"

"Hmm," Mrs. Weasley pursed her lips so tightly they turned a bit white and her brown eyes flashed dangerously.

This was a differance between the Black's (though Lyra was now a Blue, she still wore her birth name proudly) and the Weasleys. Not only were the Blacks wealthy and proud, but they knew how to hide what they were thinking very well. Where as all the Weasleys were easy to read.

"It's great being back here," Bill said, looking around the room blissfully. Lyra noticed that one of the lady protraits through him a very fliratious wink. "Haven't seen this place for five years. Is that picture of the mad knight still around? Sir Cadagon?"

Lyra groaned. "Oh, I hated that picture! He would always follow Lily and I around, demanding that he should protect us young ladies from the fierce monsters that lurked the Hogwarts corridor on our way to Arthimancy."

"At least he doesn't demand that you duel him every time you pass," Bill said, looking both amused but slightly annoyed; the look looked good on him. "I would actually be glad that he's gone."

"He's still here," Harry said.

"And tha Fat Lady?" Bill asked.

"She was here in my time," Mrs. Weasley said. "Gave me such a telling off one night when I got back to the common room in four in the morning-"

"And here I thought there was no hope for you, Molly," Lyra clapped. "You have a rebellius streak after all! What were you doing out that late, anyway?"

Mrs. Weasley smiled, her eyes twinkling mischeviously. "Arthur and I had been for a nighttime stroll. He got caught by Appollyon Pringle - he was the caretaker in our days - he still has the marks."

"How did you get away from Pringle?" Lyra asked.

"Arthur set a distraction as I ran," Mrs. Weasley smiled.

"Aw," Lyra smirked. "Your knight in shining armor."

Mrs. Weasley blushed.

"Fancy giving us a tour, Harry?" Bill asked, not liking the conversation about his parents' younger days.

"Yeah, okay," Harry said. As they walked to the Great Hall, they passed a short man with greying hair, who turned around and looked at the large group, then back at Harry.

"There you are, are you?" he said, looking Harry up and down in a way Lyra didn't appriciate. "Bet you're not feeling quite as good about yourself now that Cedric's cought up on points, are you?"