Aurora Lupin-Black

Chapter 6: Dumbledores Army ✔✔

For the next few weeks, it had gotten around the school that I was a werewolf and you can guess who started that rumor.

That's right, my loving cousin, Draco Malfoy.

Umbridge has been on a destuctive war path through out the school, making up new rules every other day, sitting in on the other lessons and 'helping' the teachers to 'better thier teaching'.

It was insane at Hogwarts and right now, I was enjoying some time with my boyfriend in the one place that bitch couldn't control us.

In the common room.

I was also now sporting a lovely new scar that read 'I Will Not Encourage Halfbreed/Wizard relationships.' which I had to write home about to explain because I hated that I had this perminantly tattooed on my hand, where my dads can both see it.

"I'm gonna have to start wearing gloves everywhere." I muttered as I once again starred at my hand infront of me, holding it out.

"I think the fingerless glove look would be a great, princess." Harry chuckled from his spot behind me where we were sat on the sofa, my back against his chest and his arms wrapped around me, he hand reaching out to take mine.

"Remus is never going to forgive this you know, he'll blame himself and whether I tell him the truth or not, he won't let it go." I sighed, feeling a lump grow in my throat.

"Hey, it will be OK Rory, you know it will, just, focus on us, you and me, here, now." He smiled as he lent down to my ear and placed a soft kiss below it, "Focus on how much I love you and will always love you."  He whispered in my ear, making me shiver has he kissed me again, up and down my neck, whipsering sweet nothings in my ear as he did.

The kisses and sweet word, however drew to a stop when the common room door was opened and in walked Ron and Hermione, who looked to be in a fowl mood.

"That fowl, evil, old gargoyle." Hermione huffed as she waked over to us and began pacing in front to fire.

"Who's she talking about?" Harry asked, not making an effort to move from our position.

"Take a guess." Ron huffed as he picked up my legs and lifted them so he could sit down, resting my feet on his lap once he did.

"We're not learning how to defent ourselves, we'r not learning how to pass our O.W.L.s. She'staking over the entire school." She continued, making me sigh.

As it had gotten quiet, we had heard the radio spouting some rubbing about Peter Pettigrew, being behind some muggle disaparences.

"Harry, Rory!" a voice called out I jumped, looking around to see my dad's face in the fire place once again.

"Dad?" I aksed sitting forward.

"Sirius? What are you doing here?" Harry spoke, keeping his arms wrapped around me.

"Answering your letters." My dad's face smiled at us sadly.

"How's Dad doing... he's not blaming himself is he?" I asked my dad, quickly moving from Harry's arms and sitting on the floor in front of Dad Harry moving to sit beside me, Ron and Hermione behind us on the sofa.

"You know your dad sweetheart, he'll blame himself until he knows you're OK." My dad reminded me and I nodded with a huff.

"I know. Just tell him I'm OK and that it was my fault, if I hadn't antaganized her she wouldn't have brought you guys up... I'm sorry."

"Don't be. From what I heard you put up quite the fight, did your dad and I proud Dumbledore said." My dad grinned making me laugh. "Now, Harry, you said you were worried about Umbridge, what's she doing? Training you to kill... Halfbreed's?" He asked, flinching a little as he said 'Halfbreeds' much like I did.