The morning after the debutante ball was more or less like any other morning for Harry. He got up, brushed his teeth, tried to wrangle his wildly uncontrollable hair, put on some clothes for the day and then headed down for breakfast. A wizarding radio was set up in the kitchen, and was currently playing some Weird Sisters song that Harry didn't recognize, as Andromeda finished flipping a pancake. She turned and looked over her shoulder.
"Good morning Casanova. Ted's at the hospital today, and Nymphadora's got training until 4, so we're on our own till then at least." Andy said, sliding a plate in front of him at the table. "We ran out of treacle, so if you want it sweet you'll have to use normal syrup. Sorry!"
"Not a problem mum. I should probably hold back on the stuff anyway, Hermione will go mental if my teeth start to rot." Harry said, taking a fork and having a bite of his breakfast. "These are really good though. Thank you!"
"Glad you like them. Feel like taking our bikes to the park and then doing some flying? We haven't gotten to do that all this Summer since it's been so dreary." Andy asked, as the Weird Sisters song came to an end.
"Sounds like fun. Do we have a Quaffle to toss around?" Harry asked, having seen his roommates do so during some of their free time at Hogwarts.
"Oh, probably in a closet somewhere. I'll go see if I can find one. Nymphadora liked that too, although Ted was the more athletic one." Andy said, getting up as the radio sparked back to life.
"This just in from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement: Known Death Eater Sirius Black has somehow escaped from the prison island of Azkaban. Sirius Black is of course wanted in-" was as much as the newscaster got out before Andromeda turned the knob on the radio to silence it. Her face turning a pale white, as she leaned heavily against the counter.
"Mum? Are… are you okay?" Harry asked, getting up and walking over to her. Comforting people wasn't something Harry had much experience with at all, but even he could tell that Andy was in need of some at this moment.
"Oh… I… I don't know really. Sit down. We need to talk." Andy said before pulling her seat at the table and gesturing to Harry.
"You're scaring me a bit Mum." Harry said, but did as he was told.
"I'm sure I am, and I'm sorry. But that broadcast… It forced this timetable up a bit. Much more than I would like." Andy said, before taking a deep breath. "I know this is probably hard to bring up Harry, but how much do you know about your parent's deaths?"
Harry was taken aback, but knew if Andy was bringing it up, that whatever happened was important. "Not much really. They were killed by Volde-" Andy cringed, "You-Know-Who, something about that night killed him as well. Got the scar and then was taken away to the Dursleys." Harry said.
"I see. Now, I have some more information to tell you about that night. I was not keeping it from you to harm you, I generally didn't see it as overly important, and didn't want to drag you through old memories without a good reason." Andy started, sighing deeply to herself. "I love you Harry, I would never want to hurt you. I need you to believe me on this."
"Mum, you've taken me in when you didn't have to, You've given me happiness I didn't know I could have, and been my biggest supporter since you came into my life. I'll trust that whatever you're going to tell me, you had reasons to not tell me." Harry said, shooting a smile at his mom. It was a tad forced, but it seemed to put her a bit at ease.
"As I've told you before, I was good friends with your parents. How I met them was because my cousin was best friends with your father, James. Lily and I became somewhat close separately from that, but that is how we were introduced." She started, tears starting to form in her eyes. "The war was going on pretty hard, and your parents were actively fighting against You-Know-Who and his Death Eaters. Trying to do what they could to make the world a better place for when you would be older. That's what got them on You-Know-Who's bad side. They went into hiding after you were born. Using a spell that meant that only one person 'knew' where their house was, and could tell other people where it was for them to go there. That person is called a secret keeper. You give that position to someone close, and that you trust." The tears were streaming down Andy's face at this point. "James… he trusted his best friend, like he always had. Made him the secret keeper, just as he was your god father. Should anything happen to them, it would have been him who raised you… turns out it was wrong to trust him though. He… turned them over to You-Know-Who, and got them killed. That… bastard… was my cousin. Sirius Black."
Harry's world was rocked for a moment. Andy's cousin? His father's best friend? The man who sold his parents out to Voldemort? They were all the same guy? Harry didn't know what to feel. At first he was angry. Not at Andy no, he knew better than anyone that you can't choose your blood family. Beyond that though he was scared… that man was free now? Escaped from prison? How? And for what reason? Voldemort was long since dead, although Harry knew better, no one else but the Headmaster, Sphinx Club, and the Tonks's knew. What did he want?
"D-do you think he's after me?" Harry asked, fear in his voice.
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