"An aunt? To who?" Harry asked curiously.

"To you." At that, he burst out laughing.

"What are you, my parents age? Your only in third year!"

"Naw, I actually am your fathers twin. I got disowned, lived in a cave for six years, came to Hogwarts in my second year, and died when I saw my boyfriend snogging another girl in the hallway. I fainted, hit my head, and then I died. I also assume that no one remembers me, seeing as I told Dumbledore specifically to oblivate the wizarding community." He laughs again.

"Your so funny! Say, what's your schedule?" I looked at his. Sighing, I answered.

"We only have DADA together with each other today." I smiled, remembering how James once hexed Snape with a stinging hex.

Finally, it was last hour. This was defense against the dark arts, the one Harry was in with me. Seeing him, I yell, "Hey Harry! Over here!" While making my way towards him. He smiles warmly.

"Sapphire, these are my friends Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger. Hermione, Ron, this is Sapphire. Do you mind if we call you Saph?"

Not at all Harry. Not at all. It's a pleasure to meet you two, I suppose that you here are Molly's son?" I said, pointing to Ron. "Do you have many siblings? She always wanted a big family. And judging by your last name, Molly and Arthur got married." I smiled. "They were perfect for each other." All three of them looked at me curiously, but said nothing more.

We reached the door. "Who teaches this class anyway?" I hadn't payed attention durning the feast.

Hermione answers my question. "Why, Professor Remus Lupin does! Didn't you listen at the feast?" I stared, not moving.

"I'm not going in."

Harry seemed disappointed. "Oh come on Saph. It'd only DADA!"

"That's not why I'm not going to go in. I hate Lupin with a loathing passion, and nothing will stop me."

In the end, they had to drag me in the class. Immediately, I stalked up to the Professor and slapped him across the face, hard. Then I punched his stomach. On my way back to my seat, I stepped on his foot on "accident". Lupin was seething.

"Excuse me miss, but what gives you permission to attack a teacher unprovoked?"

"Moony, I have a thousand and one ways you have provoked me. Do not tempt me." I was glaring right back at him. He was so startled by the use of his old nickname that he didn't even give me detention.

"Okay. Today class, we will be working in boggarts. Please follow me, with nothing but your wands." We filed out of the classroom, and Hermione walked up to me.

"Why did you attack him? You could have gotten expelled!"

"Listen, Hermione. He broke my heart into millions of pieces once. He is the reason I am not my age. He is the reason I could not save Lily and James. I can't forgive him, ever." After my small outburst, she looked at me sympathetically. Soon, we reached the teachers lounge. There was a closet rattling, and I knew that inside was a boggart.

After he explained what to do, we got in a line. I was just in front of Harry. The class went, and it was my turn, soon enough. My boggart was the worst thing I have ever seen. A young Remus was hissing at me, saying "How could I ever have liked you, you freak?" James and Lily, together, saying, "We never liked you. You were just a pathetic little girl!" Then, the worst part. Remus was snogging that blond bimbo again, looking happy.

"Ri-Ridikkulus!" Mom was yelling at me, coming at me with a whip. "Useless freak!"

"RIDIKKULUS!" I screamed, and Lily was there, sniffing at the flower she was named for, and sneezing loudly. I laughed, remembering how she was allergic to lilies. Next it was Harrys turn.

"No!" Moony jumped in front of him, the boggart turning into a full moon.

"Harry, Miss. Sapphire, please see me after class." Soon enough, the end of the hour came. I gulped, dreading the meeting with my former best friend and boyfriend.