COVENTINA ROLLED HER EYES, THERE WERE FIRE IN HER EYES. MERLIN IF ONLY THERE WERE NO ONE WITH HER RIGHT NOW.

Severus Snape would be dead.

"That's my daughter." Achilles was so proud that he could create a day only for his daughter.

He will.

"I found this at the base of the Whomping Willow," said Snape,
careful to keep this wand pointing directly at Remina's chest. Snape was slightly breathless, but his face was full of suppressed triumph.

"You're wondering, perhaps, how I knew you were here?" he said, his eyes glittering. "I've just been to your office, Lupin. You forgot to take your potion tonight, so I took a gobletful along. And very lucky I did... lucky for me, I mean. Lying on your desk was a certain map. One glance at it told me all I needed to know. I saw you running along this passage way and out of sight."

"How dare you even place you stupud eye-sight on it?!" Sirius runs his hand through his dark brown hair.

"The audacity..." A Gryffindor whispers dramatically following Sirius' mood.

"Severus-" Remina began, but Snape overrode her.

"I've told the headmaster again and again that you're helping your old
friend Black into the castle, Lupin, and here's the proof. Not even I dreamed you would have the nerve to use this old place as your hideout-"

"He probably believed you yet didn't want to tell you." Regulus let out a sigh.

How troublesome people were. Cats are totally better.

"Severus, you're making a mistake," said Remina urgently. "You haven't heard everything  I can explain-Sirius is not here to kill Coventina."

"Even if he was about to, he would fail." Aurelius grins.

"I would never but─are you calling me weak?" Sirius was being so dramatic. He always live up to himself.

"Yes and no. You are not weak but you can't hurt her. Not just because you are her godfather, there are many other reason." Aurelius takes his time to find an explaination without spilling out the tea yet.

"Two more for Azkaban tonight," said Snape, his eyes now gleaming fanatically. "I shall be interested to
see how Dumbledore takes this. He was quite convinced you were harmless, you know, Lupin... a tame werewolf-"

"A wide animal can't be tame!" A Ravenclaw shouts flustered.

"Its in their nature to fight and to protect." An Hufflepuff boy agreed.

Remina smiles at both little second years students.

Antares felt anger rise in his chest, he gripped on it tightly. "Make that bastard shut up..." He whispered.

Coventina shivers, his anger was something that naturally shocked
her that day.

"You fool," said Remina softly. "Is a schoolboy grudge worth putting an
innocent man back inside Azkaban?"

"Its probably a yes from him." Marlene snickers.

BANG! Thin, snakelike cords burst from the end of Snape's wand and twisted themselves around Remina's mouth, wrists, and ankles; he overbalanced and fell to the floor, unable to move. With a roar of rage, Sirius started toward Snape, but Snape pointed his wand straight between Sirius's eyes.

"Snape you little shit ─sorry─ I will beat you up, you piece of shit ─sorry─ go to hell!" States a furious bright star.

"Let's fuck him up!" Mary shouts.

Though professor McGonagal was worried, she still was in a tired state. She seriouslu need a rise in her pay.

"Give me a reason," he whispered. "Give me a reason to do it, and I swear I will." Sirius stopped dead. It would have been impossible to say which face showed more hatred.

Coventina stood there, her eyes
went to Aamon who was slithering to take back his mistress's wand. His mistress took an uncertain step toward Snape and said, in a very breathless voice, "Professor Snape, you should heard them out." She told him.

Snape snorts, that damn spoiled spawn think that he will listen to her stupidy? She was as arrogant as her family. He hate James Potter and Coventina Potter.

"Potter! You are already facing suspension from this school and
might as well get expell with your
little friends.," Snape spat. "You, Potter, is out-of-bounds, in the company of a convicted murderer and a werewolf. For once in your life, hold your tongue."

Coventina smirked, he need to piss him off. "But professor-"

"Riling people off is your hobby?" Abraxas asks his grand-daughter in an amuse tone.

"Yes! Its just so amusing." Replies the grand-daughter.

"KEEP QUIET, YOU DAMN GIRL!" Snape shouted, looking suddenly quite deranged. "YOU BETTER SHUT UP BEFORE I FORCE YOU TO!" A few sparks shot out of the end of his wand, which was still pointed at Sirius's face.

"How dare you raise you fucking voice on my daughter? Your life will merely get more miserable as soon as I find you in the future." Achilles says darkly. His eyes darkenes with anger.

He was deadly serious.

Antares snapped. Snape groaned as Aamon bite him on his leg piercing his fangs deeply. Antares grabbed his wand quickly. "Expelliarmus!" He casted out.

"THATS MY BOY!"

"First you interrupted my mother, second your threatened my father. Something only I have the right to do. The lastly you had the audacity to shout at my girl as if she was your filthy servant. You had some death wish, there you scum." Antares was unrecognizable. He looked wild, his eyes was grey and there were no shade of brown in it. His voice was firm and cold.

Murmurs breaks in the hall. Many of those students and Lords/Ladies were suddenly interest in what they were watching.

Yet her eyes was solely on him. A breathless tension between them, impossible to cast out with a mere
cough. Her existence was his sole
reason of living.

Antares pointed his wand under Snape's chin. "Do you take yourself for some kind of hero man by trying to send my father back to Azkaban? You are pathetic." Sirius felt like crying out of joy.

"Not now Sirius!"

"But Marlene─darling just look at my son! He makes me so damn proud!"

"You damn pra-" Snape gritted his teeth, not believing that a kid was speaking to him like this. "SHUT UP!" Antares hissed in parseltongue, shocking many.

"You are going to shut up and listen like a good damn bat. Actually," He smirked, his eyes were almost hypnotic. "A bat without wings can't fly so do not tempt me." The threat were clear. Shut up or you are dead.

"You─!" Snape was shaking with anger. His eyes red from embarassment. He want to kill Black's spawn. He want to get rid of everyone.

But there was a glint of madness in Antares's eyes that Coventina had never seen before. He seemed beyond reason.

"I am beyond reason, ma belle." Antares whispers in her ears like the feeling of the wind.

"I know yet I am the only who get to be stuck with a crazy man." She replies, her eyes rolls in the back. His chuckles was her replies.

"Aunt Remina could have killed me about a hundred times this year,"
Coventina walked toward them and said. "I've been alone with her loads of times, having defense lessons against the dementors. If she was helping Sirius Black, why didn't they just finish me off then?"

Antares didn't say anything when Snape replied. "Don't ask me to fathom the way a werewolf's mind works," hissed Snape.

"YOU'RE PATHETIC!" Coventina yelled. "You can't even accepted defeat can you?!" Snape shrieked, looking madder than ever.

"I am so 'fudging' proud of you!" Aelora grins.

"When have you not?" Coventina asks sassily.

"Like father, like daughter, Potter! I have just saved your neck; you should be thanking me on bended knee! You would have been well served if he'd killed you! You'd have died like your father, too arrogant to believe you might be mistaken in Black, now tell that brat to stop his nonsense!"

Coventina made up his mind in a split second. Before Snape could even stand up before Antares, She had raised her wand.

"Should kill him."

"Expelliarmus!" she yelled-except that her wasn't the only voice that shouted. There was a blast that made the door rattle on its hinges; Snape was lifted off his feet and slammed into the wall, then slid down it to the floor, a trickle of blood oozing from under his hair. He had been knocked out.

The Marauders snickers. Snicker was knock out just like that? How would
he kill them the?

Coventina looked around. Draco
was behind her standing up with his wand, and behind him was Aelora and Anastacius who had tried to disarm Snape at exactly the same moment. Snape's wand soared in a high arc
and landed on the bed next to Crookshanks.

"We are BADASS!"

"I am badass." Aelora rolls her eyes, trying to 'correct' Draco's former statement.

Antares smirked and looked back at Coventina before chuckling in a low tone.

"You shouldn't have done that," said Sirius, looking at Coventina. "You should have left him to me." She looked him. "Nobody badmouth my family."

"A true Potter." Fleamont smiles.

"And Laskos-Malfoy." Abraxas adds as
if he was trying to prove something.

Remina was struggling against her bonds. Sirius bent down quickly and
untied her. Remina straightened up, rubbing her arms where the ropes had cut into them.

"Antares!" She quickly ran to her son checking if he had accidentally hurt himself. "That was very brave of you." She kissed his cheek.

"You are making it sound like I am
a Gryffindor, mother." He scoffed softly.

"Well you are brave." Delphina points out.

"And stubborn." Coventina adds in her turn.

"The betrayal."

"You are a parseltongue?" she asked softly.

"Yes." He replied shortly.

"Straight."

Remina sighed and smiled. "Thank you, you four." Remina said.

"We left for a few hours and that's what happened?!" Anastacius was livid. He went to Coventina and checked out if she was hurt. "Venti, are you okay?!" Aelora pouted, her eyes was almost teary.

"You were being extremely dramatic, Anastacius." Theodore looks up to him.

"Go back to your book."

"I should have use one of the unforgiveable curse!" She whispered
to herself. "

"Crazy?"

Bellatrix smirks.

Rodolphus regrets his life decision.

"Antares, give me Peter, please. Now."

"How did you know that rat was peter Pettigrew?" Sirius put one of his clawlike hands inside his robes and took out a crumpled piece of paper, which he smoothed flat and held out to show the others. It was the photograph of Ron and his family that had appeared in the Daily Prophet the previous summer, and there, on Weasley's shoulder, was Scabbers.

"How did you get this?" Remina asked Sirius, thunderstruck.

"Fudge," said Sirius. "When he came to inspect Azkaban last year, he gave me his paper. And there was Peter, on the front page on this boy's shoulder I knew him at once how many times had I seen him transform? And the caption said the boy would be going back to Hogwarts to where our son was.."

"Some people act stupid but some are. Fudge must be both of them." Antares whispers loud enough for a few people to hear.

"My God," said Remina softly, staring from Scabbers to the picture in the
paper and back again. "His front paw..." "What about it?" said Aelora curiously. "He's got a toe missing," said Sirius. "Of course," Remina breathed. "So simple... so brilliant... he cut it off himself?"

"Just before he transformed," said Sirius "When I cornered him, he yelled for the whole street to hear that I'd betrayed James and that woman Then, before I could curse him, he blew apart the street with
the wand behind his back, killed everyone within twenty feet of himself and sped down into the
sewer with the other rats...."

"I am so sorry!" Peter bows down his head with teary eyes. He was genuine sorry, to be truth─he was even scared
of his future self.

"Its fine, the future can be change...I supose." James replies softly. Even Sirius nods with a grumpy side eye.

"What about the mad cat?"

"This cat isn't mad," said Sirius hoarsely. He reached out a bony hand and stroked Crookshanks's fluffy head. "He's the most intelligent of his kind I've ever met. He recognized Peter for what he was right away.
And when he met me, he knew I was no dog. It was a while before he trusted me. Finally, I managed to communicate to him what I was
after, and he's been helping me."

"I befriend a cat?" Sirius pouts.

"What the hell is wrong with cats?" Asks the younger Black sassily.

"Nothing.." Sirius mumbles and smile.

"What do you mean?" asked Anastacius.

"He tried to bring Peter to me, but couldn't so he stole the passwords into Gryffindor Tower for me, I understand it, he took them from
a boy's bedside table...."

"Poor neville."

"But Peter got wind of what was going on and ran for it." croaked Black. "This cat, Crookshanks, did you call him? told me Peter had left blood on the sheets I supposed he bit himself... Well, faking his own death had worked once more."

Antares who was back normal,
his eyes who was grey was now grey-brown. His head was aching so he throwed Scabbers who began to squeak without stopping, twisting and turning, his tiny black eyes bulging in his head. "Ready, Sirius?" said Remina.

Sirius had already retrieved Snape's wand from the bed. He approached
Remina and the struggling rat, and his wet eyes suddenly seemed to be burning in his face.

"Never think that Black would ever use the brain that he had." Xenophilius muses.

"Shut it, blondie."

"Together?" he said quietly. "I think so.." said Remina, holding Scabbers tightly in one hand and his wand in the other. "On the count of three. One, two, THREE!" A flash of blue-white light erupted from both wands; for a moment, Scabbers was frozen in midair, his small gray form twisting madly the rat fell and hit the floor.

There was another blinding flash of light and then It was like watching a speeded-up film of a growing tree. A head was shooting upward from the ground; limbs were sprouting; a moment later, a man was standing where Scabbers had been, cringing and wringing his hands. Crookshanks was spitting and snarling on the bed; the hair on his back was standing up.

He was a very short man, hardly taller than Coventina and Aelora. His thin, colorless hair was unkempt and there was a large bald patch on top. He had the shrunken appearance of a plump man who has lost a lot of weight in a short time. His skin looked grubby, almost like Scabbers's fur, and something of the rat lingered around  his pointed nose and his very small, watery eyes.

Suddenly Peter let out a silent scream. He was truly traumatise to the ooint that he was hugging his knees. His beautiful hair. His handsome face. All gone.

He looked around at them all, his breathing fast and shallow. Aelora saw his eyes dart to the door and back again.

"Well, hello, Peter," said Remina pleasantly, as though rats frequently erupted into old school friends around him. "Long time, no see."

The traitor was caught.

"This is what we called suspense."