****Lyra's P.O.V.****

I woke up, gasping for breath. I sat straight up, my heart beating fast. I felt Harry's arm around my waist, and he sat up, looking groggily around.

"Wazgoinon?" He asked, putting his glasses on.

I ran my hand through my tangled hair and sighed, "Just a dream, Harry, sorry for waking you," my voice cracked a bit at the end.

"No, Ly, something happened, what's wrong?" He looked at me, concern in his eyes. I just shook my head, trying to hold back tears. He must've gotten the hint that i didn't want to talk about it, so he just put his arm around me.

"I remembered, Harry. I remembered everything, not just the memories with Ron, Mione, Sarah, and Hannah. I remember-" I cut myself off. He didn't need to know that until I explained everything. "Harry, come here. I need to talk to you,"

He looked confused, but obeyed and followed me to the common room, anyways. "What did you want to talk about, Ly?"

I shift in my seat a bit, "Look, Harry, I know, you'll probably hate me after this, but give me a chance to speak, please," I pleaded with him, and he nodded, so I went on, "Harry, you know the story of what happened to Pettigrew, right? How they could only find a finger, and that he's been 'dead' for twelve years?" I put emphasis on the word dead.

He nodded, and I shakily kept going, "Ron's had Scabbers for twelve years, and he's missing a toe. Don't you get it, Harry? Scabbers is Pettigrew. He's an animagus!"

He looked at me skeptically, but his eyes widened, and he came back with the rat in a cage and a blank piece of parchment.

"Lupin's been giving me lessons on how to defend myself against the dementors. He taught me the Patronous cham, and my patronous is a stag. Lupin told me that it was the same as my father's, and that he was part of a pranking group with Pettigrew and Black, the latter helped my dad make a map of the entire school," He held out the parchment,and muttered something thing that made the parchment become a full map, "Ly, this must be the map. Prong would be my dad, 'cause of the antlers. Wormtail must mean Pettigrew. Do you know what this means, Ly? My godfather is innocent!" He whispered, excitement in his eyes.

"Er, Harry, remember when I said you'd probably hate me? Well, Sirius Black is my uncle," I cringed, waiting for his response.

He just did the same thing he did after my re-sorting. He put his finger under my chin, and made me look at him, "Ly, I don't care. We just found a way to save an innocent man from a horrible fate. Key word, innocent. He is your family, and, while we can't control family, I think you'll be okay. I don't care what the world thinks, you're an amazing, beautiful person, who shouldn't be judged by a falsely accused uncle. You have this perfect personality, that's balanced between kind, ambitious, brave, and, not to mention, beautiful. It's your decision, and no matter what you choose, Ill be there for you, Ly,"

I soon as he finished, I felt tears spring to my eyes, "thank you, Harry. I know I can count on you, and that's probably one of the reasons why I-" I slapped my hand over my mouth, my face burning red.

"Why you what?" He asked, looking at me curiously.

"N-nothing," I stutter, realizing how close we are. "W-why don't we go down to Lupin's office and see if he can help us?" I said, trying to will the red in my face to go away. Harry agreed, so we grabbed the cage and map, and set off under his cloak.

We manage to get go Lupin's office without any disruptions, and end up arriving around seven. I see he's still awake, so I motion Harry to come in.

"Er... Professor? Lyrs and I discovered something you might be interested in," Harry starts, very awkwardly, if I might add.

Lupin motions us in, so I begin to tell him our suspicions, "Professor, we think Sirius Black is innocent. We put some evidence together, for example, Ron's rat has been in his family for twelve years, and is missing a toe. Assuming that you were Moony, Peter was and animagus, in the form of a rat, correct?" I started, sounding very lawyerish.

"Well, yes, he was, but how did you know about the map, and the names?" He looks so confused, it's funny.

"Harry showed me the map and hour ago, and I figured out the rest from Snape's essay. Harry got the map from Fred and George, who stole it from Filch,"

"Alright, I'm so confused," Harry butted in. I laughed at him

"Harry, do you mind if I talk to Lyra for a bit, you can just go back to your dorm,"

Lupin smiled at Harry, who was fidgeting a bit, "Actually, sir, I'm afraid that's impossible. Lyra and I are kind of, literally, stuck together,"

"I don't think I want to know. And, about Sirius, he was the Potter's secret keeper, nobody else knew about the location of their safe house. Unless. . . He switched, without telling me?" Lupin looked deep in thought. He motioned us to follow him, and we obeyed, ending up at Dumbledore's gargoyle.

"Chocolate frogs," the professor knocked, and, after hearing a soft 'enter' in return, we walked in, Lupin holding the map, Harry and I with the cage.

"Professor, I- we think that Sirius Black is innocent. Not just because he's my uncle, either," I added the last part as an afterthought.

"Interesting. I was aware that he was innocent, I was just having trouble finding the proof. You see, I often seem to forget things right when I am about to find the answer. I find looking back at my memories poses a great deal of help," He had a twinkle in his eyes that made me even more sure of what he was thinking.

He walked to his fireplace, and flooed to the Ministry, just as I thought he would.

I called my uncle out, seeing he was following us. We quickly placed a silencing charm on the door, and grabbed some flooed powder of my own. "Salazar," I said, smirking at all of the confused face around me. I flooed to the Slytherin common room, but to get there, you had to say the current password., "Sarah? C'mere, it's urgent!"

Luckily, she was lecturing Malfoy by the couches at the time, "Lyra? What happened? Is D-"

I cut her off before she could say anything more, as Malfoy was listening in on our conversation carefully, "Yes, well, better than yes. Well, hopefully, better than yes. Ergh, let's go!" I grabbed her wrist, and dragged her through the fire.

"D-daddy? Why are you here, you could be spotted!" Her eyes were wide, and she was making frantic hand motions. To be honest, it was kind of amusing.

He shook his head, a childish smile appearing on his face, "No! Dumbledore allowed me here! He believes I'm innocent, and Lyra and Harry found proof!"

Sarah turned towards us, tears in her eyes, "Thank you, Harry. You too, Ly, this means the world to me," she smirked at me for a second, "Hey, Ly, I know why you helped, I mean, he's your uncle. But why, Harry, did you help?"

Harry looked at her like she was stupid, "Because, from what I heard, at least, he's my godfather. And Ly's my best friend, why wouldn't I?"

Sarah rolled her eyes, "No, Harry, I mean, why else?" I finally caught on.

"Sarah, just don't," I groaned

"I am so confu- OH!" Sirius caught on

"Er. . . I mean. . . an innocent man shouldn't have his soul sucked out, I guess" Harry said, still looking confused.

I sighed, but walked over to him. I motioned for him to lean over, to lete whisper in his ear, "Harry, they're implying that we like each other,"

His ears went red, and he shook his head. I could feel my heart drop, and plastered a fake smile on my face, and went to it down on the couch in the front of the desk.

Throughout the rest of the night, everybody was either talking, pacing nervously, or, in my case, reading. We heard a rush of flames and Dumbledore appeared.

"Sirius is cleared,"

(a/N: I know, I'm sorry it was rushed!)