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Great Hall, dinner time.

Severus Snape sat waiting for dinner to begin, idly twisting the fork in his hand. Around him was the cacophony of the school, normal for the beginning of school. He felt eyes upon him and turned to see Harry Potter staring at him as usual. Boy's still trying to figure out exactly what I am. He thought, derisively. He hasn't got the brains in his head to come even close to figuring it out. Thank Merlyn this is his last year here. Now if only Voldemort was that easy to dispose of.

As he sat contemplating that pleasant thought, something flared briefly inside him, then dulled down to a steady roar. The fork he'd been playing idly with dropped to his plate and Remus Lupin turned to look at him, startled. He quickly shook off the concern that he felt coming from Remus and focused intently on that flare, trying to pinpoint where the feeling was emanating from. Eyes flew to the door and he stood abruptly, ignoring the shocked looks of his colleagues as he did so, and interrupting the Headmaster's speech.

Firm steps took him down the room. The doors flying open as Severus pushed them, stopping in his tracks. For standing in the hallway, cradled in the arms of Sirius Black, was a sight he hadn't seen in years. In fact, he never thought he'd see it again.

"Severus?" Dumbledore called after him, concerned by this unusual behavior. When the professor didn't respond, he went to him, followed by Remus and Professor McGonagal. They gasped when they saw what was in the hall. The normally cheery professor went pale with shock. "Go get Poppy."

Remus quickly left, ignoring the confused students asking him questions. They were back in moments and Poppy quickly took command of the situation. It was only when she left, taking the figure with her that Severus snapped back into awareness. "Black, where did you find her?"

"At the edge of the forbidden forest." Sirius said, warily watching his reluctant comrade.

"I will never say this to you again. If you repeat it, I'll deny it. Then I'll hex you so badly, you won't know which way is up. Thank you." The potions master turned sharply and walked after Poppy.

Sirius watched him, shocked. "You're welcome."

"Well, that was unusual." Dumbledore said, trying to break the tension. "Let's go relieve the students hunger now, shall we?"

The sober group walked back in. The Headmaster's hands rose, quieting the room. "I'm sure you're hungry. So, we shall just skip the rest of my speech. Let the feast begin."

Remus and Sirius turned towards the Headmaster, wanting to ask what was going on. But, to their surprise and great frustration, he was gone.

"Severus, I know this is hard for you to hear this but this might be a trick." Albus said, resting his hand on the younger man's shoulder.

The dark head shook. "No, it isn't."

"How do you know?"

"Because no one could ever duplicate this. It cannot be duplicated, one knows it in the very core of their being." Severus looked straight at Dumbledore, no doubt in his eyes. "That is my sister."