It was the day after Fleur and Bill's wedding. Harry, Hermione, and Ron were sitting in the kitchen of the burrow, eating their breakfast.

"We're leaving for Godric's Hollow today, right Harry?" Hermione said offhandedly.

"You guys don't really…" Harry started

"WE ARE!" Ron and Hermione almost yelled. Harry had been trying to convince them since the beginning of the summer not to come with him, they were coming anyway. As they told him so very loudly.

"Fine" Harry tried to sound annoyed but he was really happy they were coming, and they knew it. At that moment Remus Lupin walked into the kitchen of the burrow. He yawned loudly, and flopped down next to Harry at the table.

"Morning all, Harry, I'm going to Godric's Hollow with you guys. That's all" he added at look on Harry's face. "I need to make sure that you look at some things specifically, and I'd like to see some stuff myself, I wonder if we'll see any of Lils' old drawings, she could draw everything, any ways, Molly can I borrow your fire place." He said as Mrs. Weasley walked in.

"Sure dear" she answered sleepily. He threw some floo powder into the fire place and stuck his head in.

A few hours later they were saying goodbyes. Mrs. Weasley was trying to put off goodbyes, and she was just blabbing on. "Bye Mrs. Weasley/mum/Molly" the four said, as they walked to the edge of the fence and apperated.

The town was totally deserted. 'Is this a bad omen' Harry thought sadly, it seemed like a ghost town. They looked around. It was misty, but not normal misty, like sparkling silver swirls, moving in the air. It was unnerving, and it made Harry, Ron, and Hermione shiver. Remus on the other hand looked perfectly content, he even smiled a little. Though it was a smile of someone remembering the old days long past.

"Your parents' graves are this way," Remus said. He set off quickly. The trio hadn't followed; they were entranced by the mist.

"Remus, hey, Lup…" Harry had started to say when he saw how far Remus was ahead, but Remus came back in a split millisecond. Literally, it didn't take any time, considering how far he was away.

"Hush, you must not yell, there are cursed spirits around here," he hissed as he smacked his hand over Harry's mouth. They gave him skeptical looks. "Believe me, there is a lot of danger, especially for you Harry, your mother being who she was." He shuddered slightly.

"Sorry" they whispered in unision, but they still looked skeptical. Then again they thought when had Remus ever let them down or lied to them.

Remus led them to a small cemetery, and pulled them to the back. He pointed out two of the graves. On the right grave it said "James Issac Potter 1969 – 1990, RIP" and a few more kind remarks about him. The left grave however, was incredibly unnerving. It read "Queen Lilianavera Renala Evanseses- Potter. 1970 – 1990." They rest of the comments were hardly legible. The mist seemed to be gathering around her grave stone, and not only that but the mist seemed to be tinted gold and more sliver than the rest. It sent chills through Harry's spine.

"Queen…" Harry muttered when he read it, "My mum was a queen?" he asked, turning to Remus. Remus suddenly looked very uncomfortable.

"I'll explain later." He replied and he led them quickly out of the cemetery.