Authors note:

Because I tend to talk,

And nobody bothers to shut me up

Thanks for clicking, before you read this is an alternate future where if the battle of Hogwarts never happened. Therefore the world is still in the madness that it was in the seventh harry potter book, so Voldemort is still well, pretty strong. And Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks are still alive. And everyone else that died in the battle. Please note that this story is very adventuresome. And the beginning may be a bit sappy, but this story is about adventure, and loyalty, and fighting for what you believe in.

Also please note this takes place as if Tonks and Lupin (And Bill and Fleur….) had children around the same time Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione did only Teddy, and Victorie are the same age, and a about a year or so older than James. If this confuses you, please say so, and I'll try to explain it better.

Also, the only reason why there is a prologue and a preface is because I wanted to add the prologue that would describe the background of the story, and also add a preface which would represent the action that later takes place. And I also didn't want this to be ridiculously short so I combined them.

That's all I have to say for now.

So I'll shut up.

Undeniable Journey

Don't prod me too softly

Because you'll have to find

Every clue that's hidden

Deep inside my mind,

Who's to say we haven't looked away

Since we've started the fly,

For it's that courageous face you

Always make in the true moment,

That fills me up with glee

Even though,

I know of the sadness that lies behind it

Just fly away on crying days

So I can start to soar again

As you struggle to find the truth

I don't know who they were,

So don't ask me anymore.

So I'll fly away.

Fly away with you

So we can complete this impossible task

Once and for all,

Because I've been in this world

Seen the cries and the pain

Yet felt the joy and happiness

And I know that

Death stalks us,

And

Birth comes to us

But we're all here

For this reason

Of Faith

Prologue Part I:

Point Of View: Nymphadora Lupin-Tonks

I never considered myself a great mother. To tell you the truth, Remus and I had never really planned to have children. It just…happened that way. But when I did find out I was expecting a boy, I was somehow radiant, and happy. Even though it wasn't in the original plans.

I had always assumed we'd be the stereo typed family. A mom, a dad, and a child. Even though we were with our flaws, having two metamorphagus's and a werewolf in the house doesn't add up to stereotypical standards. Yet in some ways I think it did. So, I kept my assumption throughout my life, and it stayed that way. It was just a bit after Teddy was born that I realized there was no such thing as a stereo- typical family of three. I remember that day clearly. When my assumptions swayed. And I realized they would never be true. Because there was no such thing as a stereotype family.

Perhaps the day she came to stay with us after her parent's death, merely a few months before I'd go into labor, and have my first child. Was perhaps the day with the most mixed emotions. We- Remus and I- knew that the small baby girl was only going to stay for a month or so. Yet somehow it came up that often she had to stay with us every once in awhile, as she grew up. It soon unconsciously began to love the child as if she were my own daughter. It was, as if I considered her, my own daughter. Although soon enough when she was ten-years-old her visits stopped. And we could only communicate in letters. For safety reasons. However it did not stop the heartbreak or how I longed to see the child, almost like a mother longing to stroke her own child's hair. Even though she was an orphan who's parents' will, was lost. The will contained custody for the their child. And in these times of madness Regina's being an orphan we were able to hide, knowing what would become of the child if the ministry knew.

But sometimes I wonder what life would be like if Teddy hadn't been born? Or if Regina's parents hadn't died, and Remus and I never welcomed the second child into our home, and even though she wasn't ours, treated her as our own? The thought crosses my mind occasionally as Teddy grows older, and I read the often letter from: the girl I consider my daughter.

Prologue Part II:

Point Of View: Remus John Lupin

Life had always been unexpected. I grew up with surprises flinging themselves at me from various angles. Surprises may startle you at first but if you lived the life I had you'd eventually get used to the idea of surprises. Even though it feels like a certain part of that surprise never dies out. The feeling even if it's a lot less mild, never dies.

The day Lavinia, and Hunter died, the same way I had nearly died when I was a child. It was devastating for everyone, even Nymphadora (Who was pregnant with Teddy at the time) and I, who didn't know either of them, very well were devastated. Yet somehow it infuriated me. Fenrir Greyback, the most vicious werewolf known to man, had killed them. He had hunted them for ages, since they had defeated them. For they were both amazing sorcerers. Yet even with them dead he still needed more revenge. He somehow knew they had a single daughter. Even though she was an infant at the time. He still wanted her. He wanted to see their entire family became wiped out. He managed to kill off their parents, siblings, grand parents, etc. Yet Greyback somehow never killed the child. Yet he was out to find the defenseless infant. And take her life away from her, to keep as his own.

I knew the announcement from the order. The request of someone taking in the now orphaned child, child of gone, former order members. Since that battle had killed many, but they were the only killed parents of children, that had been killed. Somehow late that night I had talked to Nymphadora. Somehow she understood my need to care for the girl whom I didn't want to suffer my fate. I'm not sure what caused it, and I don't know but somehow I felt protective over the few month old orphan.

She stayed with us often over the years; her and Teddy acted like twins, brother and sister. Though her pale blonde appearance was much different then his tuft of always color changing hair. I guess I considered her my own child sometimes though I knew it was not true, for she was an orphan, not to stay with us forever…..

However when Regina was ten, our communication was cut off from her except for letters. It was weird. I almost thought of her as my daughter. I hated Teddy asking me if we'd see her again, for not even I knew the answer to that.

Prologue Part III:

Point Of View: Ted "Teddy" Lupin

I'm just your average person. Really nothing special. I'm an average fourteen-year-old boy. I go to school, have friends, and well…. that's it. What else makes you more average?

Oh, and I smart too, that is I can think for myself I guess you could say. For, I think many things. I think that James is one of the best friends I ever had. Even though he's a year younger than me, and gets in trouble at school more than anyone I've met. I also think that Victorie is. one of my best friends. Even though my cheeks go red whenever I see her, and these days I find myself thinking her very pretty…and well…well, those thoughts are rubbish for Victorie's just my friend…. nothing more….right? Right? But James and Victorie aren't my only friends. I guess you could say Regina's my friend. Although she's more like my sister actually. I mean, I grew up with her practically. Even though it's been four solid years since I've seen her in person, since she doesn't go to Hogwarts like I do. She goes to beauxbatons to decrease her chances of being found by the werewolf that's after her.

I guess you could say, I'm just average, right?

Prologue Part IIII:

Point Of View: Regina Vertigo

I don't like wishing. For every day, I count my blessings. I read it in a book, (For, I read a lot of books) they say it helps you not want more things, it makes you a person that doesn't take what they have for granted.

However dreaming is something else entirely. Dreaming is pretending to have something you want. When I was little Teddy and I would run around in the fields behind his house. We'd pretend we were brother and sister explorers. We'd dream that we were explorers of the deep prairie. Defeating death eaters in our midst. However it'd all end when his mother would call us in for lunch, or it'd be time for me to go.

I miss those days. It made me feel like I belonged somewhere. I wasn't just the pest that nobody wanted to have spend the night. The orphan that had turned up in the order so many years ago, that had no place to go. I had grown up with Remus, and Nymphadora acting almost as if they were parents to me. And Teddy, acting as a friend, a brother. After all these years I wonder, despite the letters, if I would even recognize them if I saw them.

Would I?

Preface: Dying I:

Point Of View: Ted "Teddy" Lupin

If there was one thing I had been trained to do in my life, it'd be running. Running was simple. You'd move your feet in a certain motion, often picking up speed as you went.

However there was a difference in running from Bullies, and detention seeking teachers, and then running from your death. The two types were different. In one maybe it was for fun, like those tag games when you were a kid, or the times when you outrun the annoying bully at school. But when running from your death, it was odd. Your life flashed before your eyes. It was like your life, was taunting you showing you everything you ever loved or cared about could flash away in a second right before your eyes.

It was then that time slowed down, and I felt a falling sensation. I heard a female voice scream my name before shrill pain that started in my head and went all the way through my body consumed me quickly and the world went black.

Preface: Dying II

Pont Of View: Regina Vertigo

The ground was blurring beneath me. As adrenaline pumped through my veins. Adrenaline made the fatigue, and malnutrition of the past while, go away. How long had we even been out here? Adrenaline didn't care; all it did was made me forget any pain or complications. It made it possible to run for your life.

It was then that I saw it. He fell. No…. not Teddy. No. This can't be. The world went blurry, it slowed down, and started spinning, and began screaming, as he slowly collapsed, I stopped running. No…not Teddy, anyone but him…. anyone but my almost brother.

I was screaming so much, and so outraged, I didn't care about the hands holding me back, and the sudden flash of light. Then blackness took over.

Is this the end?