Remus's Visit

Harry stared at nowhere. Since the escape from the Burrow in the middle of the wedding party, he, Ron and Hermione were at the Grimmauld Place, hiding and planning an invasion on the ministry. Hermione was in the kitchen reading again and again her notes about every inch of the place, and Ron turned the deluminator on and off, making everyone go crazy.

The last month the only news they had was of some of the Order's members who were on a run or from some Daily Prophets they picked up from the floors. The atmosphere was tense and monotonous, when a sound called their attention.

"I didn't kill Albus." Said a calm voice. Remus.

Happy to hear a known voice, the three ran to the front door, seeing not just Remus, but their other friends. Ginny smiled for Harry and ran towards him.

"We had a great idea, Harry. Better, Luna had."

Behind her they saw Neville and Luna smiling. Remus had pulled a chair and sat, clearly down.

"How are the others?" Ron asked quickly, and Remus took a newspaper from his pocket.

"They're fine, Ron, hiding. Now, let's talk about what really matters. We came here to tell you terrible news, but also an idea to solve this."

Harry and Hermione exchanged looks. Ron, annoyed, sat down.

"What happened?"

"Harry, have you been dreaming about Him lately?"

Harry felt a wave of stew.

"No, and that's odd. Dumbledore once told me He can control his mind sometimes. Is someone dead?"

"No, Harry. Did Dumbledore tell anything about horcruxes with you?" Remus asked worried.

"How do you know?" Harry froze in his place.

"I inferred considering He opened a vault in Gringotes to keep some objects with no connection between them."

"He…"

"Well, now I understand why we couldn't kill him. That's what happened: Death Eaters are guarding the entrance day and night, therefore, impossible to get in, even if you could actually break into Gringotes."

"We have a plan, we could-"Hermione started, but Remus interrupted.

"We already have a plan. Thought about everything, until Luna gave a rather awkward idea, but that's the best."

Luna smiled in her characteristic way to Harry, and then explained:

"According to my thoughts, the better would be we travel to a time when He was so busy finding followers that wouldn't even mind of looking at the horcruxes."

"I arranged a portkey to 1977." Remus completed.

"But Lupin… Remus. Isn't this… Too impossible? I mean, how would we disguise?"

"That's the point, Harry. Think a little about the year of 1977."

Harry gazed at his ex – professor. For the first time, he smiled, trying to suggest something.

"Your parents are seventeen in 1977, Harry. We're going to Hogwarts." Ginny said with the same smile.

"But I'm identical to my father!"

"Come here, this is easily disguised." Remus motioned for Harry to come closer, and then pointed his wand to the boy's face.

Harry felt his face changing a little, and Hermione handled him a mirror. Taking the scar off and doing a trick on the nose, he made him look a little different. Just a really observant would notice something. Then Remus made the same with Neville, making him thinner when he asked.

"If you travel tomorrow, there is still time to get the train."

"How do you know it's going to work?" Ron asked.

"I sent a letter to Professor Dumbledore by this gateway."

"So…"

Remus took a paper from his pocket:

Dear Mr. Lupin,

I feel glad to know my intentions to form an Order against Voldemort succeeded, and you needing my help to do something so valuable for our objectives. Feel free to use this same gateway to send the teenagers and I will welcome them with all hospitality and safety.

I'm sending the books and orientation required for this year.

Expecting the new students on September.

Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry of 1977.

Harry looked at the letter, recognizing the headmaster's handwriting. Then he gazed at Ron and Hermione, that nodded.

"OK, we'll go tomorrow."

"Pack up, your books are here." Remus and with a gesture of his wand, many books appeared.

Kretcher made some beds for them, and the next day Remus made the portkey.

"Remember of acting like normal students transferred from some other school. Destroy the horcruxes this year. Don't make anything that looks suspicious. Careful with James and Sirius, too. They're really clever, and if they find out, you'll have to tell. Make effort on this, please."

Taking an old piece of a broken broomstick, he explained:

"The time travel portkey functions like a regular one, except that this one goes to the past rather than somewhere in our time and space. Good bye, when you kill Voldemort go to Dumbledore, he'll know how to bring you back."

Harry and the others put their hands over the wooden surface, holding their things with the other. Rather than the traditional feeling of being pulled by the stomach, Harry felt nauseous, as if he was being shaken from one side to another, frenetically.

Suddenly the silence at the Grimmauld Place was replaced by the noisy platform, and they opened their eyes.

"Oh, look!" Hermione laughed, pointing to many people.

Behind them a high laughter called their attention, and they turned. A woman about fifth, using a dark read cloak, smiled to a dark haired boy using glasses, who was the one laughing loudly to another dark haired boy. Harry grinned.

"Dad." He whispered.