This is just a filler about what happened to Remus in those few days between Harry stunning Pettigrew and being taken by Snape to Grimmauld Place. Yes, I know I said I wasn't going to write about this, but I got bored….so hang me! As for writing about Remus' final year at Hogwarts….don't hold your breath!

And remember, only the name 'Trent Fuller' is mine. Pretty much everything else belongs to JKR, and the various other TV shows and books I listed in my warning on Dormant Power!

So this little story fits in just after chapter 2 of Dormant Power has finished. Hope it makes sense!

Yes, I have now tweaked this fic. It should now fit in much better with my Marauders final year story, which I have started to generate my ideas for.

For those who have already read this story before, you will probably notice the changes. If this is the first time you've read it, then hopefully you'll enjoy it. I'm banking on the fact that the 'new' things I've done to it will intrigue you enough to want me to hurry up and finish my Marauder's fic!

Chapter 1 – Stranger In The Dark

Molly, Remus and Peter arrived back at Grimmauld Place in a bright green flash of fire, startling Arthur who was making his way upstairs.

"Molly! Are you alright! Oh Merlin, what happened to Remus?"

"Settle down Arthur. Remus has just found out exactly what happens when he gets too close to silver."

"Oh my! He needs rest. Take him to his room, who's this other person?"

"Pe…Pettigrew" Remus croaked out.

"Peter Pettigrew? Why was he at Harry's?" Arthur asked.

"I'm sure Remus will be able to explain it when he's feeling better. But right now, save your strength and get some sleep" Molly answered.

Remus nodded, "thanks Molly. I should be alright in a few days. I can manage to get to my room fr…"

"Now Remus, you know better than to do too much. You're just like Harry is, always having the weight of the world on your shoulders. Now either you're letting me help you upstairs, or I'll go and grab that silver spoon from the kitchen and stick it in your mouth" she chided.

Remus nodded again, "ok, but I'm not an invalid, Molly."

"Maybe not, but you're not well right now either. This is bad timing too, we were going to have an Order meeting tomorrow. I'll inform Albus and we might be able to move it to a few days time."

"Thanks Molly. I should be fine in a couple of days" Remus replied as they reached the door of his room.

Molly nodded, before opening the door and guiding Remus to his bed. Remus was about to protest, but thought better of it. He didn't need to be yelled at right now, so he allowed Molly to stay until he was lying down. He saw her shut the door behind her, and tried his best to forget the past few hours.

How could he have been so stupid? Why didn't he notice Peter's silver hand before he grabbed his arm? Why didn't Harry tell him…no he wouldn't blame Harry. That boy had more than enough on his plate already than to be blamed for his, Remus', own stupidity. Remus sighed as he rolled over and switched the bedside light off. He was just starting to drift off when he thought he could hear some whispers.

His wolfish instincts took over, and Remus found himself wide awake. He could make out someone whose voice he didn't recognise casting a silencing and locking charm on his room, but he wasn't prepared for what he heard next.

"It's alright, Remus. I know you're awake, I was too loud."

Remus slowly sat up, and looked over at where the voice was heard.

"Who…who are you? Why are you in my room?"

"My name's Trent Fuller. You should remember me from your seventh year at Hogwarts."

Remus' eyes widened in recognition. "You…but no! You're dead!"

"Did you see it happen with your own eyes, though?"

Remus couldn't answer that, and Trent knew it.

"I thought not. Now, if you don't mind, I need you to come with me."

Remus nearly laughed, "I'm in no condition to go anywhere right now. I had a…bit of an…accident" he said, choosing his words carefully.

"Meaning you came across a certain rat with a silver hand. Believe me, Remus, I already know what you are, and that's why I'm here."

Remus was stunned. "But how? How did you…"

"We don't have time, Remus. Save your questions for later. Right, now I'm going to illusion you."

"Don't you mean disillusion me?"

"I know what I mean, Remus. I'm making an illusion of you so no one knows you're not really here. Can you stand up?"

Remus nodded and slowly got out of bed. He watched as the other wizard conjured a very lifelike illusion of Remus sleeping, before walking over to Remus.

"All right, that should keep them happy for a while. We won't be long, one day should do it. You ready?"

"How should I know? I don't even know where I'm going yet" Remus snorted, and Trent chuckled,

"Point taken. You don't need anything but your wand. Is that better?"

Remus shrugged before grabbing his wand from the desk. "Not really. You still haven't said where we're going."

"Darn, you always were the smart one weren't you! Fine, we're going someplace so I can find a cure for your…condition."

Remus would have asked some further questions, but didn't get a chance as Trent grabbed him and the two of them vanished from Remus' bedroom.