Remus stood there, looking out the window, feeling like his entire world crashed. The battle in the ministry, only hours ago, was the start. The world was reeling with the news, Voldemort was back, there would be no denying it now. But Remus was reeling for other reasons, mainly the death of his last best friend, and the blindness of his beloved cub. Harry had faced Voldemort, and had survived, but he sustained a head injury. The pressure was reduced, the trauma gone, but his sight was as well. Poppy couldn't explain, she thought much was emotional trauma, from the loss of his beloved godfather. Harry had watched him die, and Remus knew better than most, Harry would blame himself for it.

He turned to his godson, wondering what would happen. Sirius spoke about taking Harry, kidnapping him that summer, and running. Remus was shocked, Harry was needed for the war, they were always told. But Sirius had been determined to take his cub and flee.

He was surprised when Poppy came to him and handed him Harry's cloak. "You need to go."

Remus was confused. "What are you talking about? I am not leaving Harry's side."

Poppy shook her head. "I don't have time to explain. You just have time to catch up with Minerva, to get into the office with her."

Remus understood what she meant. "Poppy why are you sneaking me into Albus' office?"

Poppy motioned him just to do it. "You need to hear. When you finish, Severus is waiting for you."

Remus had no idea what was going on, and was surprised, he could have sworn he saw most of Harry's things in a bag nearby. Severus had spoken to him earlier that year, had told him he had his doubts about Albus, and keeping Harry safe. He had come to both marauders, and Remus was sure Sirius agreed with him, Severus had no proof. But perhaps Severus was the reason that Sirius was talking of running that summer.

Not knowing what else to do, he put on the cloak, and he slipped out of the room. He had to hurry, but he caught up with Minerva, and was able to sneak into the headmaster's office behind her. If he went after, even if he had the passwords, he would have been known.

He was shocked when he found Cornelius there with the headmaster and Minerva. He spoke. "Is it true? About him?"

Albus nodded. "He is blind, and there is no telling how long he will be."

Cornelius shook his head. "The people will not follow some blind cripple. We will have to bring the other boy back, the sooner the better."

Minerva was confused. "What are you talking about? The other boy?"

Albus turned to her. "The real boy who lived."

Remus saw his own shock reflected in Minerva, and his own doubts, when she said Neville. There had only been two options, Harry or Neville, no other children had been born in that time or who had parents who matched. But Harry had been attacked, he had the scar, he was the one who Voldemort was after. None of this was making any sense at all to him, or to Minerva he could see.

Albus laughed at that. "Neville? No, the boy who lived is James and Lily's son Harry."

Cornelius quieted her. "You don't think we actually left the child with muggles to raise. The boy has been in safety at Salem being trained."

Minerva looked back and forth. "And that child? The Harry I have taught for the past five years?"

Albus waved her off. "An orphan of the war, no one of any importance. He of course doesn't know."

Cornelius sipped his tea. "He will need to be sent away, and the proper Harry called back. I am sure he will soon fit into his life here."

Minerva was outraged. "And do what with this one? You can't simply throw away a child. He has friends, people who care about him."

Albus tried to calm her. "Of course not. You know he can't continue school like this. We will find him a care taker. Sirius named him heir."

Remus could not hear any more, he took off from the room, confused and unsure of what to do. Harry, his cub, was not James and Lily's son? He couldn't believe this, but all Sirius and Severus said, rung through his mind. Had Sirius known this Harry was not the real one? He remembered Sirius adopting Harry at Christmas, to make him his full heir, even if it wasn't needed. He had thought it strange, Harry was already listed in the will, but Sirius had insisted it had to be done. As he found his way into the dungeons, remembering what Poppy said, he knew he needed answers. Poppy and Severus were close friends, the man trusted her and Filius above anyone other than Lucius. The man was indeed waiting for him.

Severus looked up from his potion. "Do you believe me now?"

Remus nodded. "You need to help me Sev please. I don't care who he is, that is my cub, and I know Albus won't just let him leave."

Severus handed him a portkey. "This will take you off the school grounds. Allies are waiting for you when you arrive."

Remus was relieved. "Thank you."

He headed for the infirmary, not knowing why Severus cared, but happy he did. He didn't care if the boy was not James' son, he was his cub, and it was obvious Sirius felt the same way. He needed to get him out of the school, he had sickening feeling in his stomach, something might happen. He found Poppy waiting, she had fed Harry potions she informed him, and Filius had gone to let loose Hedwig for him.

He was bending down to pick Harry up when he saw the door open and he stopped. "No."

An: So to any who read my previous story entitled this, it is a re-write of sorts. There will be some changes. Still not decided on pairing with either Viktor or Adrian.