Welcome to the sequel of Disturbing Truths, 'I Remember You'. To all new readers, I recommend reading Disturbing Truths before moving on to this story.

Songs for this chapter:
Isabel's Theme [See Tumblr]
Tyrant by OneRepublic
Yet Again by Grizzly Bear

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

I walked along the cobblestone path with my adopted son, Teddy, right behind me. We needed to hurry, I knew Fred would be annoyed if we were late. Everyone was coming over to our house, Molly, Arthur, Fleur, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Audrey, Harry, Ginny, Lily Luna, Ron, Hermione, Hugo, Andromeda, Gabrielle and Mother. I was in charge of dinner, and Fred hated disappointing everyone. I looked at myself in a shop window as I walked past. I was now forty-two years old. I hated saying that. I felt ancient. Sometimes I was embarrassed to let people know my age. It seemed like just yesterday that I was only twenty two.

"Hey, Ma!" Teddy called out. I turned around to see him pointing in the shop window. "It's you." I walked over to the shop window to see a photo of Minerva, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Kingsley Shacklebolt and I. Under the picture was a gold plate, saying, 'Order of Merlin, First Class receivers.' I sighed, I was tired of seeing myself everywhere. I looked to Teddy, who was frowning. "What's going on, Ma?"

"Oh, nothing," I told him, putting on a smile. "Come on, your Father will be livid if we're late."

"He's probably not going to care...too busy testing the new Weasley product with Uncle Ron," Teddy laughed as we continued down the alleyway. It wasn't too busy today, probably because most of the children were at Hogwarts. I smiled, thinking of my two girls right now. Andie and Amelie, in Gryffindor and Slytherin respectively, were at Hogwarts, enjoying the best years of their lives. My little one, Harry George, was at home with Fred, helping to clean the house.

"I think we need to go in here," I said to Teddy, pointing up at the sign of the specialist food shop. As I was just about to step in, I could feel someone watching me. I looked over to the entrance to Knockturn Alley to see a man with a hood over his head, staring at Teddy and I. He seemed familiar, but I couldn't point out where I had seen him before.

"Teddy, I'll be back," I said, turning around and walking towards Knockturn Alley. I took my wand out and held it in front of me. I followed the hooded man as he walked into a dark and narrow part of Knockturn Alley. I had never been down here before - it was strange to see the contrast between where I had come from and where the Death Eaters had come from. The man stopped, just as I noticed that we were alone. I held my wand out, threatening him.

"Who are you? And why were you staring at me?" The man took his hood off, and then I realised who it was. It was a Death Eater from the Battle of Hogwarts. Somehow, he escaped capture, because all the Death Eaters I knew apart from the Malfoy family, were in captivity. Suddenly, the man whipped his wand out.

"Aliud Tempus!" I blasted off my feet, my head hitting the wall behind me.

Everything went black.

I woke up to blurred vision, and muffled hearing. People were speaking to me, and there were people looking down on me, but I couldn't see who they were. My head hitting the back of the wall had really taken a toll on me.

"Is she alright?" I heard someone say. My hearing was, thankfully, returning to normal.

"Who is she? I've never seen her around here before." What? This was absurd. I had just been shopping in Diagon Alley. I had Teddy with me! Maybe Teddy had gone to fetch help and left me here?

"She has to be a student, she looks our age." I had to be dreaming. This HAD to be a dream. I sat up slowly, and my hand went to my aching head. My vision, like my hearing, started returning to normal. I looked around to see three boys and a girl standing around me, dressed in Hogwarts school uniform. They were all Gryffindors. Why was I at Hogwarts? How did I even get here? Where had Teddy gone? I looked to the girl. She had dark red hair, and green eyes. Her eyes were exactly the same as Harry's. I looked to the boy next to her, and he looked alarmingly similar to Harry. I turned to the boy holding my left arm. He was so familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Lastly, I looked to the boy holding my right arm. I had seen him before. But where? Where had I seen him?

I looked behind Sirius to see pictures sitting on the mantlepiece. A photo of a young, smiling Remus stared back at me.

"Remus?" I breathed out. At that moment, I fainted.

I woke up to see the same girl, and the same two boys, and...no, it couldn't be Remus. Only moments ago I was walking down Diagon Alley with Teddy. It was 2017. Remus was dead. Hogwarts uniforms didn't look like this. I couldn't remember the incantation the Death Eater had said, so I couldn't deduce what was happening to me. I just wanted to go home.

"Blimey, you've had a rough time!" The boy who looked like Harry said to me. "Professor Dumbledore will be on his way soon, he'll help you out. Are you a student here?" I looked around to see that I was in the hospital wing at Hogwarts, only it didn't look the same as last time I was there when Andie had become very ill in her second year. There was only one explanation for this...but it couldn't be. There was no incantation for it! No spell at all! I looked back up to see them all awaiting my reply.

"I..."

"Boys, she's probably really confused right now," the girl said softly, touching the the boy-with-the-glasses' arm. "I think we should let her rest. Come on"

"How did you know Moony's name?" One of the boys said, raising his eyebrows. My heart hurt so badly, and all these questions were just making it worse. Everyone was barking instructions at me, I simply couldn't handle it.

"Mr. Potter!" A loud voice from the doorway called. It was Dumbledore. Wait...Potter. No, it couldn't be. My eyes widened as I looked back over at the boy with the glasses. This was Harry's father. It was James Potter. The girl with the long red hair was Lily, his mother. I'd seen photos of her before. Her eyes were exactly like Harry's. And the boy that looked oh-so familiar next to him was...

"Oh my god," I breathed out. My hand covering the gasp that was ready to come out of my mouth. Tears welled in my eyes. It was the man that I had lost so long ago. Only he was not a man, he was a seventeen year old boy. I fought the urge to pounce on him and hold him and kiss him and do everything I wanted to do when I got no goodbye. It was Sirius.

"What did you say?" Sirius asked, looking at me like I was incredibly insane. Dumbledore approached my bed and stood beside Lily.

"And who are you?"

"I..." I couldn't say my real name around Remus, Sirius, James and Lily. Dumbledore turned to his students and nodded once. They didn't need to be told, they left immediately, although Sirius needed to be dragged away. Once the large doors were shut, Dumbledore sat down beside my bed.

"You look familiar, but I cannot put my finger on it. Where are you from, child?" Child? I was forty two! I then realised...Remus, Sirius, James and Lily thought I was a student, and now Dumbledore had called me child. I hadn't only gone back in time, but I had gone back in age.

"You're never going to believe me," I sighed.

"We live in a world where magic is possible. I will believe almost anything, my dear."

"Okay." I breathed in and out, ready to tell Dumbledore the truth. I couldn't hold anything back. "I'm the daughter of Severus Snape, from 2017. I think I was sent back here by a curse." Dumbledore's eyes were wide. He had obviously not dealt with a situation like this before, and this worried me. How was I supposed to get back home to Fred and my children when Dumbledore didn't have an immediate solution?

"Severus Snape...has a daughter?"

"You're looking at her," I said. Dumbledore seemed incredibly confused about everything. I didn't blame him, it wasn't everyday someone from the future came to visit you. And the Severus Snape he knew would probably never have a daughter either, so I'd guess that was just as shocking.

"I am not too sure how to react to this news, to be quite honest with you...Miss - "

"It's actually Mrs. Isabel Weasley, but I was known as Miss. Snape."

"You're not old enough to be married though, my child?"

"Yes, well, about that...I'm forty two. Somehow, I've changed." Dumbledore seemed to be processing this information incredibly well. Almost too well.

"Well...obviously we need to find out a way to - "

"Don't you want me to tell you any more?" I asked Dumbledore, astounded that he wasn't the slightest bit interested in wanting to know what had happened to Voldemort in my time. Why would he not want to know?

"My child, if you tell me more, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to get you back home." The colour drained from my face as Dumbledore spoke those words. Getting back home would be difficult now...and if I said any more...oh god, could he get me back at all? I was starting to get overwhelmed. The situation was getting to me now. My breathing became erratic as all the realizations were coming to me at once. I was in another time, I was now seventeen again, not forty-two, my husband and kids had been left behind, and I may not be able to get back. "Calm, my dear, calm," Dumbledore said soothingly, placing a hand on my back. "Calm. I will do whatever in my power I can to make sure you go back home. However, for now, you will have to pretend you're a student here that transferred here."

"I'm half-French, I can be a transfer from Beauxbatons," I told him, finally starting to calm myself down.

"Perfect," Dumbledore said with a small smile. Even now, he was still so reassuring. I missed him more than I would have guessed after he died. "Now, I will leave you here so you can recover, and tomorrow we will sort you."

"What? Into a house?" I asked him, surprised. "Why not keep me in the same house?"

"Because, as you are coming from a different time, things may have changed since you were at Hogwarts." It was strange, I would have thought an automatic placement into Slytherin would have done fine, but apparently not. "And your last name. We'll have to change it. How does Isabel Fairfax sound to you?" It was then when I realised...Father would be in Slytherin. He'd be here. He's not dead...he's a young boy...and I don't exist in his life. I placed my hand on my chest, as my breathing became fast and erratic again.

"Isabel..."

"I just...Father..."

"Oh, yes," Dumbledore sighed. "Seeing familiar faces must not be easy for you, my dear. Please," he whispered, patting my hand. "Please keep calm, especially around them." I nodded. I had to pull myself together. I'd be here for a while, and I needed to get used to this. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. It was time to put my old life behind me for now. It was time to start over again.

"Welcome to Hogwarts, Miss. Isabel Fairfax," Dumbledore said with a grin.

I awoke from my sleep to see a red haired girl sitting beside my bed. Lily Potter. Well, at the moment, Lily Evans. "Hello," she said, realising that I was waking up. Merlin, her eyes were so like Harry's. "I'm sorry to disturb you, but, er, I just wanted to introduce myself and find out what happened." I simply stared at her, unable to speak. It was so strange being here with her, whilst she was alive. I had heard so many stories about her.

"Um, I can come back, if you'd like," she said softly.

"No, no," I said, shaking my head, trying to shake the thoughts in my head about the stories I had heard. It was time to start afresh. "I'm sorry, I'm just a little flustered."

"I can see why, you've had quite the past few hours." She held her hand out towards me and smiled, her green eyes sparkling, just like Harry's. "I'm Lily Evans." I shook her hand and even managed a smile back.

"I'm Isabel S-Fairfax." I almost said it...I had to get better at that.

"Isabel S Fairfax?" Lily asked, looking confused. I laughed and sat up straight.

"Sorry, my Mother in France always told me to say my middle initial when I'm introducing myself. I'm sorry." It wasn't my middle initial.

"Oh, what does is stand for?" Lily asked sweetly. She was everything they said she was and more. I had never met someone so warm and gracious, even though we were practically strangers.

"Stefania," I told her, remembering one of my Aunt's names. "Isabel Stefania Fairfax." Good save, Isabel. "I'm a transfer from Beauxbatons. I used to live in France with my Mother. My Father was from London, but he died a couple of years ago." Technically, that was correct. "His wish was for me to attend Hogwarts for at least a year, so we decided on my last year."

"Oh, I see. I'm very sorry for your loss," she said softly. "Um, and, can I ask, how did you know Remus' name?" Damn it, I hoped no one would remember that. How the hell was I going to explain that? I tried to hard to think of an excuse...and a plausible one at that.

"Er...Dumbledore said...he'd be my guide around here. I went out for a walk after I met him and I tripped and fell and hit my head, and that's when I woke up," I told her, elaborating on my story to make her stop her suspicion.

"Well," Lily said, rising from her seat. Her smile had not disappeared ever since she walked in here. "I will leave you to rest. It's good to meet you, Isabel."

"Thank you," I said, smiling up at her. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow?"

"I guess so." She turned around and left the Hospital Wing. I sighed as the two large doors shut behind her. How the hell was I going to get through this one? I placed my head in my hands and began to weep. What if I couldn't get back?

A/N: To those that have joined the story, welcome. To my old readers, welcome back! To the new, here's a few things you need to know:

Isabel is Isabel Snape, Severus' daughter. In my previous story, Severus was born 5 years earlier - but I am ignoring that for this sequel as it is the only way it's going to work.
Fred did not die in the Battle of Hogwarts, George did instead. And he's married to Isabel in 2017.
Isabel's children are: Teddy (adopted), Andromeda (Andie), Amelie and Harry.

To my new readers, probably reading Disturbing Truths first would be better, or you'll probably be confused as hell!

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Next Chapter:
Time travel was a crazy thing. On one side, was Remus. On the other side, was Sirius. I had been here so many times before, only we were all adults, not in seventh year at Hogwarts. The last time I had them both next to me at the same time was at Grimmauld Place in 1996, and they had just stopped their fighting. I don't think I could go through a repeat of that. It'd drive me insane.