So here it is - a random Harry Potter fanfic.

This is highly AU and it was inspired by a weird dream that i had - but i'm sure you'll find it awesome nonetheless :D

A quick overview before you get started : Voldemort (Referred to as The Master in my fic) was never killed - Peter still betrayed his friends but Sirius realised what was going on and warned Lily and James in time -Yay! Also Tonks is the same age as the marauders and went to school with them, and her and Remus are married...but not all is right with the world...

Chapter 1

Teddy Lupin was only six but he knew that the world was wrong.

For a start, the Master was in control. You never said his real name, nor his former, which had been he-who-must-not-be-named. He'd been in charge for ten years now, his rein of terror stronger now than before.

Another, would be the fact that him and his father were on the run. His father was a part of the order of the phoenix and had fought against the Master, which meant he was on the wanted list, which subsequently meant, so was Teddy.

Finally, Teddy had never met his mother. Well, he must have done once, but not in living memory. Teddy's Mum was a prisoner of the Master's and had been for six long years. His Father, Remus, had been trying to get her out for as long as Teddy could remember, but to no avail. Nobody knew where she was kept but they knew that she was not dead. She'd only been saved because of her heritage, her mother being a Black, but Teddy knew that sometimes, even his Father doubted whether she was alive or not. Nobody had heard from her these past years.

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Teddy was currently sat in his room of the small cottage that had belonged to his Fathers parents. It was what he classed as home; seeming his Father and him were always on the move. They always returned here.

He was sat on his bed, his head rested against the wall as he stared blankly out of the window. It had fallen dark several hours ago and Teddy could only make out the dark outline of several trees in the distance. He had a book in his hands, a Muggle book that his Dad had got him. James and the Giant Peach. He had been reading, his Dad had taught him and he'd taken to it immediately, loving the stories and adventures the different characters had. But mostly the way he could escape.

But Teddy wasn't escaping anywhere at the moment. Instead of pretending he was James and was floating through the sky, meeting the cloud people, he was quietly listening to the voices drifting up the stairs.

"Moony, you know this is stupid. It's been six years." Teddy recognized the voice, it was Uncle Padfoot. Sirius wasn't really his Uncle but Teddy called him that, along with Uncle Prongs.

"I'm not leaving here." Was his Fathers short reply. "I'm not leaving the country."

"Mate, everyone's worried about you. I'm worried about you."

"Sirius, how many times have we gone over this?"

"Too many times, I should have gotten you to France by now."

There was a slight pause. "Maybe you should take Teddy." Remus said it quietly but Teddy heard all the same. He immediately sat up straighter, listening intently. Had his Father really said that?

"He's not going to want to go," said Sirius.

"I know that, but it's for the best."

Teddy stared at his doorway. No. He wasn't going to leave his Father, not after so long, not here. He wouldn't let him.

"How's Harry?" Remus asked as if to change the subject.

"Harry is fine…"

Teddy, now losing interest in the conversation, jumped off the end of his bed and went over to the small chest of draws in the corner. He slid open the bottom draw and pulled out a small box. Teddy opened it up and pulled out a small crinkled photo. A smiling witch looked back at him. She had bubble gum pink hair and a heart shaped face. She was stood outside of the three broomsticks, wearing a bright red coat which should have clashed with her hair but somehow didn't. Teddy would often stare at the photo, as if the longer he stared at it, the more he would suddenly know about the young witch.

But it never worked. If anything, Teddy just found himself realizing how much he didn't know his Mother, and that hurt.

Teddy put the photo back in the box, closing it with a rather loud snap and then shut the draw. He sighed heavily and went back to his bed, lying on his front, his head buried in his pillow. His Father had said good night to him several hours ago but he just couldn't get to sleep.

He'd tried sitting up in bed, counting goblins, even lying on the floor. But had given up in the end and had started to read his book. That's when the voices had drifted up stairs.

Uncle Padfoot often came to visit. Mainly to see Remus and try to convince him to go underground with everyone else who was a part of the resistance.

But Remus wouldn't budge, not without Dora.

A conversation continued downstairs but Teddy still ignored it. After a while he heard Sirius leave and some slight noises from downstairs. After another ten minutes, Remus then came up the stairs.

Teddy sat up on his bed, waiting for his Father to walk past the open door. Remus paused in the doorway, leaning against the frame as he looked in at his son. "Teddy, you were supposed to be asleep hours ago."

"I know…but I can't get to sleep. I've tried counting goblins and everything!" Teddy raised his arms in the air as if to make a point.

Remus walked into the room and sat down on the edge of his bed. He pointed to the book on Teddy's bedside, "if I read you one more chapter will you try extra hard to get to sleep?" Teddy nodded vigorously. "Okay," Remus picked up the book whilst Teddy shuffled over on his bed so Remus could sit next to him.

Remus sat down on the bed, his back resting against the headboard whilst he put his arm around Teddy and pulled him closer. "Where were we?" He asked whilst flicking through the book.

"Chapter twenty eight," Teddy replied, "We just got to the cloud men…"

"Oh yes, I remember." Remus started to read.

One by one, the travelers came out again on to the top of the peach and gazed carefully around. The moon was still shining, as brightly as ever, and there were still plenty of huge shimmering cloud mountains on all sides. But there were no cloud-men in sight now…

Remus read quietly to his son. Teddy always loved it when his Dad read to him, he did all the voices and everything and he was much better than Teddy. Teddy could never get very far.

He listened intently as the cloud-men came back and made a rainbow in the sky in a frenzy of painting. "Is that how rainbows are made Dad?" Teddy asked whilst wrinkling his nose as if trying to imagine thousands of cloud-men painting a massive arch in the sky and then lowering it down to the horizon.

"Must be," said Remus a slight smile playing on his lips. "I've never really given it much thought."

Remus continued to read, and after a short while he looked down to see Teddy had fallen fast asleep. Remus placed the book on the bedside table and then slowly lifted Teddy of him, tucking him back into bed. He lent down and kissed his son on the forehead, ruffling his light brown hair up fondly. Teddy, being a metamorphagus normally went for bright turquoise hair but whenever he slept he always went back to his more natural features…just like Dora…

Remus silently left the room, leaving the door open.

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Nymphadora Tonks was in fact living and breathing at that same point. She had been a personal slave to the Malfoy's for four years now, and before that she'd been 'looked after` by her deranged aunt Bellatrix. Those had been the worst years of her life.

'looked after' was certainly an understatement and her aunt had often found it fun to randomly torture her whenever she felt like it. Or make her do the most horrendous things just for her fun. She had been a play toy, not a person.

But she had gotten away from Bellatrix. Narcissa Malfoy, her other aunt, had shown sympathy towards her. Not much, but some, and had taken her into her home. Life with the Malfoy's was hardly easy, despite it being a stark contrast to Bellatrix Lestrange. Well, she was in every way possible, their slave. They treated her like a house elf.

She was now lying on an old mattress that had kindly been donated to her, staring through a hole in the roof. The Malfoy's didn't agree with her sleeping under the same roof as them so she had to make do with a rather dilapidated shed that lay on the outskirts of the grounds to Malfoy mannor.

It was very run down and Tonks wouldn't have been surprised if the next time the wind blew the entire thing collapsed on top of her. There were several holes in the roof of the shed, all varying in sizes, but making it more inconvenient whenever it rained. She was staring through the one directly above her head, framing the moon; A tiny fingernail of white light. Tonks felt her eyes water as she stared up at the small planet, because whenever she saw the moon it made her think of him…

It had been six years. She'd been counting the days since she'd seen her husband, or heard a single word from him. And of course, whenever she thought of Remus she thought of her child. The small bundle of life with bright turquoise hair and hazel eyes; His father's eyes. And yet, Tonks didn't even know if he was alive.

When she'd been captured she'd been pregnant and had had the baby in captivity. Bellatrix had only spoken of killing him, especially with his Father being a Werewolf and his mother a blood traitor. What hope did he have?

Tonks had pleaded with her aunt, begged with her, but it had only seemed to add to her enjoyment at the time. And that was the first time Narcissa Malfoy had shown some compassion

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Tonks was sat up in a bed, cradling a small baby in her arms, staring down at the small bundle almost as if trying to commit every contour of her child's face to memory. She knew they would be coming soon. It would not be long until Bellatrix lost patience and stormed through that door. Her eyes filled up with tears and her grip tightened around her child. She would not let them have him. She would not let them lay a finger on him.

As this thought crossed her mind the door to the room she was in creaked open, almost eerily. Tonks braced herself in every way possible, knowing she would not give up without a fight. But was surprised to see Narcissa Malfoy sweep into the room, a green cloak wrapped around her.

She glanced at Tonks and then looked down at the baby in her arms. "Bellatrix will be here in five minutes." Narcissa said whilst walking over to the bed.

Tonks shook her head, her arms holding her baby even closer, "She can't, she'll kill him!" Tonks croaked.

Narcissa glanced at Tonks again, her eyes dark and then turned to the door. "Bellatrix will never let you keep it," she said, her back still turned.

"Please," Tonks begged. "You have a child Narcissa, you must understand."

At the mention of her child she turned around, facing Tonks once more. "How could I possibly help?" she questioned. "Your child is condemned," she looked out of the window, the sun was coming up and her normally dark blue eyes turned lighter.

Tonks didn't know what she could do, she didn't see any way out of this situation and so she stared blankly at the wall opposite her, silent tears rolling down her face.

It was Narcissa who broke the silence. "Where is the Father?" she asked.

Tonks looked up at her aunt, her eyes widening slightly, what did she mean by that? Would she take the child to Remus?

Narcissa glanced at the door again and then took a deep breath. "I will take the child. It has no chance of living here. I will give him to the father."

Tonks wasn't sure if she was being serious or not, or if what she had just heard was actually real. "I…How…how can I trust you?" Tonks whispered.

"Would you rather hand it over to Bellatrix?"

"No," said Tonks.

"Tell me where the father is."

"I can't just tell you where he is…I mean…" she couldn't just betray Remus's whereabouts to the wife of a death eater.

"You must have some way of contacting him."

Tonks paused, "Do you know where Kemberly is?" She asked.

"No, but I could find out."

"There's a hill in the park. Go up the hill and at nine fire green sparks into the sky, he should come."

Narcissa nodded. "I will go tonight, pass me the child." Tonks didn't move. "Bellatrix will be here any minute now."

"Why are you doing this?" Tonks asked. Why would she help her?

Narcissa paused, "Your mother once helped me out, and seeming she is not with us any more I see this as the debt being repaid." Tonks watched her aunt carefully, being an Auror she had training in knowing when someone was lying or not; and her Aunt seemed genuine enough. That was when they heard a door slam down the corridor. "Hand me the child."

Tonks bent down to kiss her child on the forehead and whisper an 'I love you' and then handed him over to her Aunt.

Teddy Lupin slept throughout the entire interaction.

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Tonks rolled onto her side, silent tears rolling down her cheeks, and she wondered if she would ever see her husband and child ever again. Or if Narcissa had ever been true to her word.

Well there it is - hope you enjoyed it :D

I know it was a very long papragraph but i felt i had to get the explanation with Tonks in

I hope this fic isn't too confusing for anyone - and if you don't understand things just review me and i'll try and clarify

Thank you for reading this random piece of fiction and please feel free to review - feedback really makes my day :D

Millipher Steerus xx