Through The Fire

By: RavenHeart101

Disclaimer: Ah… I do not own Harry Potter, nor do I own Twilight (nor would I want to… -dies at the thought of making up such a Mary Sue plot). I do, however, own this plot.

Summary: The first war has ended and Poppy Pomfrey and young Remus Lupin have taken in young Harry Potter. They needed a way to get out to the Wizarding World before the Ministry and Dumbledore found out about them taking the child. So what do they do? They run. Remus runs straight into the small town of Forks. The same town that young Isabella Swan has just moved into, and, in someway, he manages to create his own little screwed up family. But will this family still stay intact when Remus hears about the vampires in Forks? Oh, poor Remus cannot escape trouble can he?

Warnings: Slash, au (very au), swearing, the timelines are changed so much!

A: N- The Marauders are in present time, not past… because it would be weird to try and write Twilight in the past. And, no, I am not a Twilight fan, nor am I a Bella fan, but I am going to try writing her as good so bear with me. Lily and James had Harry when they were 15 and died when they were 16. Remus has had Harry ever since he was 17 and Harry has a month before he turns two. In this story, Remus is 17.

A: N- Uh… so weirdly, people actually want me to pair Remus up with Emmett, and it is going to be HARD! But I will try… to tell you the truth… I am kinda happy it is not Edward. I have no idea who I would pair Bella with if it was … Isn't little Harry so ADORABLE?!


Chapter 1


They left Australia a month later, after Poppy had ensured the fact that they would, indeed, be staying in muggle Washington for as long as they could. Forks was almost exactly like Britain. Rain, rain and more rain at every turn. Harry seemed to enjoy it, letting out a little happy yelp and clapping when he heard the thunder. Poppy found herself thinking back to the war and that she did not want to do. She glanced sideways at Remus and knew he was thinking the same. Harry was held tightly in the seventeen year old's lap and the taxi driver kept shooting them curious looks. After all, Forks was a small town and new people rarely showed up.
Looking out the window Remus could have sworn he heard familiar laughter and saw familiar forms of his friends running around, chasing after a transformed Peter. And then he could have sworn he saw the full moon nights that they would spend together, and then he saw Sirius spinning him around in circles from the back. Then he saw Godric's Hollow and the wreckage from the Halloween night a year or so ago. The werewolf shut his eyes painfully, shutting out all the memories. Poppy's hand brushed across his forehead, moving a piece of blonde hair out of his face. He raised his auburn eyes to her blue ones and smiled shakily at her.

All of this went unnoticed to the small child in Remus' lap. He just sat there, giggled and clapped, his green eyes sparkling with pure happiness. Remus smiled down at him gently before looking back out the wet car window and swallowed. He wanted this, right?

The taxi pulled up to their new house and Poppy took Harry from Remus as he paid the driver with a small smile. "I'm Roger." The driver said to the young man before him. "I'm the designated driver here in Forks for anyone who needs a ride. Just give me a call if you need one." Roger handed the teen a business card before taking only half of the boy's money. "Think of it as a welcome to Forks discount." He winked at Remus before pulling away. Remus stared after the car before shaking his hair out of his eyes and entering his new house. Poppy had made a play-area for Harry and was beginning to take some personal affects out of one of the few boxes.

"Dada Moo-moon!" Harry shrieked when he saw him, holding his arms out to be picked up. Remus complied with the small child, holding him in his arms as he took in the sight of the house.

"How do you like it?" Poppy spoke quietly from beside Remus, she smiled at him and the child. "I think that designer we hired did a marvelous job!"

"Mm." Remus said his eyes clouded over in remembrance. He placed Harry down in the play-area and went over to an un-opened box. He gently pried open the edges before gazing at the picture at the top. He sighed before taking it out of the box and placing it on top of the mantle of the fireplace. Poppy watched him with nervous eyes. He stood back and glanced at her, smiling. "Now it's perfect." He whispered before closing the box and carrying it upstairs to find his room.

Poppy smiled after the werewolf as she picked Harry up into her arms. She walked over to the picture and showed it to Harry. "See those people, Harry?" The little boy nodded slowly. Poppy pointed to a redheaded teenage woman. "That's you mother, Lily." The little boy smiled.

"Momma!" He squealed, his green eyes sparkling. Poppy's heart wrenched at the thought that the poor child would never actually get to meet her. His little finger then went to the young man standing behind her, his arms around her waist. "Dada!" His finger than went to a tall black haired young man, standing beside his father. "Pafoo!" Then his finger trailed over to a young man that was slightly chubbier than the others were. "Wowmtwail!" And then it went to a much happier Remus Lupin, who was holding onto a much smaller Harry. "Dada Moo-moon!" He burst into happy laughter as Poppy chocked on her tears and nodded to the little child.

"Yes, darling." She smiled at him sadly, as he gripped her hair.

"No be sad, Powy." He ordered her in a childish way.

"I'm not sad, Harry…" Her hands began to tickle the small child, his squeals of laughter filling up the house.

Meanwhile, Remus was upstairs in the room that he had guessed was his. The room next door to his was obviously Harry's. He could tell from the way the bed was a toddler bed and the room, itself, had a jungle theme. Harry would love it. Poppy's room was across the hall from him, and her room was decorated in a more female and adult manner. The bed was a nice white and green as were the walls. Her run was a light green and all the other accessories in her room made out of wood that had been painted white. Remus' room was painted with color splashes. The overall color of the walls were black, but the there were big red dots that looked like the paint had literally been splashed onto the walls. There was a single bed in the middle of the room, the sheets black, white and red. The curtains on the window to the right side of Remus' bed were a deep red that matched the covers and walls. The accessories in his room were just a regular wooden brown. He sighed, he really did love the room, but it seemed like it was too much. He could not help thinking that he did not deserve any of this. He placed the box down by his feet and sighed, sitting in a desk chair to the left of his bed. There was room for a computer to rest there or something. "Wow." He heard a quiet voice from behind him. He turned around, his heart beating fast.

Poppy stood in the doorway, Harry gripping tightly to her hand as he wobbled into Remus' room. "This designer sure outdid herself…" Poppy trialed off, amazed.

"You should see Harry's room." Remus said slowly with a small smile in her direction.

Poppy laughed. "I'm sure the little one got spoiled."

"He's already spoiled." Remus pointed out, placing a few books on the desk and then a picture album. He stared at it for a few seconds before shoving it into the bottom draw of the desk.

"That he is." Poppy said lightly, brushing a piece of curly blonde hair out of her eyes. Her hair was a bit lighter blonde than Remus', his being a more tawny than blonde. He looked tired, she noted once she got a better look at him. Remus never showed that he was tired in the ways that normal people did, he always hid it, and Poppy gave his parents and their abandonment of him the moment he was bitten as the reason for that. She could only tell he was tired after seven years of working with him in the Hospital Wing. She actually had no idea when he was tired until she got up the nerve to ask James Potter and Sirius Black how they knew he was. The boys explained that when Remus was tired he would constantly try to find something to busy himself (back then it used to be schoolwork or just plain reading, now, however, it was usually Harry or cleaning). He also tended to overwork himself. Finally, Poppy sighed and pulled her gaze away from the teenage werewolf. "I think we need to go shopping."

"For?" Remus asked quietly as Harry looked through one of the photo albums Remus had left out.

"Clothes, food, things like that."

Remus nodded slowly, smiling at Harry. "I guess."

"We can go tomorrow." She said. "Time for bed Harry." The little boy looked at her with wide, green eyes.

"No! No bedy bye!" The little boy protested, clambering up onto Remus' lap.

Poppy sighed, staring at the little boy. "Yes Harry."

"It's fine." Remus muttered, running a hand through Harry's dark hair. "I'll put him to bed."

"Remus…"

"I'll read him a story and he'll be asleep in no time, right cub?" Harry giggled up at him before nodding eagerly. He loved it when Remus read to him.


True to his word, Remus put Harry to bed after reading a story to him. Poppy was already asleep, leaving Remus with little to nothing to do. He sighed and dropped onto his bed, staring at the only picture that littered his walls. Those were simpler times, he had to admit. While he still had troubles, it was so much simpler back when he was at Hogwarts. He did not have to worry about much more, other than the next full moon and schoolwork. Fifth year… it was the turning point for the Wizarding World. Sirius betrayed him, and broke his heart, telling Severus Snape about his "furry little problem." Lily got pregnant and she only trusted Remus and Alice Gonbart with the truth as to whom the father of the child was. James found out once Lily just could not take it anymore and blurted it out to him.

Surprisingly, James took to the responsibilities as a father fast. Once Lily had Harry, he devoted his life to the child. He did not have much time to deal with the Marauders or much else, what with juggling school and fatherhood. Sirius began to get jealous, and restless, and he looked for entertainment from Remus. When Remus did not give it he began to lash out. Finally, Sirius did the prank that nearly ruined their relationship. Remus did not remember much from that day, but he remembered what it was like afterward, when he was in the Hospital Wing and James told him. When Lily stroked his hair as he just sat in bed, sorting through his thoughts. Poppy was nearby, holding his hand in her own and James looked as if he wanted to hug him but could not because he was holding Harry. It took a long time for Remus to forgive Sirius but he did once he heard a sincere apology from Sirius over the summer of his sixth year. Remus was not planning to go back to Hogwarts that year; there had been too much heartbreak. But he did and Sirius and him got together in a romantic sense.

In the middle of sixth year, James and Lily were removed from school, Harry going with them. Sirius, Remus, Peter and Alice were the only ones that knew the truth, the real reason why they left. Against Dumbledore's orders, James and Lily made Sirius their secret keeper. Remus was happy with Sirius, happier than he had ever been, and his heart still ached painfully whenever he thought of the man that he had fallen in love with. The same man who had betrayed his best friend on October 31 of Remus' sixth year. Sirius and Remus had gone over to Lily and James' house to spend Halloween with them and Harry. Harry had always liked Remus, from day one, he had opened his eyes the moment Remus held him and his first smile was at Remus and his first "word" was Moo-moon.

Sirius had left abruptly and not returned, leaving Remus to have to go back to school by himself. He heard the next day about Lily and James. Godric's Hollow was a mess when he went to see for himself with Poppy. Sirius was not at school the next day, nor was he for the rest of the year. Finally, Remus got up the nerve to ask Dumbledore where Sirius was, only to hear from the old man that Sirius was in Azkaban for Lily and James' murder. Then he asked where Harry was, and the old man actually told him. Not in so many words as to give Remus to address, more like with Lily's sister. But Remus had gone to Petunia's wedding with Lily and he had kept the invitation Lily had gave him. The address was there and during the summer of his seventh year Remus went to find Harry.

What he saw was not what he expected and he immediately took Harry with no resistance from Petunia or her husband, Vernon. He did not know whom else to go to other than Poppy and, oddly enough, she jumped into the bag wagon with Remus into a kidnapping charge. They had left Britain before anyone even knew they were gone. Now here they were, Remus taking up the position of father for Harry easily, as if it was a second nature. Poppy soon became the "mother-figure" to both of them, not that she was not already to Remus. Before he knew it, he was permanently staying in Forks, Washington of all places. A place the reminded him a little too much of the only place that he could call home (at the moment that is…).

Remus sighed heavily as he fell back onto his bed, staring up at the ceiling. It was times like these that he wished that he had an enchanted ceiling like Hogwarts. His throat constricted painfully when he remembered his time there. When he remembered the laughter and smiles and how they soon began to feel almost too fake now days. Life was too hard, but he kept hanging on. For Harry, he told himself every time he was actually considering ending it. The times he was staring at the knife and had actually drawn a thin red line he found himself thinking that it was not just for Harry, something was making him stay. Something that was making him do what he did not want to. Then he would collapse into a fit of sobs at the thought that he was too cowardly to end all of the pain and suffering he had to go through.

Remus turned on his stomach, burying his face in the blood red pillow, tears leaking out of his eyes. He hated how weak he was; he hated how he usually cried when he thought of the past. Poor Remus Lupin did not get any sleep that night.


Remus forced himself out of bed when he heard Harry start to fuss in his bedroom. He pushed open his door and shuffled out of his bedroom, dully noting how he had not even changed the night before. It was not as if he had anything better to do, other than reading up on the muggle customs that he should have remembered after all the years he grew up with just his mother who was a muggle. Harry smiled up at him when Remus opened his bedroom door and turned on the light. "Dada Moo-moon!" He exclaimed.

"Good morning, Harry." He said softly, smiling at the one and a half year old who was holding up his arms impatiently to be picked up. Remus' heart still ached when he heard Harry call him "dada." That title should have been placed on James and only James. "How about we change those clothes of yours, eh cub?" He asked lightly once he did pick him up and placed him on top of his dresser, opening up the draws and sorting through to small bit of clothes Harry had that actually fit the child. Poppy was right, they did need to go shopping. Desperately.

Remus settled with a bright red t-shirt and a pair of jean shorts for the small child before he wrestled with Harry to put them on. He combed the child's hair, noting that it was already a lost cause at such a small age. He picked him up once more before placing him on the floor, the socks on Harry's small feet causing there to be little to no noise. "Why don't you go wake up Aunt Poppy, hmm?" He knew Poppy always left her bedroom door open and Remus really needed to change out of his clothes. Harry smiled at him before doing just that. Remus grabbed a random outfit from his draws and was in the bathroom when he heard Harry's childish laughter floating through the house as Poppy tickled him. He did not bother to pay attention to their conversation, just letting the warm water wash over his body.

It did not really bother him that he had not slept the night before. He had not been sleeping for the past few weeks, tired of nightmares. Or what he called nightmares. No one would really classify dreams where he was happy and with his friends and Harry and there was no war as nightmares. Remus did, though… they made his heart break at even the thought.

By the time, he was done with his shower, dressed and his hair brushed Harry was already done with breakfast. Poppy pushed a bowl of cereal to him as she ate her own, Harry fumbling with his teddy bear on the floor. Remus numbly noted that James had given him the teddy bear when he was born.

Once they finished eating, it was off to shopping. They packed Harry up, Poppy carrying a baby bag and Remus called Roger the taxi driver up for a ride to Port Angles. Of course, he just said shopping center when Roger asked where they were going until Roger told him the actual name of said shopping center. They were using Poppy's money for shopping, since she was the only one with money. Remus had some, but not a lot. Harry had a whole vault of money at Gringotts, and they had taken most of the money when they left Britain, but they were not going to dabble into that unless they had to.

The first thing Poppy and Remus bought was food. Lots and lots of food. They had little to nothing, since they moved from Australia. Then they bought other necessities for the house, like cutlery and plates. They then moved onto electronics (saving clothes for last), Poppy picked out a nice HD television and a Blue Ray DVD player. She bought a computer for Harry and her and Remus a nice laptop to go in his room along with an ipod and speakers. Remus wondered slightly how she had gotten all of this money but shook the thought out of his head a moment later.

He should have known better than to let Poppy bring him clothes shopping. They each (including Harry) left Port Angles with around ten bags (each), including shoes. Roger was kind enough to pick them up and weirdly, everything fit in the taxi, Remus suspected Poppy had done some magic to shrink the electronics to pocket size but kept his mouth shut.


Once they were home, it was almost dinnertime and Poppy did not really feel like staying in. They walked this time, to a small diner a few streets down from them. The diner was not that full and the waitress gushed at Harry. "You're new to town aren't you?" She asked politely as she showed them to their seats. She pulled up a wooden high chair for Harry and Remus thanked her softly.

"Yes." Poppy nodded smiling at the waitress.

"My, you do have one of the best accents I have ever heard." She stated with a small laugh. "Where exactly are you from?"

"Britain." Poppy said with a sideways glance at Remus who was strapping Harry into the high chair. "My nephew lived in France for a while, though."

The waitress gushed. "Oh he didn't?" She turned her gaze onto Remus, as if studying him.

"Until I was eleven." He said evenly sitting back once Harry was strapped in.

She clicked her tongue in delight before looking back down at the notepad she was cradling in her hand. "Well, you aren't the only new comer to Forks. The chief of police's daughter just moved here."

"Did she?" Poppy asked curiously.

"Yep." The waitress nodded, her brown hair bouncing on top of her head. "Her name's Isabella, Bella for short. You'll meet her at school." Remus looked up at her and then at Poppy with wide auburn eyes.

"Yes he will." Poppy secretly hid a smile behind her menu. "I'll have some chicken fingers, please." The waitress, who she saw was Meaghan from her name tag, nodded at her politely before looking to Remus for his order.

"Chicken salad." He looked at Harry. "Do you happen to have any macaroni and cheese for him?"

She nodded. "Sure thing." She took their menus and left them waiting at the table. Harry played with one of his toy dinosaurs on the "tray" outstretched before him.

"Why'd you tell her that I'm going to school?" Remus demanded of Poppy keeping his eyes on Harry.

Poppy sighed and folded her hands over the table. "You are." She fixed him with her stern doctor look. Remus sighed, knowing that he would not win the argument even if he tried.

"But Harry-"

"There's a nursery at the hospital. I'm their newest doctor." Remus did not even nod in response, too busy thinking about school and how much he was dreading it.

"Mm…" He said quietly staring at the child before him.


When they got home, Harry went straight to bed. Remus dressed him in some new pajamas before settling him down in his toddler bed and shutting off the light. He helped Poppy put away most of the things they bought, promising that he'd help her set up the television and radio in the morning before she sent him up the bed. Remus did not sleep though. He finally had something to occupy himself with. He set out putting everything where he wanted it in his room. He fooled around with his ipod and managed to put music on it from the CD's that he had bought earlier that day. He put away his clothes and set up his ipod speakers. He contemplated listening to the music softly but shook himself out of it and settled for picking out his clothes for the next day. By the time he finished it was morning and Harry was up.

He changed into the outfit he picked for the day and went into Harry's room to greet the child with a smile. He could get used to this not sleeping thing.


A: N- See? It is longer than the prologue! I spent precious time writing this when I could (and should) have been doing schoolwork. I only have 10 days until school starts again. Eh… thanks to everyone who reviewed (and voted) and I look forward to read your reviews for this chapter. Remus is self-destructive… Oh and in case people didn't read the first authors note Remus is going to be paired with Emmett by default. There was a tie between Emmett and Edward but since Bella's going to be -gag- nice in this story I might as well pair her with Edward. Cannon pairings aren't my thing but whatever. it would have been weird to right Remus with Edward anyway (no offense to the people that wanted them together). I was actually hoping that there would have been more people that voted for Jasper but, sadly, only three people did... oh well. Emmett's a good character. I play around with his personality too, since it wasn't really explained much in the first two books (the only ones I've read...). Now I'm rambling... read and review!