"Hello." Remus was surprised to see the girl still awake and with company. Then his eyes took in Harry and his face lit up with an enormous smile. "James! How the bloody hell did you get here?" He charged forward to clap his friend on the back. But when he got closer, the fire illuminated Harry's features better, particularly his eyes. He skidded to a hard stop. "Whoa. You're not James." He stared at Harry. He noticed the lightening shaped scar half hidden by his hair. "Are you-? I mean-." They both looked to Hermione.

"Right then, I'm Hermione Granger." She stuck out her hand and Remus shook it looking a little uncertain, eyes darting back to Harry. "And this is Ron Weasley and Harry…Potter." He shook each of their hands, doing a double-take when she said Potter. "Do you know what year it is? How long are you going to be here?"

"Um…Professor McGonagall told me and she's trying to fix-" He looked at Harry and Ron. "I'm only supposed to tell you and your 'five closest friends'."

"Well that definitely includes these two. The others are Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, and Ginny Weasley, Ron's sister."

"Oh, alright. Well, she's trying to fix my time turner but doesn't know how long it will take. I'm supposed to keep it all a secret." He huffed out a breath, just what he needed in his life, more secrets. "So, are you all seventh years?"

"Well, um…yeah."

"Technically," Ron pitched in trying to help.

"Ron! He can't know about, you know, everything." Hermione scolded the red head. "Sorry, Pro-"

"Remus!" Harry interjected loudly, cutting Hermione off before she could call him Professor Lupin. She looked horrified by what she almost said. Remus watched the exchange curiously, not sure what to make of all the secrecy. He guessed this lot was used to keeping secrets too.

Harry offered him a very familiar apologetic smile. Right down to the messy hair, he was James. Except those eyes, but they were so familiar, he just couldn't place them. Where had he seen such bright green-Lily! My god! James is going to marry Lily Evans!

Harry noticed the careful scrutiny of his features and then the comprehension widen Remus' eyes. "Figured it out already, huh?"

"You're James' son?" Harry looked at Hermione for a second then nodded. "And is Lily your mother?" Another nod, although he couldn't offer up any information about what was important. "How are they? Do you have brothers or sisters? Am I your Uncle Remus?" He laughed at how absurd it sounded. Harry smiled uncomfortably as did the other two. They all looked a bit sad. "What? Why are you all looking like that?"

"We can't say, Remus. I'm sorry." Harry nearly choked on the words. He wanted desperately to tell him to save his parents lives, but he knew he couldn't; it could destroy everything they knew. It could even throw Voldemort back into power and that was something Harry would never risk, not even for his own happiness, or the lives of his parents, it would be like slapping them in the face for their sacrifice. "I'm really sorry."

"Harry." Hermione's eyes were swimming with unshed tears. Ron patted his mate on the back.

"Look, we're heading up to the dorm. Are you ready?" Ron tried to change the subject before Remus got too curious.

"Yeah, sure." Remus had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach but knew he shouldn't question any further. He wasn't supposed to know anything. He didn't want to be responsible for destroying the future.

"Goodnight Hermione," the boys said in chorus.

Remus followed Ron up to the boys' dorms. Hermione gave Harry a tight hug before he too filed up behind them and she headed up the opposite set to the girls side. He felt a slight pang of disappointment that there was something between the two. Well, it's not like he was staying. Besides, he may even be married. How bizarre was that? Probably not married anyway. Who would want to marry a werewolf? Besides, he didn't see himself ever having the courage to tell a girl what he was and he could never continue a serious relationship without being honest about that. Besides, how long could one fool his wife?

Entering the dorm he realized that McGonagall wasn't kidding, there were obvious changes. There were ten beds and all appeared claimed save one, his. There were an awful lot of Gryffindor seventh years. He wondered if every house had so many students now. Perhaps one of the out-of-country schools had closed for some reason. That's odd though. Maybe he would find out tomorrow.

"Here." Ron had tossed some pajamas on the empty bed. "They might be a bit short but it's the best I can do. Maybe Marcus will let you borrow some stuff in the morning. You did sa-"

"Ron!" Harry warned, stopping Ron before saying that Professor Lupin had saved Marcus' life the night of the Great Battle.

"Right, sorry. I'm not good at this," Ron complained, dressing and pulling the curtains to his bed.

Harry smiled at Remus shaking his head. "He's really not." He chuckled, climbing in bed, already dressed. Remus followed suit, feeling a bit awkward. "Night."

"Night."

A/N:Thanks to everyone for the read, please review, you have no idea how excited it makes me.