Notes: This story does starts off where book five ended. No Horcrux's here.

Also, unlike all my previous other stories, I have actually finished this one, so you don't have to worry about me abandoning it : )

Hope you like it, as I look forward to reviews, even a simple review saying "i liked it"!

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Chapter Two – Remus, my werewolf

When Harry woke, he kept still for a few moments. Without opening his eyes, he tried to judge where he was. Soft blankets above and below him. Hogwarts or the Weasley's than. He reached out his hands, and realized the bed was big. Ok, not Hogwarts or the Weasleys…

He blinked his eyes open, realizing he was in that room again. The bright, busy, and messy room. And looking at the shadow looming over him, he realized he wasn't alone.

He sat still for a moment, trying to gauge who was in there with him based on the shape of the shadow. However, it was the smell of the cologne that gave the man's identity away. Harry leaned over to the table that held his glasses and pulled them over his nose. The man frowned at him but it soon gave away to a small tight smile.

"How are you feeling Harry?" he asked gently, sitting on the edge of the bed. Harry watched him carefully before realizing he looked odd doing so.

"Fine" Harry muttered, staring bright-eyed into the man's hazel eyes. Hazel. He didn't realize that he was fascinated with eyes, not until he saw these eyes, and the green ones downstairs.

"We're going to go see Remus, so get changed" said the man, putting a hand through Harry's hair. Harry had to force himself to keep still so that he wouldn't lean into the touch too much. The man gave Harry another odd look before grabbing some clothes from the drawers and closet and placing them on the bed.

"We'll be waiting downstairs, if you're sure you're ok?" the man asked again, waiting for Harry's nod before leaving the room, shutting the door silently behind him. Harry stood up and looked at the expensive looking clothes, when a 'Pop' echoed loudly in the room, startling Harry back onto the bed with his wand out. 'I didn't even realize I had my wand with me' Harry thought idly as a House elf held out a potion for him to drink.

"Right, potion" murmured Harry, taking it and downing it quickly. "Thanks", he said as he handed the House elf the empty vial. The House elf looked at him with curiosity, not use to being thanked, before it bowed and left the room with the same loud 'Pop' that brought it in.

Harry felt tired and wary, wondering how this happened. He surmised that he somehow ended up in an alternate universe where his parents did not die when he was a baby, had another baby, and somehow, Harry did the impossible again, and ended up in this polar universe.

And… That likely meant that the 'Harry of this universe' was in his cupbard in the Dursley's house, back in Harry's own universe. Hmm. 'Well, at least he doesn't seem like a prick…' thought Harry, trying to imagine how Hermione and Ron would react to this other version of him.

His parents were downstairs waiting. He had a family. They were alive. Was Sirius alive? Suddenly, Harry's wariness evaporated and he hurried downstairs energized. Sirius had to be alive!

He stood at the bottom of the stairs, a grin on his face as he looked at his parents. He knew he looked goofy, but Merlin, if Sirius was alive - he couldn't wait to see him!

He saw his parents exchange looks and then zero in on him. "Feeling alright, sweetie?" asked Lily, his mother. Harry's grin grew and he nodded. She studied him for a moment longer before frowning and leaning towards him. She ran her finger across his forehead over the cursed scar.

"Where'd you get this?" she demanded, straightening up as she pulled her hand away. Harry shrugged. She looked at him angrily for not responding but a hand on her arm from the man, Harry's dad, quieted her. There were his parents! He was elated. And he had a brother.

Harry's eyes searched around looking for the boy Nathan. He heard a noise in the kitchen, followed by Nathan exiting the room holding toast with his mouth while holding a cup and plate in his hands. He frowned at Harry which made his toast tip, nearly falling. Harry grinned, wondering with awe how he could have a brother. His grin just made his brother angrier. Nathan stomped past them and up the stairs. Harry thought that he should be upset about pissing off his brother, but, well, he was too pleased to know he actually had a brother. The reality that they were real, that he was here, hit Harry full force and he couldn't be any happier then he was at that moment. He felt like crying.

"Come on Harry", said his dad, motioning with his hands towards another room which Harry soon saw to be a living room with a fireplace. "We'll head over to see Remus before he leaves work; you know what he's like after a full day of clinic hours".

"Will Sirius be there?" Harry asked eagerly before he could stop his mouth. His father looked at him oddly once again but shook his head no.

"Annie and Patricia will be though" he said almost as an afterthought, his eyes narrowing as he watched Harry for a reaction.

"Um, ok." Harry knew his dad was looking for something else but he wasn't sure what. His dad led him to the fireplace looking more worried but he just kissed Harry on the top of his head before pushing Harry into the fire place. Harry was flabbergasted at being kissed like that and just stood there staring at his father.

"Lupin's hallow" said his Dad, smiling softly at him again. Harry only had a moment to contemplate this as the fire roared around him, twisting him through the Floo system. He spat out at the other end, landing on his knees.

"Harry!" said Remus, surprised. Remus came over and helped him to his feet as James and Lily followed Harry.

"Had a bit of a clumsy landing, Harry did," said Remus, smiling kindly at Harry while searching Harry's face. His gaze landed on Harry's forehead, the cursed scar, before searching Harry's eyes again. He then picked up conversation with James.

The room they were in looked like a hospital clinic; Remus was wearing what looked like hospital scrubs but in robe form. The room contained a few pictures on the desk and wall of a blond lady and child; sometimes with Remus, sometimes alone. It looked like Remus got married here and had a child. Harry smiled, pleased about how this universe turned out.

"Harry?" said Remus, giving Harry a surprised look once again. Harry tilted his head to the side in question, but Remus just smiled and asked him to sit down. Harry watched his parents leave the room.

"So I am going to give you a full physical, ok?" Remus asked, searching Harry's face for recognition.

"Ok." Harry searched Remus's face, watching him as he studied Harry thoughtfully. Harry noticed that while his parents seemed old, Remus looked much older then when Harry last saw him two months ago in his own universe. His hair was almost all grey and there were several more laugh and stress lines across his face.

Harry reached his hands out, touching Remus' face. Remus looked like he went through a lot of pain and suffering here. Harry felt a tug in his chest that made it hard to breath. Was this where the Scale balanced? Did Remus have a harder life because his parents lived?

"Are you ok?" asked Harry softly, looking into Remus's face while trying to brush away the stress lines with his fingers.

Remus gently took Harry's hands away from his face and lowered them to Harry's knees. He looked slightly unhinged by Harry's question. A few moments passed and it seemed like Remus was coming to a conclusion. He didn't bother answering Harry's question but started shooting off diagnostic spells that left Harry tingling, numb and twitching.

After about ten minutes, Remus pointed to a book on the side of the desk and said "Relivo nutriso palino". The book glowed and a quill lifted and made its way through the pages of the book writing at a very fast pace. After a few minutes, the book stopped glowing and the quill made its way back to the side of the book.

"Go wait with your parents in the waiting room, Harry", Remus said, keeping his eyes averted from Harry's.

Harry stood there staring at Remus, hoping he'd look back at him but Remus just turned towards his book and opened it, ignoring Harry's attempt at contact.

He left the room bothered with Remus' reaction and how Remus looked but was distracted as he saw his parents sitting patiently, waiting for him in the Waiting Room. There were a few other patients around including a girl with green bumpy skin and horns but Harry was focusing on his parents. They both watched him, worry clear on their faces.

Trying to distract them, he asked "Why's Nathan not here?"

Lily smiled at him. "He felt like spending some time alone at home reading that book of his again." Harry wanted to ask, 'what book' but he felt it would make his mom look at him oddly again.

Just as Harry sat beside his dad, Remus poked his head out making eye-contact with James.

"Now, we'll just be a bit" said James as they sat up. "Just wait here for us".

Harry watched his go into the office. Remus looked at Harry smiling before closing the door behind his parents. 'Likely embarrassed about ignoring me earlier,' thought Harry.

Harry tried waiting patiently. He twiddles his thumbs while trying not to stare at the other patients but quickly got bored. And worried. What if one of the scans told them where he was from? Maybe it wasn't an odd occurrence, people switching bodies from other universes. Somehow, Harry doubted that though.

Harry got up and made his way towards Remus' office. He sat on the ground right outside the door out of the receptionist's view. He hoped he could hear something but the door was utterly quiet. Harry focused on the office, wishing he could hear what was said on the inside when suddenly he felt a 'Snap' in front of him.

Harry looked around, but no one seemed to notice anything. The blue girl was now trying to propel herself on the candy machine, keeping most of the visitor's attention away from Harry. After a few nervous minutes, Harry decided no one noticed anything so he leaned his head towards the door and tried to listen in again.

"I don't know, lils. It's our Harry. All the scans confirm it, and besides, I would know if it wasn't" said James.

"But the scan. Our Harry would never have suffered this malnutrition. And the broken bones? And he's now skin and bones, overnight! We would have noticed something, James!" said Lily frantically.

Harry leaned a little closer, panic starting to grip him. "Look, I'm sure it's Harry. It's definitely not polyjuice or a glamour. I'm not sure how this happened but all we can do is treat it" said Remus, sounding tired.

"What about his memory lapse?" asked James quietly. Harry almost couldn't hear.

"We'll have to work with that as we go, make sure he trusts us to tell us anything he can remember"

"But he's a teen-age boy, he don't trust us" argued Lily.

'I do so trust my parents' thought Harry righteously. 'Or at least I would if I had them, I think. Or would if I didn't have them, but later did. Or something'. He got confused. Part of him wanted to go into the office and explain what he did know, but another part, a selfish part, wanted to keep things as they were. Once his parents knew the truth, they would know he was just someone who looked like their son, not actually being their son…

They started talking again, so Harry leaned once again before a loud voice jolted him. "Harry! You're not allowed to listen in on private conversations!"

Harry looked up at the angry woman and realized it was the lady in the pictures on Remus's desk, Patricia. Behind her was the little blond girl about four years old, peeking out at him shyly. Harry went to smile back before Patricia grabbed him from his collar and pulled him up to a standing position just as Remus's office door opened and the adults came out.

Remus waved away the attention of the receptionists who started to gather and looked at Harry and Patricia with a little trepidation. James frowned when he saw Harry still being held by Patricia's rough grip. He reached over to Harry and brought him into the office and into a seat, standing protectively behind him with a slight frown towards the blond woman.

Patricia just rolled her eyes and configured a chair out of a random book on Remus' desk, making both Remus and Lily cringe. Lily sat down in the remaining chair while Remus leaned against his desk.

"Patty?' Remus asked, skimming his eyes over her and the child.

"He was ease-dropping" she said coolly as though expecting a rebuttal.

"Harry, is that true?" demanded Lily, looking sternly at Harry. As much as he wanted to lie to keep her from become further enraged, he couldn't lie, not to them, not after being without them for so many years. A small part of his brain reminded him that he was lying about who he was, but he just pushed that away for the moment.

"Yes, I was listening", Harry said, looking guiltily at Lily. She blinked her eyes in surprise but then continued. "How could you? It was a private conversation, Harry. If we wanted you to listen in, we would have brought you in."

Harry was tempted to roll his eyes. He saw Remus look as though an idea struck him and he started checking the wards of the room. Patricia, or Patty, noticed and joined him in the spell casting.

"Mum, I was the topic of the conversation, I think that gives me permission to listen" he said, trying to be patient. Remus left the office and came back in shortly.

"Harry, you could have knocked" said James sternly from behind him. Harry's face reddened and he stayed quiet.

"However, I want to thank you for owning up to your mistake" said Patricia, looking at him assessingly. "It allowed us to realize the ward faded on the room. The receptionist is checking the rest of them but they seem intact" she said, looking up at Lily and James.

"Maybe we should check the outer wards too," said James, straightening up behind him. Remus pushed Annie towards Harry, who reached out to grab her.

"Remus, maybe we shouldn't…" started Patricia, looking at Harry holding Annie with a frown.

"Now Patty, they'll be fine" Remus said, leaving no room for argument. He walked out of the room with Lily and James following. Patricia looked at Harry warningly before closing the door behind her as she left.

Harry looked at the little girl wondering what his relationship was with her. She didn't look anything like Remus. Her hair was a lighter blond then her mothers, but she had freckles that Patricia didn't. She saw he was staring at her and giggled, leaning her small frame into Harry. She smelled like baby's powder and vanilla. Harry realized he liked it. He smiled down at her and shuffled her onto his lap. She looked at him expectantly.

"So, I guess that means I'm watching you…" Harry said, careful not to mention Baby-sitting. He remembered how much Dudley hated the word when they were younger. Harry always listened to the movies the babysitter watched on T.V. from his cupboard, wishing he was out there with the sitter rather then stuck alone for another night.

"Well, let me tell you a story then-" said Harry. He told her the story of the Three Little Pigs and Little Red Ridding Hood. She listened silently, leaning her head against his shoulder.

"I didn't know you knew Muggle stories" said Remus as he made his way through the door looking pleased. Harry blushed, not knowing how to explain that he learned them in Muggle school since he wasn't sure if this Universes' Harry went there.

From the look on Lily's face, he didn't go to Muggle school, but she appeared pleased-surprised rather then dumbfounded-surprised so Harry didn't bring it up. He did frown when Patricia leaned in and picked up little Annie.

"We have to head out, groceries" said Patricia, steadily ignoring Harry's existence. Harry wasn't sure if he preferred that to her previous anger but it seemed his parents and Remus preferred it as they all nodded in agreement before saying their goodbyes.

"I'll see you around 6" said Remus as the girls walked out.

"Bye Harry" said Annie shyly, ducking her head in Patricia's shoulder. The adults looked surprised that she spoke to him but no one explained anything to Harry and he was too afraid to ask any questions that he should already know the answer to so he remained silent after replying to the little girl.

Once the door closed, the adults took their seating arrangements.

"Ok cub, we've got some potions for you to take" said Remus, looking at him with a smile. He seemed to always be smiling. He pulled out some different coloured potions, all which looked disgusting, and explained when Harry should take them and what reactions to watch out for. Harry just nodded then watched as his parents shared looks with Remus.

Lily got up and moved in front of Harry, kneeling. Harry looked at her surprised. She had tears glistening in her eyes as she took his hands.

"Harry, can you tell us anything about what might have happened?" Harry continued to stare at her, noticing that she was very beautiful, and that her voice was addictive, when it wasn't yelling or berating him anyways.

She stared at him a bit longer as if willing him to confess something. She then shook her head, tightened her hold on Harry's hands and then let them go. She quickly walked out of the office.

Harry bit his lip, unsure of what to do. Tell them everything and loose this? Or keep it up, and have to handle his mom cry? What was worse? Harry wasn't sure so he closed his eyes, surprised to find them damp.

"Harry" said Remus. Harry just sat there. "Harry, please look at me" repeated Remus. So Harry did. He looked at Remus, who looked back at Harry startled as if seeing something for the first time.

"Your eyes really look like your mother's, you know," he said, before turning towards his book. "Your scans showed a lot of discrepancies, Harry. Malnutrition starting from when you were a little over a year old, broken bones improperly healed. Then all the recent injuries?" Remus looked at him waiting to see if he would respond. When Harry didn't, he continued. "And you have two cursed scars". Harry looked at him uncertainly. He knew of one, but another?

"What do you mean?" he asked warily.

"Your forehead and your arm" Remus said. Harry frowned down at his arm pulling the sleeve tighter around it. He felt his father's hands on his shoulders rubbing small circles with his thumbs. Harry found it reassuring and felt himself relax a bit.

"If you and Ron were playing with Potions or Dark Magic, it's ok to tell us," said Harry's dad from behind him. Harry stiffened. "You won't get in trouble; we just need to know so that we can fix it."

While Harry was relieved to hear that he and Ron were still friends in this world, he was very surprised that he or Ron would ever play with either of those. Figuring his alternate self would at least agree on that, he spoke up.

"I don't do Dark Magic, ever." He saw Remus nod in front of him, relieved and obviously believing what Harry was saying. "And I hate potions. Ron does too, so we wouldn't be playing or inventing new potions and testing them on ourselves," surely Professor Snape was still teaching at Hogwarts. That alone would scare anyone away from potions, especially Ron and Harry.

However, it seemed like the wrong answer. Remus was now looking at him with concern and his dad's thumbs had stopped circling. He felt his dad's hands leave his shoulders and he felt dismayed at the loss till his father appeared in front of him.

Harry started feeling very uncomfortable, seeing the grief that was now in his dad's eyes, in Remus's face. Their age seemed even more apparent to him now and he cursed himself for causing that.

"Look, I don't want to discuss it" said Harry stubbornly. Again, it seemed like Harry said the wrong thing because the statement caused his dad and Remus to think that he had something to hide.

"Harry, please!" his dad said, looking at him intently. Harry put his head in his hands, trying to ignore them. When you're not sure what to do, do nothing. Right? He did not want them to reject him. He could hear them talking to him, but he didn't want to listen. He shook his head, curling up into a ball on the chair. But they wouldn't stop talking to him, trying to get him to open up to them.

"I just woke up! Ok? I don't know why, but I woke up, and things were different! Now leave me alone!" said Harry, exploding. He jumped up to run out of the office but his dad grabbed him and pulled him against his chest.

"Alright, Harry, it's alright son" his dad whispered, keeping one strong arm around Harry to keep him from running away while the other rubbed gently on his back. Harry bit his lip hard, clutching the robes that James wore. How could he give this up?

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You Know Who: no, none of the pairs will be Cannons. Aside from Lily/James, there's not many romantic relationships, it's focusing more on Family relationships. Thanks very much for your review!

Fluffy-san: Thanks! The farther the story goes, the more you'll see it's different then other "Harry back in Universe with Parents alive" stories. Now that I have this one written out, I have to go back and continue my other ones ^.^ Wish me luck.