Do I really need to say this again? J K Rowling IS Harry Potter. If you recognise anything that seems remotely familiar from any movie, TV show, book or whatever else, it's probably because it is from them. If you want my 'full' warning, you can check out either 'Dormant Power' or 'Beginning of the End'.

So, I've written a prequel, on with the sequel! Remember, I only wrote this because several reviewers requested me to (gosh, am I nice or what, lol!). Again, only some names are mine (as is the storyline I guess), everything else is not!

C'mon, I had to have that, didn't I! You should have gotten the hint that something like that would happen…after all, I told you Remus was married in the first chapter!Oh, another thing; chapter 6. That's the one that has Remus' wedding day in it…just wondering which (or should that be 'witch', lol) version I should post; the one that finishes before nightfall, or the longer one…and I don't think anyone needs to use their imagination to know what I mean by that, lolol!

I put in the bit about him not experiencing his first transformation until he was ten, mainly because…er, well, I dunno really. I just kind of like that idea, that's all (shrug)

At least by ten, he would have some idea of what was happening to him. I know I'm wrong on that (after all, Remus was bitten when he was a young boy), but…that is just me. And don't worry, I do go into more depth about it in a later chapter (13 from memory).

I quite like this chapter. It features Harry and Remus chatting to each other…I just find it really easy to have them interact with each other. They are so very similar, yet different. Also, they'll be introduced back into Hogwarts properly.


Chapter 4 – Friendly Reunion

Harry and Remus had been back for three full days, with only Hermione and Tobius knowing they were. Hermione had called for a school meeting to be held the next day, and currently the two time travellers were sitting in their quarters, still trying to process everything that had happened to them.

"It's just our luck that we end up in the middle of a war…again!"

Remus sighed, for this had been nearly all Harry had been complaining about the entire day.

"Would you rather we had gone back thirty years?"

"Yeah, at least then we'd know exactly what was going on!"

"Yes, I'm sure you would have found it very easy to see your parents alive."

"Right! It would have…wait, what did you say?"

Remus just shook his head, "you heard me. If we travelled back instead of forward, we would have found ourselves in 1977. And in that case, we would have had to be very careful to not change anything," he answered.

Harry slumped back on the lounge.

"Look, I know this won't be easy, Harry…"

"It's not that, Remus. Well, not only that. It's just that I thought everything would be fine after Voldemort was gone. I just hoped that life would be…I don't know…"

"Perfect?" he supplied, and Harry nodded.

"Nothing ever works out like that, Harry. Everyone thought the same thing when Dumbledore defeated Grindelwald, then along came Voldemort. This is just another challenge that we need to face…"

"But that's just it!" Harry cut in. "We don't need to face it. Hermione said we can go back!"

"Are you having second thoughts about staying?"

"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't, you know that."

Silence greeted his comment before Harry spoke again. "But I still think that…"

"We're doing what is right, as opposed to what's easy. I know, Harry, you've said that before," Remus finished.

Harry sighed and slouched back again. "I hate having to be the one that everyone relies on."

"Would you rather everyone forgot you? To live your life in the shadow of someone else. Not being able to make any difference in anything."

Harry looked at his friend in curiosity, as he had a somewhat distant look in his eyes.

"Living in the shadow? What are you…you aren't talking about yourself are you?"

Remus closed his eyes, and Harry glared at him. "Remus, for Merlin's sake, you made all the difference in the ruddy world! You fought right beside me! Without your help, Voldemort never would have been defea…"

"You did it all by yourself, Harry," he interrupted.

"Don't give me that rubbish! We've talked about this before, if it wasn't for you, Sirius and me would be dead, Remus, dead! I wanted to jump in right after him!" Harry nearly shouted.

"You nearly were anyway," he sadly replied, referring to Harry's third year.

"Yeah, but your teaching me the Patronus saved us. Don't do this, Remus. Don't put yourself down like that! The fact that you were, remember that word, Remus, were, a werewolf was probably the key behind everything that happened."

"How so?" he softly enquired.

"Well, because of that, Dad, Sirius and Peter all became animagi. That led to Peter being able to frame Sirius, but it also allowed Sirius to escape from Azkaban."

"It also meant that Peter eluded us that night. I should have taken my…"

"But you didn't. And because you didn't, Peter owed me a life debt, which he paid. Don't you ever blame yourself for those things, Remus. Knowing you, you probably even blamed yourself for Sirius' death."

Harry chuckled when he said that, but noticed that Remus nodded his head.

"Oh for Merlin's sake, don't tell me you did blame yourself?"

"I should have tried harder to convince him to stay home," Remus admitted.

Harry snorted, "yeah, we all know how much he loved that idea. Tell me what you would have done in his place."

Remus made to reply, but found he didn't really have an answer.

Harry nodded, "I thought so. You told me that the only person to blame for his passing was Voldemort. You know that I'm more responsible for it than you were. If I'd listened to Hermione, or if I'd just practised Occlumency harder, or if I'd even opened his ruddy present, it might not have happened, but it did. I miss him too, Remus, don't forget that."

A single tear trickled down Remus' face as he knew that everything Harry had said was true.

"I wasn't even there for Tobius…"

"You would have been if we hadn't taken the potion. I should never have agreed with the idea of both of us taking it."

"But it was my fault for suggesting it."

"Hardly. We both screwed up, how does that sound?"

Remus sighed again and closed his eyes. "I'd have made a terrible father. I mean, look at me. I'm being consoled by my best friends' son."

Harry shook his head. "No, you're wrong. You're kind and forgiving, but know where to draw the line."

Harry then stood up, moving over and resting a hand on Remus' shoulder. "You're always there when I need someone to talk to, so were Ron and Hermione of course, but it's different with them. I'm sure you would have done the exact same thing with Tobius as you've done for me. You may not think it, but you've basically been my father for the past ten years, Remus. I think you've done a wonderful job."

He then headed off to his bedroom for the night, leaving Remus alone with his thoughts.


Harry and Remus were patiently waiting outside the doors to the Great Hall. Harry had a set of extendable ears (which he had found in his trunk), and both the wizards were currently listening in to their reintroduction by Hermione. She had let them know who was on the staff, so as to what kind of reception to expect.

"What odds on Ron interrupting her?"

"About the same as the odds that Tonks will be the one who shoots at us first I'd say, Harry."

"Point taken. You reckon anyone will figure it out?"

"Of course, my son will," Remus replied with a smile, while Harry rolled his eyes and shook his head slightly.

Tobius had been the only other person who knew the true story of their disappearance. They had both been amazed when Hermione told them that she had made sure not to tell anyone what had happened, not even informing people that she had been the last to see them. She couldn't believe that they had accidentally travelled thirty years through time, and she didn't want her mistake listed as the cause of their departure. But now that they were back, she had little choice but to face the music.

Harry and Remus adjusted their cloaks, making sure that no one would recognise them. They both then settled back to wait for the right moment to make their entrance.


Hermione stood up to address all those gathered in the hall. All the Professors and Aurors had demanded her to tell them why she had scheduled this meeting, but Hermione had merely smiled at them, saying that all would be revealed soon.

She cleared her throat to begin. "As most of you will know, thirty years ago, Remus Lupin and Harry Potter disappeared from the Wizarding world. Less than ten years later, the war we are currently in began. It was rumoured that Harry and Remus even led the attack; after all, we were up against centaurs, vampires, giants, trolls, werewolves, and, eventually, Dementors. I can tell you for a fact that those two are not to be blamed in any way for this."

"How could you possibly know that they aren't against us?" Tonks asked.

Hermione gave her a grim smile in return. "Because I was responsible for their disappearance, although I wasn't to know that back then."

"What happened?" Tobius innocently asked.

She glanced at him before continuing. "The story begins thirty-five years ago, when I got the insane idea about trying to reproduce the effects of a timeturner in a potion. My first attempts were not successful…"

"Then why are you telling us all this?" Ron asked with a puzzled look on his face.

She closed her eyes and sighed. "It will make sense when I've finished. Please, this isn't easy for me to explain."

Ron nodded, and apologised for interrupting.

"However, I eventually discovered what I had been doing wrong, and made a few adjustments. Harry and Remus were my unwilling test subjects..."

"Unwilling? Whoops, sorry Hermione," Tonks sheepishly replied.

She merely smiled back, "yes, unwilling. The potion was designed to take the person who drank it back half an hour in time. But I had made an error in my calculations, it hadn't worked as I intended."

Everyone waited for her to continue, but Hermione sat back down at this point.

"Well? What happened then?'!" Draco, now the Potions Professor, angrily asked.

At that moment, the doors to the Great Hall banged open and two figures entered. Both wore long black cloaks, with hoods covering their faces.

"Mr Potter and Mr Lupin were not sent back half an hour," one of the duo answered.

All the staff and the Aurors had their wands pointed at the two newcomers, and it was Kingsley who spoke. "Who are you, and why are you here?" he demanded.

One of the figures laughed, before speaking again. "Put that thing away Kingsley, we're here to help."

The Auror looked stunned at being called by name, but didn't lower his wand, nor did the others.

One of the cloaked figures then turned to the other. "You know, I expected to be blocking a few curses before now."

"That can be arranged," Tonks growled, before she and Kingsley shot stunning charms at them. Both figures easily dodged them, but didn't draw their wands in retaliation.

"Now, now, Nymphadora. You always were a bit impatient."

Tonks' eyes flashed in anger at being called that, and she quickly raised her wand again, but found it had been summoned into the hands of one of the intruders.

"Perhaps you didn't catch what my friend said earlier. We're here to help you."

"So far, you're not doing a very good job of proving that," Draco coolly replied, his wand trained directly on the heart of the man who had spoken.

The other male snorted. "Yeah, we gathered that. How about this then; we know exactly what happened to Mr Lupin and Mr Potter."

Gasps echoed around the hall as he said this, before several people asked the obvious question of how they knew.

"Simple, they stuffed up. Instead of the potion taking them back thirty minutes, it took them forward thirty years."

Both figures then lowered their hoods, and the amused faces of Harry and Remus met the astonished looks of everyone else.

Harry then spoke, "but we're glad to be back."