So sorry about not updating. My computer crashed and I wasn't able to transfer any of my files. By the time I got my new computer and got back from summer camp I totally forgot about this story until Phoenix73110 reminded me. I'm not sure where I want to take the story so let me know and I'll try to finish it.

Harry shook his head, it was all wrong. His parents were alive and had been for all these years. He felt like burying his head in his mother's shoulder and crying but he resisted and looked to Hermione instead. She always had the cool head.

Hermione could tell Harry was exhausted; he was leaning heavily on her and looking like a lost puppy. James was standing over them with a complete look of disbelief and Lily was starting to look angry.

"Let's go back to the cottage." Hermione suggested. "Remus is coming and I think he'll be able to help us explain everything." She was desperately grasping at straws to help move the situation along.

"Moony's alive?" James asked in awe. "What about Padfoot? And Peter is he okay?"

Harry tensed at Peter's name but remained silent.

Hermione pulled him up and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. She knew it would be a long trip back to the cottage especially with the way Harry was leaning on her so heavily.

"Can you do this?" She asked him quietly.

He nodded back and they started to lead the other two back to the cottage.

"Moony is alive and he's coming over for Harry's birthday. Sirius died two years ago by Bellatrix Lestrange. Peter also died a couple of months ago." Hermione explained as they walked.

Lily and James both gasped at the loss of their two friends.

"How did Peter die?" James asked.

Hermione looked back at the older version of Harry. "He was killed by Moony. Slicing curse to his chest; never had a chance." She answered back coldly. Harry's arm tightened around her.

Lily and James both gasped again and stopped in their tracks.

"How could he do that? Did Moony turn dark? Why is he coming to the cottage then?" James fired off.

It was Harry who answered this time. "Moony is not dark, never was and never will be. It was Peter who was dark. He joined the Death Eaters during school and even set up Sirius to make it look like he gave up the location to our house. He was sent to 13 years in Azakaban because of it. Never say Moony went dark!" The ending came out as a snarl, James and Lily looked very confused and sad.

"If Peter joined You-know-who then why did he bring us here? Why not kill us like I'm guessing everyone thinks we already are?" James questioned.

"I guess Peter still had some good left in him. He was probably too coward to kill two best friends, though he did try to kill both Sirius and Remus. Wonder if he would have brought them here too, if he had the chance?" Hermione mused.

"Probably not, he wouldn't want Remus or Sirius to tell them the real story. Moony always told me that Wormtail worshipped my dad. Guess he didn't want to give that up." Harry said while nodding in the direction of the following Potter's.

James stepped up to Harry to grab his arm, he was angry and not understanding anything. Harry whipped around to not get touched but lost his balance and went down with Hermione. The cottage was in view and moments later an older man rushed out to see what the commotion was.

"Harry! Harry, are you okay? I didn't know anyone else was coming today-" Remus trailed off as he ran closer to the group and laying his sharp eyes on James and Lily.

James stepped up closer to look at the approaching man, and then let out a whoop of glee and gathered Remus into a hug.

"Moony! You're alive! Peter told us you died so long ago! I can't believe it! Is it true about Padfoot? And is that really Harry?" James was practically shrieking.

Remus stood in shook looking at the two Potter's. He glanced down at Harry and Hermione and immediately took charge.

"Umm, James, help me with Harry. Hermione….Lily run to the house and get some wraps for Harry's knee and his potions. We'll be there in a minute." He ordered this all as he reached down to help Harry up.

Hermione grabbed Lily's hand and the two of them ran ahead.

"You alright, Harry?" Moony gently asked as he wrapped his arm around the younger boy's waist. Harry flinched as James took his other arm to support him. Harry nodded, while James looked ready to burst.

"James, just wait until we get back to the cottage. Harry needs to rest." Remus scolded before James could even start.

James nodded but couldn't help asking one question.

"What's wrong with your leg?" He directed to Harry.

Remus thought he wasn't going to answer but almost whispering Harry did.

"War injury."

"War? You've been in war? Aren't you a little young?" James asked surprised. Immediately Harry took it the wrong way and was about to lash back at the male Potter but was stopped by Remus squeezing his side.

"Why don't we wait 'til we get inside before determining age and the war."

'Always the reasonable Moony' both Potters thought.

Okay so there's something. Sorry its not much, I wish I had my old story. I'm just trying to go by memory. Let me know if anyone has any ideas and I'll try to work them in. Hopefully more coming soon.