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- Remus is with Emmett, Bella with Edward, 'nuf said. Rosalie's a mystery as who I'll put her with (I don't even know…) as is Poppy… I'll probably have polls up for them soon. Does anyone even read these?


Chapter 3


"-Lovely design!" Poppy was exclaiming as Remus walked out of the living room. There was a woman in the doorway, curly brown hair falling gently onto her shoulders. She had a rich air about her, and he couldn't help but stiffen. Training from the war taught him enough to know never to fully trust people of wealth. But, then again, he had trusted Sirius, and look where that landed him. He shook his head and shifted Harry to his other arm, holding the child closer to his body. The woman's golden eyes lit up at the sight of Harry and her bright red lips widened into a smile.

"Oh my! Isn't he just adorable!" She cooed at the sight of him, reaching out her pale hand to place on his already messed up hair. "And you must be Poppy's nephew! You really look nothing a like." She said with a small smile in Poppy's direction. Remus noted how her hand was a little too pale for someone living and clutched Harry even closer to his chest. The little boy didn't seem to mind, he must have sensed that something was off with the woman too by the way he was trying to fit his head into Remus' neck.

Poppy looked at Remus nervously, noting how his eyes never seemed to leave the woman. She knew what he was doing, measuring her up and deciding whether or not to trust her enough to let down his guard. "This is the designer, darling. Esme Cullen." Remus nodded in what seemed to be a calm gesture, but Poppy noted how his eyes had a fire in them that only came with experience.

Esme's smile almost wavered from her lips when Remus didn't offer his name to her. Poppy swallowed, her eyes clouding over in apprehension. "This is my nephew, Remus."

"Hello Remus." Esme said with a kind smile. She nervously ringed her hands, her metal bracelets clattering on each other.

"Hello." Poppy had to hand it to Remus, he did know how to act. He offered Esme a calm smile and ran his hand down Harry's back. The child blinked up at him with wide green eyes.

"Does he have the brightest eyes!" Esme exclaimed, squealing only like a mother could. Her eyes glinted with want, Remus noted silently.

Harry hid his head in Remus' shoulder, playing with the necklace that hung around Remus' neck. "And this is Harry." Poppy said, smiling at the child as she poked him in the side. He squealed, reaching out for her. She took him from Remus, muttering to the child about how he wanted some nice dinner as she brought him into the kitchen. That left Remus with the designer, Esme, that he didn't quite like.

"Do you like your room?" Esme asked lightly, glancing into the rooms when he led her into the kitchen.

"Yes, thank you." Remus cursed himself for his politeness.

Her eyes brightened. "Oh it was no problem, dear!" Again with the terms of endearment, Remus was beginning to think that all of the women in the world had held a meeting in some inconspicuous place and thought up the idea to annoy the hell out of him by using terms of endearment instead of his name. "I actually had the time of my life! I have five children of my own..." That was all he got before he tuned her out, working on manual. He went to the refrigerator and took out some milk for Harry before placing it in front of him. Poppy seemed to entertain the designer enough for both of them, as they rambled on and on about "how wonderful the curtains look!" and "your children go to the high school here, yes?" and "they both really do have the most remarkable eyes!"

The designer left a few minutes after that, claiming that she had already eaten dinner and that her family was expecting her home soon. Poppy led her to the door, noting how Remus barely spared the woman a glance when she said goodbye, too engrossed in, what seemed to be, Harry. She sighed before dropping into the seat beside him. "Your acting skills are failing." She said in a deadpan. Remus smirked at her, glancing up with his auburn eyes.

"I thought I did wonderful." He muttered, his face splitting into a small smile as Harry squealed something about a rubber duck.

"That's not the point, Remus and you know that." Her voice was beginning to harden around the edges and she tried her hardest not to glare at the teenager as he watched Harry pick up a piece of hot dog and stuff it in his mouth.

He hummed. "True." He stood up from his chair, wiping his hands on his jeans before he mused Harry's hair gently. The child blinked up at him with his big, bright eyes, sticking his finger in his mouth before going back to his food.

Poppy stared after him with wide, blue eyes. "Where are you going?" He turned around fixing her with an annoyed look.

"Away." He turned back.

"Remus." Her voice held a motherly warning.

He turned back, his auburn eyes hardening. "What?"

"What in the world is the matter with you?" She demanded, her own eyes flashing in anger and concern. "Have you been sl-?" He spun on his heel and stomped out of the room, Harry staring after him with tear filled eyes. Poppy sighed and smiled gently at him. "It's alright, cutey." Harry blinked at her, before offering her a piece of his hot dog. Poppy accepted the food, thinking to herself that Remus was back to not sleeping and trying to figure out how she'd fix it. Remus was difficult, and the only people that could actually get him to fall asleep were either dead or in jail. She glanced at the entryway that he had just stomped out of. What good was a doctor that couldn't even heal the most important thing in their lives?


Remus was on a short leash for the next few days, and Poppy caught him starting to fall asleep sometimes. However, he'd wake himself up fast, pre-occupying himself with Harry. The day that school started he had already been changed into his clothes for the day. He didn't have much of an appetite, therefore he just grabbed a yogurt and fed Harry some mush that claimed to be oranges. "The bus'll be here, soon." Poppy pointed out as she came into the kitchen. She was dressed in a crisp white shirt and black skirt with stockings. Her hair was in a stiff bun and she wore little to no makeup. She yawned as Remus kissed Harry goodbye and muttered a stiff one to her. Thinking about it, Poppy noticed how Remus was really only on a short leash with her.

He left the house with his ipod headphones stuffed in his ears, the calming sound of One Republic filling his mind. He was the only person at his bus stop, and that was fine by him. When the bus pulled up he flashed the bus driver his bus pass (which he thought were completely unnecessary), keeping his head down. There were only a few people on the bus and he found himself a seat right up front, away from all of the people that he didn't know. He was sure he was one of the oldest people on there. There was a tall girl with long blonde hair and her nails painted a light pink. She struck him as one of the self-centered girls that had followed Sirius around when he was in Hogwarts. He never really like those girls.

There was a boy with a "skater" cut, which was common among the teens in the United States. It stuck him how un-original they were. He was used to eccentric and abnormal teens, and they seemed to be the total opposite. He was with, what looked like, his little brother. The looked a like, but the little brother was definitely new to the school. Remus almost panicked that the only people that he'd be able to connect with would be the ninth graders (whom he learned were "Freshmen"). But he swallowed down the panic and observed the other girl on the bus. She had short brown hair and dark green eyes. Her nails were painted black and she clutched a binder to her chest as she stared out of the bus window. She looked as if she were going to be sick. Remus shook his head, she probably didn't finish her summer work.

Then there was one more boy. He sat in a far corner of the bus and had long black hair. His eyes were a shade of dark brown and he seemed to be repressing a glare at everyone on the bus. Remus couldn't help but immediately thinking of Severus Snape when he caught sight of his other "bus mate". He swallowed and sunk down lower into his seat, repressing the urge to be like the second girl on the bus and hugging his bag to his chest. He closed his eyes and swallowed, he felt as if he was in his first year all over again. He didn't like that feeling one bit.

It appeared that Remus was the last stop and when the bus pulled up to the school Remus almost fooled himself into believing that he was back at Hogwarts when everything was happy. He could have sworn that he heard Sirius yelling out his name happily and James pulling him into a tight, older-brotherly hug. He screwed his auburn eyes shut and made his way into the building, glancing up at the sign that read "Administration" and made his way into it. He wasn't the first person in there. A girl with longish brown hair stood at the front desk. Mrs. Macerie practically squealed when she caught sight of Remus and basically pulled him over to her desk. "Mary can you hand me Remus' (he winced as she butchered his name again) schedule and a map?" Whoever Mary was, Remus never found out. He glanced away as Mrs. Macerie bustled with, what looked like, fifteen papers. She pulled out the top three and waved him closer to her. She pointed at the map. "This is your first class and there's your locker. You probably won't have to go there for the first few classes." She then shuffled to the last page and placed it firmly on the desk in front of her. "This is your schedule. Your mother (Remus felt the need to tell her that Poppy was his aunt, but he held it in) told me that you are pretty advanced in your studies, and, sadly, we don't have many advanced courses here. However, we can give you some classes with the Seniors. You have English with them, along with French and mathematics." Remus nodded slowly as she handed the papers to him. She them pulled out another piece of paper from on top of her desk. "Get this signed by your teachers and then give it to us at the end of the day."

"Got it." He muttered, smiling at her in thanks as he studied his first class. U.S History... which would be on the second floor. He cursed his luck before shuffling out of the office and into the hallway. Students littered the hallway at every turn and Remus ignored the feeling of being trapped. He stayed to the right side of the hallway, climbing up the stairs and only stopping when his schedule flew out of his hands... along with all of his other stuff. He blushed and kneeled down to pick them up, cursing himself in his mind. "Excuse me." He said to a sneaker clad girl.

"Oh." She gasped and removed her foot from his paper. He swiped it up and glanced at her. It was the girl from the administrations office. "Sorry. I wasn't really looking."

"Nor was I." He said with a reassuring smile in her direction.

She smiled back at him, her brown eyes sparkling. "You're the other new kid right?"

How he hated that term. "Yeah." He muttered, glancing back down at his papers. The class was in room 29C.

"Me too." She said quietly. She glanced up at him through brown lashes. "I'm Bella." She introduced lightly.

"Remus." He said shortly. They walked down the hallway in silence, both searching for their classrooms. Few people were in the hall anymore, their four minutes passing time almost gone. "Thank God!" he exclaimed out of the blue, stopping in front of a classroom on the far end of the hall. Bella stopped beside him, biting her lip in thought.

"Do you happen to know where room 31A is?" She asked carefully, wincing at the thought of needing to ask for help.

"Uh... the third floor? I think." She nodded shortly.

"Great. Late for my first class." He chuckled softly, glancing over at her small form. They were around the same height, which really had Remus thinking about how short he was. She glanced back at him as she jogged down the hall and he waved lightly before entering the room. The teacher was just about to close the door when he entered, causing him to almost walk straight into the poor woman. He swallowed when the class turned almost silent at the sight of him and he bit his lip.

"Hello." The teacher exclaimed brightly.

He smiled at her shakingly, taking in her brightly colored scarf, jean knee-length skirt and bright green shirt. Her hair was gray and cut in a boyish cut. She had small studs in her ears and worse small framed glasses. "Hi." He said shyly. He cursed his shyness, hoping that he had allowed James and Sirius to teach him how not to be cautious and shy.

She smiled at him when he just stood in the doorway. "Are you-" She glanced down at her list of students. "Remus Evans?"

"Yeah." His cheeks gained a small pink glow and he bit into his lip harder.

"Welcome!" She gestured at the classroom with her hand. "We have one open seat." She pointed at the seat right in the front. Of course, James must be laughing his head off in Heaven, even in the United States Remus automatically gets thrown in the front row. He wordlessly showed her the paper and she brought it over to her desk after closing the door lightly. She smiled at the class and handed the paper back to Remus as he took his seat, dropping his bag onto the ground. "Hello guys! My name's Mrs. Greenly..." And so on and so forth.

The class got handed out a class syllabus and then she played a guessing game on names. It wasn't at all surprising to Remus that she messed up saying his first name once and he corrected her kindly. The other kids laughed at the jokes that she made. All in all, Remus thought that it was about time that he met an eccentric member of the school.

His next class was a study and he made his way to the library with all the other students who had a study that period. "Remus!" A voice startled him, almost causing him to lose footing in the middle of the staircase. The girl from earlier that day, Bella, ran up to meet him. She smiled at him breathlessly. "Hey! You have study?" She asked lightly.

"Yeah." He said slowly. Bella smiled at him.

"Thank God! I thought I'd be all by myself like I was in English."

He smiled at her softly and pushed a piece of hair out of his face. "Mm, History wasn't any better." Bella laughed, sobering when they entered the library and pulling him over to the only empty table. The librarian, Mr. Barlenry, took attendance and then let them do whatever they wanted. He warned them that it was a "quiet study" and if any other teacher came in they were to "shut their apple pie holes". The other students laughed, and Remus cracked a smile.

"Can I see your schedule?" Bella asked him as she pulled out hers. "To compare?"

Remus contemplated it for a bit. If they compared schedule's it didn't mean that they were becoming friends or anything, so why not? "Sure." He slid his toward her, taking in the library. It wasn't nearly as grand as the library at Hogwarts and none of the books were nearly as old, but he guessed it'd have to do.

"We have study, lunch and gym together." She said with a bit of a pout. "I was hoping we'd have a lot of classes together."

"Mm." Remus agreed, it'd be nice to know someone in his classes.

"You don't talk much do you?" Bella pointed out with a small smile in his direction.

"No... not really."

She shrugged. "I'm not usually. But, you know..." A group of girls walked by their table, shooting them dark looks. "You'd think that after coming to the town every summer when I was little I would have picked up how stereotypical the school tends to be." Remus shrugged.

"You used to live here?"

"Only during the summer. My dad lives here, and my mom... well she's kind of traveling now." She shrugged. "I decided to come live with Charlie to make things easier for her and Phill. How 'bout you? You're from Britain right?"

"Yeah... originally I lived in France... but than mum and dad got an offer for me to go to school in Britain." He shrugged. Bella smiled at him, as if she was amazed by his story.

"You lived in France? That's so cool!"

Remus shrugged. "I can speak fluent French too."

"Is that why you're in the class with the Seniors? I heard the secretary mention it."

He nodded. "It would seem so... easy A, though."

"Not like you can complain." Bella nodded. "I'm like that with Bio. I took it at my old school."

"Lucky you." He said lightly. "The closest thing we had was P-Chemistry." He stuttered out the last word, catching himself quickly.

"Ha! I took that in my Sophomore year. Bio in my Freshman."

The bell rang, signifying the end of class and they pushed away from the table. "I'll see you at lunch?" Bella asked nervously.

"Yeah." Remus reassured her before hitching his bag onto his shoulder and leaving the library rather quickly. He couldn't possibly be thinking of being friends with her! He had friends. Good friends. He bit his lip and pushed back the tears that were forming in his eyes at the thought of his friends. He couldn't ever think of them as "old" friends. A sob almost passed his lips and he had to shut himself in a janitors closet before he burst out crying in front of everyone. His hands covered his face as he slid down the wall, hugging his knees to his chest. Hot tears streamed down his face, marking their trails in red hot flesh. He was pretty late to his class after that.

Luckily, the teacher took into consideration that he was new. Her name was Mr. Youtram and he was rather young. He didn't point out the tear marks down Remus' face and just shot him a concerned look as he took his seat in the corner of the classroom. This class was English and after another speech about "what not to do in the classroom", they were dismissed. Remus trudged his way down to his Biology classroom, making every effort to stay out of everyone's way. His Biology teacher was a woman named Miss Mulvey and she was relatively young. She had long brown hair that she had up in a loose pony tail and bright blue eyes. "Ah! You must be Remus." His mouth twitched with the slaughter of his name.

"Yes." He muttered quietly.

She looked around herself as she took his paper from his outstretched hand. "You can sit over there." It was just Remus' luck that he had to sit in the middle of the classroom next to Brooke. He didn't find her all that bad, but she seemed too nosey for her own good. Brooke smiled brightly at him as he dropped his bag down by his feet.

"Hey!" Her voice was rich with happiness. Her multi-colored hair was up in a messy bun and she was wearing way too much makeup.

"Hello." He said quietly as he sat down in the seat beside her. Miss Mulvey passed out the syllabus and began talking about what they'd be doing in that class.

Brooke turned toward him, her mouth stretching wide into a smile. "How do you like it here, so far?" It was an innocent enough question, but for some reason it made Remus' eye twitch in aggravation.

"It's all right." Was his short answer.

"Just all right? Do you have Mr. Grayes? He lets you get away with almost anything."

"Yes just all right. No I do not have him."

A light of slight hurt flashed before her eyes. "Well this class should be a major slacker class. I heard that her don't get any-"

"Do you mind?" He snapped at her. "I'm trying to listen." And then the bell rang, cutting off any form of discussion. Remus was out of his seat before she could blink.

It was time for lunch, and Remus actually found himself thanking the Lord for letting him have it with someone decent. Bella must have already been in the lunch room, and, unfortunately, Brooke was by his side through the whole walk down the cafeteria. She pulled him over to her table, dropping down her book bag on a seat and leaving to go get food, all the while pulling him along with her. "Hey Remus!" Bella yelled running up beside him. She looked like she wanted to hug him at the sight of someone that she knew.

"Hello Bella." He responded, almost sighing in gratitude.

Bella did smile. Her pink lips widening and framing her teeth. "Where are you sitting?" She asked casually.

"Oh, over-"

"With me." Brooke piped up, repressing a glare at poor Bella.

The girl took in stride, smiling at the girl with multi-colored hair. "Do you mind if I sit with you?"

Brooke nearly stuttered in shock. "Uhm..."

"No." Remus cut in, smiling at Bella softly. "Not at all." She beamed back at him, paying a lunch lady with a red haired bob. Remus followed suit, realizing just after he bought his food that he wasn't all that hungry. He sat down with it, though, planning on eating at least a little of what he got. Speaking about what he got, he really had no idea what it was. It looked like an unappetizing pile of Harry's mush. He took a tentative bite and almost gaged. Yes, it even tasted like Harry's mush. Actually, Harry's mush tasted better... so much better.

A group of teenagers made their way over to Bella, smiling and talking amongst themselves. "Hey Bella." A few of them answered, very few of them greeting Remus and Brooke. Brooke was scowling at the teenagers so Remus doubted she cared that they didn't greet her.

"Hey Eric, Jess." She nodded at them as they took their seats beside her. "Uh, this is Remus-"

"The other new student." Eric observed. He reminded Remus a little too much of Severus Snape. In everything but his personality. Long black hair that looked slightly greasy and black beady eyes. Eric smiled at him, brightening up his Asian face. A camera flashed in front of Bella's face, causing Remus to almost jump back in alarm.

"Smile." A female's voice said brightly. Bella blinked at her. "You've made the paper."

"Oh no-" Bella stuttered.

"The features dead Angela." Eric said, his voice turning cold in a small amount of time. Remus looked at them all with an apprehensive look. The girl with the camera, Angela so it seemed, looked hurt and insulted. "I got your back baby." Then he kissed Bella on the cheek and ran off, some blonde guy following him. Remus laughed softly into his food, it seemed like they all had a crush of Bella. She blushed when she noticed his look.

"Now what are we going to do? Go back to the old boring stuff, I guess." Angela said defeated, her long brown hair falling over into her eyes.

"You could always go to eating disorders." Jess, who was a stereotypical blonde girl with a round face, looked at Bella with a disbelieving look. "Or speedo padding on the swim team." Bella added as an after thought. The girls laughing in delight and thanked her for her input, talking about the speedo padding feature. Something outside caught Bella's attention. "Who're they?" She asked in awe.

Jess, Angela and Brooke turned around to see who she was talking about. Remus didn't have to, with the way his magic spiked the moment they walked into the cafeteria they were nothing good. Jess repressed a scowl at whoever Bella had been looking at. "They're the Cullens." She said with bitterness in her voice. "They're, um, Dr. and Mrs. Cullen's foster kids. They moved down here from Alaska, like, a few years ago."

Now Remus turned around to look at them, nearly loosing his breath at the sight of them. They were beautiful, epically beautiful. They looked a bit like Veela's. He had met one or two, one being Sirius' cousin and the other being Narcissa Black (or was it Malfoy now? He remembered distantly hearing that they had gotten married and had a child a few months before James and Lily had Harry.). Technically, they were both Sirius' cousins but it was too complicated for Remus to think on too much. "They kind of keep to themselves." Angela piped in, her voice sounding kinder than Jess'.

"Yeah, 'cause they're together, like, together, together." Jess whispered, her voice holding all that needed to be known about what she thought about that. She stared at the two of the Cullen's that just walked into the cafeteria. "The little dark-haired girl's Alice. She's really weird and um she's with Jasper, the blond one who looks like he's in pain. They're, like, a thing. I'm not even sure that's legal. " Remus ignored how said Jasper glanced toward their table and Alice whispered something softly in his ear.

"Jess, they're not actually related." Angela pointed out, her voice holding a small amount of exasperation. They had, obviously, had this conversation a few times before.

"Yeah, but they live together. It's weird." Jess said defensively. Remus almost snorted and rolled his eyes at her behavior. "And, um, the blonde girl, that's Rosalie, and the big dark-haired guy, Emmett, they used to be together, but now they're not." Remus' breath almost caught in his throat when he caught sight of the "big dark-haired guy, Emmett". And then his heart stopped cold in his chest. Emmett looked more like Sirius than Remus cared to admit and he hurriedly tried to pull his eyes away from the man that was making is magic spike to remarkable levels. The wolf wanted to jump toward him and knock him to the ground. But that's were it got confusing, Remus couldn't understand whether the wolf wanted to attack him or if the wolf wanted to mark him. Remus didn't like either option and pushed down the animal, his hands turning into tight fists.

"Dr Cullen's like this foster dad slash matchmaker." Jess said bitterly, as if it was supposed to be joke.

"Maybe he'll adopt me." Angela smiled at Jess cheekily.

Remus swallowed as Emmett stopped and his eyes looked straight into his. A small amount of pain flashed before his eyes before Rosalie, the blonde girl, took his arm in a grip that seemed almost too painful and pulled him into the seat beside her. Alice placed a small hand on Emmett's arm before smiling at him joyously. She said something to him, soft and fast and if Remus really want to, he was sure he would have been able to hear some of it. Instead he settled for the soft hum of whatever it was that she was saying. "Who's he?" Bella's voice held no small amount of awe when she caught sight of the last of the Cullens.

Jess followed Bella's gaze and almost glared at the man. "That's Edward Cullen. He's totally gorgeous, obviously, but apparently nobody here's good enough for him. Like I care, you know? So, yeah. Seriously, like, don't waste you're time." Something in the back of Remus' head pointed out that she was most likely turned down and still bitter about it. But he ignored that and finally teared his auburn gaze away from Emmett Cullen and saw Bella attempting to keep her eyes from wandering towards Edward.

"I wasn't planning on it." Bella muttered, trying to convince herself more than anyone else. But she kept on glancing over her shoulder at him and then looking back down at her lunch. Remus noted how Edward wasn't looking away from her either, but if that was supposed to make him feel better it only made him feel worse. He tried his hardest not to look up when he felt a gaze on the back of his head, and when he finally did look back Emmett Cullen sat beside Rosalie Hale. Her eyes were glaring at him as Emmett looked plain angry. Remus blinked at the pair before pushing away from the table, dismissing himself just as the bell rang. What in the world had he done to them?


A: N- It's done! And it's up! And Remus has caught his first sight of Emmett! And school sucks so I'm sorry if I don't update really fast. Forgive me! I think this is one of the longest chapters I have ever written for a story! YAY! Review to tell me what you think, please! All of your reviews manage to make me happy for the rest of the day. And then I go back and read them a day or so later! Oh, I have one question for all of you! Should I cut this story into parts? For each of the "Twilight" books? Or just stuff it into one?