Remus walked around Arcadia, gazing at the residents and its buildings; although he may have seen this town countless times, Remus couldn't help but appreciate it for existing. Arcadia was such a peaceful place, and people went by their day without the thought that the world around them was extraordinary. It was a life Remus wishes he could have, but he knew that he could never have what muggles had. His thoughts were interrupted by the ringtone of his phone, he took it out of his pocket and was surprised to see it was Sirius calling.

"Hello?" He asked, putting the phone next to his ear.

"Remus! Is James with you?" Sirius said with worry.

Remus looked at his surroundings and saw no sign of the boy. "I'm afraid not, why?" He answered, trying to keep his cool for his friend.

"After you left James wasn't in his room anymore, Barbara and I searched the house but we couldn't find him." Sirius explained as looked around the kitchen.

Remus' anxiety started to rise but he pushed it aside and starting speed walking toward his friend's house. "I'll come as soon I can."

"Please do, I'm not sure how long it will be until we call the authorities for help." Sirius stated before hanging up.

It took about an hour for Remus to get there, he walked to the front door knocked at it and waited patiently until Barbara open the door for him.

"Oh thank god your here." Barbara said as her shoulders relaxed.

"Any luck find him?" Remus asked as he entered the house.

"No, we checked everywhere again and again and we still haven't found him." Barbara responded as her tone started to rise.

"Don't worry dear, James is a small child; he wouldn't have gone that far with those stubby legs of his." Sirius said as he approached his wife, holding her hand to make Barbara at ease.

Remus hummed as he started to think of some locations where James might be. "Did you check the backyard?" Barbara shook her head in response. "Then why don't see if he's there."

As the three adults went outside, they went in different directions to find the boy. Sirius looked down as his foot hit something hard, he crouched down to see a ladder. "That wasn't there before." He thought.

"James!" Barbara shouted in hopes of finding her son. "It's time to come home James!" No response, she began to worry that James might've been taken or was lost deep in the forest.

"Hi mom!" The three of them turned around to see James sitting on the roof of the house.

"James, how did even get up there?!" Barbara shouted with worry at the sight of her son sitting on the roof.

"I used dad's ladder to get up here, but it fell on the ground." James explained.

"But why are you up there James? I'm sure you that it's dangerous to be there for a boy your size." Remus asked as he crossed his arms.

"I just wanted to see the sunset, you always talk about how beautiful it is when you visit." James, rubbing he left arm.

Sirius sighed picked up the ladder and placed on the roof. "You could've told us and then you wouldn't have to be stuck on the roof, you really worried us there." Sirius started to the ladder until he reached the end, James looked at his father then the ground.

"You guys were talking and I didn't want to bother you." James admitted, Sirius gave his son a warm smile and picked him up.

"It's okay if want to speak your mind, we won't be mad." Sirius said as he walked down carefully, making sure he wouldn't fall; James simply nodded and hugged his father. Barbara approached her son and ran through his hair with a smile.

"Did you enjoy seeing the sunset?" She asked softly.

"Yep, it was so pretty and colorful I almost thought it wasn't even real." James answered, almost bouncing in excitement.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it." Barbara said as she kissed James in the forehead.

"I just wish I can see it again." James said with a sad tone.

"Don't worry my boy; you can see again tomorrow, just with more supervision." Sirius stated as he ruffled the boy's hair.

Remus looked at the family with awe, out of all the people he's met; he didn't expect someone like Sirius to have a family, and a stable one no less. Remus glanced at James and saw that the boy's eyes were filled with wonder and so much innocence, he dreaded when the time would come to see that innocence being taken away. He would never have predicted that it would've been taken at a young age.

Jim opened his eyes and felt the dizziness coming back; he covered his mouth as he resisted the urge to vomit. Jim's mood didn't get better when he realized that he was back in the same room as he was before. Thankfully the portrait weren't talking, but that didn't make him feel better.

As Jim sat up and pressed his hand to his forehead, he saw someone passing him a glass of water, Jim turned to his left to see that it was Remus. "Hello."

"Uh hey." Jim replied quietly, grabbing a glass of water and drinking it.

"Thirsty are we?" Remus asked with a chuckle.

"I guess so." Jim muttered as he continued to sip on the water.

Remus could see how uncomfortable Jim was; his shoulders being tense and how quickly the boy looked away. "Why don't we sit on the couch, it's a lot softer than the bed."

Jim only nodded and tried to get out of bed, but he grabbed Remus' arm as he lost his balance. "It's okay, I can help you get there if you want?" Jim looked at the couch and huffed.

"Sure." Jim said.

As they both started walking across the room, Jim could hear a high pitch sound; he winced and tried covering one of his ears. "Is there something wrong?" Remus asked as Jim sat on the couch.

"Yeah I'm fine, a groggy that's all." Jim lied with a tired smile, knowing that he had a head injury in some shape or form as Jim felt his head throbbing in pain.

"Very well." Remus responded as he sat next to the boy.

"I'm um sorry that I couldn't write to you sooner, I've been...busy." Jim stated as he slightly leaned forward.

"It's quite alright, your sixteen now; which means that you have more responsibilities than you had before."

Jim chuckled at the irony. "You have no idea." He thought. "So, your a wizard?"

Remus sighed and looked down. "Yes I am." He was surprised that Jim simply responded by a simple "Huh." Like it meant nothing to him. "You don't seem that bothered by that."

"I've seen weirder thing." Jim answered with a shrugged, the boy's attitude towards the wizarding world made Remus half tempted to tell Jim that he was also a werewolf.

"I hope his won't affect our relationship." Remus said.

"Are you evil?" Jim asked.

"No." Remus answered

"Then it won't."

Silence then filled the room for about a minute. "How's your mother?" For a moment, the world around Jim stopped and he was in Arcadia.

"I promised I wouldn't leave you" He saw his mother giving him a soft smile, tears coming down from her cheeks.

"I knew that one day you would leave, I just didn't when." She said, her voice breaking in sadness.

"She happy, that's all that matters." Jim answered, sounding quite shaken up.

"Did she get new job in New Jersey?" Remus continued, since Barbara grew in Arcadia and didn't seem like she ever to move.

"No, she's still in California."

"Oh."

"I got this job and one thing led to another in which I had to move to New Jersey." Jim didn't feel like lying to Remus, it was just so exhausting to come up with excuses and cover up, it was exhausting every time he felt guilty when he hurt someone who simply care for his well being, everything was just so exhausting.

"I see, and has become you and Claire, did you finally have the courage to ask her out?" Remus teased.

"Seriously?!" Jim shouted, blushing in embarrassment which made Remus laugh.

"You shouldn't be this surprised Jim, you always talk about her in your letters." Remus remarked.

The wizard saw how Jim crossed his arms and pouted as if he was a child, it reminded him when the boy was young and would he act out when he didn't get his way. "And no I didn't ask her, she's the who did it." Jim remembered when he and Claire were at the hilltop, the calm music in the background, he could Claire as she gave him a beautiful smile; it was as if the world around them no longer mattered. It could've been a perfect night if it wasn't for his trollhunter duties getting in the way.

"Nethertheless, I am proud of you; and whether you like it or not, your father would be too." Remus said with hesitance.

Jim grimaced at his comment and looked. "I guess." He muttered.

"You know, when I heard you would be coming here; the first thing I thought of was buying you this." Remus passed Jim a bar of chocolate. "Since it always got you excited whenever I visit."

Jim grabbed the candy and looked at it, he could feel his guilt coming back and giving him a harsh reminder that nothing was the same; and that he was simply avoiding the truth to spare his own feelings.

How selfish….

He grabbed his keys and opened the front door, dragging his feet in exhaustion after his encounter his the stalkling. Jim yearned for his bed, just wanting to touch the soft covers and drift into a peaceful dream. "Jim, is that you?"He dropped his book bag and came to the kitchen to see his mother covered in frosting, Jim saw the there was a cake and some presents next to her. "Yes mom, sorry for not texting you, I was at Toby house playing some video games but I lost track of time."Barbara hummed in response and walked towards Jim with the cake in her hands. "Make a wish." She started lighting the candles from the cake.He huffed and thought of his wish; there was a lot things Jim could wish for, money, good grades, a vespa. But he believed that if Jim wished for himself, it would be selfish and cruel. "I wish…. Whatever my mom wishes she wants." Jim thought before he blew on the candles. After that, he grabbed a piece of the cake with his bare hands and ate it."Jim!" Barbara put the cake on the table and snatched some napkin so her son could wipe his hands. "Where are your manners?" She said with a laugh."It is my birthday, so I can do whatever I want." Jim teased with a prideful smile."Not for long kiddo…. so what did you wish for?"Barbara saw her son hugged himself and looked down. "I wish whatever you wanted." He muttered."Jim..""I know you're not happy about it but you work so hard and your always tired, and I just…. I just want you to be happy." Barbara sight and adjusted her glasses, Jim was always selfless, giving people what they want. Sometimes she wished that there would be more moments where he would do things for himself."You mean well, I get it, but you don't have to do that for me; it's your wish, you should wish for you want…""But-"Barbara placed her hands on Jim's cheeks "...And besides, you're all I need, I can lose my car and my money and it still wouldn't matter, because you make me happy, understand?""Ok." Jim mumbled."Now it's time to open your presents.""But I thought you already gave me your present." A lot of things happened today, sure, but he remembered his mother giving him a blender in the garage."It's from someone else." Jim looked at the present in curiosity, not a lot family members form his mother side gave him gifts or attended family events, unless…He put his hand inside of the bag and the first thing Jim touched was a letter; when he took it out he checked to see who it was from. The front of the letter was blank but in the back it said 'From: Remus". Jim was surprised, he still hasn't wrote to him yet with all that's going on."Go on, open." His mother told him with a smile. , which gave him some reassurance.He opened the envelope and unfolded the paper that was inside, it said the following: Dear Jim,I wrote this letter for your birthday since I assume you're not thrilled when it comes; I'm reminding you that this is meant to celebrate the day you came into your mother's life. So enjoy while you can, because nothing lasts forever sadly. Signed, Remus. P.S. Hope enjoy the gifts I bought.Barbara looked at her son as he placed the letter aside and dug inside the bag and found a chocolate. She remembered how Jim would always beg Remus to give him some type of candy when came to visit, which was frequently. She almost cried when Jim eyes lit up as he took a bite at his chocolate bar."Happy birthday kiddo." Barbara whispered to her son, hugging him as tight as she could.

The feeling of being homesick hit Jim hard, he missed his mother, he missed Arcadia and the people who lived there. Jim felt out of place in both worlds, if he chose on or the other it would still feel wrong. Although he didn't noticed that he was crying, Remus sure did.

"Jim what's wrong?" He wanted to lied to Remus, he wanted to put up smile and say that he was fine, but Jim was so tired of lying to everyone that at this point didn't matter to him anymore.

"Everything! I just want this back the way they were, I...I want my mom, I want…I... I want." He wanted to say more, but it felt as if his throat was being blocked to make him stop talking, the glamour mask wasn't helping either, it only made Jim feel claustrophobic, which was causing him to hyperventilate.

"It's okay Jim, you just have to breath, alright, breath." Remus said softly, Jim tried his best to listen but with the mask on it was proving to be difficult.

"I... I can't! Not with this stupid glamour mask!" Out of raw anger Jim took the glamour mask off and tossed it side; Remus jumped back when flash of appeared. Now what he saw wasn't the skinny human boy he once knew, but rather a large blue creature that had tusk with a pair of curved horns.

Remus really couldn't find the word of how to describe what he was feeling, time really does fly he thought. Remus saw Jim eyes widen in fear, covering his mouth as a way of hiding his tusks.

But he did know one thing and it was that Jim came into contact with a wizard because no muggle could've changed the boy this drastically.

Jim covered his mouth in fear, probably because he didn't want to scare Remus with his tusks "I'm so sorry, I...I didn't mean to lash out like that, I'm sorry." The boy's words reminded Remus of when he was younger, being fearful of the world, or more specifically his loved ones, would think of his lycanthropy.

"It's alright Jim, there's no need to apologize." Remus noticed that Jim was bleeding on his left side bleeding from his head. "The mask…" Hagrid couldn't have known of the boy's injury if with the mask on. "Your head, it needs to be checked out, I'll need to go to Dumbledore for help and-"

"No, don't bring him here." Jim's gut told him to avoid the old wizard and to not trust him. Remus wanted to go against the boy's wishes, but he needed Jim to be calm as avoid him passing out again.

"What about Hagrid?" Remus would've picked some else but he catching on that Jim really didn't trust anyone beside him in the house. Since the teen had already interacted with Hagrid, Remus thought it best option he had left.

"Alright." Despite being their conversation being extremely brief, Jim could see that Hagrid was a kind person, like Arrrgghh. God did he feel vulnerable right now, as if he was cracked vase just waiting to be shattered. Just as Remus left, Jim was now alone with his thoughts, he hugged himself tightly to hide his appearance to the world as he feared that the talking portraits were staring him.

Sprinting down stairs, Remus looked around for Hagrid only to find him sitting close to the fireplace.

"Oh hello Remus, fancy seeing you here." Hagrid greeted with cheerful smile.

"Um yes well I need your help with Jim, since I just learned that he has a head injury."

"Why me, I'm sure you're skilled enough to heal his wounds."

"Just come with me please, it's very hard to explain."

"Very well, though I expected that you could've handled the boy since you know him so well." Remus didn't say anything, he simply guided Hagrid upstairs and opened the door. The large wizard spotted the glamour mask that was on the ground. As he entered the room, Hagrid saw Jim ,or least he thinks it is, sitting on the couch.

"Hello, remember me?" Jim lifted his head up to see Hagrid, but quickly looked away. The wizard glanced at the boy curiously; he couldn't really tell what Jim was solely on appearance alone, but Hagrid had a few suspicions. "If it's alright, can I check your injury." Jim only nodded without saying a word. Hagrid saw a large gash that was under the of the boy's horn, with edges slightly turning into a stone, he shuffled around his pocket and took a small fragment of heartstone. Jim was surprised, how did he get a heartstone, and why was it in his pocket no less?

He hissed in pain as Hagrid placed the small crystal into contact of Jim's forehead, it took awhile for the cut to fully heal. "There all better, right?" Hagrid said with an innocent smile.

"Sure." Jim muttered, indeed feeling much better than before.

"I do recommend that you rest for a little while, a head injury like that will take a lot out of you."

"Thanks for the advice."

And with that Hagrid proudly left the room to give Jim some type of closure. As he stood in front of the hallway with a nervous Remus. "Is Jim going to be alright?"

"He will be and as a bonus I know what he is." Remus was surprise that he figured it out so quickly.

"Really?" He asked for reasurrence.

"Why yes, he's a troll or at least part troll." Hagrid answered with a shrug, it took Remus a few seconds process what the wizard meant.

"A troll?"

"Well the boy has the appearance of ones that live in America." Oh Sirius was going to kill him, "I've seen weirder things" what Jim said earlier made a lot more sense now but that doesn't make it better. Wizards were very closed-minded when it comes to someone's background, there would probably be an outburst that not only the infamous Sirius Black has a son whose mother is a muggle, but now the boy is not even human.

"That's not good." Remus muttered as he bit his nails.

"Oh don't worry, American trolls are mostly peaceful to a certain degree." Hagrid stated.

"It's not that, I'm just worried about what the world would think him; how people like the Malfoys will think of him." Remus knows that a reputation was something Jim really didn't care much about, he chuckled at the memory of Barbara telling him that her son was passing out cookies he bake all over the neighborhood just brighten people's day. But Jim wasn't in Arcadia anymore; he was in a world where you had to be careful on what you do or else you'll get shunned by everyone.

"Don't worry, I'm sure he will be fine."

Remus let an exhausted sigh. "I hope you're right, if you excuse me I need to tell Sirius about Jim."

"So it's true, you have a son." Harry muttered, walking around the room as his godfather stood behind the door. Sirius thought that it would be a good idea that he could help Harry and his friends better understand the situation.

"Yes I do, his name his Jame Lake Jr., named after your father actually; but Remus told me that he prefers to be called Jim after... after I left." Sirius explained, remembering how happy Jim before he was taken away.

"But you didn't leave him, did you?" Harry asked, already having an idea on what happened.

"No I didn't; the Dementors took me when it was his birthday, right after I promised him I would teach how to ride a bike."

"That's horrible!" Hermionie exclaimed

"Well that's what happens when you are wrongfully accused for murder." Sirius remarked.

"Does your son know that you're a wizard?" Ginny asked quietly.

"Back then no, I wanted to shield Jim away from the wizardry world so he could be safe; but now someone found out about his existence, I guess my hard work was all for nothing." Sirius was still figuring out who knew about Jim since had to be someone close to him.

"Is he a wizard?" Harry asked.

"I'm not sure, he didn't any signs but there's a possibility." Harry was trying to control his breathing because it was a lot to take in, but for some reason he was angry at Sirius.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

The wizard sighed and scratched the back of his head. " Like I said, I wanted my son existence to be kept secret, and besides he doesn't really like me that much anymore." Sirius pauses for a moment and gave a soft smile. "You've met him once before Harry, though I believe you were a bit too young to remember."

Harry hummed curiously as he had a vague memory of a boy, it wasn't Dudley because he was nice to him; he remembered the faint voices of a baby laughing. Funny that was one of the happier memories he had of his childhood and he barely remembers it. There was then a knock on the door and who opened it was Remus, who was quite nervous.

"Sirius, I'm glad I could find you." He said.

"What is it?" Sirius asked.

Remus wasn't sure how to put the word exactly and with the children in the room it really did not his situation. "Um can I talk to you in private, it about Jim." He whispered to Sirius so the other wouldn't hear but Harry did.

"Okay." The two wizards walked out of the room and into the hall, leaving the children alone.

"Are you alright Harry?" Hermione asked in concern.

"Yeah." He mumbled.

"Well now at least we know he was the one who gave us the cake." Ron stated, in which Hermione rolled her eyes and groaned in annoyance.

"So what is it?" Remus to a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"The good news is that I figured out why Jim past out and it was because he had a head injury but Hagrid took care of that, as of right now your son is resting." Sirius winced at the thought of Jim getting hurt but was thankful that he was alright now, but he knew that his friend had something else to say.

"But…"

"But how I found was, how do I put this um, your son is a troll or at least part troll." As expected, Sirius had an expression of disbelief. "Jim used some kind of charm, which was mask, to make him look human." Sirius groaned as he sat down on the floor. "My guess is that he met wizard and possibly cursed with a spell or a potion to change him." The feeling of guilt came back, it always comes back.

"Thank you for telling Remus." Sirius mumbled, pulling hair back. As if things couldn't get any worse, Severus came upstairs with his usual grumpy expression again and spotted the two wizards.

"Did your silly excuse of a son rejected you again?" Severus remarked.

"Watch it Snape." Sirius hissed as he stood up and faced the other wizard.

"We don't have time for this, you need to tell him now." The professor demanded which Sirius scoffed at the notion.

"You should of thought of that before introducing by son to the world of wizards and witches, and beside some new information has come to light." Sirius explained as he shrugged.

"Like what?" Severus asked, grabbing Srirus by the collar.

"You forgot to say please."

"This isn't a game! Your idiot of a son is in serious danger from the dark lord, you should be lucky that Dumbledore even considered helping you!" Sirius glared Severus and huffed in annoyance.

"I will try and talk to him but I cannot guarantee that he'll listen to me." Sirius stated; Severus said nothing and left.

"That went well." Remus said as he approached his friend.

"You can say that again. Sirius remarked.

"At least he didn't asked about that 'the new information' about Jim, you how is." Remus said, which was true.

"Yes, the last thing I need is Snape to insult my son more by making comments his appearance." Sirius admitted.

"But before you see Jim, I have to tell you to tread carefully; he has a lot of emotional turmoil going on despite his demeanor." Remus warned.

"Thank you for telling me that." Sirius then opened the door to Jim's door and went inside, the first thing he noticed was that the light was off; as Sirius turned the light on he heard Jim groan, the boy was light sleeper.

Jim stood up from the couch from where he was sleeping with about two blankets covering him. "Oh it's you." Jim said at the sight of his dad; wondering why he was here in the first place when he made it abundantly clear that Sirius was not welcomed.

"I need to talk to you." His father said with a shaky breath.

"Leave me alone, please." Jim asked in the politest way he could without snarling.

"I can't, this is important." His son laid back down and started mumbling things Sirius couldn't understand. "Believe me I know you don't want to talk to me, I get that; but you need to understand that you're in danger. People might be looking for you, because of me; as your father I want you to be safe." And that was the final straw for Jim, he got out of the couch and stood in front of Sirius with a furious glare.

"Wow is he tall." Sirius thought as he took a step back.

"Where were you when you promised to teach how to ride a bike?" Jim asked as he slowly walked towards his father."Where were you when mom was having trouble taking care of me?" Sirius didn't want to show that was afraid of Jim, because no father should be afraid of their own son. "Where were you when mom worried for me and had no one to back her up?" It was one of Jim's regrets; but his mother has gone through so much stress and frustration and he didn't want to add more to the pile. "Where were you when I was forced to decide whether or I should throw my life away?" At this point Jim was at the verge of tears, but that didn't matter to him; he was angry, he wanted to hurt his father, for how much pain he caused for Jim and his mother.

The half-troll grabbed Sirius by the throat and pushed him against the wall. "Tell me! Where were you when I had to fight for my life twice in the same day." He snarled his father and tightens his grip, Sirius didn't do anything, and how could he; it was his son, he can't hurt him, he's already done enough damage to this boy already. Then Jim saw the fear in Sirius eyes, he could sense it; and that was something he always tries to avoid, seeing other people being afraid of him. Jim let's go of Sirius and and takes a few steps back. "Go." Jim already knew what was happening, his human and troll instincts were in conflict.

"Jim…"

"Just go, please!" Sirius wanted to help his son, but it that it was the other way around; so he reluctantly left the room. Jim glanced at the drawer next to him and smashed it to pieces, then next thing you know he starts breaking everything he sees except the couch. He grabs one of the blankets and bites on it and tears it apart, he does over and over until his teeth hurt. There was a moment of silence, and Jim started sobbing; he sat down in a corner and curled himself into a ball. He had a few emotional bursts, or as Jim likes to call them 'temper tantrums' before. "It's normal for young trolls your age to act this way, do not worry Master Jim." He wanted his mother, he wanted lay on her lap as she would brush his hair with her hand.

"Shh, it's alright kiddo, everything is going to be fine, I'm here." She would tell him, he started to whimpered. Jim would tell people that he didn't care about his father anymore, that he's moved on; if that was the case then why did it hurt so much at the sight of his father being afraid of him.