Disclaimer: still only a fanfiction writer, doesn't own anything, and don't get anything.

Here is the 4th chapter of my first story and I hope you'll like this.

I've changed the ending of the 3rd chapter 'cause one of my reviewers made me realize that it would be suspicious if the slept in the same room, so I owe a thank you to Madm5 for it, so here it is: Thank you!

For those who read the 3rd chapter with Hermione going to her own bedroom: please forget the paragraph above.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed or read the story! Please keep reading and reviewing!

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Remus Lupin and other stuff

It was 6 o'clock in the morning and Hermione Potter was heading for the Lake, lost in her thoughts, not noticing her husband, who was watching her from the edge of the Forbidden Forest. He woke up an hour ago and was only waiting for his wife to come down. He had expected her as they still did their usual morning laps around the lake. Usually it was him who slept longer, but not this time.

Yesterday, after Hermione left, Harry lay in his bed awake, thinking about his past. His third year and the year when he went missing. It was a hell of a year. Most thought he was dead and maybe they were right. He had died for the world, for everyone. On his seventeenth birthday he got a strange letter telling him to be outside at midnight and to leave everything, even his wand in his room. First, he was suspicious that it was one of the stupidest tricks of Voldemort, but he decided to go and as the letter asked him. He didn't, and still doesn't, have a clue why he did what he did that night, trusting the letter. But he did, and even though his life was hell from that moment, through the year, he was sure he did the right thing.

The training was no fun, especially the first few weeks. His masters made him fight through day and night, not letting him any moment to rest. They expected him to fight without a wand, wanting him to let his hidden powers come to the surface, to learn fighting like a muggle without any previous training.

FLASHBACK

"Get up and try to fight like a man!" shouted the man under the hood coming towards Harry without stopping and hitting him hard on the face as he was trying to get up from the ground he fell onto. "Try to use your instincts, boy. Do you think you have them for nothing? Get a grip on yourself and fight!" and he hit him again and again until he angered the boy so much, that he, while his master was coming towards him, kicked him hard on the leg, winning some time to get up. Harry stared at the man, his green eyes so intense that they scared even the man and that was saying something.

Harry started to fight with so much force, that in the end, he almost beat the man because he wasn't expecting such power in the boy. But after a few minutes Harry was again on the ground, left alone in the storm, bleeding, and the last words of his master echoing in his ears: "Never fight angrily because it could be your last fight. Be thankful that I'm not your enemy, because if I were, then you would be dead by now, boy"

END OF FLASHBACK

He was almost killed, but only almost. He did survive the year and was more powerful than he had ever been. No one knew about most of the things the training included, maybe Hermione knew the most, and that knowledge is still very little.

He waited a few minutes then followed his wife to the lake. Even though he was walking almost without a sound, Hermione still heard him, and not knowing who it was, turned around pointing her wand at him and only when she saw who it was, put the wand away.

When Harry approached her, he kissed her lightly on the lips and started to run towards the lake, Hermione following him closely. It was like an old game between them.

Harry had been training Hermione since his return, not wanting her to be unprepared for a possible attack. Of course her training was much less hard and painful as his was, but it is understandable.

That one year absence made Harry finally realize his feeling for his long-time best friend and he came back determined to save her from anything and everything. So far he was successful, but knew that it can't last forever. That was the reason of his training.

Just in a minute, Hermione was running right next to her husband, successfully keeping up with his pace.

After an hour of running they did their usual sit-ups and push-ups, and then decided that it was time to go back to their quarters to shower then go down for breakfast, as they knew that Dumbledore was expecting both of them down at the Great Hall.

Half an hour later, both fresh and in new clothes were heading for the Great Hall, both lost in their thoughts, wondering about what the day will bring them, both dreading and expecting the moment when they meet their past selves at the same time.

When they entered the Great Hall the only occupant of the hall was the headmaster himself, seemingly lost in his thoughts, but the time traveler knew that it was only a mask and he was very much aware of his surroundings and their arrival for breakfast. He looked up and motioned them to sit down at the teachers' table.

The moment thy sat down students started to come down for breakfast and all of them, without exception, stared at the pair at the Staff table, but they paid no attention to them and continued their breakfast, occasionally looking up or greeting some teachers, who were almost as shocked to see them there as the students were.

Finally, the three people who they were looking for all along arrived and every eye in the hall, except for Harry's and Hermione's, who continued to eat their breakfast, talking quietly, turned to them, waiting for their reactions.

As soon as they looked up at the teacher's table all three of them went rigid, staring at themselves and hearing Hermione say:

"I can't believe you really did that! I mean…" but they never found out what she was about to say, because that was the moment when they realized that they were being watched. Both looked up to see what the cause of the silence that fell onto the Hall.

When they saw their past selves staring at them, they only nodded as a greeting and went back to talking, completely ignoring the whispers.

After the accident at breakfast they decided to re-explore the castle, as most of it had been destroyed. After a few hours of wandering they found themselves right in front of the door that led to the DADA classroom. Remembering their first lesson with Remus Lupin both of them smiled and reached for the doorknob to get into the classroom.

They arrived right on time to see the boggart changing into a big spider in front of Ron who looked like he was ready to faint right then and there, but he managed to say to spell correctly in the end, successfully laughing in the face of his greatest fear.

They watched some of their ex-classmates struggle with their fears, until they saw who was the next, and watched as the professor jumped in front of him, letting the creature to take the shape of the full moon.

"You never told me why he did this. I know that it bothered you greatly and you asked him about it, didn't you?" whispered Hermione into the ears of her husband, waiting for his answer.

"Yeah, I did." Said Harry and seemed to be lost in his memories. Hermione patiently waited for his answer, but when it didn't come, she asked again:

"And…? What did he say?" Harry, coming out of his trance looked at the professor and answered without looking at Hermione:

"He thought that my greatest fear was Voldemort. And he didn't want him to appear in the class, scaring everyone."

In that moment Hermione understood the reason of his silence. He was remembering. Remembering the screams of his mother and the other ones, the ones that Voldemort killed. He still thought it was his fault. The war, the lost lives, the broken families, everything.

"You know that it's not your fault, don't you? No one blames you for the deaths." He didn't answer, only stared into the space and Hermione looked up on time to see Neville destroy the boggart-Snape.

"Okay, everyone, it was a good job, please take…" started Remus Lupin, but he hadn't gotten to the end of his sentence because that was the moment when he discovered the pair sitting in the back rows, and he wasn't the only one. All of the class looked up to see why the professor hadn't finished his sentence. Some, like Hermione Granger (the young one), discovered that they were sitting on the exact place where the trio usually does.

"Sorry. We didn't mean to interfere or anything, we just came upon this classroom and decided to watch the lesson, just observers this time." Apologized an older Hermione smiling and was about to get up and leave the classroom when she heard her former professor say:

"It's all right. Please, stay. I want to have a word with you two after class anyway. Class, take your seats and copy what's on the board. You can leave after you've done so." said the werewolf and after the class got over the initial sock, sat down and took notes. After the most of the class left there were only three more people left in the room, except for the professor and the two time travelers.

The thirteen-year-old Hermione was the first one who dared to speak:

"We want to stay here. These two people just appear from nowhere and claim to be us. I think we have every right to stay here." As Remus opened his mouth to answer the older Harry cut him off and replied himself:

"You're right. You have all the right to know what's going on here, but we have to talk with Remus about things that you have no knowledge about and should not have, at least until the end of this year. So meet us at 7 in the kitchens" while saying this he looked right at them and it seemed he was ready to murder anyone who dared to argue with him. His younger self was about to retort, but Ron, fearing the elder, was quicker.

"Um…okay. Just one question. Where are the kitchens?"

"Of course. You don't know yet. What about the Room of Requirement? No, you don't know about that either. Then be it." Hermione said with a sigh." The Gryffindor Tower after dinner."

The trio only nodded and left the room, leaving their teacher and the other two alone. As Hermione cast some strong silencing and locking spells Harry turned to his old professor, willing him to ask what he wanted to and urging him with only his eyes. Lupin's question was simple:

"How much do you know? I mean about…."

"I know what you mean. And we know much more than you know, at this point, Moony." Came the respond of the younger man.

"You just called me…" uttered a completely stunned Remus Lupin.

"Moony, yes. As he said before, we know more than you can imagine. But don't worry, you will find out those things soon enough" heard Remus the voice of Hermione Granger.

"If you don't have any more questions we would like to leave, because you will have a class to teach in five minutes and we'd like to do a few exercises before dinner," not waiting for the answer the two adult left the room, both thinking regretfully of the conversation.

"Do you think we were right? Behaving like that to him. He is like a second father to you and like an uncle to me."

"You know as well as I do, we can't afford making friends with him here. Maybe if the circumstances were different. But they aren't. I don't like this either. What would you say about going to the Room of Requirement? We have to agree on a few things." Asked Harry.

Hermione nodded and followed her husband silently, wondering what this travel had in store for them.

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So, this was it and I hope you've liked it. I had to finish it somewhere and I'm too tired right now to write more.

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HAPPY XMAS EVERYONE!

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