Remus landed unsteadily almost as if he had just Apparated. Tonks stumbled against him nearly falling to the floor; it was only Remus that prevented her from toppling to the floor by quickly stretching out his arms to catch his wife.

"Thanks!" Tonks said brightly kissing her husband to show her thanks.

With a barely concealed roll of his eyes, Fred dropped Tonks hands and walked forward gazing around with apparent interest. Remus ignored him for his eyes were fixed on his wife.

Remus smiled and chuckled fondly, "Anytime Dora."

"Wow," Fred said in an appreciative tone, "This place is nice."

Remus tore his eyes away from his wife's twinkling ones and for the first time he looked around and gasped. Fred's comment did not even begin to describe just how wonderful the place they were in was. Compared to the white world, it was stunning. Actually, compared to any world it was stunning. Remus could not imagine any place in the world looking as beautiful as this one did.

A long winding cobbled road led far into the distance, rich green fields lining the way. The grass was blowing softly in a non existent wind; the sky was a forget-me-not blue overhead, the sun shining brightly down on the world. Birds that were mere dark specks against the sky soared overhead disappearing into the sun or over the peaks of the hills in the far distance.

A small, content smile enveloped Remus's face as he looked at the world. It was so simple yet so beautiful, the warm breeze, the bright sun and the long fields of grass, that strongly reminded Remus of the fields at Hogwarts, the relaxed him. The pure sight of such simple things relaxed him.

"Yeah, I could get used to this." Fred said grinning.

Moody laughed as did Remus and Tonks. Dumbledore chuckled his eyes twinkling.

"There's more to it laddie," Moody said limping forward his staff clicking against the cobbled road, "Albus, we really need to hurry now, you know how they get."

Dumbledore nodded in agreement, "Yes, we do Alastor, follow me."

The old man swept forward and began to walk along the path, an impressive slightly glowing figure before the others. Moody followed him and after a seconds hesitation, of which Remus's mind raced as he tried to figure out just who they were even though he was sure he already knew the answer, the other three followed.

For a few minutes, they walked in a pleasant silence, the only sound the occasional chirp of a bird or the rustle of grass.

"Dumbledore?" Fred asked as he walked with his hands in his pockets, "Where exactly are we?"

"I think you already know the answer to that Mr Weasley," Dumbledore said looking at Fred over his shoulder, his eyes shining, "You did after all mention it so, not very long ago."

"Heaven?" Fred guessed.

"Yes," Dumbledore replied matter-of-factly, "Or a version of it, where we are going, I believe is our version of heaven."

"Albus?" Tonks asked softly, "Is my Dad here?"

Remus's gaze snapped to Dumbledore, who smiled sadly at Tonks.

"Yes, he is, he's been waiting for you for a very long time now, though I believe he hoped as we all did that we would not be seeing you all for some time."

Tonks grinned broadly and carried on walking with a definite skip in her step. Her bubble-gum pink hair seemed to lengthen growing spikier in a mere second. Remus looked at her and chuckled under his breath when he realised that her hair now resembled Harry's except it was pink and not the teenagers jet black.

The path suddenly forked off and a large building came into sight. It was the same shape and build of a castle, made out of grey stone with several large windows lit orange by candles framed by thick vines that were creeping along the walls of the house, except the building was much smaller than any castle Remus had ever seen, it was about the size of Grimmauld Place if not fractionally bigger but certainly less gloomy.

As the group walked closer, Remus was thinking hard, so much so it was nearly painful. He could hear voices, even withe distance between the group and the house, lots of voices, they were all loud and overlapping one another so that Remus could not distinguish what any of them were saying or more importantly who they were. They sounded as if they were arguing...

Remus watched one of the lower windows of the house. As he did he saw a figure pass by the candlelight, they appeared to be pacing. The figure – was it a man or woman? – turned to gaze out the window as the group grew closer.

With a jolt, Remus realised they had drew level with the large expanse of trees surrounding the house. He was so close that he could actually see who was in the window, it was a man, a man who was grinning and who had now sprinted from the window; it was a man with black hair, and glasses.

It was a man Remus had not seen for over sixteen years. A grin of his own filled his face, and Remus suddenly felt as if he was home.

A/N So I realise it's taken me a while to update, I had a sort of writers block but I am hoping to update a lot more especially since its half term! Whoo! Hope you liked the chapter, please review and also if none of you know who the man is I am disapointed with how well you know Harry Potter. Ta, Mischief Managed ;) REVIEW!