Z.R. Stein

Lily Potter and the Escape to Remnant – A RWBY/Harry Potter Crossover crossover AU fic.

I do not own the characters of RWBY or Harry Potter in any way, shape, or form.

This fic has quickly grown into the one that is my favorite to write. I enjoy the other ones, but for some reason this just has so much more...potential. I blame gonewind.

Oh, and I've nailed down a rough outline for you guys. This first arc is going to be 9-11 chapters long total (so we have 2 to 4 chapters left) and is, obviously, Lily and co. settling in Remnant, getting their new lives set up, meeting the RWBYverse characters, blah blah blah. Then there will be a timeskip of two years, and another 9-11 chapter arc exploring the relationships that are developing (aka, the shipping arc), and there will also be much toddler fluff and one or two big important events. Then there will three more timeskips, each with their own 2-4 chapter mini arcs as we merrily skip our way towards the sequel, which will begin when Harry is eleven or twelve and begins at Signal.

Of course this may be subject to change based on my own feelings and your guys' feedback, so don't quote me on that.

Lastly, forgive me for the small fourth wall moment. I couldn't resist. You'll know it when you see it.

Regardless, it is time to get down to brass tacks. Enjoy!


Human beings are strong because we have the ability to change ourselves. —Saitama

. . .

Remus Lupin hummed a tune he had heard on the radio as he wove his way through Vale's commercial district. It had been two weeks since the four of them had appeared in Remnant, and life was slowly beginning to start back up. Sirius was seldom around, spending most of his time training with Qrow, learning all of the ins and outs of being a Huntsman; the last time Remus had seen him, he was excited about leaving for his first official mission with Qrow. Lily, on the other hand, had immersed herself fully in her research, spending every moment she wasn't caring for Harry in the laboratory. Luckily, she wasn't alone in her quest. Remus smiled to himself; Clover had turned out to be a wonderful addition to their little family: a diligent worker, excellent caretaker, and a great conversationalist to boot. She, after being informed of Remus' history and current status, had taken it upon herself to inform Remus of what it meant to be a Faunus in Remnant's current day and age. The two of them had had long discussions on topics ranging from biology to philosophy, even delving into their respective theories about the magical mechanics of Aura (though Clover hadn't been aware of magic until a week and a half ago, Remus knew that anyone who was around Lily for an extended period of time would learn quickly, if only through osmosis). Her daughter Velvet was a delight to be around, and was probably the most well mannered four year old that he had ever met (not that Remus knew many four year olds. Parents typically tried to keep their children away from werewolves, after all). And lastly...Remus admitted it to himself, in a quiet, secluded corner of his mind, that Clover was an extremely beautiful woman. But, what with her husband's disappearance and likely kidnapping within the last year, and his own humble nature, Remus wasn't planning on acting on his desires anytime soon. So, he had decided to ignore the feeling for now and move on with his life.

With his friends busy with their own work, Remus had taken it upon himself to find a job as well. If they were going to be staying in Remnant for any length of time (which was looking more and more likely), he wanted to be able to support himself. There was only one problem with his plan...

Remus sighed as he heard yet another passerby muttering about the 'filthy faunus' who was walking along the street, the casual racism barely phasing him any more. While he was infinitely grateful that he was no longer a werewolf—worrying about hurting others during the full moon had been his greatest fear for years—he had to admit that the Faunus were treated no better than werewolves were back in Britain. Securing work was every bit as difficult here, the two tufted ears atop his head a signal to the populace of Vale that he was 'untrustworthy' and 'probably a criminal'. If he hadn't borne the burden of such a stigma for many years already, Remus knew he would have snapped already.

Still, he had hope for this latest job opening. The ad had clearly stated that 'Faunus were welcome', and Remus was optimistic about his chances; after all, no matter what world he was in, Remus Lupin knew his way around books (a callback to his years spent in the Hogwarts library).

Remus stopped in front of his destination and looked up at the old wooden sign that hung proudly over the doorway. Hiding a small grin, the former werewolf entered into the small, cozy bookshop that he'd seen in the classifieds of the Vale Herald.

"Hello, welcome to Tukson's Booktrade, home to every book under the sun. How may I help you?"
Remus smiled at the Faunus girl behind the counter, taking note of the small antlers sticking up from her purple hair. He may have been slowly getting used to the diversity of hair and eye colour in Remnant, but it was still strange that such shades were considered ordinary in this world. At the very least, Remus thought, she wore it well. She had a long purple French braid that spiralled down one side of her face, and her sleepy, unfocused eyes were a dull fuchsia.

"Hello there, I'm Remus Lupin...and uh, I was wondering if the position that was advertised was still available?"

The young Faunus woman blinked, her attention sharpening as she came out of her boredom induced stupor. She gave Remus a once over, flicking her eyes over his ears and the collection of scars on his face. The girl then smiled at him and called out "Tukson? There's a guy here about the job, name of Remus Lupin. He's cute too, not that you care about that. Mmm...more's the pity."

Remus laughed nervously as the girl gave him another once over, lingering on his facial scars. For some reason, the attention made him uncomfortable, as if he was faced with a hungry dog (or in her case, deer).

Luckily, he didn't have to suffer her attention for long as another person pushed through the doors at the back of the shop. Remus took the opportunity to examine the man that had to be the owner of the bookshop.

Tukson, Remus thought, was a rather large and intimidating man. He was older than Remus but still youthful, and had a physique that a professional Quidditch player would envy, complete with a barrel chest and arms that rippled with muscle. Golden eyes looked out from a pair of thin, raven brows, his face framed by some very impressive sideburns. When Remus inhaled, he could pick up a subtle undercurrent of fur and ink, and knew that the man was a Faunus despite the lack of any noticeable animal features.

"So, you're here for the job, eh? I've been looking for a replacement for Thistle here for nearly a month. Glad you could stop by. Why don't you come in the back room, we can have a sit down and talk."

Remus nodded, pleased to begin his interview. Tukson opened up the door and ushered him into the hallway behind. The girl, Thistle, didn't stop ogling him until the door closed behind them, and Remus let out a sigh of relief at being away from her.

"Heh. She's a good kid, though she's got a thing for guys with scars. Anyways, you want somethin' to drink?" Tukson said, his golden eyes amused. He gestured for Remus to follow, and the two of them exited the narrow hallway and entered a small but cozy office.

Remus shook his head and responded "No, thank you though. You said she's leaving?"

"Mhmm. Her sister's in Mistral, she wants to go live with her. I convinced her to stay until I secured a replacement. So if I end up hiring you, don't worry, Thistle won't be around to undress you with her eyes all day."

Remus chuckled and slid into the seat that Tukson had offered him. He took a moment to examine the office, taking in the old wooden panelling and the stacks of books haphazardly lying around. Tukson, large though he was, seemed to gel perfectly with the small space as he sunk into an overstuffed armchair behind his desk.

"Well, I suppose we should start out with the basics. Why don't you introduce yourself properly, give me a little backstory? I enjoy a good story."

Remus jerked his head minutely and cleared his throat, saying "Right. Well, I'm Remus Lupin. I'm a wolf Faunus as you might be able to tell, and up until quite recently, I lived in an isolated village outside of the Kingdoms. It was called Hogsmeade," Remus chuckled to himself "And don't ask me who came up with the name, I don't know why it stuck. But...I was born there, grew up there, went to school there. It was my home. It...wasn't the most Faunus friendly place, but I'd never been more than a few kilometers outside of the village and was...content to stay. I suppose you could say that ignorance was bliss."

Tukson steepled his fingers, his eyes silently encouraging Remus to continue.

"Not even a month ago, there was a Grimm attack. A bad one. We were overrun, forced to flee. James, one of my closest friends, died." Remus paused as he felt the usual pang of phantom pain when mentioning James' death. After a moment he started again "I left with two other mates of mine, Lily and Sirius, and we set out towards Vale. All three of us know enough to hold our own against Grimm, though Sirius is the only one that is formally trained. We spent days heading towards Vale." Remus grimaced. "It...it was unpleasant...we almost died more times than I can count. But we endured, and once we got to the city we started setting up new lives...which is why I'm here."

Tukson raised a single eyebrow and said "Quite a story. You've got your resume on you?"

Remus nodded and withdrew a few slips of paper from his pocket. He hadn't known how to write a resume before coming to Vale, but it turned out to be rather easy, once he looked up the process; Scrollnet was, in Remus' opinion, one of the greatest creations of all time. Nothing wizards had made could even come close to such a wealth of information.

Tukson unfolded the paper and gave the sheets a cursory glance before setting them down.

"You know your way around a bookshop?"

"Yes sir. I've been around books my entire life. I might need some help learning how to operate some of the technology...we didn't have much tech in Hogsmeade. But I promise I'll learn fast."

Tukson shrugged and said "Eh, it's easy enough, you'll pick it up in a day or two. Do you have any previous engagements that might interfere with your work hours?"

Remus paused, then shrugged.

"Not that I can think of, beyond perhaps occasionally looking after Lily's son."

Tukson nodded, his eyes perusing the scars on Remus' face. He frowned slightly.

"I'm not going to have to worry about any funny business in my shop, am I? I run a clean business, no drugs, no crime. Can you handle that?"

Remus nodded, wondering if crime was a serious problem in this section of Vale. He'd do some research on it when he got back to the apartment.

"I can."

"Hmph. Good. You're hired."

Remus blinked in surprise, his excitement mounting. He had honestly expected more of an interview (not that that was a bad thing).

"I am? T-thank you! Already?"

Tukson shrugged, a small grin nestled on his lips.

"Your info checks out, at least as much as it can for someone who arrived in Vale such a short time ago. And I'm loath to turn you away after hearing that story. I know how tough it can be for people who live outside the Kingdoms when they come into Vale; consider it my way of supporting a fellow Faunus who's fallen on hard times. You seem reliable, you know books, and...well, so far I've only interviewed some young punks and an unrepentant racist." Tukson rolled his eyes "Damn chick couldn't get out of my office fast enough after she found out about me. You'd a thought she woulda left after seeing Thistle. But anyways...I don't see any reason not to hire you. Your shift starts the day after tomorrow, eight o'clock in the morning. Don't be late."

Remus felt a wide grin break out onto his face, and he shook the man's hand enthusiastically.

"Thank you very much, I'll be there!"

A few minutes afterwards, Remus exited the shop, humming under his breath again. Today was turning into a very good day.

. . .

"And how are you doing today, Velvet?"

The small rabbit-eared girl in Lily's arms giggled and answered "I'm good. How about you, Miss Lily?"

Lily smiled, glancing over at Clover who was playing with a gurgling Harry.

"I'm good too. Are you excited about starting preschool soon?"

"Yes!"

"That's good. You're lucky, I never went to preschool. We didn't have one where I lived. Tunie and I didn't go to school until Kindergarten."

Velvet scrunched her nose up and asked "What's Kindergarten?"

"Oh, do you not have that here?" asked Lily. "It's...well, it's in between preschool and primary school. She should have known, the 'garden for children' wasn't a universal concept, and the culture of Remnant, while having bits and pieces of familiarity to it, was still quite different to what she was used to.

Velvet shook her head, though she seemed to have lost interest in the conversation. She began squiggling and Lily set her down, after which the Faunus dashed over to Harry's side.

Lily looked fondly on the two children as they began playing together. After a few moments of watching them, she heard a ping, and sighed.

"Clover, I need to get that. Can you keep an eye on them?"

Clover nodded, cracking her back.

"Go right ahead, I don't mind."

Lily left the room, heading to the laboratory. She hooked her new Scroll (Remus and Clover had been kind enough to teach her how to use it) off of a stack of tomes and opened it. The caller ID stated that a 'Taiyang Xiao Long' was calling her. Odd; Lily knew that she'd heard that name before, but couldn't quite pin down where. Shrugging to herself, she pressed the accept button and said "Hello?"

"Oh, hello there. Is this Lily Potter?"

"It is." Lily responded.

"Oh, good. I'm Taiyang, you can call me Tai. I'm one of Qrow's old teammates."

Lily's mouth formed an 'O'. So that's where she had heard the name before. Qrow, though he and Sirius were often absent, had spoken with Lily on a number of occasions over the last two weeks, and the names of his old team had slipped past his lips more than a few times.

"Oh, right, he's mentioned you and Summer quite a bit. It's nice to speak with you, finally."

A distorted chuckle drifted through the Scroll's speakers.

"Right back atcha; we've been curious about the three refugees Qrow rescued since he told us that he'd taken on one of them as his apprentice. That was a surprise, heh. Actually, Summer and I were wondering if you'd like to meet up somewhere in Vale, get to know each other? We were in the city anyways on a day trip from Patch."

Lily hummed, thinking. She had been planning to do more research today, but it wasn't exactly pressing, and she was curious about the sort of people Qro had trained with. She also felt a stir of excitement at meeting two more of Remnant's protectors; Huntsmen and Huntresses were a fascinating bunch of individuals. Clover probably wouldn't mind going home a little early either, she'd been lamenting Velvet's tendency to stay up far too late.

"Is it alright if I bring along my son? He's a year old, and I'd rather not leave him with my assistant while I'm out, she works plenty hard as it is."

"Eh, sure, why not, we can introduce him to Ruby and Yang. Yang's three and Ruby's one as well, it should be a party. I'll send you the location on your Scroll. See you soon, goodbye!"

Lily clicked her Scroll shut, staring down at it. A smile slowly began to spread across her face; she wondered whether or not Taiyang would object to some light experimentation. Lily coughed and shook her head; no, no magic in front of Mugg-non magicals. Qrow and Ozpin had both insisted that they stop using British Wizarding terms that were likely to get them noticed. Though why it mattered when she hardly went outside was beyond her.

Lily shrugged and stuffed the Scroll in her pocket before walking out of the laboratory.

"Clover, I'm heading out with Harry for a meeting. You want to take the rest of the day off?"

The Faunus looked up from the Doctor Geisel book she had been reading to Velvet and Harry, saying "Oh, ok. No, that sounds good...where you heading to?"

"I'm meeting up with some of Qrow's friends. Old teammates from Team STRQ, apparently."

Clover smiled and nudged Velvet off of her lap before lifting Harry into Lily's arms.

"That sounds like fun. Go, shoo, go meet with some Huntsmen. Oum knows you don't get out of the lab enough as it is. Here I was thinking Remus was the hermit of your little group."

Lily rolled her eyes as she accepted her son, the little rolly-polly latching onto her instantly.

"Laugh it up, fuzzball. Anyways, I'll see you tomorrow. Thanks for bringing Velvet, by the way, she's such an angel."

Clover shrugged and said "My pleasure, Harry is every bit as cute. See you tomorrow."

. . .

The location on Lily's Scroll led her to a quaint little park near Beacon. There was a small playground in the center of the area, a young girl with blonde hair the only one playing on it. Lily's gaze soon found a couple sitting on one of the park benches,a baby on the woman's lap; they waved at her, inviting her over.

As she drew closer, Lily sized up the two. The man on the left wore casual clothes, though he had a pauldron fastened on his shoulder. He had messy, short blonde hair with two cowlicks standing up, and was clean shaven aside from a small soul patch on his lower lip. His blue eyes were a deep cobalt blue, and his skin was sun kissed. The woman to his right wore a flowing ivory cloak, pinned in place by a silver rose emblem. She had medium length black hair that faded to red at the ends, and her eyes were a piercing, molten silver. Lily shivered involuntarily; for a moment, she felt something flash behind those eyes. Something dangerous, almost predatory, unlike anything she had ever felt before. The moment passed in an instant, though, vanishing when she blinked.

Lily shook herself, and put the feeling down to her imagination.

The blonde man, Taiyang, raised a hand in greeting and said "Hello there. I'm Tai. This is Summer. That little troublemaker over there on the slide is Yang, and Ruby is the little cutie sitting with Summer. Say hi, sweetie."

The one year old, upon seeing Lily, turned away and burrowed into her mother's shoulder. Tai chuckled, shaking his head fondly.

"Never mind. She's a shy one around strangers."

Lily smiled as well, taking a seat on a different bench.

"Trust me, I know. Harry can be shy as well."

Lily looked down at her son, who was staring at her with all the indignation his baby mind could muster. Looking back at Summer and Taiyang, she caught a hint of innocent silver eyes peeking out from around Summer's cloak. The eyes locked onto Harry, and soon enough, Ruby's entire face emerged, framed by wispy locks of raven hair. Harry, seemingly sensing the attention, turned around; emerald orbs met silver as the two babies stared at each other silently. After a moment, Ruby smiled, revealing a mouth full of seven mismatched teeth; Harry, seeing the smile, returned it fully, as babies are wont to do. A ripple of potentiality slammed across dimensions, and worlds away, the shade of Voldemort felt a shiver crawl up his non-existent spine. What in Merlin's name could have caused that? It almost felt like somewhere, somehow, thousands of people were simultaneously wincing as they imagined how utterly outmatched he was one day going to be.

The foursome on the benches, however, remained ignorant of the extra-dimensional occurrence. A whoop of enjoyment drew the parent's attention away from their respective babies. The small blonde girl, Yang, was climbing her way up a slide, her face set with childish determination while her stubby toddler legs were firmly planted to avoid falling down.

Taiyang grinned and said "Ah, kids. Ya gotta love em. Even if you're like Qrow and insist that you don't."

Lily rolled her eyes, remembering the one time Qrow and Harry had been in the same room together. The man had hit it off splendidly with the one year old despite his constant protestations. They had ended up on the couch, Qrow trying to teach Harry how to say his name (Harry had managed a 'cwow' which Qrow had deemed close enough.)

"Yes, I know what you mean. Speaking of Qrow, how much has he told you about us?"

Summer, who had been silent thus far, entered the conversation as she said "Not too much. We know you used to live in a village a few days travel from Vale that was called Hogsmeade. After it was overrun by the Grimm, you made your way to the city to be safe, and that Sirius was skilled enough to have Qrow take him on. Aside from that...well, Qrow hasn't even introduced us to Sirius yet, so we thought we'd take this time to learn more about you."

Taiyang stretched his arms back and placed on his head, saying "Yeah, I've been asking him to bring his new apprentice by for days, but he keeps evading for some reason. Should I be worried that they're spending so much time together?"

Lily snorted.

"The only thing you'll have to worry about is whether or not there will still be alcohol left in the city after they're done with it. Honestly, the two of them are like peas in a pod. I heard they're starting to call their partnership 'Black Qrow', apparently they think it sounds cool or something."

An expression of exaggerated horror passed onto Tai's face.

"By Oum, there are two of them. Repent! Repent!"

Summer smacked her husband's arm.

"He can't be that bad...right?"

Lily pretended to think for a moment, smiling. She eventually said "No, he's really not that bad. A bit rough around the edges, perhaps, but he's one of my best friends. He's loyal, funny, and more stubborn than anyone I know. I'll admit, Sirius has his flaws, but eh, who doesn't?"

Both Tai and Summer nodded, the latter glancing speculatively at Lily.

"Why don't you tell us more about yourself, Miss Potter? Or would you rather I call you Lily?"

"Lily is fine."

The redhead thought for a moment, carefully thinking over the story she had concocted with Remus and Sirius. They had been careful to include as much of the truth as possible, to avoid stumbling over information and revealing their secret. Lily began "Well, I grew up in Hogsmeade along with Remus and Sirius. The area I was born in was known as Little Whinging, and every house looked the same...don't know why that was so important, but that little tidbit has stuck with me for years. Anyways, when I turned eleven, I began at the local school known as Hogwarts—"

Lily was interrupted by a burst of laughter from Taiyang. Looking over at the two, she saw Summer sniggering as well.

"Alright, so it is a bit of a silly name." Lily said, grinning.

After the two calmed down, Lily continued.

"I attended with one of my childhood friends, Severus. We...mostly stuck around each other during our time there, at least at first. It was during my second year that I had the misfortune to become acquainted with James Potter." Lily scowled, remembered her husband's twelve year old self. "To put it lightly, he was a bratty asshole who thought I was cute and instantly disliked Severus, if only for the fact that Severus was my friend and he wasn't. Sirius and Remus were...well, maybe minions is too strong of a word, maybe cohorts will do. The three of them were known as the Marauders, and were the school's resident pranksters."

Lily paused to take a breath; Remus had cautioned that they shouldn't reveal anything about the four houses or too much about Hogwarts, it would just confuse people, so they had modified their stories accordingly.

"He pursued me for years...but I wouldn't give him the time of day. I wasn't interested in boys back then, and even if I was, I wouldn't have picked him." Lily shook her head, grinning. "Imagine my surprise when he changed completely during our later years; he even started being cordial with Severus, hard as it is to believe. Sirius and Remus followed his example, though Sirius did so grudgingly. At first, I thought it was a ploy to trick me into falling for him, but I eventually came to see that he was actually trying to better understand where I was coming from and prove himself worthy of being with me. It was...actually really sweet. And it ended up, somehow, that we fell in love." Lily's smile changed into a frown. "Unfortunately, it drove Severus away from me. I...still regret that. He...didn't even come to our wedding."

Summer hummed, her hands idly playing with Ruby's hair.

"An interesting love story. It's almost like how we got together, isn't it, Tai?"

Taiyang shrugged, a sheepish look on his face.

"I was an asshole when we first met?"

"Yes dear, you were. But you're a sweetheart now." Summer kissed her husband on the cheek and turned her attention back to Lily expectantly.

Lily giggled at their interaction and continued, saying "After that...there's not terribly much to tell. We had Harry, and we were all set up to raise him in the village like we had been. But...it wasn't to be." Lily sighed, channeling her grief over the war into her storytelling to make it more believable. "The Grimm attacked during the night, breaking through the walls. They were mostly Ursai and Beowolves, though I did see a trio of King Taijitu while we were leaving. I still don't know what caused them to rush the village, and I'll probably never find out. James was...killed. He died protecting Harry." Lily sniffed. "And well...I suppose that's it, for the most part."

Taiyang had a faraway look in his eyes, while Summer hugged Ruby to her chest.

"Thank you...for telling us, Lily. It sounds like you've been through a hard time."

Lily nodded, wiping her eyes.

"Well, you know what they say. Never stop moving forwards."

Taiyang nodded, cobalt eyes studying Lily.

"Mmm. I heard you're a Dust researcher now. How are you finding that to be?"

Lily's eyes brightened, a small spark of contained madness appearing in them. She was careful not to become too excited though; if she went into her normal impassioned diatribe, she might let slip the 'M word', which would not go over well.

"It's amazing! I've always wanted to work with Dust, but there wasn't a market for it back in Hogsmeade. Ozpin has been kind enough to give me the position and I've already made some exciting discoveries. You see, I think most of the researchers out there are looking at Dust all wrong, trying to tease out its chemical composition, looking to change it or find out how it is formed. I, on the other hand, have concentrated on studying the waveforms of activated, base elemental Dust, looking at the rates of energy dispersion on an atomic level. According to the books Ozpin lent me, no one actually knows exactly how Dust interacts with elemental sources. I've spent a few days recording data with the help of my assistant and I think I'm pretty close to a breakthrough—"

Tai's eyes glazed over at the overload of information; he was rather strongly reminded of Bartholomew Oobleck, the History Professor who had started at Beacon this year. Actually, Lily Potter seemed to be speaking even faster than Oobleck usually did, if such a thing was even possible.

. . .

Millions of light years away, on the world known as Earth, in the country of Britain, Albus Dumbledore sat in his office, looking through the stack of parchment sheets on his desk. The last month and a half had not been kind to him. First, Lily Potter had gone missing with Harry in tow, and none of the tracking charms Dumbledore had used could find her (she really was the brightest witch of her age to evade him so). He had briefly considered using Fawkes to teleport to her, but had discarded that idea out of hand; Lily had still been in volatile state of mind, and he had imagined that she would need space to see the rightness of his path. Unfortunately, that decision came back to bite him when Lily Potter—a kind, somewhat shy Gryffindor—broke into Azkaban prison to rescue Sirius Black, a man who, by all accounts, she should hate for betraying her family!

It still utterly confused him. Why had Lily done such a thing? Dumbledore worried that perhaps she had been influenced. Perhaps the dark force that he had sensed within Harry Potter had already begun to affect the mother, twisting her mind until she sought out the very man who had betrayed her family. He wouldn't put it past Tom to do such a thing.

Dumbledore shook his head as he parsed through the pile. And to top everything off, Lily, Remus, Sirius, and young Harry had managed to escape from Azkaban and had managed to hide somewhere even Fawkes couldn't go. He shuddered to think of what eldritch protections Lily had erected in her fragile state of mind, what dark power she had contracted with to keep herself and her son out of his reach. Dumbledore grimaced; he should have known better than to give her her freedom. He should have dealt with her more firmly. And now, because he hadn't, the Boy-Who-Lived, the one who was destined to defeat Voldemort was gone. It was truly a blow for the Greater Good.

The Daily Prophet had ripped the Supreme Mugwump apart in a visceral manner, decrying his hand in the matter. Dumbledore had had to go before the editors for an interview, stating, unequivocally, that he had no idea where Lily was and that he had had no part in the escape attempt. The media storm still hadn't calmed down though, and Dumbledore knew it would take a long time for his reputation to recover.

Still, there were some small lights of hope. He had managed, through careful maneuvering, to acquire all of Lily's notes and research that had remained in Godric's Hollow. Hopefully they would give him some idea as to where Lily had gone.

Scanning a sheet of parchment, Dumbledore's craggy eyebrows raised. This...this was exactly what he was looking for.

"Lily Potter, October 5th. High Powered Portkey Version No. 4, Test 11."

A high powered protkey. So that was how she had done it. Dumbledore stroked his beard, a small smile appearing on his old face. Even unregistered Portkeys could be tracked, unlike Apparition. They had to be bound to a specific point in space, and with the right spells...well, suffice to say that Dumbledore found that his day was suddenly looking much better.


Ah, good old 'Greater Good' Dumbledore. The second most hated person in all of HP fanfiction, second only to the Queen Umbitch. Don't worry, Dumbledore isn't going to appear anytime soon to fuck shit up. This was just a little blurb to let you know that he is still alive and scheming, and will be making an appearance in Remnant in the future.

I hope you guys enjoyed this. I'm looking forwards to writing more about Tukson, he had such a small role but he seemed like a really interesting character.

Until next time, I've been Z.R. Stein, and you are awesome.