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Chapter 9
1983
That same night
Godric's Hollow
Lily found herself thoughtful and picking at her dinner. Alex making happy sounds of delight as he hate his cut up chicken and fries. The little boy was not the focus of the dinner table. Having come over often since Harry had been taken from them, Sirius and Remus were there as well.
Both men as well as James had noticed the unusual quietness of the red headed woman and were admittedly concerned.
"Lily?"
Startled at the sound of her name, food flew up and went all over the place, much to Alex's delight. The little boy giggling with amusement, you can see him looking up with bright hazel eyes wanting more.
"Oh..." Going to clean up her mess, Lily pays no attention. James nodding to Remus, and Sirius the two other men, take their plates of food along with little Alex into another room. Cries of laughter follow only moments later as both men set about distracting the little boy.
"Lils...what is it?"
The red headed woman paused as she heard her beloved husband's voice. Pausing in mid wipe down, she simply shakes her head. "It's nothing..."
"Lily Blossom...if it was nothing this would not have happened." He smiled gently as he gestured to the mess. "Now what is going on?"
Giving a small sigh, she told him of running into the old woman and her grandson. Listening intently, the same puzzled expression crosses his features at the old woman's words.
"She said for us to learn Occulemency?"
Nodding her head, Lily looked up at him in confusion. "She said someone needed the help that only you and I could give."
Discussions continuing on for a while, neither of them notice that silence has reined golden for a moment as both Sirius and Remus had paused to listen. The latter of which was trying to pull the other back.
Still they could not help but to listen. The same puzzled expressions on their features, neither one notices
"Say Remus...don't you already know it?"
"Somewhat..." The shifter replied. "It's more Moony doesn't like people invading what he perceives to be his domain." The brown haired man replied. The Werewolf part of him, making itself known as if to confirm with a flash of golden eyes...
Having done plenty of research into his furry half growing up, it was discovered that whereas Remus was open. Moony would be one who was more territorial, more pack orientated. It is why over the years, that the young man when he was at Hogwarts friends would get them out of trouble before it even happened.
Not that it mattered when it was found out...but still he prevented many a detention right away.
"Why don't you go then?" Sirius stated quietly. "With everything that has happened to them..."
Hearing the quiet longing in his voice, Remus agrees to go and visit the Longbottom residence. He knows that he and his friends could not take losing Alex as they had been forced to give up Harry. The loss of both boys would break them all.
"All right I will."
"If it helps I do remember the Longbottoms..."
"From the Order, I know." The shifter replied quietly. "To be honest I am surprised they don't remember."
"Considering all that has happened. Can you blame them?" Sirius responded. "Told to give up Harry. Alex is a walking target for old Voldy's minions. They have a right to be kind of paranoid. Hell I am!"
Shaking his head, as a smile crosses his lips in understanding; Remus gently coaxes his own godson out of his arms, and passes him to Sirius. The auror nodding his head, the werewolf quietly leaves the Potter Home.
Minutes after his departure, the parents come out, to find Alex and Sirius alone. Sharing a look with his best friend, James understands and is grateful as the little boy they have left reaches out for his mother's touch.
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As the Potters and Sirius Black try to maintain something of happiness, Remus hopes that whatever puzzling cryptic message Augusta Longbottom has could be explained better.
Having stopped to ask for directions to it from a puzzled Moody, the shifter came up with the excuse of setting up a play date between Alex and Neville. The old auror looking at him, through the weird eye, he had simply grunted and shared where the Longbottom manor was.
Thanking him, Remus proceeded to leave and eventually about 15 minutes later arrived there. And that's when his wolf side started shifting around his side mind like crazy. Obvious confusion on his features, he can feel himself being thrown for a loop as a house elf appears in front of him.
"Comes Sir! Mistress and the Young Master says you will dos!"
Oblivious to the fact the elf, has latched onto him or even its words, he appears within the elegant home. Feeling a little bit out of it, as a scent that is all too familiar seems to permeating the air. It is side by side with a second one that is almost identical to the taste according to a very confused wolf and the instincts that didn't know to be relaxed...
Or to scream in joy...
"I was expecting the Potters, but my guest assures me you are trustworthy as well. You are lucky he was looking outside when you had arrived outside my home Mr. Lupin or else I would have not let you in."
"How did you know my name?" The shifter replied in confusion as he takes her hand. That same scent, one that screams Alex to his senses surrounding her, Remus and Moony both did not like the confusion this was bringing them.
"I can't tell you as of yet. But tell me...do you know Occlumency?"
"Not really..." He mutters honestly as he kindly takes the seat offered to him. "You see...I..."
"Am a werewolf." Augusta replied, much to Remus's surprise. A look of surprise at the fact this elderly woman knows, she smiles. "My guest has told me many things Mr. Lupin and do not worry. I will not tell. You seem like a good and honest man."
Relieved to hear her words, Remus finds himself liking the kindly woman with a bright and clever smile about her. Therefore repeating to the kind hearted old woman, what he had explained to Sirius, Augusta nods her head and listens. Her interest peaked in it, she smiles in delight at the idea of Moony biting at anyone who dared intrude within what her perceives his.
"So your furry self will protect your mind?"
"Yes...may I ask what this is all about? And why only Lily and James could give help that surely someone else can give like..."
"Dumbledore?" Augusta gave a little frown. "No... my guest does not even want to be anywhere near the old windbag, and I do not blame him one bit for it. Let me say that I through him had gained some information that Dumbledore is responsible for...something that could change us all."
"But what does that have to do with all of us?"
"How shall I say it...?" Augusta said quietly. "Even I was surprised with what my young guest had told me, but did you know that Albus Dumbledore was an accomplished Legillimens?" She said softly as she called for Nippy.
The said little being arriving as she awaits her answer, the house elf gives a cheerful nod and apperates to go wherever she is being sent to.
"No...I did not." Remus said quietly as he begins to wonder. "Still though what does that have to deal with the Potters."
"It is because of me and my brother Uncle Moony..." Replied a male voice, that is somewhat young and yet familiar to him. That same scent, which still is in the air, is one that he associates with only one person becoming considerably stronger as footsteps could be heard.
Turning around, Remus's eyes widen at the sight before him. Tall like his father in looks and the fact that Moony judges him his cubling, was a red headed youth. Bright hazel eyes looking into the flashing golden brown of his own...
Was Alexander Potter...a several years OLDER Alexander Potter.
"Alex?"
"Yeah it's me..." The teen replied.
"But..how...I just...I mean..." Remus muttered out as he sat back down. "I need a drink..."
"Heres yous go Sir." Nippy replied cheerfully as she places a cup of hot chocolate in his hand. "Master Alex figured yous might want that once he saws yous outside." Turning to the others in the room, Nippy bows and apperates once more to return to her charges, intent on keeping both entertained as best she could.
Calming down as he just continues to look at the young man in front of him, Remus can't help but wonder why an older version of his godson was here. Finishing his cup, he places it to the side only to find himself tackled to the floor in a desperate hug,
"I missed you...I missed all of you so much."
"Cub..." Remus worded softly. The instincts of Moony arising in combination with his own humanity, arms find themselves being wrapped around in comfort. Holding on tightly to the now young man in front of him, he looks to Augusta who seems to be smiling with tears in her eyes.
Eventually though they separate and sit down along with the old woman. Alex looking to Augusta from some advice, the elderly woman smiles softly. "You must...if what you have told me of your dear godfather here Alex, he might come understand what has happened."
"Alex...what happened? Why are you here? You should know judging your age about the rules of time travel...you can not be seen! And even then...how far have you traveled and why haven't you seen your parents!"
"I know Uncle Moony...it's just...I don't know how to explain. But to start with Voldemort won...or he will win..."
Paling Remus shakes his head in denial. He looks at his godson with shock. "How...I mean you killed him. Albus said so."
"That's where you are wrong Mr. Lupin." Augusta said softly as a deep sadness overwhelms the young man before him. Her voice was taking over as she offers a gentle squeeze of reassurance. "It is the main reason why Alex came back to this time... You see apparently...Dumbledore was wrong. Alex was not the savior. And he can't help the real one without the help of all of you and convince Dumbledore at the same time."
Looking at his godson, expecting the youth to deny it, Remus finds the quiet and painful truth to the elderly woman's words being reflected in Alex's gaze.
"Then who..." He starts to whisper, but a dawning realization appearing on his features as he looks at the youth. "Is it Neville?"
"No...It's not my grandson. If it was I think he would have been safe in coming to all of you to help me. But I think a part of you already knows. Who it is."
"Not H...Harry?!"
"Yes." The red headed youth replied softly. "And because I haven't returned back to my own time. The danger for him is not over yet."
"What do you mean...Harry is safe isn't he?" Remus said quickly. "When Dumbledore had your parents give him up, whether they liked it or not. They only did so, on the promise that he would place Harry with someone who would love him."
A bitter look crossing his features, the young man says one name that makes Remus crack the armrest of the couch he sits upon with his bare hand.
"Dursleys..."
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Elsewhere and in a place un-plottable during that time period, the same bright light emerges as it had done within Hogwarts. Within it, two figures that are as unconscious as the one who previously arrived in such a fashion lay within.
Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini have arrived...
