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….In the last frame of the strip, Remus and Sirius were beginning to kiss. On the mouth. With eachother!!....

"OH MY GOD!!!" Harry yelled.

"What? What is it?" Ron got up from the trunk. Harry's entire body was paralyzed and could only do as much as push the film strip into Ron's hands. Like his frozen friend, Ron went through the four frames individually and reacted in the same fashion. First a fond smile, a short laugh, and small chortle which swiftly dropped to absolute disgust and confusion, "Bloody HELL!"

"Oh give me that!" Hermione said snapping the strip away, and examined it with a serene smile, which changed into simple bemusement, "Well that explains a few things."

"Hermione, how does this explain anything?!" Ron yelled.

"What you two didn't guess?" Hermione asked as if the situation had been obvious.

"Well, you know, I came this close to making that call too," Ron started sarcastically, putting his thumb and forefinger at an absurd proximity, "But well, Lupin marrying Tonks, them having a kid, honestly it just threw me off!"

"Never mind how we didn't know, how did you?!" Harry finally snapped from his frozen state.

"Well, I never actually knew, I just sort of thought of it one day and it just made sense to me. I guess I thought, well your parents had each other, Harry, and Peter was a Death Eater, and it was only natural that Lupin had Sirius."

"Natural?" Ron hollered back, "what's natural about that at all!?"

"Why Ron, do you have something against homosexuals?" Hermione probed, rather amused.

"What no! Not really," Ron caught off guard and flustered by the question, "I mean I had a great uncle that was happily married to a hat. Honestly that's not the part that's got me bent out of shape with Remus."

"Well then what is it?"

"Well for starters…" Ron said in a huff of breath, "THERE'S A DEAD WOMAN WITH HIS NAME ON HER GRAVE, AND A BABY WITH HIS NOSE!"

"Ron makes a good point," Harry commented.

"I suppose that's where the memories come into play," Hermione said carefully, "Like you said, Ron, when you take out memories you can still remember the subject but in less detail. After Sirius's death Remus couldn't handle losing again so removed the memories and hid away everything else that Sirius was a part of. And so, with a not so muddled mind, Remus was able to fall in love with Tonks as a person."

"Ron, Hermione makes a good point as well," Harry put his two cents back into the conversation.

"Now, hang on just a second," Ron held up his hands as if in effort to actually stop time, "Hermione are you trying to tell me you reckon Lupin pulled an Amata?"

"A - what?"

"An Ama… oh bugger I forgot you don't know," Ron shook his head, remembering, scratching his head.

"Ron if you've got more secrets to tell, spill," Hermione said deadpan.

"Hermione, you should know, you translated it!"

"Ron, are you getting this from one of those stupid Fairytales?"

"Yeah and one of those Fairytales saved Harry's stupid life!"

"Ron, can you please tell me what an Anato is?" Harry was beginning to feel rather put out from the day.

"Alright, AMATA is a character in the Bard's tale Fountain of Fair Fortune, My personal favourite by the way," Ron grinned.

"Ron, please we can read the story later."

"Fine well, basically she and her companions are on a journey to find the fountain before its magic runs out. Amata wants to use the fountain's powers to get over the jerk she was in love with who dumped her. Along the way to the fountain, they're stopped by a river which says, 'Pay me in the Treasures of your past…' So Amata takes out her happy memories of the bloke she loved and lets the river take them away. Later she realizes how much the bad memories outweighed the good and what a right bastard the bloke was. Then she is ready to move on, falling for the studly Sir Luckless," Ron ended his abridged version of the story with a happy grin.

"Ron, I'm quite sure there was no ancient rune which translated to the word studly describing Sir Luckless in my book," Hermione rained immediately on his parade, "But yes. In this analogy I suppose Remus is the Amata to Tonks's Sir Luckless."

"Well at least you know what you're in for when you dive into those memories," Ron said trying to give him a bright side to look at.

"Brilliant…" Harry plucked the photostrip out of Hermione's hand and flicked it into Remus' school trunk, remembering filled with the familiar sense self-;pathing after finding a secret if this proportion.

They didn't talk much for the remainder of the day. They were happy to find no more hidden compartments in the rest of the flat. They had managed to fit all Lupin's things safety into Hermione's beaded Hand bag.

Thats right! just when everyone it wondering if lack of memory can lead to a new love life I pull the Bard out, and no one argues with the Bard

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