ACHIEVEMENT! I managed to get a chapter up on a Wednesday. This chapter is a little boring, but it's also majorly important to the plot, so make sure you don't forget the little details in the very last part.

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Chapter Ten

Silena stared at her mate as he raged around the room. Caspian's hands were pulling at his hair, and he was pacing back and forth from one wall of their bedroom to the other. At the rate Cas was going, he would wear a hole in the carpeting. Skipper spared a small glance for the letter in her hands. When Harry had first handed it to her, it had been neatly folded and lay perfectly flat when she had opened it. There had been no hint to what was going to be inside of the letter.

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Cortez-Lupus,

It had started off simply enough. Skipper had been slightly confused by it at first. Everyone she and Cas knew addressed them just by Skipper and Cas, or Silena and Caspian in a more formal setting. Even when they didn't know the person addressing them, it was always Mr. and Mrs. Lupus. Never had Caspian's human last name ever been added before. Skipper had been baffled by the address, and she hadn't liked it.

The next few lines were fairly simple.

My name is Draco Malfoy. I'm sorry for not being able to meet you in person, but it would be too dangerous for all of us. I realize you're probably both very confused by this, so I'll try to explain a little about myself before I jump into anything. I' attend Hogwarts in Slytherin House. My father's name is Lucius Malfoy, and my mother's name is Narcissa. They were both Death Eaters in the war against You-Know-Who, and when he rises again they will support him. I don't support You-Know-Who. I don't believe in what he stands for.

It had all been so simple. Of course, Skipper knew who the Malfoys were. One couldn't step foot into the wizarding world without knowing who those bigots were. Dani had often had political battles against Lucius Malfoy for werewolf rights. The man was dead-set on getting all werewolves kicked out of the country. Skipper hadn't known the name of the son, but she knew the ages fit. Although, she was rather shocked the boy didn't agree with his parents ideals.

You probably don't believe me, but it's true. There are some other things you should know about me as well. I'm a werewolf. I was born, though, not bitten. Now, you're probably thinking, Lucius Malfoy's son, a born werewolf? (That had been exactly what Skipper was thinking.) Truth is, he's not my dad, and Narcissa's not my mum. For the longest time, I thought they were my parents. Yeah, I didn't believe it when I first heard it either, but I overheard my parents talking to McNair, another Death Eater, about how You-Know-Who had kidnapped me from my parents and wiped their memories clean of me entirely.

The real question Skipper had had, was how come she hadn't seen this happening. No matter what, she saw every major event that happened in the werewolf community through her gift. There were no ways known to Skipper of being able to bypass her gift. Had someone managed it, or was the boy lying. Skipper was compelled to believe the latter, until, of course, she read the next part of the note.

This is probably getting less and less believable for you both, but bare with me, please. McNair and Father were talking in the office, and I just so happened to overhear. They were talking about ways to get around a seer's visions. McNair suggested applying another obliviate to the seer, but Father said that only worked because they erased the seer's memories of the entire topic, including the vision. My interest had been captured at this point, so I stayed to listen more as Father described kidnapping a child and obliviating the parents and everyone else in the house before leaving so they had no memory of the child at all. The mother of the child was the seer.

The letter had just gotten weirder from that point on. Skipper was the only werewolf seer she had ever heard about, and Dani knew practically every werewolf in the United Kingdom. But Skipper didn't have a child. Would someone truly be able to obliviate of every memory of her child, of getting pregnant, of giving birth? Would they be able to destroy Caspian and Dani's memories, and Remus' as well. If what the boy was saying was true, and he was a baby when he was taken, then Remus would still have been living with them.

I heard Father talking about the pensieve memories he had retrieved for You-Know-Who, so I snuck into his study that night after everyone had gone to bed and viewed the memories. I recognized myself as the baby they had kidnapped from pictures of me Mother had shown me. I didn't know who my parents were, though. It wasn't until the last memory when I heard Lucius say your names that I realized who you were.

Skipper had wanted to cry after she had finished that paragraph. She had no memory of having a child, but according to the letter Draco Malfoy was her son. Was that possible? For years, she and Cas had been trying for a child, but she had never fallen pregnant. Did they really have a son somewhere out there?

I've sent the pensieve memories along with this letter. Please watch them and write back to me. I really want to meet you.

Sincerely,

Draco Cortez-Lupus

"Cas?" Skipper asked. "Do you think it's real?"

"Of course it's not!" Caspian snapped, his voice nearly a shout. "What would make you think this could possibly be real?"

"It makes sense, though," Skipper said. "The obliviation. It could be real. Why would the boy lie about this?"

Cas sneered at the floor, doing his best not to direct his anger at Skipper. "I don't know. Maybe because he's a Death Eater in training. I can't believe this, Sil. This is obviously some plot by Lucius Malfoy to lull us into a sense of security."

"Can we at least see the memories?" Skipper asked. "What if it is real and we're leaving this kid, our kid, to an awful life with the Malfoys?"

Cas looked into Skipper's eyes, and all his anger drained out of him. The beautiful cobalt blue orbs were glistening with unshed tears, and his mate's bottom lip was trembling. Cas knew how much Skipper wanted a kid. He wanted one so badly himself, but, even if this was true, he didn't know if he'd be able to trust the kid.

"I think you should watch them."

Cas and Skipper both looked to the door. Dani was leaning against the frame, fingering a lock of red hair. She smiled sadly at both of them.

"If there's even a chance that that boy is yours, you need to make sure." Dani stood up straight. "And if he's really a werewolf, especially a born one, we have full rights to him. We'll take him in if he is one, even if he's not your kid."

"You're right," Skipper said. She rose from the bed, picking up the little glass vials of memories that had been resting next to her. "Come on, Cas."

Skipper was full on crying when she exited the last memory. Caspian had constipated look on his face as he tried to process what he had just seen. His hands were constantly clenching and unclenching as he tried to reign in his emotions. Skipper was having no luck in doing so. Dani just stood and watched her friends sadly.

"We're getting our son back," Cas growled out. He turned pure amber eyes to Dani. His fangs had elongated, and his nails turned to claws. Man and wolf had become one. "If I have to destroy all of Wiltshire to get him back, I will."

"I wouldn't expect any less from you," Dani replied. She placed a soothing hand on Skipper's shaking shoulder. "But right now you need to take care of your mate, cub. She needs you. We'll make plans to get your son back. I want Fenrir in on this first. It might not have just been Voldemort that was doing the planning."

"We have a son." Skipper's voice was choked. It was the first thing she'd said since they entered the first memory, Death Eater's arriving at the manor and taking the sleeping six month old boy. "They took my baby boy." A fresh wave of tears went down Skipper's cheeks.

Caspian was across the room in a moment, his features returning completely back to that of a human. "It's okay, love," he whispered in his wife's ear as he wrapped his large arms around her. "We'll get him back. We'll bring him back home where he's safe."

Dani smiled sadly at the pair. She turned to leave the room. Another crime wizard-kind had made against her people. she quietly shut the door behind her. Daniella let a cruel grimace cross her face. She knew Voldemort would be rising again, and, when he did, he would fear her wrath for even thinking to put a wedge in the middle of her pack.

Remus sat down in the chair across Dumbledore's desk. He glared at the old man as he offered Remus lemon drops.

"I'd rather not, if it's all the same, Dumbledore. I'm dieting, you see."

Dumbledore had the nerve to chuckle, the old coot. Remus clenched his fists and stared down at them.

"Of course, dear boy," Dumbledore said. "I just wanted to check up on you. How have you been?"

"Awful," Remus deadpanned. "Why am I really here?"

"I'm just making sure you haven't been in contact with Harry Potter or any of your old pack mates."

Remus internally cringed at the mention of his old pack, though, he made sure to remain stoic on the outside. His mind screamed at the mere glimpsing mention of Dani. He missed his mate so much. His wolf howled in pain at the mention of her. He missed Cas and Skipper too. His entirely family was gone because of this man. And then there was little Harry Potter. Harry was the son of one of Remus' best wizard friends. The boy would be turning twelve soon, about to start his second year of Hogwarts. Remus hadn't seen him since the Potters went into hiding.

"I haven't seen any of them, as per our agreement." Remus' eyes widened in fear for a moment. Why would Dumbledore be asking after all these years? "Why?" he asked frantically. "I swear I haven't seen them. You don't need to hurt them."

"Relax, dear boy," Dumbledore said calmly. "They're safe, for now. I was just making sure."

Remus fell back into his chair. For years now, he had been scared witless about his mate and their pack. The first time Dumbledore had threatened Daniella, Remus hadn't taken it seriously. Dani was the strongest person he knew; there should've been no way she could get hurt. Then, wizards had attacked their pack, and Dani had been put in a coma for two weeks. As soon as she was up and walking again, Remus left.

He made an Unbreakable Vow with Dumbledore the very night he left. Remus would put his complete effort into helping Dumbledore in any way possible in exchange for his mate's and their pack's life.

"And Harry?" Dumbledore asked.

"What about him?" Remus asked. His heart was still racing at the threat to his mate. He wished he could hold her in his arms again. If there was a way to make sure Dumbledore couldn't hurt the pack, Remus would have returned years ago. As it was, he had to keep them safe.

"Have you seen him?"

"Not in almost eleven years." Remus picked at a loose thread in his pants. "Is there something you need, Dumbledore?"

"Not at the moment, no," Dumbledore said. "But I do believe I'll be needing to call in a rather large favor within a year. You may go now, Remus."

Remus rose from his chair without a word. He went to the Floo and threw some powder in. Some days, he wished he wasn't a wizard.

Y'all remember that last section. It's important.