Alberta, Canada—

James Logan's point of view—

I got a really vague letter from Harry saying 'Here's Jonny. Ready or not here I come. Say hello to my little friend.' I don't know what it means. All I know it's from Harry. He probably mastered the art of vague letters with the help of Sirius. I know it's not Remus because he is the master of coded letters. Then Remy walks up to me which is a rare event. I guess he just got to work.

"What can I do for you Remy?" I asked

"I was wondering why you always got letters and not phone calls." He asked

Now, at this point on any other day, I would have told him to fuck off and mind his own damn business. But he's a mutant squib from Louisiana. I have to tell him. I looked down at the vague letter that Harry had sent me that morning.

"Remy I haven't told you everything about me and my past. There's things that you don't know about me. Things that will probably not look so good for me now. There's people you haven't met yet." I said

I could tell at this point that my Canadian voice was letting out hints of my British voice that I used in England. But I didn't care right now. I need to start opening up to more people and not just have Remus or Harry to talk to about those things.

I know I have written dozens of letters to Harry with stories about the shenanigans me, Sirius and Remus got up too at school and with the order. I also had told stories of Lily before she died.

"Remy, I grew up in… Remy, I lived in… Remy, I have a…"

But my voice stopped there. I couldn't do it. I couldn't tell one fucking squib about me and my past. About Lily. About Sirius or about Remus. I couldn't even say anything bad about Snape. What have I become? The great prongs wolverine can't tell his story at all.

Then someone bumped into me. I look down to see my son on the ground composing himself. I began to laugh at him. I knew he would come up with something to make me stop laughing but it would be a challenge and Harry knows it's a bad idea to challenge me.

Harry's point of view—

I finally got Canadian citizenship. I was so happy that Britain had no say in my life anymore. Now I was walking around a clearing that a logging company was happening in, trying to find my father. I was told he worked here as a logger. This is one of the proudest days in my life.

I always knew I was coming to live here but I didn't think I was coming before I finished my last year at Hogwarts. Now I have to live here was because of the stupid mutant thing wizard Britain brought up. They tried to get me and Hermione on board with it but we ran before the signings. They also tried to marry me to ginny and Hermione to Weasley.

It was only a matter of time before I got a visit from Remus. Because I remember him saying that he knew where Dad was. I hoped I had a little time before that happened. I knew that when Remus came here it would be to stop Sirius from doing anything stupid with Dad.

Then I bumped into someone. I fell onto my ass with a grunt. It really hurt. His stature was like solid rock. Wait a minute. Solid rock stature? Muscles? I quickly look up to see my father. He had a smirk on his lips. I could tell he was laughing by the way he was shaking his head.

"Laugh it up old man. Or I will tell Hermione not to make you anymore of her special and really special brownies or cookies (pot in them)." I challenged

I knew it was bad idea to challenge him like that seeing that Dad see's himself as my alpha but he stopped laughing.

"Oh, that's not cool." He said

Dad helped me up to my feet. We embrace each other in a hug. I know Dad never will admit it to anyone even me but he's clingy with me.

"Harry?" Dad asked

"Yes Dad." I replied

"Why are you here?" He asked

We released each other so I could answer him.

"Why can't I visit my old man without it being questioned?" I asked

"You found out that Wizard Britain hates mutants more then muggle borns and werewolves, didn't you?" Dad asked

Dad had a serious look on his face. Really he almost looked like Sirius. And I don't like all the seriousness Dad was giving off. I could almost taste it in the air

But, I lowered my head in submission and answered with a "Yes sir."

I knew when Dad wanted answers he got answers. And if I said no he would go to Remus for answers.

"And you yourself is a mutant, aren't you?" Dad asked

I kept my head lowered in submission and answered with another "Yes sir."

I knew Dad was proud that I got out of a difficult situation this time.

"Why haven't told me yet?" He asked

"My mutation is exactly like yours. You would have teased me about stealing more things from you knowing I was born like this. But I also was still trying to get used to it." I said

"You got a point cub. It took me forever for me to get used to mine." He said

Now I see someone standing behind Dad. Dad noticed and move like he was introducing us to each other.

"Remy this is my son Harry. Harry this pain in the ass I'd like to get rid of is Remy." Dad said

I shook Remy's hand. Something about Remy seems familiar.

"Harry, Remy is a mutant squib from Louisiana." Dad said

So Remy is a American squib in Canada. Interesting. Very interesting.

"Are you telling me that you're a wizard Logan?" Remy asked

"Yes Remy I am. I went to Hogwarts in Scotland." Dad said

Remy looked shocked would be the understatement of the century. Remy actually genuinely looked scared. I guess he heard what people in Britain are like. I would be scared too if I was born an American and found out that British people are mean and have shorter tempers then anyone else in the world.

Then I smelt him. I turned to see Remus and Sirius. Their here. I thought I had time to settle into my room.

London, England—

Remus's point of view—

Me and Sirius we sitting in the drawing room of Grimmauld Place. Well, I was sitting and Sirius pacing back and forth on the floor. We had found a goodbye note this morning from Harry and Hermione that had been delivered saying that they weren't in the country any more and by the time we would read it they would be citizens of America and Canada.

When I read this my eyes almost popped out of my head. Harry had found out about where James was. But the thing about Hermione confused me a little. I know she's not prejudice at all but why would she leave. But as I sat here watching Sirius pacing I began to think. I had over heard that Molly wants Hermione to marry Ronald.

I knew Hermione had a boyfriend in the states but I thought that had ended a while ago. I also had to make sure Sirius didn't know about James. Because if he did Sirius would demand proof. And I was the only one of us that knew his location. The funny thing was before I was found by Albus for teaching and the order reforming I was with James in Canada.

Flashback*

Harry came into my office. He looked distraught. I knew he didn't want me to leave the school but I had too otherwise there would be hell to pay. I was the first person to tell Harry that James was alive and a mutant. I also told Harry it was unsafe for James to have him. So at the beginning of the year Harry began to write James using the nickname Wolverine. Harry at least was happy getting to know his father like this.

"You've been sacked?" Harry asked

"No, I resigned my position because someone let slip the nature of my condition. And parents don't want someone like me teaching their children." I say

"If you are not teaching where will you go?" Harry asked

"Back to your fathers house. He was always welcoming to me." I say

"Of course he will be. His mutation is almost wolf like." Harry said with a smirk

I knew Harry meant it as a joke but he was right. James' mutation was almost wolf like. That was one thing James likes about it. He thought if no one knew about him, it was the perfect thing when we wanted to do an element of surprise on death eaters.

"Harry listen. You're a lot like your father. You both have a hero complex deeper then the ocean." I say

I could see the sadness in his eyes. Then I remember what Harry first said to me.

"Harry, when James first told me about his mutation, it was our first year and he said he could smell my wolf. Now you said the exact same thing when we first talked privately." I said

Now Harry looked interested. He smiled weakly as he remembered that day.

"Then I remember you asking if I was a farel mutant. And when I said yes that's when you told me about my father." Harry said

I remember that day perfectly. I had asked him to my office on the train ride here the night before because something about him smelt familiar. Almost too familiar.

End of flashback*

That's it. I'm leaving for Canada now.

"Where are you going?" Sirius asked

"I'm going to Canada. I know a guy that will find Harry and Hermione." I said

"Then I'm coming with you." Sirius said

"No you're not." I say

"YES I AM!" Sirius yelled

"FINE!" I yell

I stormed off to my room. I grabbed my bag of cloths that I kept in my closet. I stormed back downstairs to Sirius. I grabbed Sirius's arm and apperated to James's house. I quickly dump my bag into my room.

"Where are we?" Sirius asked

"Alberta, Canada." I said

I grabbed Sirius' arm again. I apperated to the clearing where James is working. I was really becoming annoyed with Sirius right now. I quickly found James and Harry. They were talking to whom I think is James' coworker.

"What are you two doing here?" James asked

"Ask this dipshit here. He wouldn't stay in Grimmauld Place earlier." I said pointing to Sirius

"Hey." Sirius said

"Harry how did you find out where James was here?" I asked

"When I was 15 I got a letter from Dad telling me his floo address. He asked me to come over when I can. So when they got me to Grimmauld Place I quickly flooed over to there." Harry said