Hi there!! ^^ Erm... I don't really know what to say... This si the first fic in English I'm uploading here, so... I'm a stranger for you all *lol* Besides, English is not my Mother tongue, so it means that it's awful, so forgive my many mistakes ^___^

about the fic... well, I have no idea about the end. Yeah, I'm serious... I don't know what's gonna happen... I've only written chapters 1 to 4, and well... things are getting interesting.

Other thing I have to say, it has James/Sev and Sirius/Remus, so I had no idea where to place it *lol* The main idea was James/Snape (for my friend Isilme) so I've placed it here ^__^

Also, this fic was inspired in "Yami no Matsuei", so... heehee! (thanks Isilme for showing me my sweet love Hisoka!! *lol*)

Disclaimer: it's worthless, but well... they all belong to the luckiest woman in the world, Rowling... ¬¬

Thanks: to my beloved Beta Katrina!! Thanks for helping me hon! You know I love you!!

Archive: here, SnitchFiction when it decides to work again, Untouchable secrets (Isilme's site) and Full Moon Dreamers (my R/S site ^__^)

Dedications: erm... Isilme, obviously, and Katrina! Also Abbey if she feels the sudden need of have a look ^^ And also, for those people who have the time to read this ^^

Hope you like it!! Please, I need feedback!! Please I really need it!!!

Gin & Hisoka

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Chapter 1 – Prologue

"I can't do it... I just can't..."

"You have to do it. That's why you're here".

"But he's the only one who –"

"That's not the reason. I know why you don't want to go there. The reason is –"

"They are there... all of them... They'll see me".

"Not they. He."

"I can't".

"Go there and tell him it's his time to die".

* * *

"Professor?"

Remus looked back. He saw Harry's little face glaring at him shyly. He smiled back at the boy, and motioned him to come in.

"Morning," said Harry, smiling slightly.

"Morning, Harry", repeated Remus in a funny way. "Is that all you have to say?"

Harry blushed and looked down. How was he going to ask him about... love? He didn't know anything about Professor Lupin. He didn't even know if he had a wife, a family or what, but probably not. Harry doubted that 15 years ago, somebody would see a werewolf as a normal person.

"Harry?" Asked Remus again, putting a brand new shirt on. Harry could see the scars of too many full moons.

"Erm..."

"What? Come on, tell me. You know you can count on me".

"I... I need advice..."

"Advice? About what?"

"Love," babbled Harry, looking down again.

"Harry," said Remus smiling. "I haven't heard what you've just said but, by the look in your face... is it love?" Harry swallowed hardly. Was it so easy to know? Remus laughed and came closer to Harry. "You have it written in your face, Harry," he said taking a seat, motioning Harry to do the same. "And who is she?"

"WHAT HAPPENED!!??"

Remus left the room as soon as he heard that scream. Harry followed. Both of them had a puzzled look on their faces. They saw McGonagall grabbing Professor Snape by the arm and a broken mirror on the floor. Snape had a furious look on his face, but Remus could feel he was scared to death.

"What's going on?" asked Lupin.

"That's what I would like to know," McGonagall said, confused. "Why did you do that, Severus?"

"That mirror..." said Snape. "That mirror... he was there! He was in the mirror!!"

"Who was in the mirror?" Asked McGonagall, even more confused.

"But it could not be," Severus went on. "He's... he's not here, he's..."

"Who's he?" asked Remus, with his hand on Harry's shoulder.

"James... Potter," answered Severus.

* * *

Harry took a seat and closed his eyes, covering his face with both hands. He felt a hand caressing his rebellious hair.

"Don't worry Harry," said Hermione. "They're with Dumbledore now. They'll find out what's wrong with that mirror".

"There's nothing wrong with that mirror!" Bellowed Harry. Hermione stepped back, scared, and sat next to Ron, who held her.

"Harry," said the red-haired boy. "Relax, ok? Your father is dead. Snape must have been delirious. Wait till Lupin comes".

There was a sound coming from the Gryffindor Common Room. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were up in the boys' dorm.

"Harry," called a voice.

"Upstairs, Professor!" Answered Harry.

The door opened, letting Remus in. He closed the door and stood there, looking around.

"What did Dumbledore say?" Urged Harry.

"What? Oh... yes...". Lupin moved towards the window. Hermione could see he had his eyes closed, and a grimace of pain on his young face. "He's ill. We didn't want to disturb him,"

"Ill?" Asked Hermione, worried.

"Yes," answered Remus, quietly. "Just a flu. It's nothing to worry..."

"What!?" Exclaimed the girl. "At his age, flu can kill him!!" She sounded desperate and really frightened, but Remus took her hands, smiling kindly.

"Don't worry," he said. "Trust me, ok? Everything's going to be alright. He's way better than he was yesterday. Poppy is taking care of him. Actually," he said, turning to the boys. "McGonagall talked to him about that. All he said was that probably James has something to do, same as the rest of the ghosts here".

Harry looked at Ron and Hermione. That made sense. But then, why did Snape see his dad? Only Snape and nobody else. And through a mirror...

"Well, it's dinner time," Remus said. "You should eat something, the three of you, ok?"

They nodded. When Ron and Hermione left, hand in hand, Harry turned to Remus. "Have you heard about Sirius lately?" The boy asked.

Remus blinked, surprised by the question. "Why?" He asked back. "I'm not in touch with him..."

"Dumbledore told him to go to your house..."

"He never came," answered Lupin, confused. "It's ok, go to the Great Hall and have a nice dinner".

* * *

"Don't approach me... don't come close to me... stay away..."

Remus stepped back. He was in Snape's dungeon. The Slytherin Head was in a kind of shock: he was trembling nervously and sweating because of the vision.

"Snape..."

"Don't talk to me!" Severus shouted. "I... I could hear your voice in my head... I... I heard you... who the hell are you?"

"Snape, listen to me..."

"NO WAY!!"

"SNAPE, FOR GOD'S SAKE!"

Snape glared at Remus. He had never seen him so angry, so furious. He tried to stop trembling, and looked at Lupin.

"Listen, I don't know what the hell you're talking about. I didn't talk to you when I found you in the corridors; I just asked you what had happened! And now, I'm here just to ask you about who you have seen, if that's ok!"

Snape pressed his lips. He took a hanky and passed it all over his face. Then took a seat and looked at Remus again.

"I saw James..." he muttered. "He was walking right behind of me... I saw him through the mirror..."

"Was he as the Bloody Baron and Sir Nicholas... you know, in black and white?"

"Coloured. When I looked back he wasn't there..."

"You know what kind of ghosts look like real people, don't you?"

Snape gave him a worried look, and his face turned even paler.

* * *

"He's come back as a Fallen Angel, hasn't he?" Said Snape.

Dumbledore blinked. He tried to think, but he couldn't. He was unable to believe that James Potter was a Fallen Angel.

"Death Angels," muttered Remus. "Commonly known as Fallen Angels... their only purpose is to let someone know his time has come..."

"But... there is another kind of ghost, am I right, Albus?" Asked McGonagall. Remus looked at her. His eyes wide open. "And they also look like normal people," she went on. "But I don't remember their name, I have never seen one..."

"That's their job," Remus added, "not to let anyone know they're dead".

"Do you know their name?" Minerva asked.

"Hope Knights," said Dumbledore, walking around. "But you can see them. As Remus said, that's their job. They protect people. And Snape didn't see James, only a reflection of him".

"Death Angels are not to be seen," Lupin said. "Only those who...," he glanced at Severus, doubting. "Only those who are about to die".

"I'm not going to die!" Snape bellowed. "I know you want me dead, but I won't give you that pleasure!"

"Gentlemen, please," said Dumbledore, with a sigh. "Stop your childish behaviour, Severus."

Snape frowned, and gave Remus a dirty look. In that moment, an owl passed through the open window of Dumbledore's office. The Headmaster took the envelope the snowy owl was carrying. He read it slowly, and turned to Lupin.

"Remus," he said. "You have a guest in your room."