Sorry I've taken so long. I was drawing a blank. Now that it is finally over I can start writing again. So, I guess I will finish what I've started. Sorry for the wait.

            Remus smiled as he watched the commotion outside his patio window. Ever since he had heard about the new rule concerning werewolves, he had started having visitors. He couldn't even leave his house at the moment. Hundreds of werewolves and their families had come to live in this forest in an attempt to save themselves and their kids.

            When they arrived, they hadn't known that they had arrived in the safest place out there. Like Sirius had thought, this place was protected. A sort of force field surrounded these trees. Unicorns grazed the yard, free of fear. And for good reason, the unicorns the force field. Luckily, the unicorns didn't seem to mind sharing with werewolves. In fact, they almost worshiped Remus.

            There was a war outside this force field. Werewolves didn't just surrender to others. Remus had heard all kinds of rumors about it. The werewolves, that were staying in hidden houses around his, had heard about the torture of there friends. Many Werewolves had died already. In this forest though, they could find refuge, they could be protected. Little did Remus know what was happening to his son.

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            Ron and the others were having problems trying to keep Harry hidden. The law had not only told of the killing of werewolves, but of there offspring as well. Therefore, in their minds, there friend was in danger as well.

            Harry was already in trouble though. He had gotten sick again with a disease like the one he had gotten that winter. The only cure was to bring his father, but then he might be seen. They didn't know if Remus was still alive.

            "What about the cloak?" Harry mumbled with what voice he had left.

            "Well, we have nothing left to lose, I guess." Hermione sighed.

            "If we don't try, we'll lose him. Sure, the disease goes away quickly, with Remus's help, but here it might kill him!" Ron whispered, signaling to Harry who had fallen asleep with a sigh. He was exhausted and had been having trouble breathing.

            "Why shouldn't we?" Sirius asked as he held the sleeping boy.

            "What if Remus has been captured?"

            "I get the feeling that place is protected by something. An Remus wouldn't give up without a fight."

            "Then let's get to it!" Sarah turned from a cat to a human in a second and was gone.

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            As the friends adjusted to there new surroundings and Ron folded up the cloak, Sirius looked around in the house that seemed deserted. He went to a window and signaled the others to come and look. Remus's yard was covered with children playing tag, and he could see tents and couples farther back. What was going on here? Where was his best friend?

            Suddenly laughter filled the room as a door was flung open and a little boy cam running in, being chased by, none other than Remus. The man grabbed the boy and held him as he began to squirm.

            "What are you guys doing here?" He asked out a breath.

            "Looking for you." Sarah smiled in relief. Just seeing his smile made her relax. "What's happening to him?" She pointed at the unconscious boy.

            "When did this happen?" His face had turned worried.

            "After he heard that his 'father'," Sarah smiled at him, "was in danger."

            "Not again…"Remus muttered and shook his head. "Well, he can sty in the room he stayed in last time." Remus picked his son up like he weighed nothing and signaled for the others to follow.

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            "What is going on here?" Sirius signaled at a group of people setting up camp.

            "They've come to seek shelter." Remus sighed.

            "You mean to say, they are all werewolves?!" Hermione asked in shock, there were hundreds!

            "And their families." Remus nodded.

            "What are you going to do about them, the ministry is bound to find out?" Ron asked.

            "I think they already have, but they can't come in." Remus was staring outside a window with a smile, "Look."

            As the others looked up the sky began to sparkle and then shimmer. A sort of shield began to take form.

            "Is it there all the time?" Sirius asked in wonder. How had he gotten in?

            "All the time." Remus nodded.

            "How'd I get in then? And how did they?"

            "The unicorns that graze here control it, they decide who is friend and who is foe. If they didn't want you in here, they wouldn't have let you."

            Sirius remembered seeing a unicorn run by him as he first adventured to this house, and then again when he had brought Harry. At the time, he had thought it a coincidence. But now, it seemed to make sense.

            "They can't all stay here though, more are coming." Remus shook his head, "Even I have to leave the forest to get supplies. It's like they are trying to starve us out."

            The forest was totally quiet. It seemed that everyone had gone to sleep until they heard gun shots from all around them. Sirius winced. They were firing at the force field.

            "They do it every night. It's almost like watching fireworks. You know the fire won't kill you so why not watch it? We know the bullets can't get past the barrier, so why not listen and ponder it?" Remus asked quietly, as if meditating, "but he can't stay here forever." He walked away, leaving the others to think about what he had said in silence.

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            "We've got to do something." Sirius muttered as Sarah sat with him staring at the stars. "Sure, Harry is better now, but he needs his father all the time."

            "You know they hate werewolves at the ministry."

            "And we need to show them that werewolves aren't bad. They are people too."

            Well, what do you suggest?"

            "I'm thinking…"

            "You shock me sometime." Sarah muttered, getting a smile out of her brother.

            "It's amazing, isn't it?" He grinned and walked out of the room, "See you in the morning."

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            The little boy that Remus had been chasing came into Harry's room and jumped on the bed that Harry was sitting on.

            "Hi, my name is David! What is yours?" The boy's curiosity shone in his tiny face. He tilted his head to one side.

            "Harry," Harry whispered, not wanting to wake the others.

            The little boys blue eyes widened as he exclaimed, "Your Mr. potter's son!" Harry smiled slightly and nodded. Great, now he was famous for something else.

            "What's going on in here?" Remus asked as he picked the goy up and flung him over his shoulders.

            Harry laughed, "Nothing at all."

            "David, you rascal, your parents have been looking all over for you!" He said as he turned back and forth making the little boy laugh. "In the living room." He whispered before putting the boy down and watching him run off.

            Harry smiled, "He's a werewolf?"

            Remus nodded, " Just like a normal person, but once a month."

            "Unbelievable."

            Sirius and Sarah are up to something. I can't seem to end this… (Shakes her head) Oh well,  I will sometime..

            -Person within the beast