NOTES TO REVIEWERS:

Ali: Thanks!

Melissa Renee: Eh, so was I! I had no idea where the story was going when I started it.. it's odd you know?

Redheaded-punk: *smirks evilly*

Jessi Black: I'm writing, believe me! For two hours straight stuff came and came and came!

The Dark Elfy Chick: See, if I knew what cannon was I'd be super glad ;) I think it's like the opposite of a Mary-Sue right?? If that's it then yes, I try very hard!

George is hot *coughIagree*-MrsMoony: CONTINUING I AM! :D

Rowenna: OoO, I was worried that I had spelled it wrong! Damn! See Barnes and Nobles hates me, *grumbles something about Barnes and Nobles being evil bastards* Well, they never sent me the book and I still have yet to get it, so on a really long car ride I made my dad stop over and buy the book on tape b/c I couldn't take it anymore. So I only listened to it. I would have much rather read it but eh, it's better than nothing! Thanks for your wonderful comments!

A L I T T L E N O T E: Hehee, I got reviews. I'm so happy. The last two of my fics kind of flopped, this is the most reviews I've ever gotten on the first chapter *shows what a wonderful author I am*((sarcastic)). Well here it is, y'all were so excited to get this chapter so I decided to start it last night. I typed for two and half hours straight. I only had the basis for this plot when I started and then Remus took on a life of his own. It was odd. very odd. He did that in my first MWPP fic. Hmm, I'll have to watch out for Moony now won't I?

R A T I N G: I am rating this PG-13 for angst and some scary moments. I didn't think that it was that scary, but eh, you never know.

D I S C L A I M E R: I am not JK Rowling. is that enough for you?

C H A P T E R T W O- Halloween

Remus ran his fingers through his hair once more. Harry looked at his old professor oddly, he didn't remember him ever doing that before. He shrugged it off and waited for Remus to begin.

"Harry," Remus coughed, this was going to be harder than he thought. "Harry, first off, I'm not Remus Lupin." Harry almost dropped the mirror. Of course he knew that in the wizarding world you could never be too careful, but one of his most trusted friends? "I mean, I am Remus Lupin but not how you think I am," he nervously dragged his fingers through his locks again, for the fourth time that afternoon. He'd have to break the habit all over again.

"What? If your not Remus Lupin than who are you, and what?" Harry said, more confused by the second. Remus gave him a weak smile, this was going to be difficult to explain.

"You see, Voldemort was after everyone who posed a threat to him, and everyone who didn't really. But he didn't stop until they were good and dead. You know the story of the four founders of Hogwarts. And you know that Gryffindor and Slytherin had their little, er, fight. The fight for the castle lives on, the heirs are prophesized to continue it for centuries, and well I am living that prophecy. In a way. It's a little known fact that the last remaining descendents of the founders were still at it years later. You already know that Tom Riddle, Voldemort, is Slytherin's heir. But who were the others? Few people really know, and that's a good thing. Well, Ravenclaw's last remaining heir has been dead for years, since I was in school. Hufflepuff and Gryffindor are all that stands in the way of complete take over, ultimately that is," Remus took a breath and looked at Harry for a moment. Harry was wondering where this was going, he had heard most of this before and he wanted to know the reason for the tears that were brimming his old professors eyes.

"Anyway, you know of your prophecy, but there are others and one of them concerns the four founders and Hogwarts. See it says that one of the four founders will prevail over the school, allowing whatever they want to be taught there and whoever to be admitted," Remus waited while Harry opened his mouth to speak.

"But Lupin, with Dumbledore there Voldemort wouldn't dare," but Remus interrupted him.

"No Harry. Did you ever notice that Dumbledore is getting on in years? He's not going to be around much longer and he is preparing all of us in the Phoenix for when he's gone. The heirs are going to be all that's left and right now, the Hufflepuff heir, you know her but I shall give no names, you and I."

It took a moment for Harry to register what Lupin was saying. It was crazy, if he was hearing correctly that would mean that not only was he the heir of Gryffindor but he was directly related to Remus Lupin, "W-what are you saying, sir?"

Remus continued, "Harry I am saying that you and I are the last remaining heirs of Gryffindor. It is no mistake that Voldemort came after your mother and I three times, it is no mistake that that prophecy just happened to be about my son, it is no mistake that he tried to kill me and you."

"Your mental," Harry gasped, looking down into the mirror, fear in his eyes. Remus couldn't be his father, everyone said how much he looked like his father, who was JAMES POTTER, not Remus Lupin, he didn't even look remotely look like Remus. "You can't be my father, you just can't!"

Remus couldn't help but smile, he had been expecting this, "Harry, listen to me for a second. My name is not Remus Lupin, my name is James, Harry I'm your father. Not Remus, Remus is, he's," Remus/James trailed off, his eyes suddenly dark and lonely. "Dead, he's dead," there it was said.

"BUT YOUR STANDING RIGHT THERE!" Harry yelled, here he was looking at Remus Lupin, but Remus was claiming that he was James Potter, who had been dead for fifteen years. He looked like Remus, spoke like Remus, but here he was, sifting his fingers through his hair just like James.

"Yes Harry, Remus is standing right here, but I'm inside him. We did it to save Hogwarts to save everyone," James's voice wandered off.

"H-how?"

"Do you have a little while? It'll take some time to explain."

"Yes, all the time in the world," Harry looked around, listened for the sound of his sleeping relatives, and then nodded to the person he still thought of as Remus.

"It was a last minute event. You, Remus, Lily, and I were in the house, it was Halloween, we'd had a little party sort of thing, with Sirius and Peter. It was safe, we'd adjusted the spells so that Sirius and Remus could visit the house. Peter left early, too early. We didn't really think much about it, he was always weak with the Ogden's but then Sirius got a hunch, always had one about Peter (we should have listened) and left too.

"We were upstairs, putting you to bed when we, we heard the door crash in. I clambered to the edge of the stairs and looked down, Death Eaters were shoving their way around trashing the house, looking for us. I ran back to Lily and Remus. Lily was clutching you in her arms her hair glowing in the dim light, it was one of the last things that I saw through my own eyes," the knot was back in his throat and Harry found that he had one too.

"Lily put you down for the smallest moment and took me in her arms. She whispered into my ear, 'James you've got to go, be there for Harry!' And Remus nodded. It had been our plan, Remus, Mundungus, or another volunteer was in the house. I hated it with every ounce of my soul, how could they be there saying they had to protect me? I could do it just fine! I didn't *need* them to die for me. Tonight, Remus was in the house. I tried to tell them no, that I was supposed to die. But Remus wouldn't let me and while I was still protesting, Lily preformed the Switching Spell.

"Suddenly I was looking out of the yellow eyes of my best friend and he was looking out of mine. I heard Lily yell at me to leave but I couldn't, not while she had Harry in her arms. Remus ran to the stairwell yelling, 'Lily it's him, I'll hold him off!' Just like you heard when the Dementors got close," James was ranting now, he wasn't looking at Harry, he was staring fixedly on a burn on the floor. Harry, however, was focusing intently on whoever it was that was looking back at him. The voice was Lupin's but somehow not. It was stronger and weak at the same time, it didn't have the same tone either. It was deeper. In fact, the more Harry thought about it the more it seemed that the voice was not Lupin's at all and Harry realized that he was hearing his father's voice.

"I stood there shaking, trying to get Lily to move, but she wouldn't, she stood steadfast, you in her arms. There was a flash of green light that Remus dodged and we saw him fall into the hall, jump quickly up, and a dark figure in a black cloak with a high cackling laugh kicked him. He had seen what he was coming for, you. He walked to the end of the hallway. Lily was clutching you one arm, her other hand was grasping the windowsill behind her. Her knuckles were white with fear and I wanted nothing more than to jump in front of her and protect her but she shot a glance at me telling me to stay in the shadows. I almost jumped out at her, but I thought I might regret it," he took in a great deep gasp of breath and continued.

"There was Voldemort coming, straight for the love of my life, holding my only child. I reached out, but somehow Remus in my body had reached me he held me back as I saw her struggle. 'Not Harry! Kill me instead! Just don't kill Harry' words that have haunted my dreams for the last fifteen years. She put you down on a chair under the window, you were still fast asleep, she never saw the curse coming. She was dead before she hit the floor, I cried out for her, but it was useless. Remus whipped around and threw the invisibility cloak over me, 'If anything happens to me don't tell anyone who you are!' he had whispered quickly. How I wanted to rip the cloak off, then to rip Voldemort from limb to limb. But at that moment, to my left, as Remus ran to save Harry, where all I could do was sit and watch my family be murdered, there was a flash of green light and one of my best friends fell to the ground just like my wife had," James had begun to speak of Harry as if he wasn't there. It was as if he was speaking the words he had been trying to speak for so many years but couldn't tell a soul. Now someone was listening and he had almost forgotten that Harry was listening raptly to every word, he was speaking to no one really, but speaking everything that Harry had wondered for fifteen years.

Harry was staring at Remus/James, tears were flowing freely down his cheeks and he was hardly trying to stop them, "Sir.."

James looked up at him as if realizing for the first time that he was there, "Harry." His voice was a whisper and Harry could hardly hear it through the mirror. "Harry then he turned on you. His voice, he spoke to you. And for the sake of my sanity I'll never repeat the words. But the curse ricocheted off of your tiny sleeping head and he was gone, I ran and grabbed you throwing off the invisibility cloak. Then the house collapsed, Death Eaters were sent scattered, not realizing yet that their master was gone. You were safe and first Hagrid arrived and I ran off to the side, I couldn't let anyone know what had happened. It had been Remus's last living request, how could I deny that? Hagrid looked around the rubble, screaming for Lily and me. I wanted to jump out and say here I am! But I couldn't.

"Then I saw Sirius, coming up on his motor bike. He landed the bike and jumped off before it was completely stopped. His face paled when he saw the house he let out a scream, and only I really knew what it meant anymore. Hagrid turned around looking at Sirius who walked over and collapsed in the rubble, pulling at his perfect hair. Hagrid joined him and lifted him up, patting his shoulder, comforting him through his own tears. Then there was a whimper from the wreckage, you had awoken. Sirius lifted up his head and Hagrid gasped, walking over and lifting you up. Then I came over, I had to be Remus, act like Remus. No more outgoing personality, no jokes, Sorry Rem," he added with a smile as if the real Remus was listening.

"'Sirius, we've got to get him out of here, take him to Grimald. Sirius, it's the only place he'll be safe!' I told him as Hagrid sifted through the debris, looking for Remus and Lily. Sirius nodded, but Hagrid wouldn't let him go, said Dumbledore wanted him, and I knew immediately that you would be safe, even if I wouldn't be able to see you for a little while. Our faces were illuminated by the Dark Mark that was glittering over the crumbled house. Harry I didn't see you until you were in third year, it was hell. And all the time you had no idea who I was, it was tearing me up inside.

"When I found out that Sirius had been accused of being the secret keeper, I was devastated. No one had told me who it was, I knew it had not been Dumbledore, that was exactly who Voldemort would expect and I had told them not to use himself. Of course I had assumed that it was Sirius, but nothing really registered that he had sold us out at first. After seeing him break down at the site of the wreckage there was no doubt in my mind that he was innocent. But I lived for twelve years thinking that he was guilty and Peter was dead. But I found out that everything that I had thought for years had been false. Sirius was innocent, Peter was guilty, I had my very best friend back. But I couldn't tell him, and then, that night last June, I had planned on telling him everything. And then when he died I lost my chance. And Harry you were the only other person I wanted to tell. So that's it, you know now, my body may be dead, but I'm alive and kicking!" James tried to smile with Remus's mouth, but it didn't work, instead, the lump in his throat doubled in size. Harry nodded, his father was alive, his soul was still alive.

The skyline was turning orangey-pink, he and his father, well mostly his father had been talking for almost an hour and a half. He heard his uncle piddling around in the room next door, "Listen, I've got to go, my uncles awake. Tonight, use the mirror again tonight!" James nodded. "Good bye," Harry paused. "Dad." And Remus's face with James's mind disappeared.

Harry bounded down the steps, something alight inside him, his father was alive in a way, he knew it. He believed Remus, no James. He believed him. "What're you looking so happy about?" barked his uncle.

Harry smiled slyly, a shadow of a lump still in his throat, smaller but still there, "I just talked to my dad."

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