Chapter One: Finding A Way

Remus Lupin sat at his desk. He was swiftly scramling something down, copying it from a book. Then he slammed the book closed and ran out into the Headmaster's room. He didn't realize that it was nearly two o'clock in the morning. "ALBUS!" he bellowed, "I'VE FOUND IT!" Then the headmaster arrived, in his pajamas, looking quite dishelved.

"Found what, Re-Re-Remus?" he said, yawning.

"A way to bring him back!" He said triumphantly. And since it was late and Albus had been sleeping, he had no idea what Remus was talking about.

"Who?" he asked.

Remus shook his head, impatiently, "Sirius. Of course. Where have you been, Albus?" With that, Albus Dumbledore became alert and suddenly very awake.

"How?" he asked. "Please sit down." he gestured to the chair in front of the desk, remembering his manners.

"Thank you. Read this." Remus said and seemed to be bouncing in his chair. He was restless and wanted to waste no time in bringing his best friend back. The paper read:

Resserection Spell: Five people needed. First, draw a large pentacle on a floor of black marble. The pentacle must be in perfect proportion and must be white for the spell to work properly. Second, you need five items belonging to the person you wish to ressurect. One must be an article of clothing, a family heirloom, and a prized and treasured possesion. The others may be anything else that was owned by the person. Third, one of the people in the room must be related to the person by blood. Fourth, each person must stand at each point of the star in the circle. The one related to the person must hold the family heirloom and stand the top point. Each person much hold a possesion. Fifth, light fifty white candle. Set ten at each point of the star, three feet behind. Sixth, chant the name of the person you are ressurecting, each person ten times and then all together for five times. Seventh, you must have the blood relative of the person cut themselves, three times on the left fore arm as deep as they can and let the blood spill into the center of the pentacle. Eighth, as they are cutting themselves, all five people must chant "Black as night, magic make it right. White as light, raise death from our sight. Red as the rose, give him the body everyone knows." Do it until you see the blood begin to form into this person. Do not stop until they are alive and can speak.

Albus read and reread the paper. "Where did you find this Remus?" he asked.

"In a very very old book of shadows." the werewolf replied.

"Remus, do you know that this very spell was written and performed by Godric Gryffindor when Helga Hufflepuff died?" the Headmaster asked.

"Yes, in fact, the book says so. So can we do this? Can we bring him back?" Remus inquired, his restlessness now turned to anxiety.

"Remus, my lad, I think we can. Who do you know that it a blood realtive of Sirius that would be willing?"

"Tonks!" Remus said, almost immediatly. "She has been searching for as long as I have. I'm sure she would love to have her cousin back."

Albus nodded. "Floor of black marble?" he said more to himself than to Remus. Who replied anyway, "The Room of Requirement."

"Ahh, yes." he said. "Remus, I think this can be done. But I must ask you to leave Harry out of it. If it fails then he would be heartbroken."

"I know. I hadn't intended on informing him anyway. He would have wanted to particpate." Remus said, quietly. The old man nodded.

"Do we have a prized possesion of Sirius's, Remus?" he asked. Remus's face suddenly fell. "Damn. I hadn't thought about that. We may find something at Grimmauld Place. We have to go there anyway, to get some of these items--" Remus was cut off by the door opening. There stood Harry Potter.

"I have some things that he loved." the boy said, quietly. He looked at the shocked faces of his professor and Headmaster.

"What is it, Harry?" Albus asked, gesturing for him to sit as well. Remus gaped at him.

"A mirror. He and my father used to use them. And the Marauders Map. I know it was all of yours," he said quickly, before Remus could speak. "But it was prized by him and was partly his. It would work." Remus continued to stare which began to annoy Harry who snapped, "A spider is going to make a web in your mouth Professor. Stop staring at me like I'm an alien." The werewolf looked taken aback but shut his mouth and looked at Dumbledore.

"How much have you heard Harry?" the old man asked, patiently.

"Everything. I heard yelling and then I wanted to know what was going on. How are you bringing him back?" The boy's eyes narrowed as he looked the Headmaster, who looked uncomfortable.

"Harry, it's complicated. A little too--"

"I'm sixteen years old, Professor. I want to help." he insisted. Remus exchanged glances with Dumbledore.

"It's dangerous." he said queitly to the boy.

"I don't care."

"If we fail--"

"Then we fail and don't bring him back. Please just allow me to help you. Just let me have that small glimmer of hope..." his green eyes pleaded with the werewolf and the head master.

"All right." Remus said. Then he turned to Dumbledore, aware of Harry's smile, and he smiled inwardly. "Tonks and I shall go to Grimmauld Place tomorrow and get what we can."

"Can I go? It's Saturday and I don't have any classes?" Harry asked, hopefully. Albus nodded and Remus said, "Yes, but get some sleep, Harry. You'll need it."

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