Hermione looked around and gasped as a figure of a lady appeared in a doorway across the room.

*Note: I meant this phrase to be the first of this chapter, but oh well. It's all good.*

"Mom?" Remus whispered and stepped forward but as a result of that motion the figure disappeared leaving only a vague memory behind. Hermione looked at Remus.

"I think you owe me an explanation, professor." She said softly. They both went to sit on the sheet covered couches. Dust flew off the covers and long forgotten springs protested the new addition of their weight, but they held.

"This is the house I grew up in. When I was little, before…before I was bitten, my mother, father, little brother and I lived here peacefully. Everyday we would go for walks and sometimes we would help my mother with her garden. She loved planting different coloured flowers in it. The day I was bitten, everything changed…"

            "C'mon, Remy! It's time to go!" his mother called up the stairs. He ran down to see his little brother wrapped around the hand of his father and his mother holding out his coat for him. Hurriedly, he slipped it on and ran out the door. They walked over the bridge, stopping to admire the new red flowers that had sprung up in the middle of the purple ones. They turned on a path that led them into the woods.

            "Race you!" His little brother, Daniel, yelled.

            "You're on!" He shouted and off they ran. His brother tripped over a root a ways down the path and Remus stopped to help him. Their parents caught up, kissed the hurt away, and they continued happily on their way. They reached a clearing and his father set up the tent. A meteor (?) shower was scheduled for tonight. The entire family was going to camp out so that they could see it better. Night fell and his mother got a worried look on her face.

            "Gerald, it's a full moon tonight. Do you think it is safe…?" She asked turning to her husband, Remus' father.

            "Of course it is." Gerald said hugging her close.

            "Famous last words," Remus snorted. "Later that night, the werewolf snuck into our camp, killed my little brother and nearly killed me." He pulled up his sleeve. On his arm was a mark, not unlike the symbol of a death eater, made by teeth or perhaps by claws. "He had nearly ripped my arm off when my dad shot a spell at it. It ran off into the night. My mother didn't even stop to look at my arm, but went straight to Danny's lifeless body. From that moment on she was changed. She replanted the flower garden into rows and alphabetized everything. She locked all the doors and windows. She never allowed me to go out, except on nights of the full moon. Then, I was kept in a cage made by magic. The day she d-died, she told me that she was going to perform an ancient ritual to bring Daniel back to life. I told my father and he assured me that she was half-out of her mind and to pay no heed to her mumblings. I don't know exactly what she planned to do…"

            "But you think it has something to do with my dreams?" Hermione asked.

            "Yes, I think she has made a connection to you in hopes you will help her complete whatever she set out to do the day she died." Remus commented. The house was drenched in silence as both people stared into space thinking and remembering.

A/N: Wow….now that I have somewhere to go with it, I can't stop think about it. I've had so many endings go through my head, including one where someone dies…I might use that ending, but I don't think so. Death and I don't agree. Ghosts on the other hand, Ghosts I can do. If you have any helpful facts or websites that might help my story become more believable, including rituals or ghosts…tell me. LOL. Currently, I'm lying through my teeth when I pretend to know what I'm talking about : ) Once again, thanks to the readers. If you are unhappy with the ghost/supernatural theme the story is now taken, please e-mail me. I think I might have an alternate continuation. Hmm…I think that's all I wanted to say. I'm off to see if I can add on to "Uncle Severus." My short chapter seems to have angered some people : ).

Oh! Somebody advised me to work on my format. What meant they? Is the way I right confusing? Is there some particular thing I should be doing? Help!