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Prince(ss) of Hell – Yes, after the Interlude I'm going straight to third year, though there will be a little bit of Remus and Harry talking in between.

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Interlude

            Ron, Hermione, and Harry stared at Hagrid in disbelief.  He had just finished telling them about the Marauders, and they all felt a bit dazed after hearing the story.

            "'Fraid I don't much of what happened ter Lupin or Black for that matt'r." Hagrid said.  

            He had told them how he remembered things, and then how the story had been amended in his mind after finding out that Sirius was innocent.

            "You'll have ter ask Lupin." Hagrid said with a slight nod.

            "Thank you Hagrid." Harry whispered, hugging his friend.  "You don't know how much this meant to me."

            The trio headed out of the hut then, walking back up the castle.  It was the summer between their fifth year and sixth year, but they were visiting Hogwarts anyway.  Harry had taken Sirius's death hard, and Hagrid had thought if he were able to tell him about Sirius and his father, it would help things.

            'It did help things,' Harry admitted to himself, as he tried to keep stride with Ron and Hermione. 

            He did miss Sirius terribly, but knowing that people were going to remember him for who he really was... That did help a lot.             

            And not to mention this recent development with Remus and Sirius being lovers...

            "Are you going to go see Lupin then?" Ron questioned, as they reached the castle door.

            "Yeah..." Harry replied, still in thought.  "I want to know what happened after that. Do you think Remus will mind?" Harry asked, a bit worried.

            'After all,' Harry thought.  'Remus is probably still in pain from losing Sirius also.'

            "No," Hermione answered in a soft voice. "I don't think he'll mind."

                                                            *~~~~~~~~~~~*

            Dear Remus,

                        I want to talk to you sometime soon about something personal that I think would be better to talk about in person. That is, if it is okay with you of course.

            -Harry

            Remus blinked in surprise as he read the letter, and sipped his tea. He had no idea what Harry could want to talk to him about.

            He turned to his owl reluctantly, and stroked her wings for a moment.

            "What do you think love?" he asked in a gentle tone.

            She hooted softly at him, watching with golden his eyes.

            Remus bit down on his lip for a moment, and then wrote his reply.

            Harry,

                        Of course you're welcome to come.  What time would you wish for me to pick you up?

           

            He hesitated for another moment, not sure how to sign his name. He sighed for a moment; unable to believe he was having this problem with James and Lily's son.

            Finally with a bit of a smile, he signed it.

            -Remus

                                                            *~~~~~~~~~~*

            Two days later, Harry was waiting nervously in Ron's room.  Ron was reading a Quidditch magazine, and glancing at Harry ever now and then.

            "Would you relax?" Ron said to Harry finally, rolling his eyes.

            "What?" Harry asked, looking up, surprised.

            He had been sitting in a chair, not talking, but Ron nodded towards his hands, which were tightly clutched together.

            "Oh." Harry replied sheepishly, separating his hands quickly.

            "It's not like this is the first time you've seen him or anything." Ron added pointedly.  "I mean he's still the same guy that taught us in third year and everything."

            Harry looked at Ron's window, as though in deep thought.

            "Not really."  Harry answered. "I mean... if you think about how Remus must have really felt that year, rather than what he let on... What he let us see was probably just an act."

            Ron was about to reply, when they heard his mother's voice come up the stairs.

            "Harry, Remus is here!"

            Harry stood, still looking nervous.

            "Good luck mate." Ron grinned, giving Harry a thumb's up.

                                                            *~~~~~~~*

            Five minutes later the two were at Remus's flat.

            Harry looked around the flat, absorbing all that he could.  Remus's flat was filled with quite a few pictures.  Harry recognized a lot of them as his parents, and Sirius, but still others were Muggle photographs, and many of the photographs he didn't recognize.

            Harry realized that he had been staring for a few moments, and coughed embarrassed when he saw that Remus was watching him.

            "It's all right." Remus said with a smile, standing next to Harry. "You can ask what you want."

            "Who's she?" Harry asked, pointing to two pictures of the same little girl that were standing next to each other.  They were both Muggle photographs and appeared old.

            "She was my sister. Gally." Remus answered.

            "Was?" Harry questioned, looking up at Remus.

            "She died when we were five." Remus explained. "We were twins.  She was killed by the same werewolf that turned me into one."

            "Oh." Harry replied in a soft voice. "I'm sorry."

            "It's all right." Remus answered, walking into the kitchen to get tea. "It's been a long time."

            "You're probably wondering why I asked to see you." Harry called to where Remus was in the kitchen.

            "I am just a bit curious," Remus answered in a friendly voice, coming back out.

            He sat and motioned for Harry to seat to, and poured a cup of tea for each of them.

            Harry took both a seat and a cup.  He took a sip, and was quiet for a moment.

            "I'm not really sure how to say this." Harry admitted.

            He looked up at Remus, who was watching him intently.

            "Well, Hagrid told me about what you, and my dad, and Sirius were like in school and everything up until my parents were killed." Harry spoke in a thoughtful tone.  "And I wanted to hear what happened after that. As long as you don't mind."  he added quickly.

            Remus leaned back in the chair, taking a sip of his own tea.

            "How much do you know?"

            "I know you and Sirius were lovers." Harry said bluntly.

            "You probably know enough than."  Remus answered with a smile.  "What do you want me to tell you?"

            "I want to know what happened to you after my parents died." Harry began, as though reading off a list.  "And what really happened in my third year.  And everything until now."

            "All right." Remus answered, putting down his tea, and getting ready to tell the tale had never spoken before.