Disclaimer: Do I have to do this for every chapter? I do NOT own Harry Potter, for crying out loud!

While Harry Potter paced his room, hundreds of miles away, a tall, bearded man in long silk robes was pacing his study. The old wizard was so caught in his thoughts that he did not notice the head spring from his fire until it started to repeatedly yell his name.

"Albus!" the head of Remus Lupin yelled for the umpteenth time. His voice was filled with anguish. Dumbledore turned his attention toward him abruptly, before immediately turning toward the fireplace.

"Well?"

"They just got there… and…"

"So, it is true," Dumbledore sighed sadly, shaking his head. "The Grangers are dead."

Remus was quiet for a moment. "We just got there this morning. It took us ages to alter the neighborhood's memory before we could even come close to the site." Remus shook his head sadly. "We didn't expect this to happen… Voldemort fed the wrong information to Snape, hoping to fool us into looking in the wrong place…"

"His plan succeeded."

"The house was completely demolished…" he said, trying his hardest to keep his voice even.

"Were there any survivors?"

"Yes. Hermione wasn't there at the time of the attack."

Dumbledore sighed, a wave of relief spreading through him.

"I see…" Dumbledore stood straight and sadly took a seat on a leather chair that stood before the fireplace, as if he could not bear to stand. "I assume she is safe? Unharmed?"

"We were lucky. She was on vacation when it happened, with that Quidditch Player, Krum. Just so happened she came home early this morning… and, well… I made sure I was there to tell her before she saw…"

There was a long silence now. All that could be heard was the momentary whispers of the Headmaster's portraits surround his study.

"I am sure Voldemort is angry he could not kill her," Dumbledore finally said, his voice back to it's even tone. "She was, after all, his reason for killing the Grangers."

"Why would he go after them, Albus? Why muggles such as the Grangers?"

"I assume Wormtail leaked information to him of the friendship of Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley and Harry. I informed the Order last meeting that I predicted this would happen, and alas, it has. But by no means did I predict he would go after the Grangers… I thought he would think it below him… I was wrong."

Another silence spread through the room. Remus barely noticed the pain in his knees from kneeling with his head in the fire for so long.

"So he's going to still try to lure Harry out, then?" Remus asked.

"Yes. I suppose he thinks that he is staying with the Order. He is confident he knows Harry, and thinks that he will run out to find him when he hears that the Grangers were killed…"

"Which is why you are bringing him back to Headquarters, I assume?"

"Precisely. I am not satisfied that Harry will be safe at the Dursley's for much longer. Both Arabella Figg and Kingsley Shacklebolt, who have been watching over him this past week, have both reported that he does not intend to stay at his Uncle's for much longer, even if he has to escape on foot…."

"Speaking of Harry, Albus," Remus said. "Does he know…?"

"Yes…" Dumbledore said sadly, taking out a piece of parchment from the inside of his robes. "I received it this morning."

"Don't tell me--"

"Precisely. Harry had a vision of it this morning, it seems."

"This morning?" Remus cried out in alarm. "But, Dumbledore, this happened last night!"

"It seems that Voldemort showed Harry this bit of information in hope to lure him out. Perhaps bid him a warning…"

There was an uneasy silence. "I don't understand it, Albus," Remus said. "How could he have found out about the prophecy?"

"That is a mystery we will perhaps never know, Remus. All we can do is try to keep Harry as safe as possible now that the knowledge is in Voldemort's hands. He will do anything in his power to lay his hands on the boy. Which is why I do not think Harry will be safe at the Dursley's much longer…"

Remus nodded.

"Is Harry ready?"

"Yes. I sent him a letter last night that the portkey would become active this morning. He should be arriving at Grimmuald any moment now."

"Are you so sure?" Remus said, raising an eyebrow. "If I know Harry, he will not be agreeing with coming back to Grimmuald Place. Especially after… well…"

Dumbledore nodded sadly. "I have taken this into account myself. But there is no other place for Harry, and no place safer." He paused. "And, I am sorry to say that he will have no choice but to be brought here."

Remus raised his eyebrow, but nodded all the same. "I… I better go see him off, then." Remus said, his heart suddenly aching as he heard Hermione's cries from upstairs. Dumbledore seemed to have heard them too.

"Oh, and Remus?" Dumbledore said as Remus prepared to take leave. He looked up at Dumbledore's eyes, which looked empty… devoid of their usual twinkle.

"Try to break it to him gently. This will not go easy on him…."

Remus nodded, knowing what Dumbledore meant. After losing Sirius, Harry will not take the information that Voldemort knew of the prophecy any more gently than he will learning that Voldemort killed the Grangers simply to get to him.

"Yes, sir. I… I will try…"

Remus stood from his perch in front of the fire, growing momentarily dizzy after kneeling for so long. He was surprised to see some of the Order behind him, obviously hearing in on his conversation.

Lupin looked at them sadly, letting pass their rudeness. "Harry will be arriving soon. I want you all to clear the room. I… I want to tell him this myself."

Understanding, they all left the room without a word. After a few moments, the room was cleared, and Remus could now hear Hermione and Mrs. Weasley very clearly from the upstairs.

He took his wand out of his jacket and, with a swoop of his wand, made the room sound proof. The noises from the upstairs died instantly.

He couldn't stand the noise. It was the worst sound in the world.

Tired… yawn. I'll update as soon as I can. I'm taking a break from my AP Art project, which is due tomorrow, and which is only 25 percent done. I'm gonna be up ALL night.

I hope you all have nightmares.

The more ya review, the more I update. It works that way.

Love,

Ami