Well, here it is. The final chapter. Thank you to everyone who read this story and enjoyed it, especially the ones who reviewed. I'm posting this a little sooner than I was going to because school starts again tomorrow and I don't know if I'll have time within the next week to post. I will however, be beginning another story next weekend, though I'm not sure which one yet. It will be a Harry Potter one, but I have several half-finished so I'll have to see. See you all later!

Chapter 4/4

Hermione was furious when she discovered that Harry had told Lupin everything. She slammed the bag of potions materials on the floor with a BANG! Harry was grateful for the Silencing Charm they had placed on the room.

"Are you mad!?" she yelled, "Are you out of your bloody mind?"

"He threatened to hex me!"

"He was bluffing!"

"No I wasn't." Lupin said. He had been shaken by the news that all his friends were either dead or Dark, but now he sat in the corner with a thoughtful look on his face.

Hermione couldn't bring herself to yell at her favorite teacher, not even a sixteen year old version of him. So she continued to berate Harry.

"You should know this! After we saved Sirius, you of all people should know the effects this could have! If he goes back with this information, it can only change things for the worse!"

"Not necessarily." Lupin said, "I've been thinking about it and I think I have a way it can change for the better. I go back, give Dumbledore and only Dumbledore the information, then strategize. We keep Peter from joining Voldemort. We kep the spy out of the Hogshead during the prophecy. And we don't make Peter Secret-Keeper, just in case."

"It's too risky." Hermione said, "There's just too many possibilities for things to go wrong. I'm sorry but we're going to have to put a Memory Charm on you before you go."

"No!" He turned to Harry. "You get it, don't you? We could change everything! If Voldemort doesn't know about the prophecy, he won't come after you. Lily and James won't die, Sirius won't go to prison, and everything will be fine."

"No, it won't be fine!" Hermione snapped. "If he doesn't go after Harry, Voldemort won't fall. He'll still be here until Harry can fight him. That's at least another sixteen years."

Harry was torn. Part of him knew what another sixteen years under Voldemort might mean. But here was also the possibility of changing his past. No Dursleys, loving parents, a godfather, uncles, growing up in the wizarding world…he could be a normal boy.

"You know," Ron said, "we should probably get to work if we're doing this tonight."

Hermione found the directions for the Divinus Mixture. Since for him it had only been eleven hours since Potions, Lupin was able to go step-by-step through his procedure pretty easily. Hermione pointed out his many mistakes and wrote them down.

"Oy, you weren't joking when you said you were horrible." Ron said when Lupin spoke of over-boiling, his fifth mistake in four lines.

Then they got to work on the Reflecus. It was similar to the Divinus but the ingredients were mixed in the opposite order. It gave the brewer the ability to see the past in their cauldron.

Lupin added fourteen and a half newt's eyes, then stirred clockwise eight times. As he started a counterclockwise stir he braced himself, ready for the explosion.

Nothing happened. "Then what?" Hermione asked.

"Then it exploded all over me."

"Maybe if we dump it on him." Ron suggested.

"That might work." Harry said. He and Ron lifted the cauldron.

"Well, Harry, Ron, Hermione," Lupin nodded to each in turn, "It was nice to meet you all. Harry, I'll be sure to let James know his son got the Quidditch genes."

"Actually…" Hermione looked him in the eye. "I'm soory about this. Believe me, I am. But it's the only way."

And before any of the others could react, she whipped out her wand, pointed it at Lupin, and shouted, "Obliviate!"

His eyes went blank. She looked away as Harry and Ron poured the contents of the cauldron over him and he fell to the floor and vanished.

They stood ther for a while, watching the spot where he'd disappeared. Then Hermione looked at Harry and was horrified to see he was crying.

"I had to." She said, "It wouldn't've worked."

He nodded. Harry understood that it was necessary, but his chance at a real family had been ripped away once again.

"Come on." He said, "It's been a long, odd day. I'm tired."

They cleaned up the spilled potion, gathered their supplies, and went up to bed.

"Hey."

Remus opened his eyes. He was on his back in the middle of the potions dugeon. James, Sirius, Peter, and Cambridge were hovering over him.

"Was it supposed to do that?" he asked.

"Explode? No, I'm afraid not." Cambridge said, "I'm sorry but that's another D. Class is just about over so I'd suggest you go up to the hospital wing and have Madame Pomfrey check that lump on your head."

James walked him up there. "Another D? Aren't you supposed to be a genius?"

"Don't mess with me. I've got a headache. How long was I out?"

"Oh, only thirty seconds or so. But it did make for an exciting class."

"Shut up."

They walked in silence for a minute. Then Remus said, "Hey, James."

"Yeah?"

"Nevermind."

For an instant there had been so much to tell him, a universe he needed to know. Then it was gone.

THE END