Disclaimer: You should know by now, see the prologue! This chapter's the longest yet, just over 5 pages. You get a bit of a history lesson, joy! And the answer to the question, are Philip and Harry one and the same? On with the story!

Chapter 2

Remus opened his eyes to see Philip and Kin conversing quietly near the door. Although he'd been there a few weeks already and was quickly regaining his strength he still knew almost nothing about his hosts. He strained to hear them.

"You have to tell him. We're running out of time!"

"I know, it's just that I'd hoped." Philip paused and looked at the bed. "Good afternoon Remus." He smiled at the werewolf but Remus simply stared at them.

"We'll talk later Kin."

"Tell him!" Philip nodded.

"Promise. Now scram, go find Geo and bug him for a change." She rolled her eyes at him but left. Philip took up his usual perch on the bed beside Remus. "She's great, a more loyal friend you couldn't wish for, she just has this annoying habit of nagging me. Woman's prerogative I suppose."

"Tell me what?"

"No small talk today huh? Tell you the truth."

"First day, you called me old friend, I don't know any Philip's, especially French ones."

"Not surprising, since it's not really my name Moony." Remus stiffened.

"How do you know that name?"

"How do you think? Look at me Professor, really look. Who do I remind you of?" His green eyes were intense as they gazed into his. Then Remus realised, not green but emerald. He studied his face, trying to see familiar features. Philip took his hand in his gently and raised it to his face, brushing dark hair aside to let Remus' fingers rest on his forehead. Remus froze for a few seconds before forcing his fingers to move, tracing a familiar shape. He stared at the other man in disbelief.

"Is this your idea of a joke? You can't be him!" Remus pulled away, wishing suddenly for his wand, all feelings of safety gone in an instant.

"It's me Remus." Harry gently reassured the older man, taking both his hands in his loosely; he didn't want him to feel trapped this close to the full moon.

"No! Harry's a seventeen-year-old boy. Stop, please."

"I was Remus. I'm so sorry, for everything. I never wanted to put you through any of this but I had to go. You'll understand why in time."

"This can't be, it's a trick. This is some sort of Death Eater trap, I won't fall for it!"

"Remember in third year? You gave me private tutoring so I could fight the Dementors, I still hate those things but at least I don't pass out any more. The look on your face when I told you the first memory I was using, my first time flying on a broom and then when my Patronus was Prongs." Harry smiled before turning serious. "I never thanked you, for stopping me in the Department of Mysteries. You saved my life; I would have willingly followed Sirius through the veil. Snuffles probably would have yelled at me for eternity if I had. I'm sorry I wouldn't listen, that Sirius had to die because I had to play hero. I'm so sorry Remus, it's my fault he's dead." Tears were trailing down Harry's cheeks by that time and Remus just knew. No matter how much he'd change, he was his Harry. He sat up and awkwardly wrapped his arms around him. Harry turned in his embrace, burying his face in Remus' shirt and sobbing.

"I never blamed you Harry and Sirius wouldn't either. You did what you had to and so did he. You were in danger; nothing could have kept him away. Oh Harry." He tightened his grip as much as he could in his weakened state, giving and receiving comfort from the only person he had left of his past. Harry eventually calmed and lent back, wiping his face before helping Remus get comfortable on his pillows again.

"Why the lie?"

"You were too weak Moony, the shock could have killed you."

"And now?"

"Kinthia's right, we're running out of time. Voldemor'ts been moving faster than we'd anticipated."

"Hogwarts?"

"Fell a month before we got here."

"Where were you? Who are the other two?"

"I was out of time, literally. That's why I aged so fast, for me it's been nearly ten years instead of your almost two."

"What happened?"

"I snuck past my guards and ran, don't know for how long. Eventually I came to a nice high bridge and climbed up. I was sitting on the rails when Geo found me. He took one look and hauled me off, kicking and screaming. He took me to his home and restrained me 'for my own safety'. I wanted to die Remus, so badly. If he hadn't found me… Eventually people began questioning why he was home so much, that's how I met Kin. She took it upon herself to find out what was going on. She walked in on Geo trying to feed me, observed for a minute and then walked over to the bed and slapped my face, hard. I was red for a week. Told me to stop acting like a baby and that if I wanted to starve to death so be it. She ordered Geo to let me starve if I wouldn't willing eat."

"How long?"

"Two days. Between the two of them I was untied within two months and allowed out and about, under supervision. What I saw was… it was indescribable Moony. I thought I was still in London, boy was I wrong. There are places out there that you can't even begin to imagine. They showed me their home, their people and their ways and I learnt fast, too fast for a human, even a Wizard. Eventually I came to the attention of the king, he had me tested and it turns out mum wasn't as human as everyone believes. Kinthia is actually my third cousin and the king's our uncle. Get this, I'm his heir, not Kin, because I'm closer up the bloodline." He paused, unsure of Remus' expression. "Remus? Are you okay? I know it's a lot and that it's hard to understand and that there's still a lot missing and I know I did a lot of stupid things put please, don't push me away. You're the only godfather I've got, I can't lose you too." Harry could feel the tears threatening again, if Remus couldn't accept him as he was now, who would? He looked up as Remus wrapped his hands around his and squeezed gently, smiling kindly.

"No matter what Harry, I love you. You could be Voldemort himself and I'd still love you, even while I was trying to kill you. I'm disappointed you didn't feel able to talk to me about Sirius before trying… that, but I understand. I'm honoured that you want me as your godfather and I'll always be there for you." Harry grinned in relief, maybe this could work.

"Who are your people? Do I know of them?"

"Do you believe in fairies? And I don't mean the little guys with wings, I'm talking full blown High Court Fey."

"You're Fey? All three of you?" Harry nodded, nervous again.

"There are two courts, which one do you each belong too?" Harry looked down, refusing to meet his eyes.

"It doesn't matter, it's just where your parents were born and stuff."

"Harry?" He kept his eyes on the bed, not wanting to see the fear or disgust he knew was coming.

"Unseelie, all three of us." Remus stiffened at Harry's whispered reply; he knew the stories of the horrors committed amongst the Unseelie. They were monsters. He drew back slightly and Harry crumpled.

"You should get some sleep, there's an Order base not far from here, Kin'll drop you off later tonight." With that he was gone, leaving Remus to stare at the door. How could Harry be Unseelie? He'd always been a kind boy, sure he'd had a temper but so had Ron. Had it been a mask? Showing them what they wanted and expected while hiding a monster? But he hadn't had to rescue him and nurse him back to health, his actions these past weeks couldn't have been an act, could they? The door slammed open and he jumped.

"What did you do?" Kinthia demanded, all traces of the fun loving young woman gone. In her place stood a powerful, not too mention downright scary, warrior. "Do you know how long it took for him to accept what he is and deal with it? Too understand it doesn't change who he is? Thank you very much! We'll be lucky if he doesn't do something incredibly stupid! Anything happens to him because of this and you won't have to worry about the Death Eaters, they'd be kinder! He loves you as a father and you throw it back in his face! We're not supposed to be here, if uncle finds out Harry will be punished, severely. But he was willing to risk it to help the people he loves. Are those the actions of a monster? Or are yours Mr. Lupin?" She slammed the door again on her way out.

Remus slumped in the pillows, how could he be such a hypocrite? Harry had never cared that he was a werewolf, why should Harry's heritage matter to him? How many people would turn their backs on him now? It was his job to stand by him, no matter what. And instead he'd been the first to hurt him because of something he had no control over. He pushed the covers off and got to his feet, slowly making his way to the door and then down the hall. He'd never been out of his room before but he had to find Harry. He finally made it to the top of some stairs and looked down as he heard voices. Below him Kin and Geo were physically restraining a resisting harry to keep him inside.

"Let go! What's the point? Tell me cousin! No one will accept me like this! NO ONE!" Tears were once again streaming down the young Fey's face as he fought against the two full-bloods.

"I do Harry." Remus called out, clinging to the banister for support. The three froze, a rather comical sight in any other circumstances.

"Remus?" Harry's voice cracked with stress and the other two eyed the werewolf warily, Harry couldn't take many more disillusionments.

"I'm so sorry Harry. I don't care, it doesn't change anything cub. Please." His legs gave way but he didn't fall as Harry was there to catch him. "Please, forgive me?" Harry nodded, his tears turning to tears of happiness as he hugged the older man tightly, a hug that was willingly returned.

"Always Moony." Harry easily lifted him, displaying another Fey trait.

Geo shot Kinthia a self-satisfied smirk as the two Wizards disappeared down the hall. She shook her head and grinned.

"All right! So you know wolves better. Hello! You're not called the Wolf Lord for nothing! Shesh! If His Royal Highness comes looking for me I've gone scouting." Geo smiled at her retreating form. No matter how tought the Enforcer tried to act she had a heart of gold. He still thanked whoever was out there that he'd gotten into her squad, few Commanders had time for a mute warrior, even one of his talents, but she had befriended him right from the start and had seen the uses for his gifts. He'd give the young Prince and his Godfather some time alone but then they'd have to begin, the full moon was only a few days away.