AN: Alas, we are back into the past. I'm happy that some of you liked Remus attacking Kit's father at the end of the last blast from the past chapter. It just seemed so fitting, I mean…he seen his girlfriend nearly dead, he knew the type of pain she was in…he was bound to lay the smack down on Kit's father.

And yes, Lucius is an evil git who is up to no good in the present.

Hmm, and also if you want the directors cut from the last chapter I do need your e-mail address! Can't send it to you if I don't have the e-mail addie.

Sweet love to those that review.

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Chapter Thirty-One

(Winter Holiday's)

-1976-

Remus had wasted no time in making Kit's father feel the same pain that she felt. His punches were hard and often times a cracking sound could be heard as Remus broke the mans nose or jaw. Remus didn't care if he was killing the man…all he knew was that he wanted him to suffer. The sight of his fragile little kitten torn and bloody was burned into his mind and he growled and pressed on.

The boy was honestly surprised when Mr. Potter didn't tear him off of the man right away, perhaps Mr. Potter wanted Kit's father to suffer just as much as Remus wanted him to. Eventually however, Mr. Potter did pull Remus off the now blood covered man, "You can't kill him boy, not now. We need to get Kit to St. Mungos."

Only then did Mr. Potter's words seem to calm him. Kit…she had to go to the hospital, she looked like she was about to give up on life any moment. Still breathing and growling ever so slightly, he followed Mr. Potter into the messy kitchen, watching as he easily unlocked the cuffs that held her torn and bloodied wrists from her obvious struggle with the metal bracelets. Her breathing was coming out in hard rasps, and the bright blue eyes that Remus loved so much were unfocused and nearly closed.

It was at that point Remus had to wonder. Why didn't she tell him? Surely this wasn't the first time her father did something so horrible to her. Mr. Potter scoped Kit up in his arms ready to apperate to the hospital with her. Pausing for only a moment, "Find her room, pack up all of her things. I'll be back to get you."

"Yes sir."

"I should trust you'll be able to handle Mr. Anderson if he were to wake…" And with that, and a swish of his wand, Mr. Potter and Kit was gone. Remus let out a growl, looking around at the blood soaked table and kicked at the chair Kit had been sitting in.

It wasn't fair…why did it have to be her with a git like that for a father?

When he stepped over the now bloodied and bruised man to get to the stairs, Remus couldn't help but kick him. How dare he give that kind of pain to his girlfriend. HIS. He was hers, not his. It didn't matter if this man helped in Kit's creation, Kit was Remus's…she was his Kitten.

And now his Kitten was in so much pain that he could feel it! He could feel his bones ache and protest as he climbed the stairs to search blindly for Kit's room. If he had only been smarter…if only he could realize why he had been in so much pain before hand.

The first room he checked on his left was a simple bathroom, with blue tiled floors, and a white wall that reflected the harsh florescent light of the room. Nope, that wasn't what he was looking for. Going even farther down the hall he found a room that looked like it was used for storage, boxes and dust littered it. He thought about looking through the boxes for just a moment, but then Mr. Potter could be back at any time. Finally, like usual the third try seemed to be the best because opening the next door he could easily tell that it was Kit's room.

There was a David Bowie poster on the fading white wall, a simple twin bed in the corner of the room that had it's blankets twisted and messed. He noticed the bag she had brought with her on the train sitting in the corner of the room, grabbing it he tossed it onto the bed and then began his search for anything that she might have wanted to keep from this place.

He found a stuffed duck that caused him to grin ever so slightly, with a quick wave of his wand the bag was made bigger in order to fit the things he was putting in it (screw age restriction magic, at this point in time he didn't care very much for anything other then the safety of HIS Kitten). The next thing to be tossed into the bag was the few books that had laid on an old desk, they were apparently read a lot, due to the fact of how worn they were.

She didn't have a lot of possessions outside of Hogwarts it would have seemed, he was about to close the bag when he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. Laying on it's side, blending into the desk rather nicely was a picture frame. Looking at the photo inside he blinked for a moment, first noting that it was a muggle photo, seeing how it didn't move like he was used too. The second thing he noted, was the simple fact that there was a woman in the picture who looked a lot like Kit, in fact he had to wonder for a moment if it was Kit. The only thing that gave it away was that this woman was just that…a woman, and she was grinning madly as she hung onto someone next to her.

It was Kit's mother…but who was the man in the picture? He very obviously wasn't Kit's father seeing as he didn't resemble the man downstairs, this man had black hair that stuck straight up around his face, and could very honestly be a brother to Sirius Black he looked so much like him.

Remus could only blink, trying to figure out the picture. "Remus?!" Was called out downstairs by a rather frantic Mr. Potter. Remus shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts as the framed photo was shoved into the bag before closing the bag and running downstairs.

Mr. Potter was covered in Kit's blood from holding her, he was also panting as if he'd been running around. "I got Kit to St. Mungos, they're taking care of her now; also popped back home to tell the misses and the Kids. They'll be at St. Mungos soon, now come on we best be off."

"But what about him?" Remus asked, shifting the bag he held for a moment to point at Kit's father who was just now coming to.

"I got in touch with some Aurors at St. Mungos, they'll be here any moment although I'm not sure how much they can do since he's a Muggle." Mr. Potter explained, grabbing onto Remus and in one last look around, they were gone.

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When Remus and Mr. Potter arrived at St. Mungos, they were met by Mrs. Potter and the rest of Remus's friends, all covered in soot from their trip by the floo network. Each one looking as grim as the next, as if at any moment one of the doctors might come out and tell them all that their friend had died.

Remus sighed and stalked off to be alone in a corner, his jaw clenched shut as he tried hard not to think of the pain he could feel. All the while wondering exactly why he could feel the pain, was it like this in all relationships? Could James feel if something was wrong with Lily? Did Mr. Potter know when Mrs. Potter was hurt?

"She'll be okay Moony." It was Sirius, turning around it took all of his self control not to crash into his friend and cry like a little kid. Sirius tried to look reassuring, but it ended up only making Remus worry even more.

"How do you know that? I-I can feel…"

"Feel what?" Sirius asked, his gray eyes watching Remus carefully as if daring him to lie.

"I can feel her pain…it…hurts, and I.."

"You can feel her pain?" Sirius asked, eyes growing wide for just a moments time.

"Yeah…and she's scared, I…is that normal?"

Sirius paused for a moment, letting a hand run through his hair and a sigh escape his lips. "I don't know, but…I wouldn't say anything to anyone just yet. I don't think it is normal."

Remus sighed and hung his head…praying to any God up there that would hear his thoughts to let HIS Kitten be okay.

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While never meeting Kit, Mrs. Potter was still in a state. She couldn't help it, it was the mother in her that caused her to worry so over a child she hadn't even met. Although she was right to worry, after all her husband was covered in crimson colored blood, staining his clothes was the essence of the young girl that according to her husband was beat by her spineless git of a father.

The brown haired woman wasn't the only one that seemed to be worried, her heart went out to young Lupin who was off in a corner looking as if he was ready to break down at any moment while he talked with young Sirius Black. Although, that just wasn't the worst of it…the worst of it was seeing her own son, so worried over the girl. He held his girlfriend Lily close, whispering into her ear about how things would be okay…but he looked like he didn't believe himself.

Peter was busy trying not to fidget to much as he sat at the end of the bench Mrs. Potter sat on, looking at him she had to wonder if he was worried or uncomfortable about being in the hospital. She clasped her hands in her lap and glanced upwards at the ceiling for a moment…how could someone hurt a child?

She stood as her husband approached her, he had been speaking with one of the Aurors that went in to detain Kit's father. "Well?" She asked, wanting to know every detail of what was going on.

"Apparently the girl's mother had just died, and from what the Aurors could figure…was that her father just snapped."

"Just snapped? Surely he…"

"Yes, most everyone is fairly certain that it wasn't the first time for him to take his anger out on the girl. You should have seen Remus honey, the moment he seen the state that girl was in he attacked that git who calls himself the girls father."

"He did?"

"I had to pull him off him before he killed the man."

"What's going to happen now?" Mrs. Potter asked, looking around the room for just a moment before her gaze found her husband once more.

"I'm not sure, it's obvious though that she'll be sent back to Hogwarts; although…" Mr. Potter trailed off, giving Mrs. Potter just enough time to have a light bulb go off in her mind.

"You know…" She started, tilting her head to the side and looking over at James for a moment before her gaze returned to her husband, "I've always wanted a daughter."

"What?" He questioned, brows raised obviously in a little bit of shock. "The girl might have other family…"

"But what if she doesn't? After what she's been though…she'll need something stable."

"Let's just see if the girl will pull through."

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AN: Oh, look at that…I'm evil. So Remus beat the shit out of Kit's dad, and who is that guy in the photo with Kit's mum?

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