A/N – Oh my! I have no clue what I'm to do now! I've got this whole big thing planned and it is so totally AU that it works for what I want! Personally, I like this plot!

Harry Potter and the Story of Secret's

Part 13

Remus couldn't sleep that night; the nagging feeling that something was amiss danced in his senses. He smelled many things that were not right, not right for Hogwarts at all. He sat in a chair by Harry's bed, watching as the little boy slept. Harry hadn't had many bad dreams over the three day's that they had been staying at Hogwarts.

Harry loved the castle; he wanted Remus to show him everything! Remus, of course, showed Harry a couple of hidden passageways and told him stories of the Marauder's. Harry loved these story's, he said he wanted to try some of the pranks out himself. Remus told him that he'd have plenty of time when he was older and at school himself.

The thing that bothered Remus now; were his own strange dreams. Dreams and James and Lily dressed in black robes with white masks, of them taking the dark mark and of them dying because of someone they trusted; someone that was not him, or Sirius or Peter…but dying at the hands of someone else.

Which hardly made sense, to be honest, Remus had wondered. He noticed that sometimes they were in a hurry to get someplace and that they either fire called him or Sirius and would ask for them to floo in seconds. This didn't happen often, but when it did, they seemed worried over something.

Remus had also noticed that sometimes they would rub their left arm at the crook of the elbow. He wondered why, and had asked them once but both James and Lily had adamantly told him that it was nothing. Sirius had his doubts as well, but adamantly refused to admit them.

Remus wondered if that was what made them all think that he was the traitor; he was the only dark creature in the Order, none of the Werewolf packs he had talked too wanted to be on Dumbledore's side. They had insinuated things, but…Remus hadn't understood the hints. In fact, he didn't even notice the hints till years later, after Sirius was in Azkaban and he was trying to get his friend out.

He noticed that Dumbledore seemed to doubt him just as much as his own friends had. But he hadn't understood that either. He had done what Dumbledore had told him to do. Sure, some times Remus refused, but that was only because he had deep ingrained senses of what was right and good.

He was lucky that he escaped some very dangerous situations because if he had been captured by Death Eater's…

Remus stood and paced about the room; was that what Dumbledore had done to Sirius? Had he sent Sirius on a fool hardy mission knowing that the Death Eater's would kill him, or torture him or something even more evil? Was there something else going on here than what met the eye?

Remus sighed; he didn't know why, but his senses were just screaming at him; screaming that there was danger. But, they were in Hogwarts, how dangerous could the school be? Unless….

Unless his dreams were true, unless these dreams really happened! But, how could someone inject visions into his head? He knew that was not possible, at least, no one he knew could do it! Remus stopped his pacing and stared out into the darkness of the room. If anyone could project their thoughts through out space and time it could only be Voldemort. Only the Dark Lord would try and lure him away from Harry because of…

The truth…his Werewolf senses whispered to him; it was near the full moon and the wolf inside him was raging to get out. This also meant that his senses were sharper than usual. But, could he really trust himself? Could he deal with the truth when he had been told something else entirely?

Remus didn't know what to believe in any more.

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Voldemort had his Death Eater's gathered in front of his throne; he himself was sitting on the throne and he was gazing thoughtfully at his follower's. Finally, after long moments of silence, Voldemort stirred.

"Severus, what news have you?"

"Master," Severus Snape knelt at his Master's feet, "The boy and the Werewolf are at Hogwarts, it seems that the Ministry had it in mind to have Harry adopted to a pureblood family," Severus reported.

"What has Dumbledore done?"

"He has given them safe haven, for now,"

"Good, good, easier for us to lure the Werewolf out," Voldemort nodded his head.

"And of the rumor of someone trying to take control of the ministry?"

"Black," Severus replied.

"Which one?"

"Orion and Belladonna Black, my Lord,"

"Just as I had it figured, very good, Severus," Voldemort smiled sadistically.

"Edward!" Voldemort called to a new Death Eater member, "You and you're brother will trail Orion and Belladonna Black, if they gain any power from the ministry…kill them…" Voldemort ordered. Edward and Mel Edward left the meeting.

Voldemort gave several other order's to his follower's; they needed to get Lupin out in the open so that they could 'talk' him into giving into their side. Severus was ordered to make many potions. Potions of which would make Voldemort's job all that much easier. Getting those two to believe the truth would be much easier with the potions.

Voldemort watched at his follower's left him; he needed to be alone. He was glad to be alone.

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Sirius couldn't sleep; he hurt still, his bloody family always liked to give him pain. It was hardly fair, but then again, when was anything fair? When did his family ever care about him? Well, they didn't! and they never would!

Sirius brought his thoughts away from his former family; he couldn't get it out of his head. How come hadn't noticed some memories missing? Memory charms were the hardest sort of charm to do. These charms were used to erase only one memory at a time, but of course, any wizard strong enough could erase whatever they wanted and the person they had done it too wouldn't even remember that! Either!

However, if Dumbledore had erased these memories, than could it be possible that the memories were false and that they had been planted there by Voldemort? Surely that Dark Lord could do that just as well as Dumbledore erasing the memories. The only problem here was…what was the truth?

Sirius sighed again as he lay on the cot; he was warm but still a bit uncomfortable. He wondered how he would handle whatever it was that Voldemort wanted him to see. Voldemort had said that it was James' memories, but, couldn't it also be a fabricated memory? It could be done; Sirius reminded himself. It wasn't that hard to do (after all, he had done it a couple of times himself). With a pop, food settled on the floor beside the bed. Sirius sat up and took the tray. He would eat it, since he was getting something regularly. He wouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth, after all.

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Remus,

Don't you just love getting post? Especially from me?

I know you do; I would just like to remind you that you have neglected on getting back to me with my other letter. However, I am glad to know that you are safe. Please, let's get together some time and talk.

I look forward to seeing you.

Voldemort

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Voldemort,

I apologize for forgetting to answer you're first letter; I had to get Harry to safety before the Ministry came and took him from me. They still do not like the idea of Werewolves caring for children; which is a rather shallow view if I may say so.

I am not sure about a meeting.

I may consider it if you will consider letting Sirius go free.

Thank you for you're time,

Remus J. Lupin

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A/N – Okay, another boring chapter! Sorry, but heck, at least its short! However, this is to make it so that if I change plots in the middle of the next chapter or so, than it will still fit. There is a very, very huge clue in the Sirius part of this chapter. Go and re-read it. It has to do with…Memories!

Ta,

Poppy