"I'm assuming that you all know what you can and cannot tell them, correct?" Lupin said to the remaining group. His eyes fell to his shoes, and rested there. The rest of the group was also silent, until a certain Fred Weasley stood up.

"Why not? I mean, they deserve to know!" He said, and George joined him.

"Yeah, besides…what harm would it do? Wouldn't that fix everything…they could be the best thing that's ever happened to the Order!"

Molly, their mother, hushed them immediately after seeing Lupin's reaction to their words. He was utterly surprised, and nearly angry.

"It wouldn't work," he said to the room. "They're not supposed to be here…"

"Why not?" it was Ginny who stood up to say this. "Maybe they are, and our world is the one that got it wrong! Why can't they be here?"

"It's simply impossible…"

Fred and George joined the conversation again. "It's obviously not impossible if they were able to get here!" Fred yelled at him.

"You should let them change everything! It would work-"

"No, it wouldn't!" Lupin yelled. His outburst frightened the children into silence. "They're not supposed to be here. If they were, don't you think that I would remember all of this?"

He was right. This was the first time they had come to the future, as Lupin didn't remember the first time it had happened. Everyone became quiet. Lupin spoke, apologetically.

"We have to send them back…"

"Stop!" Mad-Eye Moody had joined the conversation finally. "If they're here for the first time, doesn't that mean something wrong has happened in the past?"

Lupin stared at him. "Well, yes…"

"Then we can't send them back! It could have terrible consequences, and mess up all of our lives!"

"Yeah, but then wouldn't we know about it now? If something was wrong, things would change!" Fred reminded the group.

"In that case, something is very wrong here," Moody told them. "Remus, we have to keep them here for a while…we can ask them about everything."

"I suppose you are right…but it's true. Wouldn't we know if something was wrong in the past?"

"It can't be that important if we haven't heard about it yet," Moody ended the conversation.

Back in the lounge, Hermione and Ron were trying to figure out a suitable way to tell James about Harry, without telling him that he was dead. The two groups of teenagers simply stared at each other for a while, until Hermione finally spoke.

"James, I think there's something you need to know…"

"I would agree," James replied. He hadn't taken quite a liking to this Hermione girl, and decided that he wouldn't.

"Look…you have a son in this future…"

"I sort of figured that out."

"His name is Harry…"

"Ouch…"

"And…well…"

"Why on Earth would I call my kid Harry…?"

"He's sort of…"

"Probably tortured in school, the poor boy…"

"Coming here tomorrow," Hermione finally finished her sentence. James looked at her with annoyance.

"Okay…so I get to meet my kid…what's the big deal? It's not like he's never seen me before!"

"Yes, but…seeing you might be a bit hard on him…seeing all of you might be a bit hard on him…"

"Why?" Sirius joined the conversation.

"You…um…"

"Oh, just tell us!" Peter yelled at her.

"You work a lot!" Ron saved Hermione.

"Yeah, a lot," Hermione added, squeezing Ron's hand tightly, to thank him. "So…he doesn't see you guys a lot…plus he's away at Hogwarts for most of his years…"

"Well, I guess he'll just have to be surprised at how handsome his father turned out."

Sirius snorted, and James elbowed him hard. "Hey, so when do we get to meet ourselves?" Hermione stared at him.

"Well…you don't."

"Why not?"

"We don't want you to disturb…well…your older selves. They're working…a lot."

"But Moony gets to see his older self!" James yelled at her. This started Hermione into dozens of excuses, and a fairly large fight between the two. Suddenly, Sirius noticed something.

"Hey…Moony…are you alright?"

Everybody's eyes turned to the young Remus Lupin. He had suddenly grabbed at his stomach and started breathing extremely heavily.

"Lupin?" Ron said to him, and suddenly the boy yelled out in pain.

"We have to take him to Professor Lupin!" Hermione told Ron. Sirius and Ron tried lifting him, but he wouldn't budge. Hermione ran out of the room towards the living room, James and Peter following her.

"So, how are we going to ask them-" Lupin was interrupted by Hermione running in front of him.

"Professor Lupin, something is very wrong with you!"

He stared at Hermione. She was being serious, he could tell. She led him back to the lounge, only to find the young Remus Lupin in a crawling position on the ground. The older Lupin ran over to him quickly, as James yelled out.

"He lied…tonight was supposed to be the full moon…in our world!"

"Did you take your potion tonight?" Lupin asked his younger self. The boy looked up at him, a pained look in his now yellow eyes.

"What…potion…" he panted, and yelled out in pain again. Others were now crowding into the room.

"It hasn't been invented yet…" he chanted to himself. He, of course, had none after Snape had…done what he did…so he had nothing to give to himself.

"Everybody, get out! And close the door!" he yelled to the group. Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs began to transform.

"No! You have to leave also!" Lupin yelled at them. They morphed back into their regular forms.

"But, it's never been like this before…he needs our help!" Sirius complained to him.

"You're right, it hasn't ever been like this before…you have to leave now!"

"But…what the hell is wrong with him?" James yelled out.

"I…I don't know…" at this point, the young Lupin was nearly in werewolf form, and he was still yelling in pain and fear.

"GET OUT!"

The others did as they were told, but many watched through a small peek hole in the door. They watched as the young Lupin transformed into a vicious werewolf, and began to tear up the entire lounge room. Lupin was able to run outside of the room, and close the door before the beast could escape.

"Everybody, go to bed…" he told them, in a voice that could barely be heard under the howling of the monster. "I'll stay."

"We'll stay with you," Sirius told him, all of the Marauders stepping forward.

"No, you won't."

"We have every right to! He would want us to!" James whined.

"No, he wouldn't! I don't want you to, and what I want is exactly the same as what he wants, I can assure you!" Lupin yelled at them. They glared at him, and began to leave.

"Where are we supposed to sleep?" Peter asked angrily, turning back around. Molly spoke.

"Come now, dears, I'll get you set up…" she pushed them, and everybody else along as Lupin stayed with himself.

At first, the only things he could hear were things banging against the wall, and he could feel the ground shaking. Then, suddenly, he felt his skin changing as he heard whining from inside of the room. He looked down at his arm.

Scars were already starting to form.