A/N: Yay! I finally got some reviews! THANK YOU! So, here is chapter 15 out of 23. It mainly just catches up with the plot, in some obvious ways, so if you pay attention you may be able to piece together my plot!

Disclaimer: Sirius: Has anyone noticed that I'm the only one sane in this story?

Remus: Well, you're finally doing what your name says, my friend.

Lily: That's a scary thought.

Sirius: Oh bugger off Evans.

Remus & James: Don't insult her!

Sirius: Right…

Anyway, I don't own Harry Potter.

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Chapter 15: Enjoy What's left

They sat together on the bed, both content and happy. Remus was a little nervous about giving Lily her gift, but he knew she would love it. He didn't care what she gave him, because he knew that she hade given him the best gift she could have the night before.

"I'll go first," she finally said, and handed him a flat box wrapped in gold paper and red ribbon. He gently pulled off the wrapping and a small silver picture frame fell into his lap. It held no picture, but the frame itself was enough of a gift, as it was enchanted. A small, carved wolf sat in one corner, blinking up at him, before running across the bottom to look at Lily. "I thought of you when I saw this over the summer, though I never knew why. I guess I do now though… Anyway, I bought it and kept it to give to you if I ever got the change."

"But it has no picture," he whispered, still watching the carved animal as it licked its paws, never taking its eyes off them.

"We'll take one of both of us." He smiled and looked up at her, eyes full of emotion and love.

"It's beautiful." He stroked a finger over the silver, and the wolf purred softly. "Thank you." He gently placed it on the nightstand, before pulling a velvet case from his pocket and handing it to Lily. "Now it's your turn." She tucked her knees underneath her and opened it without hesitation. A shine of light lit up the room as she looped a finger around the silver chain and pulled it up slowly, so that a small heart shaped locked became unfastened from the velvet.

"Oh Remus," she breathed, turning it slowly to examine its other side, reflecting the light from the window behind them around the room. "I don't know what to say." It was the necklace from the first dream, the wedding dream. She would have recognized it anywhere.

"It was my mother's," he said, taking it from her so he could fasten it around her neck. He left his hands on her shoulders as she stared down at the locket in awe. "It's charmed so that it won't come off until you stop loving me."

"Well then it won't come off until the day I die," she whispered, turning to face him. He wasn't blushing or nervous at all. She leaned over and gave him a soft kiss.

"I'm glad you like it. I wasn't sure if you would be creeped out by the charm." She brushed some hair away from his eyes as he brought a finger up to the locket. "It can hold anything," he added. "It can serve as a pensive."

"Just shut and kiss me, Remy." So he did.

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"So he gave you the locket, I see."

"How do you know about it?"

"I know more than you'd expect."

"Then tell me why I can't be with Remus."

Silence.

"Well? Tell me why I have to leave him!"

"You know I can't tell you that."

"How do you know about the locket?"

"You ask to many questions."

"I don't get many answers."

"He told me what it was."

"Was? Does it come off? But that only happens if I stop loving him or if I die… Do I die?"

Silence.

"You're as stubborn as your father."

"You'll learn to love him."

"You're wrong."

"Then how am I here?"

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It was with great reluctance that Lily climbed the spindly ladder that led to the Divination classroom. She had sworn to herself that she would never enter the classroom after the exploding crystal ball incident in her fourth year. Of course, she didn't know that Sirius Black had just performed a well-aimed reductor curse when her back was turned. However, she swallowed her pride and pushed back the trap door, since she was in desperate need of some guidance in the area of dreams.

The classroom looked just the same, and she sent a glare at the glass orb resting on a close table.

"Professor Knowlest?" she called through gritted teeth. An airy voice greeted her from an adjoining room.

"Who is calling?" She rolled her eyes and sat down in one of the wooden chairs.

"Lily Evans. I need some guidance." The older man swept out of his room in a whirl of fuchsia robes.

"Ms. Evans, I haven't seen you for two years! What type of guidance do you need?" He sat down across from her at the table.

"Well, I have been having some disturbing dreams that I don't consider normal."

"Do continue." She took a deep breath.

"IkeephavingthesedreamswheremysonfromthefuturetriedtoconvincemethatIhavetodumpmyboyfriendanddatemyenemybecausethegoodofhumankinddependsonit." He blinked and asked her to repeat herself. She glared at him but repeated her sentence, doing her best not to rush. "I keep having these dreams where my son from the future tried to convince me that I have to dump my boyfriend and date my enemy because the good of human kind depends on it." She watched as a sad smile crept across his face. "What does it mean?"

"You are Mr. Lupin's girlfriend, I'm assuming?" She gulped.

"How did you know?" He sighed and stood up.

"Recently I had the pleasure of reading young Remus' palm," he began, while pulling a few books off the bookcase. "He had a strange love line, one that was very strong, but it intersected with his tragedy line multiple times before going on to intersect with his destiny line." Slowly he dropped the books onto the table, waiting for her to understand. She didn't.

"But what does that mean, Professor?"

"It means that you are soul mates, but you must not stay with him. You have a future with another man, as you already said. As much as it pains me to say this, you two must not be together."

"But I love him!" She thought back to her dreams, remembering his first, more vivid dream. "I had one where I was getting married to someone else. Dumbledore said that my son must go on to defeat You-Know-Who. Is that my destiny?" He shrugged.

"It is possible. May I see your palm please?" She extended her hand and he gently turned it over. "Very short life line. Hmm. Yes, your lined are similar to Remus', tragic love line. But your family line is long, and connects to your destiny, but never with love, though it does cross the romance line. Yes, I believe your dreams are correct. This other man you spoke of will be the father, and this son will serve an important purpose eventually."

"But I don't want to marry Potter! I don't want to leave Remus!" She stood up and knocked over her chair. "How can I prevent this from happening?"

"You can't my dear, you must enjoy the time with him that you have left!" She turned on her heel and ran off, tears flowing freely, as a wolf howl echoed through the castle grounds.

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"Do you understand now?"

"No."

"Yes you do. You won't look me in the eye."

"So? Just leave me alone! All I wanted was to love and be loved! Why do things have to be like this?" Silence. "Answer me!"

"You think I know? I lost my parents when I was a year old! I always thought you and Dad were happy and now I find out it was all a lie? How do you think I feel? My mother was in love with my father's best friend, and I ruined soul mates! Yet another thing is my fault!" Silence. "I didn't mean to yell at you."

"I don't blame you."

"Blame me for what?"

"Being upset."

"Thank you. And I hope you know that if there was any other way, I wouldn't be doing this."

"I know." Silence. "You've never told me your name."

"Harry." (A/N: Duh!)

"I like that name. I bet I chose it."

"Probably. From what I've heard about my dad he would have named me after himself."

"Don't be so hard on him, Harry."

"I told you that you would learn to love him."

"Who says I love him? I can't stand him, but you shouldn't judge him since you've never met him in person."

"I guess." Silence. "Can you just promise me something?"

"Of course."

"Don't ever loose that locket, even if it does come off some day."

"I promise."

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A/N: I love doing those dream sequences. Anyway, thank you all for actually giving me reviews! I've gotten over 60 now, thank you! Maybe I'll get 100 by the time I finish! Anyway, the next chapter will make you laugh, and make you cry, just a warning. And we will see more of Harry, of course. And James. And Sirius.

"Why what are you doing here, Evans? You don't normally hang out in the famous Marauder dormitory, do you?"

Then:

"Remus, I'm s-so scared!" she stammered into his shirt, and he tugged her closer and glanced behind him at the shaggy black dog sitting on Sirius' bed.

Anyway, I'll see you in three days when I update next. REVIEW!

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