A/N: Hi readers! I've just realized that this is only on the alert list of 19 people. I know, depressing right? So anyway, I'm almost done with this fic and I want to get it over with. And just to spit you, the remaining chapters are really short. So deal.

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Chapter 20: Revelations (AKA Squeaking Harry)

"So that's where it ended? She just never remembered?" Harry asked from his chair beside the bed. He sipped his coffee slowly and watched as the man lying in bed swung the silver locket between his fingers.

"The locket's still locket, isn't Harry? She never approached me about our relationship, so I'm guessing no," Remus wheezed. The forty-two year old was in a right state after a misprepared Wolfsbane potion. He coughed as Harry stretched his arms above his head.

"And she had dreams about me. How bizarre!" The twenty-one year old shifted uneasily in his chair.

"I thought so too. Apparently you talked to her, advised her even on what she should do next. It is apparent now that you weren't a figure of her imagination. I know you're blaming yourself right now, but you really shouldn't. You've done nothing wrong." He furled the silver chain around his finger before unfurling it again.

"It's just another thing that went wrong because of me. This time I've broken up soul mates."

"You weren't even born, Harry. This is something you have to blame Voldemort for." They sat in silence as Remus rested, savoring the aftermath of finally sharing a well-kept secret. Harry brooded over this new disturbing tale, marveling over how Remus hadn't told anyone of this for over twenty years. And he had to be at the wedding and suffer her death, in silence as well! This man had so much strength, and yet here he was, alone on his deathbed.

"What I don't understand is why she freaked out and left you in the first place," Harry said, looking confused and reminding Remus of him self when he had stood on the astronomy tower. "Why would she act so out of character?" Remus closed his eyes and sighed deeply, a look of pain and shame spreading across his cheeks.

"I have a theory," he whispered, as if just saying the words was killing him. "One that I have not shared with anyone, not even your godfather." Harry sat up straighter, his curiosity flattening his concern for the man. "I believe she was having mood swings caused by hormones." Harry blinked, brow knitted.

"How could teenage hormones affect her so strongly?" Remus scowled at the ceiling, waiting for Harry to catch up with him.

"They were not normal hormones caused by puberty, Harry." Harry blinked, but a wave of understanding swept across him. His jaw dropped as Remus looked away.

"But you used protection," the young man squeaked.

"You are forgetting that I am not a full human. Some rules do not apply to werewolves, just as the don't to vampires or giants." They sat in silence as the two of them pondered what must have followed. "I can only imagine what your mother must have thought when she figured out her… situation. It didn't take me long to understand what she was, what with her missing morning classes because of sickness and sneaking out of the common room at four in the morning because of random cravings. And yet none of us could help her, since then it would ruin her relationship with James."

"But then what happened? She obviously didn't have the kid, right?" The older man bit down on his lower lip and shook his head. "Well, what happened?"

"Do you remember that your mother was extremely gifted in the area of potions?" he asked sadly. "About three weeks after Lily and I parted ways it was announced that a large number of rare ingredients had been stolen from Professor Slughorn's private stores. No one suspected Lily, but she wouldn't talk to anyone but Amy for several days. James was very upset, but not as much as me."

"So she dealt with it herself," Harry choked out. The lythrocamp nodded guiltily. "My god, I just can't… Bloody Merlin, she didn't even remember how, or who the father even was!" Remus had a coughing fit and Harry handed him a glass of water. He drank it quickly and sank back into the pillows. "I should go, you need your rest."

"Don't do anything rash, Harry. Potter's tend to make snap decisions, you got that from your mother," Remus called after him, but Harry hardly heard. His mind was too full of dates, prophecies, and a spell to alter the fabric of time.

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A/N: GASP! Cliffy! Maybe that will get you to review! I'd better give you an awfully good teaser!

He turned and she saw that though he was not her husband, he was like his twin. But he had green eyes and an oddly shaped scar on his forehead. "I'm sorry to disturb you, but are you Lily Evans?"

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