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For the next few days, Harry concentrated on schoolwork and Quidditch. It wasn't until his next Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson that Harry became quite distracted. Dumbledore had just finished the lesson and the other students were clearing out when Albus said quietly,

"Harry, would you please stay a moment?" Harry nodded and sank back into his seat. Hermione and Ron lingered in the doorway. "You two may go." Dumbledore ordered, his blue eyes glimmering. Hermione and Ron quickly darted into the bustling hallway. With a flick of his wand, Dumbledore closed the door.

"I was wondering Harry, how are you?" Dumbledore asked. Harry shrugged.

"I'm fine." Albus seated himself in a chair near Harry's.

"Slyr informed me."

"You talk to him?" Harry asked incredulously. Dumbledore created a bridge with his fingers and leaned heavily on the nearest desk.

"He has spoken with me for years, through Fawkes. I cannot understand nor speak Parseltongue, so Fawkes acts as an interpreter for me. It is beneficial to have allies in the Forest."

"So I guess you know I was in there." Harry said guiltily, uncomfortably aware of Dumbledore watching him closely.

"I am, Harry. And while I should take points from your House, I am too interested in what you found. So tell me, what did you find?" Albus asked. Harry returned Albus's gaze.

"Nothing. I found nothing, Headmaster. I was distracted before I could find what I was looking for. But Slyr said it didn't matter anyway because what I had been looking for was gone." Harry paused. "But I think you should know that there are really werewolves in the Forest." Dumbledore smiled.

"Is that rumor still spreading?" Dumbledore asked, more to himself than Harry. "Doubtless, it was one of your father's friends or your father himself who spread it, because Harry, as far as I know, there are never any werewolves in the Forest, with the exception of one, who is rarely here. Although," Dumbledore mused, "I have not explored the whole Forest. There may be countless werewolves in hiding. But as to my knowledge, there are none, save that special one." The headmaster was smiling. Harry froze.

"Hang on, one werewolf that's rarely here? But that would be...that would be...Lupin!" Harry exclaimed. Albus smiled even broader.

"Correct Harry, you are correct! It was Remus Lupin that you encountered in the Forest. Although surely, you must have guessed."

"I thought maybe it was...but then I wasn't sure." Harry admitted. Dumbledore nodded.

"Remus had been here to see me earlier. He has been in the Forest for quite some time now. I'm not sure what he's waiting for, but perhaps when you get back to your dorm he will be waiting there." Albus continued. Harry jumped up, shoving his books into his bag.

"Thanks, Headmaster! I've got to go!" Harry said, heading eagerly for the door.

"Harry, wait, I need to tell you something!" Dumbledore called, but it was useless, because Harry was already out the door. Running along the corridors, Harry was suddenly grateful for his running time, because he made it to the portrait in record time.

"Half moon!" Harry panted. The Fat Lady swung open in admittance and Harry raced in. Half of the Gryffindors were gathered around Lupin, asking him how he'd been.

"Remus!" Harry called. Lupin turned and nodded in acknowledgment. He managed to fight his way out of the crowd and get to Harry.

"Harry, good to see you! How are you?" Remus asked, shaking Harry's hand warmly. Harry grinned.

"Pretty well, considering I nearly was bitten by a werewolf." Harry teased without thinking. Lupin's face fell, and he stepped back.

"I'm really sorry about that Harry. I hope you don't go wandering in the Forest often." Lupin said with a frown, looking thoroughly embarrassed.

"I don't." Harry said quickly. "But one of the Slyyni told me someone was looking for me in there, so I thought it was a Death Eater. But it was you."

"You went looking for a Death Eater?" Lupin said suddenly, shocked. Harry waved it aside.

"Forget it. I really don't go in the Forest alone or anything. And if I go again, I'll be careful not to find you when you're transformed."

"I don't think that circumstance will come up again, Harry. I was merely in the Forest to find something." In the back of Harry's mind, a suspicious voice asked what Lupin could be looking for that even the snakes wouldn't speak of. Harry brushed it aside with impatience.

"How come you're still here?" Harry asked finally. Lupin took hold of Harry's arm and began to walk along.

"I have something to discuss with you, in private, I'm afraid." They stepped out of the Common Room.

"Leaving so soon, Remus?" The Fat Lady cooed at Lupin.

"I'm afraid so." Remus answered politely, still firmly pulling Harry away. Harry smirked at Remus.

"You have the beginnings of a fan club." Harry laughed. Remus glared at him, but Harry saw the hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Harry realized after awhile, that Lupin was headed towards the Room of Requirement.

"Here we are." Lupin muttered, opening the door. Harry was surprised. Inside was a squashy couch and a large coffee table. It was covered with...

"Ice cream?" Harry asked incredulously. Lupin smiled and sat on the couch.

"Yes. I'm rather fond of the Muggle treat. And I'm very hungry. Take a seat." Remus said easily, indicating the seat beside him. Five minutes later, both had rather large sundaes on their laps. Harry was concentrating on smothering his vanilla ice cream in hot fudge and gummy bears while Remus was circling his ice cream with cherries. By the time both were done their sundaes, fifteen minutes had passed. Lupin set aside his bowl on the table and Harry followed suit.

"Harry, I need to ask you something." Remus said seriously, his brow wrinkled in serious debate. Harry nodded.

"Go ahead. Ask away." Harry settled back on the couch, wondering vaguely if he was missing a class. He jolted upright.

"I'm missing Transfiguration!" He exclaimed, getting up to leave. Lupin grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back down.

"It doesn't matter, Harry. But my question does." Harry eyed Lupin warily.

"All right."

"If you could find a way, a charm, to bring back Sirius and your parents, would you use it?" Harry answered without even thinking.

"Yes."

"Good!" Lupin said, rubbing his hands together pensively. Harry wondered where this was leading.

"Harry, even if it were not quite black magic, but not white, would you use it?"

"Yes."

"What if I told you that I have a way, and all I need is one drop of blood?" Remus asked, staring intensely at Harry. Harry paused before answering.

"I'd say you're crazy." Harry finally answered.

"I'd say I'm magic." Lupin said promptly. "And you're my link."

Sorry about the cliffhanger, but it's late! A girl needs her sleep. Please review, and I'll do my best to update more soon!