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Harry just stared.

"You're kidding." He finally stammered. Remus shook his head.

"I wouldn't tell you this unless I was sure."

"You're sure?" Remus nodded. Harry felt his blood go cold. "But why didn't you do something after...after Sirius died?" Harry blurted out, feeling so cold despite a warm blaze from a fireplace in front of him. There was a bitter, metallic taste in his mouth as he remembered that Sirius was dead again. Lupin sighed.

"Listen, Harry, I should explain this to you. But I'm so impatient..." Lupin muttered. He sighed heavily again. "Well, I've waited this long. I can wait until you understand. Harry, there is a...a spell. It isn't what some wizards call 'white magic', meaning an ordinary spell that really can do no harm. Although, as Dumbledore once explained to you I'm sure, even the simplest of spells can do damage. But this spell, it isn't really used lightly." Harry felt alarmed. He had no interest in using black magic. Lupin saw Harry's startled look. "It isn't black magic either, because it requires friendship and trust, Harry. The Marauders researched this spell heavily, and we completed it during our seventh year, right before our graduation. It allows one person to...reincarnate another person, or persons. As long as there is a link."

"If I'm a link to my father, then whose a link to Sirius?" Harry asked, still feeling numb.

"We all had vials of each others blood. We even have Lily's, since James basically refused to do this without Lily. We included her after she and James married, of course. I want to use you for your parents Harry, because you are such a direct link. Sirius, James, and I were bright students, and certainly smart enough to do this spell."

"What about Peter?" Harry questioned. Lupin shrugged.

"He never really mastered it. But we always suspected if only Peter was left alive of the four of us, the world was doomed anyway." Harry grinned faintly and Lupin continued. "So Harry, it is a complicated spell. It requires...." Lupin paused, "some sacrifices but I'm prepared to take them."

"Sacrifices?" Harry echoed uncertainly. Lupin shifted uncomfortably.

"I'm not sure what kind of sacrifice really. Everyone who's attempted this spell since Adrich the Anguished has died in the attempt, but they weren't as determined or as bright as I am Harry. Now Harry, I'm feeling very impatient, so please tell me, will you help me?" Lupin asked, his eyes searching Harry's.

"Er..."

"Think about it Harry! You'll have Sirius and your parents back! It'll be better! We can do the Fidelus (I think that's the way it's spelled) Charm and it will work this time! Believe me Harry, it's all for the best!" Lupin pleaded. Harry considered it for a moment.

"All right." He agreed finally. Lupin grinned.

"You won't regret it!" Lupin promised. He grabbed Harry's harm again and hurried to the fireplace. He took a bag of Floo powder out of his pocket and held it out to Harry after taking some. "Number 12 Grimmauld Place!" Lupin shouted and threw in his pinch. He stepped into the fire and disappeared. Harry followed suit, and stumbled out of the fireplace into the living room of the Order of the Phoenix's Hideout.

"What are we doing here?" Harry asked stupidly, feeling like he was numb.

"Come with me." Lupin said briskly, leading Harry into a room dimly lit by a chandelier. The only things in the room were a coat rack (one of the upright ones, that you can hang hats on too), a footstool and a potted plant. Oh, and the table which had a rather large cauldron on it which was simmering and emitting dark blue smoke. Harry gulped and stepped in, shutting the door behind him. Lupin went over to the table. "It's ready. I've been preparing this for four months. It will be ready at exactly 1:06 p.m. We have ten minutes." Lupin said eagerly. He held something out to Harry that glinted in the dim light.

"What is that?" Harry asked nervously. Lupin stepped closer.

"I'll need that blood Harry." Lupin said gravely. Harry saw that he was holding a knife. "Go ahead." Lupin encouraged, handing Harry the knife. Harry took a shuddering breath and ripped the blade across his palm. His mind went blank with pain as the hurt registered. Lupin caught the drops of blood in two separate vials. Lupin poured the shimmering potion into three separate cups. He added one of Harry's vials to one cup, and then the other. From his pocket he produced a third vial which he poured into the third cup. The three cups began to steam violently. Harry felt his blood go cold. A few quiet minutes passed. Finally, with two minutes to 1:06, Lupin handed Harry one of the cups. "Harry, I want you to pour this over that potted plant when I tell you." Harry stood by the plant, while Lupin moved the footstool closer to the coat rack. They passed the next two minutes in silence, Harry's heart hammering so fiercely the sound filled his ears and mind. A clock suddenly tolled loudly.

"Now?" Harry asked quickly.

"Now!" Lupin answered, pouring his two cups simultaneously. Harry poured his own as well. Harry felt like he was going to pass out. The room was spinning. Lupin pointed his wand at the coat rack and muttered a complicated sounding spell. "James Potter!" He muttered. He turned to the footstool and muttered something else, finishing with "Sirius Black". Next he approached the potted plant, uttered the spell and said "Lily Potter". Lupin glanced at Harry hopefully, and Harry looked back at him. Lupin exhaled shakily and grabbed Harry's shoulder to steady himself.

"Did it work?" Harry asked nervously. Lupin glanced at the plant, the footstool and the coat rack.

"I'm...not sure. Maybe not." Lupin sighed.

"What's going on?" A voice suddenly demanded. Harry and Lupin whirled to find it. It seemed to come from the footstool.

"Sirius?" Harry croaked.

"James! James!" Someone cried.

"Mum!" Harry yelped, staring intently at the potted plant.

"Lily, are you all right?" James Potter asked, his voice projecting from the coat rack.

"Thanks for caring, Prongs." Sirius said dryly. Harry was frozen.

"Prongs! Padfoot!" Lupin shouted.

"Remus!" The three seemingly inanimate objects shouted. Remus pulled three feathers out of his pocket, placed them on the large table and muttered something. Each feather transfigured into a body. Lily Potter was on the far left, James was in the middle, and Sirius was on the right. Remus was nearly crying as he muttered something and a blue light emerged from each of the three objects, only to enter the bodies. Harry stood still without breezing, hoping with his entire heart.

Suddenly, a blue whirlwind picked up Lupin and slammed him into the wall behind Harry. Lupin hit so hard he was knocked unconscious and slumped to the ground. A dark blue light surrounded Remus like a shield. Harry hurried over.

"Remus!" He shouted. His hand was inches from the blue light when suddenly the blue light crackled so violently that Harry instantly recoiled.

"Harry!" A deep voice shouted. Harry turned and felt like his heart was going to explode.

"Sirius!" The strong arms enveloped him. Harry heard a strangled, muffled cry.

"Harry! James, oh God, it's Harry!" Lily Potter screamed.

"Harry!" James said in a strangled voice. Suddenly, there was a new voice added to the clamor.

"Who performed the Replacement Charm?" Dumbledore snapped.

I'm so sorry I haven't updated! I have a good explanation. My dog who I've had about nine years died on Tuesday, and I just haven't been able to get in the mood to write. I hope you like this chapter! Please review!