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Chapter three- Answers
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It seemed like time had stopped when the Ministry official knocked on the old oak door. With a shaky hand he had opened the door, and when the news had been said and the official was gone it was all he could muster not to just breakdown in to tears. Somehow he managed to make it over to the worn out blue sofa and slouched into it, a sob breaking through ever so slightly.
"There taking him, there taking him away!" He choked, and with that muttered he couldn't hold back the tears any longer and broke down. He clutched his knees up to his chest and cried for what seemed like hours, only stopping when a cry was heard from a room down the hall.
Wiping his cheeks off, he followed the sound to its source. A newborn baby boy lay in an old fashioned crib, squalling for attention. With a faint smile he lifted the child up and cradled it to his chest. The little one had dark brown hair, and when it opened its tiny eyes deep blue orbs peeked out.
"Romulus, my precious son, they can't take you away for ever. I swear by the greater powers I will find a way one day to get you back." He whispered and a small tear landed on a small, soft cheek.
Remus John Lupin looked up and out the window and said louder, "I swear you can't keep him from me forever!"
Remus sighed heavily as he remembered that awful day, the day he learned he couldn't keep his son. It had been horrible knowing that in a week he'd be taken away and all because Remus was a werewolf and there was no other parent there to watch him incase Remus became too dangerous for the child to be considered safe. A tear made its way down his cheek as he recalled the ministry official taking the child and driving off, knowing he might never see him again.
"You wanted to talk to me?"
Remus quickly brushed the tear away and looked up at the teen standing in the doorway. Nodding, he patted the seat beside him and Romulus came over and sat next to him. The way Romulus slouched ever so slightly and yet still remained up right enough to not be rude made Remus smile softly. 'All too similar…'
"Look, Romulus, I'm glad you're here. I hate that you can't stay with me, but you have to understand how dangerous it is for you to be here. They may never let me see you again, and I don't want that to happen." The werewolf explained.
"Oh sure, like they were letting you visit me anyway. And they won't find me here, I told them in my note I was visiting some friend in Scotland. Take them forever to realize I'm not there, and by then I'll be safely back and there will be no need to worry. Aren't I smart?" Romulus said, and smiled brightly at his own brilliance.
Remus shook his head in wonder. It was amazing how much the two were alike. Looking back up at him he smiled also. "I guess there's no way to make you understand the seriousness of the situation, so why don't we just talk. How are you?"
The blue-eyed teen shrugged. "Fine I guess, I'm doing good in school and the people I'm staying with are fairly nice."
"How many times have they had to move you?" Remus asked sadly.
"This will be my seventh family since I turned nine. Hazard being a werewolf's kid, huh?" Romulus responded, then seeing Remus's hurt expression continued, "But I don't mind, I like moving. Get to meet new people and all that."
Remus nodded slowly in understanding. "Sounds like you've been fine then. I'm glad."
"Ok, enough with my life, I want some answers." Romulus said, sitting up more to express how important and serious his next few statements were. "I want to know who my mother is, why no one seems to know, and how come they won't ever let you visit, as you must know."
The werewolf sighed at what his son wanted to know. "I can't answer all those questions Romulus, I'm sorry. But they won't let me visit because I'm a werewolf and people seem to think that classifies me as always being a threat. Silly really, I'm only dangerous on a full moon."
The teen growled slightly in frustration. "No, I want to know who my mother is! Is she dead, alive, where is she? Why can't you tell me?"
"I can't tell you, the reasons I'll keep to myself. She's dead though, end of story." Remus replied sadly, looking down at his hands. He hated not being able to tell the boy everything, but he couldn't because that would be admitting to himself just how much the loss really hurt him. He wasn't ready to believe that they actually had something, because if he did then he didn't think he could take it.
"Fine, but I'll find out sooner or later. You can't keep my heritage from me forever after all." Romulus aid with a smirk and crossed his arms, a favorite position for him it seemed.
"OH MY GOD!" Yelled someone upstairs and Remus sighed as he knew three very curious Weasleys were about to come barging in. Sure enough, Fred, George and Ginny appeared in the door wide-eyed.
The twins glanced at each other before one of them (Remus couldn't tell them apart) said, "Bloody Remus, never thought you'd be one to have kids."
The other nodded. "But since you do how about we take him upstairs and show him around…"
"You are not to use him for any of your experiments, you hear me?" Remus warned, and the twins threw him identical grins that clearly said 'Us? Never!'.
Romulus blinked quite confused as to what was going on. "You know, I still have received no introductions at all, not even from the three upstairs."
"Oh, that's right! Sorry, but seeing you was a bit of a shock, I guess I forgot." Remus apologized. He was about to introduce everyone in sight when the twins cut him off.
"I'm Fred," "And I'm George," "And Ginny here is our sister, "And the three upstairs are Ron," "Our younger brother," "Hermione," "Said brother's girlfriend," "And Harry," "The famous one," "And you're Romulus, correct?" The two said together, and it was done so perfectly it might have well just been one talking.
The teen laughed at the show and nodded. "Yes, I am. Pleasure to meet you all."
Ginny smiled at him. It was quite obvious from her slight blush she fancied him, and all she could do was a small wave in his direction. Seeing this Romulus winked at her, causing the poor girl to squeak and rush quite fast out of the room. Fred and George broke into hysterics, and Remus rolled his eyes.
"So anyway, how long are you staying then? Hope through Christmas, since really we've been waiting some new entertainment…" One of the twins, probably Fred, said, and seeing Remus's death glare grabbed his twin's arm and hurried away.
"Interesting those two, I'm guessing I shouldn't ever get them angry, eh?" Romulus said with a laugh.
Remus nodded. "Yes, they can be quite a pain at times, but altogether amusing." There was a knock from the door frame and the two looked over to see Harry standing there. Remus sighed. "Hello Harry."
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything, but Mrs. Weasley says dinner is ready. Coming?" The green-eyed boy asked a little nervously.
Romulus jumped up and grinned widely. "Yay! Food!"
Harry laughed and motioned for him to follow to the kitchen. Remus smiled at the two as they left and stood up his self. It felt nice knowing his son was safe, and for once in a very long time he actually felt happy. 'If only you could see him Sirius…'
(A/N I was originally going to cut it here, but since a request for a longer chappie was given, a longer chappie you get! Yay!)
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"So, how long are you staying?" Ron asked. He, Harry, and Romulus were upstairs in his room supposed to be sleeping but the three couldn't help but chat.
"Probably until the end of the break. I hope so anyway." Romulus replied, turning on his side to face Harry's bed. The room was now very crowded, and the three beds were almost pushed together. Luckily the beds could be vanished during the day, so Ron still had some space.
Harry sighed. "I still don't get it, why hasn't Remus ever told us about you?"
Romulus shrugged, them realizing it was dark replied, "I don't know. It might have something to do with my mother. He seems to not want any one to know who she is, odd isn't it?"
"Yeah, it is." Ron said sleepily. A long quiet filled the room, and soft snores alerted the other two that he'd fallen asleep.
Harry turned to face Romulus, barely able to make out the other teen's outline in the dark. He still didn't know why the boy felt so familiar, or why he'd been having dreams with him in them. It was just so odd…
"Are you still awake Harry?"
"Yes," Harry whispered back. "What is it?"
Romulus let out a loud sigh. "It seems strange doesn't it? You know my father better than I do."
For a second Harry didn't know how to respond. It was such a deep subject after all, and after thinking for awhile asked, "Do you want me to tell you some things about him?"
"That would be nice, thank-you."
"Well, were to start? I met him back in my third year of Hogwarts, he was our Defense against the Dark Arts professor, the best we've ever had. He was always there for me, and since he was friends with my parents I learn a lot about them from him." Harry started, remembering all the long talks he had with the man. "And for everything he's been through, he never lets any of it bring him done. He seems to have learned to cope with things, but I guess because he's a werewolf he has to."
Romulus frowned at the thought of what his father went through once a month. It really just occurred to him how horrible it must be, to have your whole body change like that. "Is he your father figure then?"
"No, but he sure is close. My father figure died last year…Remus's last true friend I believe, and none of us have truly recovered yet." Harry felt a deep sadness wash over him at the thought of Sirius, and he had to hold back from crying. He'd done a lot of that since it happened, and he knew he'd never recover.
"I'm sorry, who was he?" The fifteen year old asked hesitantly. He wanted answers, but he felt like he was hurting Harry a little by asking so many personal questions.
Harry sighed. "Considering that you most likely think he's a mass murderer I don't think you'd believe me. He was really a great man though, and I'm sure you would have liked him if you'd had the chance to meet him."
Romulus blinked in confusion. "A mass murderer?"
The boy next to him nodded. "Yep, one Sirius Black. He was really innocent though."
"You're telling me that Sirius Black is innocent, and he and my father were best friends? Hmm, I can actually believe that. Well, I think I've got enough info to last me awhile, so good-night Harry."
"Good-night Romulus." Harry replied, but even as he heard Romulus's breathing even out he couldn't fall asleep. Something was bugging him, and he couldn't put his finger on what it was. Sighing he turned onto his back, and with another hour he was asleep.
His dreams were again filled with veils, but this time when Romulus told him it was too soon to learn how to bring Sirius back he didn't wake up. Instead his dreamed turned into one where he and Romulus were walking through a large field filled with lilies, and then Sirius appeared. Deep blue eyes looked at him and then he snapped awake to find the room empty. Ron and Romulus must have already gone down for breakfast.
"I got it!" He said in a cracked voice having just woke up. He finally understood why every time he saw Romulus he felt a sense of de-ja-vu. "He's just like Sirius…"
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Wow, longest chapter I've ever written for a fanfic…is it long enough to suit all of your tastes? I hope so…took me awhile to write…Oh, about the whole Romulus/Harry thing, I've decided to do that. If you no like, then I'm sorry. Maybe I'll do another thing for this story without that how's that? REVIEW NOW PLEASE! Oh, if you all like Harry/Draco, could you go read my Visitor from Afar story? I'm in need of reviews, even if there flames…NOW HIT THE BUTTON AND TELL ME WHAT YA'LL THOUGHT!
