Ok, Ok, I got at least four…so this chapter is uber long. Now, since I usually write three pages, this one is hopefully going to be five or six! How does that make up for that short one before?

Ejje: And DD, Cal took the other half of the cookie. Sorry!

Cal: I did not! It was you!

Ejje: No it wasn't! Wait, M.E….

It wasn't me! Anyway, please review when you're done! The more reviews, the longer the chapter! What a great concept huh?

Cal: M.E. only owns Romulus, no stealing! And M.E. we all noticed your change in subject…

I couldn't help it! It was double chunk chocolate chip flavored…sorry DD…

Chapter six- Dreams

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"Hey Romulus, I was just wondering where you got that tattoo, it's really awesome." Harry said, sitting next to the younger boy on the couch. It was two days before Christmas, and Romulus and he volunteered to stay behind while everyone else went to pick up gifts. The twins were back at their shop for late sales, and Hermione and Ginny with their mother and Lupin to Diagon Alley. Ron was still sleeping upstairs, and they decided not to even bother asking him if he wanted to go.

"My tattoo?" Romulus asked, looking at Harry with wide-eyes. "You, um, can see it?"

Harry nodded, very puzzled. "Yeah, the phoenix on your wrist, I think it looks cool."

"Strange, I have a charm on it so only, um well, certain people can see it." Romulus said, and Harry noticed him start to fidget ever so slightly.

"Oh really, well what kind of people can see it?" Harry asked.

Romulus swiped his hair out of his face, he'd let it fall freely today. "Well, people like me you could say, but I really don't want to go into it…but you can see it?"

Harry rolled his eyes. "Yes, I can see it! Can you please tell me what it means? I'm a very curious person, and if you don't tell me I'll just tail you until you do."

The younger brunette sighed. "Well, it's this thing we have at my school. If you've, um, done this certain thing then you get one. But, uh, only others who have done it too can see them…"

"What do you have to do? I mean, if I've done it to then what's the harm in telling me?"

Romulus's cheeks tinted. "Err; you've had to have, um, well its like, uh…" He blinked at his own confused speech and shook his head. "Sorry, but well, you've had to have-"

"HARRY! WHERE IS EVERYONE?"

Harry sighed in frustration and looked towards the door where a much disheveled Ron stood. He must have just jumped right out of bed. "They've gone shopping, you were asleep so they decided to not wake you and just go. Problem?"

The red-head yawned. "Nope. I'm going back up, later." He turned around and left, and Harry turned back to look at Romulus who was currently poking a piece of parchment with his wand.

"What are you doing?"

The blue-eyed boy looked back up at him and shrugged. "I found this parchment up in the room, I was just wondering what it was for."

Harry looked at the parchment and chuckled when he realized Romulus had found the Marauder's Map. "It's a map of Hogwarts. Your dad helped create it actually. Here, let me show you how it works." He took the parchment and muttered, "I solemnly swear I am up to no good."

"Wow!" Romulus whispered loudly. "Dad helped create that thing? It's amazing!" He took it back from Harry to examine it better. "Moony, Wormtail, P-padfoot…" His voice went off and his eyes squinted to look at whatever amazed him so much.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked worriedly.

Romulus looked back at him blinking rather fast. "This name, I've heard it before."

"Padfoot? It was Sirius's nickname when he was in school." Harry explained.

"Sirius's nickname?" Romulus whispered and looked back at the map. "So very odd…"

Harry sat back a little, extremely confused. It was a state Romulus left him in a lot actually. "What's odd about it?"

"I've, well, don't think I'm crazy, but I've been having these dreams about this black dog, and it just keeps fading away, and every time I try to run after it a hand stops me and a voice says 'Padfoot belongs to the shadows now, you must wait for when the light returns,' and then I wake up." Romulus explained, his eyes never leaving the map.

Harry swallowed. Romulus's dream was somewhat like his own, but was it just a coincidence? Did Romulus actually know a way to bring Sirius back, and if he did why? Why is it that a boy Sirius has never met can bring him back when Harry himself couldn't? What made Romulus so special? Was he really Sirius's son?

(A/N: I just want to make this clear now. Romulus does NOT have any special powers, it's just because he's related to Sirius, and Harry, well, you'll just have to wait for that one…)

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(Later)

"Remus I want to speak with you right now if you don't mind."

The werewolf looked up and set his reading glasses down onto the pages of the book he'd been reading. He clasped his hands together and sat them down on the pages too. "You have my full attention."

Harry took a seat across from the werewolf. It was about eleven at night and everyone else had gone to bed so there wasn't much concern for interruption. "I have some questions for you, and I want you to answer them truthfully."

"I'll try to answer them as truthfully as I can." Lupin replied.

"Why it is that Romulus and Sirius are so alike it's unsettling."

Lupin's mouth opened slightly. "Err, I have no idea what you mean."

Harry's eyes narrowed. "You have to have seen it too. The way they look, the way they act, it's almost like Romulus is a little Sirius clone!"

Lupin's eyes widened and he paled lightly. "Harry, um, well…" He sighed and gently rubbed his forehead. "It is a very complicated, ok?"

"So he is Sirius's son!" Harry exclaimed. He felt a rush of pride at figuring it out on his own, but his mood lightened as he saw the sad look on his ex-professor's face.

"Harry, Romulus is my son, but because I'm a werewolf I have, um, certain things about me that are different then normal wizards." He paused, and when Harry didn't say anything he continued, "Yes, me and Sirius were together for a brief time. One day I went to the doctor because I had been felling off, and what I discovered was quite astonishing."

Harry's eyes widened in realization at what he'd just found out added to what he'd already knew. Remus was Romulus's father, and Sirius was too. It made so much sense now that he thought about it. "You were pregnant, weren't you?"

Lupin nodded grimly. "When I got home to tell Sirius the news, it was already too late. He had confronted Peter already and been sent to Azkaban. I had Romulus alone then, and then the ministry took him. I still can't forgive myself by never telling Sirius…"

"Oh Remus, I'm so sorry…" Harry whispered. Sirius never knew then he had a son, and Remus was all alone once more. A strong feeling of guilt washed over him. If he'd never gone to the Department of Mysteries that night, Remus would still have Sirius… (A/N: Harry has a guilt complex, and though it has been overused it's true. Even in the books he does, so no blaming me by using it.)

"Harry, don't blame yourself. Sirius knew he was in danger when he went after you that night." Lupin said, sensing what Harry was thinking. "It wasn't your fault at all."

"I know, but I still get that nagging feeling in the back of my head that it was." Harry said with a sigh. "Anyway, are you ever going to tell Romulus?"

The werewolf shrugged. "I haven't decided yet."

Harry was about to get up when he remembered something. "Remus, I forgot something. Over the summer I've been having these strange dreams, and they have Sirius in them. A voice is telling me I can get him back, but before it says how, a boy would appear and tell me it is too soon for me to know."

Lupin blinked. "It may just be your guilt causing it."

"No, because up until now I didn't recognize the boy, but now I do! It's been Romulus, and the other day he was looking at Marauder's map and froze at the word Padfoot. He says he's been having dreams about a black dog, and when he tries to save it from the shadows a voice tells him that he has to wait for the light, Padfoot belongs to the shadows until then!"

Lupin's eyes widened. "He's had dreams of Padfoot? What could this mean?"

"Maybe together me and him can bring him back, that's the only thing I could come up with."

The werewolf sighed deeply. "Maybe you're right, but still I don't think either of you can. No one has ever come back through hat veil."

"There's a first time for everything." Harry retorted. He felt very strongly that somehow fate had brought Romulus to them and they together could bring Padfoot back from the veil. He couldn't quit explain this emotion to Lupin, but he still felt it.

Lupin gave him a small smile. "Only time will tell, huh?"

They were interrupted by a loud, "Meowp!" and a strange, catlike creature leaped up onto the table startling Harry. It had large ears, and a tale like a lion, with big, bright intelligent eyes. It had brown fur that was flecked with gold. It looked between the two for a second and then made what sounded like a yawn. (1)

"What is that?" Harry asked still staring at the creature.

"It looks like a Kneazle." The werewolf responded. "But how did it get in?"

The Kneazle suddenly walked over to Harry and lay down in front of him, purring lightly. Cautiously Harry began to pet behind its ears and finding it was quite friendly smiled. He was beginning to like the little guy.

"Dai, there you are!"

Harry and Lupin turned to find Romulus standing in the doorway. Quickly he went over to the Kneazle and scooped it up into his arms. "Hello Harry, hi dad, seems you met my Kneazle eh? His name is Dai, cutie huh?"

Harry blinked. "He belongs to you?"

The younger teen nodded. "Yep, I got him for a thirteenth birthday present. I named him Dai after my favorite Quidditch player, Dai Llewellyn, who used to play for the Caerphilly Catapults until he was eaten by a Chimera. Such a sad, sad lose to the great game." (2)

"Don't tell Ron you like the Catapults, you'll be fighting with him forever over it." Harry warned jokingly.

Romulus laughed. "No worries there Harry, I've assured him I favor the Chudley Cannons, just to keep him friendly. Fred and George have already warned me."

"Well, its late I believe we should all go to bed now, don't you?"

The other two nodded, and the three all went up for bed. Harry had the dream again, and unbeknownst to him Romulus was having one too…

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Harry was unusually happy the next day, it being Christmas Eve and everything. He was hopping around the house almost, and after finding Dai asleep on his chest that morning he'd been holding the Kneazle the whole time too. Romulus had informed him that it was rare for Kneazles to take a liking to a wizard so fast and he was glad Dai had found another friend besides himself.

Around lunch time there was a loud 'BANG' from the doorway, and low and behold Tonks had come for a visit! Apparently she'd tripped over a boot that someone had left out by accident, and smashed into a rather large hat rack.

"Wotcher Harry!" The pink-haired witch said when she saw him. He smiled and answered back, and then she noticed Romulus standing off to the side giving her a funny look. "And who is this?"

"Romulus, Romulus Lupin, and who are you?" The young wizard asked.

It was Tonks' turn to give him the funny look. She turned to Remus and asked, "Are you related?"

The werewolf nodded. "Yes, but come on to the living room so we can sit down to talk, shall we?"

So they did, and after much talk and quite a few outbursts by Tonks ("WHO'S HIS MOTHER YOU OL' DOG?) things finally settled down. Dai had hopped back into Romulus's lap and they boy was now petting him lightly on the head, and Tonks was trying to coax the Kneazle over to her with no success.

Harry, unusually, had found himself watching the younger wizard. The way his hair hung in his face, the way he smiled lovingly down at his pet, the way his hand gently stroked through the soft brown fur…

Harry blinked and shook his head. Why on Earth was he watching the younger wizard like that? It made him feel slightly odd, and it scared him some and he didn't know why. He glanced once more at Romulus and the sight seemed to entrance him. He only looked away again when Tonks knocked a rather large stack of books over and onto the floor quite loudly.

Sighing, the teen leaned his head back against the chair he was sitting in. The rest of the break was sure to go by slowly…

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Taken from Newt Scamander's book, 'Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them'

Taken from Kenilworth Whisp's book, 'Quidditch Through the Ages'

How's that chapter for ya? Long enough, or should I write longer? (Please say no, that's why it took so long to update! Too long to write…)

Ejje: I think Harry is starting to like Romulus…

Maybe…no flames for that please, I've decided I need them together for plot's sake, but it will only be slight. This story is going to be filled with Remus/Sirius later, I just need to get there is all!

Cal: Review please! We'd appreciate it greatly!

Yes, now I need to update 'Surprises' and 'Visitor From Afar' before I update this again, so…I think I'll have chapter seven done right before Christmas, as a Christmas present! Yay!