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The next morning, Sirius remained behind with Remus to bring his things to the new apartment. "Hope all goes

well with the police," Sirius called as they closed the door. He turned to Remus. "Vanishing spell?" "I thought

you'd never ask." Together they raised their wands and the things were sent right there. "Come on, let's go visit

headquarters," Sirius suggested. "But what about your stuff?" "We can worry about that later," Sirius said

waving his hand. Together the two of them left and walked this time to Grimmauld Place. Since it was the end of

summer, it was exceptionally nice. When they finally got there, it was to find everyone mostly just cleaning the

house and or running about. Tonks mysteriously avoided Remus like the plague but other than that all was

normal. Harry looked to be in high spirits and came over to the two of them right away. "Hey, can we go

somewhere to talk real fast?" The two gentlemen (I know, Sirius a gentleman) led him up the stairs and into one

of the often closed off rooms and shut the door. "I was speaking with the headmaster the other day and he said

he was going to be giving me lessons throughout the coming year. He wanted to tell you in person but couldn't

get a chance." Remus put his hand to his chin thinking. "But what could he possibly be teaching?" "He didn't tell

me. Just that he was going to send word at different times through the year for us to meet." "Okay, thanks for

telling us Harry," Sirius said. After Harry left, Remus and Sirius remained behind.

"Should we ask him," Sirius asked once they got back later in the afternoon to Remus' apartment. "Maybe he'll

tell us at the next Order meeting," Remus suggested. "He'd better," Sirius said as he put his lamp onto a desk. "I

never thought I'd live to see the day that Sirius Black would ever know how to use a Muggle appliance let alone

owning one," Remus said shaking his head. "Hey, I still remember to be Seth even though I'm back to being

myself. Don't you find that odd though?" "What?" "The fact that I was one person and now I'm another but I still

remember things of myself." "I think I know what you mean but please try to use less words about yourself."

They were just about finished when the phone rang. "Ryan and Seth's place. Ryan speaking." He nodded a few

times, got a grim look on his face and hung up. "That was Jon. He said he wanted the two of us right away.

There was something wrong with his marriage license and it was revoked. He wants us to come over right away

to help them prove something." Sirius just nodded and the two of them left right away.

The two practically ran to their place and knocked on the door. Rose answered and led them inside. "What's

going on," Ryan asked. They walked into the living room to find Jon looking through a big box trying to find

something. "What happened," Seth asked. "They said that we weren't legally married," Jon said. "How is that

possible," Ryan asked. "They say that we forged our signatures. Apparently, they looked over our signatures

and they match two people who went missing years ago," Rose said. "Actually, they said we were declared

dead 15 years ago," Jon looking at her. Rose sighed and looked to the other two men. "They had us leave hair

samples and fingerprints. Maybe this has something to do with us losing our memories." A sudden realization

came to Rose. "Maybe this is some sort of way to help us." "But that still doesn't explain why they thought we

were dead people," Jon added looking up from his box. "I think I'm more confused," Seth muttered to Ryan.

"Tell us about it," Rose said. "But why would the hospital lie about it," Ryan thought aloud. "Who was the doctor

you had again?" "Dr. Livingston. He was the one Jon and I had," Seth said. "And I had Dr. Foylam," Rose said.

"Actually, I remember him. He looked me over first too from what I heard. I saw him once after I woke up and

he gave me this weird, cold smirk before walking away again," Jon said. "I never felt very comfortable with him

looking me over. He had these creepy, gray eyes and very light blonde hair," she said. "Maybe we should look

into the hospital after you go back to the police station," Seth said. "Right, we're going to go now so we'll see

you soon," Jon said.

"Are you sure this is the right place," Remus asked. "Yes, for the last time stop asking me," Sirius said walking

through the door. Once inside the hospital, they went up to the front desk where a woman sat doing paperwork.

She didn't look up so they stood there for a few minutes. "Excuse me ma'am," Remus finally said. Sirius was

tapping his foot on the ground and whistling an off-key tune. The woman finally noticed them after a few more

minutes. "Can I help you," she asked. "Yes, we were wondering if we could speak to a Dr. Foylam," Sirius

asked. The woman went onto her computer and put in the name. "Do you know his first name?" "No, just that

he's a doctor and his last name is Foylam." The woman gave him a look before going back to the search. "I'm

sorry but there hasn't been a Dr. Foylam here." "Are you sure," Remus asked worried. "No, are you sure you're

in the correct place?" "Yes," Sirius said quickly, eye twitching. "Wait, there was one here several years ago. Dr.

Lawrence Foylam. He looked over two memory patients before disappearing. We have a picture right here."

She turned the monitor around and the two men got a good look at him. He had short blonde hair and gray eyes

covered with glasses. He had very pale skin and a nasty look on his face. "Lucius," Sirius muttered. "Thank you

ma'am. You've been a great help," Remus said and pulled Sirius outside. "That. What. Jerk. Death Eater," Sirius

sputtered every few seconds. "I know, we have to tell Albus." "Forget Albus, I'll kill him with my bare hands."

"That'll be a little hard considering he's in Azkaban." "Still. Then maybe someone else will do it. Jerk." The two

men walked into the alley and disappeared.

"I hope they have some answers," Rose said. "They'd better because at least we have the proof in order for

them to question us right," Jon said motioning to his folder with the documents from their hospital days. They

were directed to an officer sitting at a desk. "Please have a seat," he said. They sat and Jon took out the folder.

"Yes, these do make sense. See on your death certificates it says a Dr. Foylam signed it, but he didn't use your

names. We tested your DNA and your fingerprints and the names match. You sir are James Potter while you

ma'am are Lily Evans Potter. Technically you were married in 1979 and you have a son named Harry James

Potter born July 31, 1980. Your date of death apparently is October 31, 1981. I'm guessing that since then

you've been living as Jonathan Peters and Rose Evian." "Um, yes," Rose...Lily said shocked. "I'm sorry that

you've had to be like this for so long but now that we've settled this, you were both really married all along."

"Yes, thank you. We have to be going now," Jon...James said. The two of them stood and left quickly. They

walked quietly back to the apartment and said nothing and went into different rooms. Sirius and Remus came

back and found no one around. "Jon, Rose you guys here," Sirius called. They both came out, looked at each

other and sat down. "Guys, we need to talk," Lily said.

Hahahahaha. So they know who they are, they just don't remember it. Next chapter should be up next weekend (if I don't have to much homework) Bye.