A/N – Hey! Well, I've written this chapter in so many different places it's stupid! I've written some in a hotel in Luton, Luton Airport (London), Malaga Airport (Spain), and apartment in Fuengirola in Spain and even on the plane home to Luton again!

As I was travelling to Luton Airport, I passed Watford and I realised that they are filming OotP there – right then – right now! Awesome!

Anyways – enjoy the chapter! I am planning to re-write chapter 6 soon and I'm taking this chance to thank all of my wonderful reviewers! I will personally reply to people at the start of next chap, no time here sorry! I would like to point out that I hit 30 reviews! An all time record for me! Though it might not seem so much to some of you but it's an incredible feat for me so thank you all so much!

You might be disappointed by this chapter, it is short and…well, read on...I'm very sorry but hope you continue to read. There is still no Wedding so I'm making a promise to myself, to never promise readers anything that I can't meet! So sorry!

Chapter 7: Completed Jigsaw Puzzles (Part I)

Harry smiled and made his way over to the pensive.

Before he realised; he was entering the memory.

There were people rushing around in all directions. A large, red steam-train sat waiting alongside the platform they were standing on. Platform 9 and three quarters; kings cross station.

Harry scanned around, looking for a young marauder. He assumed this was why he was here.

A young Lupin must be around somewhere. Harry looked around all of the people, over and over until he spotted his target.

He spotted, what appeared to be a young Remus Lupin, chatting to unmistakably, a young Sirius Black.

The older Lupin, that Harry was with, had apparently found them. He smiled, knowingly and indicated for Harry to follow behind. Eagerly, he walked ahead, not wanting to miss any of the intense conversation that appeared to be going on between the two marauders.

"Well, you can hang round with me and James in Hogwarts but I should warn you, we were in Diagon Alley buying our school stuff and James saw this girl. Lily her name was, she'd gotten lost – it was her first time in Diagon Alley - muggleborn see. Not that I have anything against muggleborns." Sirius added quickly, in defence of himself.

Harry thought of the reputation of the Black family. It must've been hard for him to make friends at first without being judged.

"Well anyway," he continued "James is completely obsessed! Says that he's in love! Only thing is: we tried to help her find her parents again and she just got really angry – saying that she wasn't lost and that he was just on her way to meet them at Gringgotts. Then James said that we'd escort her there in case she got lost again – considering she was heading into Knockturn Alley – and she just got all frustrated again and yelled 'I hope I never have the displeasure of meeting you two ever again.'" Sirius mocked her voice. Now he fell into a fit of laughter, doubling over he continued "and James is still likes her! He's stupid if you ask me!"

"Which he's not Sirius – so get lost!" said a young James Potter from behind his luggage trolley.

Harry, although he'd seen him before, could not quite get over, that, that boy was his father.

Harry felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Time to go now Harry, lots to see." Lupin said with a smile on his face. Harry frowned but agreed. Surely he'd see more. He hadn't seen his mother yet!

Before he knew it, they had returned to the silent room in the burrow.

Lupin stood over the pensive. He seemed to be thinking of which memory to show him next.

"Aha!" Lupin exclaimed. Harry was beginning to think Lupin was using this phrase far too often…

Once more they entered the memory.

Instantly, Harry spotted his mother talking to Lupin. They were both in their Hogwarts robes. Harry couldn't work out what year they were in.

"End of sixth." Lupin said, almost as if he'd read his mind. Then again; he probably had. Most adults seemed to be competent at occlumency. Harry shuddered and shook his head free of the memories of occlumency lessons with Snape.

Harry walked forwards to Lupin and Lily.

"Look Remus, he's James Potter! I CAN'T STAND HIM! Why would you say that! I thought you were the intelligent one!" Lily exclaimed, her face red with rage.

"Lily," Lupin said in a calm voice that was also, somehow, underlined with tones of something dark. She had her arms stretched out, as though she were about to take a swing at him. Lupin reached out and clasped his hands around her wrists. She snatched them away and folded them across her chest, awaiting a reply.

Harry thought of the way she was acting, the way she was standing. What was it Hermione had told them from her Muggle Studies classes once - tell-tale signs of lying. Folding the arms defensively, not maintaining eye-contact, overreacting and elaborating the story during silences.

"Lily, James loves you-" Lupin said, seriously.

"He doesn't! He wants to make my life hell!" Lily interrupted. Lupin rolled his eyes.

"Let me finish before you interrupt me again! James loves you, he really does. Ever since he first saw you. He's always talking about you: it's quite scary actually…I've never understood how he manages to get anything else done. I mean, how he got 9 outstanding OWL's is beyond me! But that's not the point, the point is – he's a good person. He really cares about you but you won't give him a chance. He deserves it. Please, if you won't give him a chance, then at least tell me why you won't." Lupin finished.

He stared at Lily, seriously, awaiting an answer. Lily stood, awkwardly, avoiding eye contact with him. Painfully, she turned to face Lupin.

"Remus," she said, her voice cracked, in the verge of crying, she continued. "I trust you, not to repeat what I'm telling you?" she questioned, Lupin nodded solemnly. "I think I love him too." Lily stated, tears now spilling from her eyes.

Harry turned to the older Lupin. A sad smile on his face, he was unaware of Harry watching him. Harry's face wore the same smile. Both of them touched by the memory – both not willing to admit it.

The young Lupin looked at Lily in disbelief.

"How long?" he asked, weakly.

"Since the day I met him – I just wouldn't let myself believe it…" she said, now in floods of happy tears.

"I melt every time he looks at me, Remus! She exclaimed hysterically. "I can't…I don't…I just-"

"Don't know what to do." Remus finished. Lily nodded.

Harry, watching the scene side-along had noticed a young James Potter walking up behind Lily.

Harry turned to the older Lupin once more.

"Just watch." Lupin said, knowingly, returning to his younger self.

The young Lupin smiled quickly and turned away down the corridor. Leaving Lily crying, in the middle of the corridor, unaware that James was behind her. Unaware that he'd heard the whole conversation that had gone on between Remus and Lily.

He stood only an arms length away from her now. Slowly, he reached his arm out and placed it on Lily's shoulder. Startled by the sudden contact, she jumped away and turned to face him.

Harry held his breath for his father.

Lily's face broke into a smile. She leant into him and wrapped her arms around his neck. He smiled at her and hugged tightly back. He was in heaven – that was never going to change. Lily was going to stay with him forever and a day. They would never leave each other. Harry could tell, he just felt it. Maybe it was occlumency, he'd never know. He felt himself jerking back to the burrow once more. He felt slightly relieved though he didn't quite know why.

"Next one" Lupin said, smiling, clearly cheered up by the memory. Before they knew, they were falling into another memory.

This time, they were in a place Harry didn't recognise. The walls were gold and red: the Gryffindor colours. People were rushing around in all directions. Loud music rang through the hallway that they stood in.

"Glad to be back here again." Lupin laughed. A wide grin spread on his face, that Harry'd never seen Lupin wearing before. Harry smiled back. Before he got a chance to ask where they were, Lupin was moving through the crowds. He seemed to know his way around the house.

They moved from room to room, loud music blaring throughout the house weaving their way through crowds of people – even though they could walk through the people, it seemed wrong to do so.

Finally, they turned into an empty corridor. The music was barely a muffle in here. Lupin stopped abruptly, causing Harry to walk into him.

"Sorry," Harry muttered. Lupin turned to face him.

"Harry, I must explain that this is the summer holidays after our 7th year. This is a memory of your fathers actually. I managed to collect it from his pensive the night that they were killed." Lupin spoke the final words with great sadness in his voice. Harry looked down the corridor, around Lupin. He spotted his mother and father. They walked along the corridor, after them.

There were many paintings along the corridor. Harry looked over them, not really aware of them. He noticed that the occupantsall seemed to be wearing Gryffindor colours. They all stood, grandly and importantly. They all looked very much like Harry and his father. It suddenly clicked in his brain. This must be his grandparents' house.

A/N – Okay, so I have no time at all to write anymore of the memory but I have the majority of the wedding written so when I finish this, which should be after I do all of my homework, which shouldn't be too long, I will finish this bit and add the wedding on as the next chapter. To keep you going, aragog isn't part of this because she knows, have a guess in your reviews what you think is going to happen and you get a virtual bar of chocolate! Woo!

Sorry for finishing on a mini-cliff-hanger there but it does make people want to know what I'm going to do next, doesn't it?

Review, tell me if you love it, hate it or whatever else you have to say! Thanks for reading…

Till next time we meet…