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Prologue

The holidays had been quiet for the Lupin family. Teddy had spent his first few days decorating his room. Posters of famous Quidditch teams were plastered on his wall. Pictures of his friends, father and girlfriend were attached to his mirror. His bedside table and desk were covered in books he had taken from the downstairs library and had yet to return, as well as spare quills, parchment and his wand.

Surprisingly, Teddy hadn't visited Hogsmeade as often as he thought he would. In the first few weeks, Teddy would spend all his time in the town, sight seeing and visiting his father while he worked. But after a while, especially when winter came around, he spent more time cooped up in their small cottage at the edge of town.

His shoes were scattered on the floor as he swung left and right on his hammock, maybe out of an old curtain he'd found in the attic. His green eyes scanned over his father's copy of 'Tales of Beedle the Bard'.

A copy of the Daily Prophet laid on his desk, yet he hated reading it. On the front page was a picture of Harry under words, in large bold writing, 'The Boy Who Lies'. The picture changed, showing the Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge. 'Fudge Says, "All Is Well!"'.

His fingers flipped to the next page as he heard a familiar creak of the front door. "Teddy." He father called up to him from downstairs. Teddy glanced at the clock on his wall. It was ten past eight.

The fifteen year old had gotten used to his father returning at odd hours, even after all the shops in Hogsmeade were closed. Every time he asked Remus would say he had offered to stay longer and help clean up, but a few days ago Teddy had walked down to the Three Broomsticks to here his father hadn't been showing up to work for weeks.

The last time he'd brought it up during their dinner, Remus had denied it and Teddy had stormed off into his room.

It made no sense, he knew his father was still getting a fair income, yet he'd checked every shop in Hogsmeade. Each of the owners claimed his father had quite just a few days after the holidays began.

"Up here, Dad." He said, still reading his book.

"Can you come down here?"

Teddy closed the cover and walked downstairs. "Yeah, Dad?"

Remus walked straight past Teddy and up the stairs. Teddy gave him a strange look and followed after him. "Did you want to ask me something, or...?" He watched as his father climbed into the attic. "What are you doing?"

"Help me with this." He passed down something heavy. A suitcase?

"Are we going somewhere?" Teddy asked as his father passed down yet another suitcase. Remus ignored his son's question and closed the attic.

"Go pack your things. We won't be back here for a while."

"What? Why?"

Again he didn't reply so Teddy frustratingly walked to his room, opening the suitcase on his bed and begun to pack his things. This wasn't the fist time he got the sense that his father didn't trust him. Finally, he zipped up his suitcase and grabbed his wand, tucking it into his belt. Once he lugged his things downstairs Remus was standing by the fireplace. "Wait, are we using the Floo Network? Where are we going?"

"I can't say, Teddy. I wish I could."

"I'm not going until you tell me where and why." Teddy drooped his suitcase, leaning against the wall. Remus faced him, seeming to calm down for a second. He watched as his father glanced around the house, as if it'd be the last time he'd ever see it. "Teddy, I haven't been completely honest with you-"

"Oh, I know." Teddy said, arms crossed.

"But we can't talk here, it's not safe."

"What, are we being watched?" Teddy scoffed, but frowned at his father's reaction. "Dad, why are we being watched?"

"I promise you, I'll explain it all later. Teddy, please just trust me."