Severus's Point of view

He followed Lily into the library.

"What are we doing here, exactly?" He asked in the nicest way possible.

"Just trust me." She said brightly. She was running her hand over the top of a bookshelf. Then she smiled. "Stand back." She said. Severus took a hesitant step backward. Lily jumped back away from the bookshelf, just as it started to pull away from the wall, and slide to the side. It revealed a long, dark, damp passageway, that slanted slightly. Severus felt Lily's hand close around his wrist, and then she was pulling him down through the passageway. At the end of the hall were two, dull torches on either side of a door so covered in dust, it was hard to tell the difference between it and the stone wall.

Lily walked right up to the door, tugging Severus along with her. She whispered something in another language, an exotic and beautiful sounding word, but he wasn't sure what language it was. The door creaked open slightly, and she pried it open the rest of the way. He followed her in, and his eyes widened as he looked around and saw that he was in another library, a massive one, that must've been magically enlarged, because the shelves were at least ten feet tall, and the passage way wasn't steep or that long. It was like someone had gutted the room, it had a dome shaped floor, with steep stair leading from dozens of doorways to the point where the ground leveled out. There were dozens of rows of shelves, each with about two dozen shelves, each shelf must've been able to hold a thousand books. Hundreds of people all in different colored cloaks were either reading, getting books from shelves, walking to and from the entrances, or sitting at a desk, scribbling away on parchment, with books open next to them.

"Welcome to the Archives, Sev." Lily declared happily. "This is one of my favorite places to be."

"I see why." Severus said honestly. He'd never seen so many books in his life before.

"This is where I first met her."

"Er... you still haven't told me who she is." Severus said cautiously.

"Come on, she practically lives down here, and she's alway in the same spot... she's the smartest person I know, and she'll be able to help." Lily said excitedly.

She took something from her book bag.

"Here." She said, shoving it at him. It was a long, silky black cloak, bundled up tightly and neatly, and a matching hair ribbon.

"Why on Earth would I need these?" He asked.

"They'll know you don't belong here if you don't wear them." She answered. "Put the cloak on, and I'll put your hair up... they're less likely to bother a black cloak, they're usually mean and strong."

"But..." His argument was lost when Lily grabbed the hair ribbon back from him, and her fingers lightly brushed against his, silencing the words at the tip of his tongue.

Lily stepped behind him, and he could feel her messing with his hair, and was suddenly very self conscious about how greasy it was. After a second she stepped in front of him again, and he put the cloak on. She also put her hair up, in a Shimada type hairstyle with a long, grey ribbon, remarkably fast, and wrapped a grey colored cloak around her shoulders. She grabbed his wrist again and tugged him down the stairs.

"Oi, Lily, I'm coming." Severus said.

"Okay, hurry, then." She said, "and keep your head down, don't make eye contact with anyone, but try not to look suspicious."

"Okay, then..." Severus did as he was told, and stuck close to Lily.

After a while, the books on the shelves became scrolls, very dusty ones at that. They were in all sorts of languages, as far as Severus could see, almost none of them were in English, a lot of them looked Japanese or Chinese, and some where written in Egyptian hieroglyphics. Lily stopped walking, and so did he. She nudged him, and he looked up, keeping his expression blank and bored, though he was nervous and very excited. She'd led him to a girl with mocha colored skin, long dark brown hair, and a bright pink flower tucked behind her ear. She was wearing a cloak that matched the shade of the flower perfectly, her hair was blocking her face from view.

"Leilani, this is Severus Snape, he's a friend of mine. Severus, this is Leilani Kahananui, you've probably heard of her by the name of Siren." Lily said brightly. Severus felt his mask-like expression slip, and his jaw dropped.

Leilani did not seem to notice.

"Is there something I can help you with, young Severus?" She looked up, and Severus knew why she hadn't noticed his odd reaction, there looked to be a white film covering her eyes; she was blind.

"We both need help." Lily answered for him. "A, er... ally of ours, Peter Pettigrew, has been kidnapped by skinwalkers, and we need to get him back."

"Peter Pettigrew?" Leilani repeated, the quill she'd been holding, falling from her hand, but she reached out and caught it with nimble fingers, something Severus would not have been able to do if he could see.

"Yes, do you know him... that would explain why his grades picked up, he's been learning from you." Lily smiled.

"Learning from me... no, no, I'd be honored if he were to teach me some of what he knows... He is in danger, you say? No time for questions right now." She said, holding up her hand, just a Severus had opened his mouth to ask how she knew Pettigrew and why someone like her would want to learn from him. He blinked in shock, but Lily didn't seem concerned or surprised in the least bit. "Severus, are you aware of your spirit ability?" She asked suddenly.

"I, er... my what?" He raised his eyebrow.

"Ah, my boy, Lily has not told you... perhaps she didn't not sense the signs."

"Signs?" Lily repeated, as though she did not know what Leilani was talking about.

"He is a clairvoyant psychic." She said.

"Is he?" Lily looked at Severus as though impressed, and Severus felt his cheeks grow hot.

"Now tell me, Severus," Leilani began, "exactly what has happened to your... uh... ally." Severus launched into the story about how he figured out Pettigrew had gotten replaced, and how he'd teamed up with Lupin and Black to try to help him, and how he was sure they were replaced now too.

"I need you to do something." Leilani said after Severus had finished.

"Yeah?" Severus said uncertainly.

"I need you to take a sleeping potion, and when you do focus on nothing but Remus Lupin."

"Okay, I... wait, what?" Severus was confused.

"Focus on Remus Lupin... and when you fall asleep, it will be like you have become him... but you will not be able to control his body." She elucidated. That was exactly what had happened with him and Pettigrew.

"When this happens," she continued, "Mr. Lupin will fall asleep. You will have free access to his thoughts until he wakes up... try to find out what happened after they left you that night.

"But how can we be sure it will work, and how will I know how to access his thoughts?" Severus asked.

"I will be helping you and guiding you from here. I will open your third eye chakra for you, having you open it yourself in such a short space of time would be dangerous. All you have to do is focus on him." She said softly.

"Okay." Severus agreed to the plan, getting a bad feeling in his chest when he did so.

Remus's Point of view

In a way it wasn't the worst situation he'd been in, he was relatively comfortable in the cage in all honesty, but in another way, it was the worst position he'd ever been in, in his life, because he was sure there was no way they were going to get out of the cage before they got to where ever the Skinwalkers were taking them, and no way they could break out once they were there. They were in the back of some sort of cart, and had been for almost an entire twenty-four hours. Their wands had been taken, so getting out was not going to happen. The cart was traveling so fast that there was no way it wasn't enchanted in some way. Remus's eyelids began to grow heavy, he hadn't been even the least bit tired until now. His eyes closed, and it was like a film that had been waiting to play switched on. He and Sirius were walking back to the dormitories from the library where they'd been working with Snape. He heard a bump sound and turned to face it, but nothing was there. Sirius had heard it too, at least it seemed like he did. He'd turned to look at the exact spot Remus had.

He began sniffing at the air, calling on his wolf senses, straining his ears for any sort of sound, other than Sirius, who was also sniffing. The strong smell of rotting meat filled the air, making both Remus and Sirius start choking and coughing over the noxious odor. It was gone again, leaving not even the smallest trace of anything besides the smell of the damp stone of the Hogwarts halls, and the burning smell of the torches, which were about to be put out when curfew rolled around. The strangest thing about the smell was that, like most smells, it hadn't faded into being, and then faded back out, it was immediate, suddenly there, and then gone just as quickly. Remus had never experienced anything like it before, and, by the look on his face, neither had Sirius. They continued walking, but Remus was very uneasy. He kept glancing over his shoulder, and sniffing the air, trying to get some hint of something, just to make sure they weren't being followed.

A second bump sound made them both stop in their tracks again. They each jumped into a dueling stance, back to back, drawing their wands. Remus was scanning his half of the hall, looking for any sign of what would be making those sounds. Nothing moved, except for the fire dancing on the torches and the shadows snaking up the walls. He was trying to pick up any smell again, but the only thing he could get was Sirius.

"Sirius," he whispered, "Do you see anything?"

"No." He whispered back. "Nothing down here, can't smell anything either."

"Neither can I." Remus said.

"This is too freaky." Sirius muttered.

"Yeah, I know, I think we're okay for now though." Remus replied in a low voice.

"Yeah." Sirius agreed. Neither of them moved from their defensive position.

"We should probably get moving." He murmured. He felt Sirius nod behind him, and they both straightened, Remus did not put his wand away. They continued walking, though a bit faster than normal, Remus noted. He hadn't realized it at the time, but he wanted out of there, as fast as possible.

Then, there was a third sound, this time a sort of high-pitched whining sound, that made Remus want to yell out in pain. He covered his ears, but could still hear the noise easily. To his left Sirius had his hands clamped over his ears too, whimpering like a scared or wounded dog. Remus was sure this sound would not be audible to normal humans. Sirius seemed to have flat out panicked and shot down the hall, Remus taking off right behind him, without a second's hesitation. The sound stopped pretty suddenly, but they didn't stop running, and Remus did not remove his hands from his ears. They stopped running only when they'd made it to Gryffindor Common Room and were right in front of the portrait. Gasping for breath, Remus said the password(Dracaena), and Sirius scampered in like a frightened puppy, though he wasn't covering his ears anymore. Remus climbed in quickly, though, in a slightly more dignified way.

Everyone in the common room turned to look at them, as Remus slammed the portrait hole closed behind him, panting from the effort of running that far that fast. Some of the students were whispering to each other, saying things like;

"What could have the great Sirius Black that freaked out?" Remus had a pounding headache, but for some reason, Sirius looked much worse. A wolf's ears were stronger than a dog's so why was Sirius effected worse. He was staring at the ground, his hair covering his face, and his hands clamped so tightly over his ears that his knuckles were turning the slightest bit white.

"Sirius, mate, what's up?" Remus muttered. "The sound wasn't that bad even for me." Sirius only shook his head and shuttered a bit. Then he looked up at Remus. His eyes were wide, and his pupils were the slightest bit dilated.

"Didn't you see it?" He whispered, sounding like he'd like to be hiding under a table with his tail in between his legs and his paws over his eyes.

"See what?" Remus responded quietly.

"The body." Sirius whispered, his widening even farther. "The dead body."

"What?" Remus hadn't seen anything in the hall, or smelled anything for that matter.

"You didn't smell all that blood? You didn't see it? Oh, Merlin, didn't you hear that sound?" Sirius voice was starting to rise ever so slightly.

"I heard the sound, it was like a dog whistle." Remus quieted his even more in contrast, to remind Sirius to keep his voice down.

"Not that, not that. No, not that, the screaming all that screaming. Didn't you hear them, well, didn't you?" Sirius suddenly sounded quite deranged.

"I... no, what?" Remus was growing worried for Sirius's sanity.

"You, you didn't, but why, then why did I, you really didn't hear them?" Sirius's mouth fell open. Remus glanced nervously around the room. Someone in the corner of the room caught his eye. 'Peter' and 'James' were looking at them, darkly.

"Let's talk about this somewhere else, like the dormitories." Remus muttered.

"Yeah, erm... alright, yeah." Sirius looked like he had no idea of what to do with himself. They both went up into the dormitories, and, the second Remus closed the door, Sirius yelled;

"No, oh, Merlin no, no, look there it is, you see it right, tell me you see that... Remus come on." He started shaking Remus by the shoulders.

"Sirius, come off it, yeah?" Remus growled. He turned to look where Sirius had been looking, there was nothing there. Sirius's knees buckled, and he fell to his side, holding the sides of his head, murmuring;

"No, oh no, oh no, oh go away, oh please go away." There was a small trickle of blood coming from Sirius's left ear, no hallucination could do that, Sirius was definitely hearing and seeing something Remus couldn't.

Sirius sat bolt up-right, and dropped his hands away from his ears.

"Oh, no." He moaned again. He scrambled to his feet. "Remus, Remus, mate, they're coming to get us, we have to go, we have to go now." He made to run out of the room, but he stopped dead in his tracks, making a funny sort of motion like he'd been caught around the middle. Remus might have laughed if the situation hadn't been so serious. "They're already here, they're right outside the door, oh, Merlin." He turned his attention to someone Remus could not see. "How'd they get in here, do they know?" He paused, as though listening to someone answer his question. "Oh, man, no, no, Remus, mate, we've cornered ourselves."

"I'm sorry, what?" Remus asked, genuinely confused.

The door to the dormitory opened slowly, and Sirius jumped back from it, like he'd received a stinging hex. The two impostors were standing there, with worried expressions on their faces.

"Are you two okay, we thought we heard something?" The fake Peter asked. The rotting smell had followed them in.

"No." Sirius moaned, "No, you've let them in, you stupid demons you've let them in."

"What?" The Peter impostor asked.

"What's going on, Sirius?" James's impersonator asked.

Remus's eyes fluttered open. Something had woken him up, and he realized what it was at once. Sirius had turned into a dog and was howling.

"Will you knock that off?" Remus asked. Sirius cut off abruptly and glared at him, then his right ear perked up, as though he'd heard a familiar voice call his name. He howled again. "What in the wizarding world do you think you're doing?" Remus asked him. Sirius didn't even acknowledge that he'd heard him and just continued howling, then barking. After a moment, he transformed back into a human.

"Took you long enough." He said with a grin, looking at the steel bars around them.

"Who are you talking to?" Remus asked.