"Oh my God…" Hermione whispered staring at the computer screen in shock. The picture on the monitor was not the picture they expected to see, it was a picture from Azkaban, Remus was holding numbers up in front of him and he had a smirk on his face. Not only that but he looked rougher, meaner, and defiantly a lot younger. He looked in his mid twenties.

They all stared at the image with their mouths open, it was him but it wasn't, it couldn't have been. Hermione cleared her throat as she began to read the profile underneath the picture. "Remus John Lupin, age twenty five, height 5'11, bitten 1974 at age 3. Currently wanted for breaking out of Azkaban Prison three years ago."

"Why was he in Azkaban?" Ron asked and Hermione continued to read.

"Lupin has committed several crimes against the ministry and terrorizing muggles and wizards for three years. The werewolf is considered highly dangerous and if found capture alive but if that is not possible and it continues to fight, kill it." She read. "Oh no Remus…"

"What does the personal profile say?" Harry said.

"Remus John Lupin, born March 10, 1971 from John Lupin and his wife Gloria Lupin. Lupin was bitten at the age of 3 by one Fenrir Grayback, he was taken away form his home at age 6 after neighbors were complaining that he was attacking them in wolf and human form. He was sent to an all werewolf community, but at age fourteen he escaped along with several other werewolves. After terrorizing muggles and wizards for several years they were arrested and put in Azkaban Prison for only one year until they escaped, Lupin was age eighteen. His position is currently unknown." Hermione read and then leaned back in her seat. "This isn't happening." She said rubbing her face with her hand. "This can't be, Sirius is gone… Remus is a wanted criminal…"

"Look for all we know the ministry made a mistake, Lupin could still be the same guy." Ron said.

"I doubt it," Harry sighed, "and look at his picture and the dates, he's so young. He can't possibly be the Lupin we know. Besides even if he could help us, if the ministry can't find him, how can we?

"I have no clue… but let me look for Andy, since I'm on this page anyway. We could have better luck with her." Hermione said going back to the list. "Okay, she must not be married to Remus since her name isn't next to his so…. Volk…" She scrolled down all the way and looked. "Hm, she's not here. She must not be a werewolf, either that or she's not registered." She said.

"Well that's all fine and dandy for her but now what?" Ron asked.

"Now… now I have no idea what we do." She sighed and leaned back in her seat. "We could go have a walk around if we can't find anything else we can come back and search more things." She suggested. "I don't know what we would search for but ya know…"

"Yeah, I know." Harry said. "Come on, I think I saw a pub down the road, we can hang out there and clear our heads."

The group walked out of the library earning themselves glares from the librarian and out on the street, it remained bare. They walked down the street a few blocks and Harry was right, there was a small pub, Hermione didn't remember it there in their other world but then again nothing was the same here. Walking in they noticed a few familiar faces, some students they knew from Hogwarts, a few muggles that were his neighbors. The wizards and witches were even using magic in front of the muggles and no one seemed to care. They walked up to the counter and Harry put his head on the table.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you hun, this counter didn't exactly pass health inspection."

Harry's eyes opened wide at the familiar voice. It couldn't be, he slowly lifted his head and gasped slightly at the woman standing at the counter with a cigarette in her mouth. It was Heather, her hair was longer and in a short braid, she looked meaner and the certain gleam in her blue eyes was gone, she looked younger, not by much though, and of course the cigarette was something their Heather wouldn't ever touch. Her clothing was more rugged, not Heather's basic hoodie and pants, now she was wearing an old white shirt with a pair of worn jeans with holes in them. She didn't look well off money wise. But none the less, it was her. "Heather." He said in amazement.

She raised her eyebrow. "I know ya?" She asked in an accent that was nearing cockney.

"Oh um no, not really." He quickly covered. "Um, we'll all have some butterbeers."

"Alright." She said and walked over to the tap. Thank Merlin butterbeers were still here in this world.

"It's Heather." Ron said as she walked away.

"I know, what do we say, she could help us." Harry asked.

"Nothing now." Hermione said. "She's different, she's not the same. We can't just ask her this kinda stuff on the spot we have to find some things out about her first." She wasn't able to say anymore because heather came back with their drinks.

"Here ya go kids, three butterbeers. Gotta tell ya, haven't served one of those for a while, now a days it's all alcohol, even the little kids." She sighed and studied them for a few seconds. "You okay? You guys seem a little off."

"What makes you say that?" Hermione asked.

"Hun, I've been in this business for a long, long time. I know when someone's upset." Heather said. "Now tell me and don't be shy I'm a bartender, it's what I'm here for."

"You wouldn't happen to know a man named Remus Lupin would you?" Hermione asked in a very low voice so no one else could hear.

"Lupin?" Heather asked and gave then a sideways look. "Why?"

"We need to find him."

"And I'll repeat myself. Why?"

"Look it's a long story, can you help us?" She pleaded.

She sighed and looked around for a second before answering. "Meet me in the back alley, ten minutes." She said and left them to go serve some other people.

Hermione, Harry and Ron exchanged hopeful glances; maybe they would get some answerers after all. Ten minutes went by fairly slow seeing as how they needed those answers now. But eventually it came and they snuck out the back door and they saw a woman standing in the alley smoking a cigarette the smoke floated up in the night sky and was illuminated by the moonlight.

"About time you guys showed." She said. "Look I'll help you if you guys help me, kind of an 'I scratch your back you'll scratch mind' kinda deal, we good?"

"But we don't have anything." Harry said shrugging. It was true they had nothing, only the clothes on their backs.

"Oh I see a pretty watch." Heather said with a sly grin on her face, Ron's eyes widened and shook his head to Harry and Hermione who glared at him, he grunted and muttered something as he took the watch off his wrist and threw it to Heather who caught it in one hand. She looked it over and smiled placing it on her wrist. "You want the scoop on Lupin?" She asked still admiring her new found treasure but then looked up. "Then you'll get it, he's hard to find, I'll give him that. Nice kid, smart, if he applied himself he could actually be something but then again he's a werewolf so no, he couldn't be anything." She smirked. "There's a market in Knockturn Alley. You'll know it when ya see it. Ya might be able to catch him there, but don't get your hopes up." She said and then walked out of the alley with a sway in her step.

"That's it." Ron said as she was out of sight. "I gave her my very expensive watch that my mum gave me last year for Christmas for that."

"She gave us some information, we can be thankful for that." Hermione said as they walked down the alley to the front road.

"How do we know she wasn't lying? She could have told the ministry that and they could have picked him up and she could have gotten more then some watch." Ron said.

"We have to trust her, and besides, I really don't think she's the kinda girl who makes deals with the ministry." Harry said as they walked down the dark road.

Since there didn't seem to be a Night Bus and they had no brooms they were forced to walk. And it would be a very long walk. A good half hour later Harry stopped in his tracks, it couldn't be. He squinted in the dark and turned his illuminated wand to what he was looking at. A large black dog, it turned to him as the light came and it growled and then ran off behind some buildings. "Sirius?" Harry said getting the attention of Hermione and Ron.

"What was that, Harry?" Hermione said turning around to find Harry still looking in the direction the dog went.

"I – I thought I just saw… never mind…" He said and they continued to walk down the road.

Not fifteen minutes later Ron was looking around like a nervous wreck. "Hey, is it just me, or does anyone else get the feeling we're being watched?" He asked

"Yeah… I feel that way too." Hermione said and she started walking slightly faster. "But come on, we have to keep moving." She said quickly.

The group began walking very fast and much closer together something indeed was watching them. Something was lurking in the shadows nearby, what it was the big mystery.

"Darlin'… Can we kill them yet?" Asked a female voice with an odd accent in a low voice as they watched the three teenagers walk down the road.

"No, not yet, you should know by now. It's no fun if you will them right away," said a male voice.

"I know…" She cooed. "But I'm so bored."

"I know you are, so go on, attack. But," he said as her eyes brightened with excitement. "Do not kill, not yet anyways."

She grinned and jumped down from the high ledge they sat on. She landed with unnatural grace on the road in front of them making the group stop, her lengthening teeth glistened in the moonlight and her eyes filled with yellow, the shadows hiding her face. She laughed and watched them look terrified in front of her. She smiled evilly. "Hello." She said. "Lovely night ain't it?"

"Oh no… it's a vampire." Hermione whispered.

"I thought vampires never attacked people anymore; I thought that stopped years and years ago." Ron said.

"It did, in our world." She said back.

"It seems you already know what I am, but then again, who doesn't know me." She laughed and began pacing in front of them, taunting them.

"I'm sorry for our ignorance; we don't quite seem to know who you are." Harry said taking a few steps back.

She stopped pacing and faced them, the shadows still covering her face. "I would have guessed, usually people who come across me can't get two words out, their fear overpowers them, it's great." She said lightly with a gleeful tone in her voice. "So, you must be new, I'm Andromeda, and you are…" She said stepping into the moonlight and they could finally see her face.

Their eyes widened, it was Andy. She was the vampire, it still looked like her, the dark eye makeup, the total gothic outfit was all the same, even the long black leather coat was the same. And her accent, it was the same strange accent she always had only it was leaning toward the English end of it rather then the Southern side. Her county half of her outfit was missing though, she was missing her steal toe black cowboy boots and they were replaced by high black combat boots, along with the gray western belt buckle and her cowboy hat, it was all missing. Another thing that was totally different, she had a look of pure evil on her face, she had a certain lust for kill in her demonic eyes.

"Oh don't be silent." She said and stepped closer. "What's wrong, remember me finally?" She asked.

"In a sense." Harry said and whipped out his wand in a flash. Andy growled and took several steps back.

"What the hell is this?! A wand? Who the hell carries wands anymore?!" She yelled and the look on her face became fiercer. "Oh well," she growled. "Guess I'll have to work around that." She charged at them with her teeth bared but a yell from behind her made her stop in her tracks.

"Now, now love, I told you not to kill yet." Said the male.

"But, darlin', they have wands." She moaned.

"I see that." he remained in the shadows. "But come back, you can not attack them just yet, look at his head, he was attacked by a curse. He is strong, even you my love may not be able to kill him on your own."

"Ridiculous." She scoffed but ceased to attack. "I can kill whatever I please."

"You can, but not him, not yet." He said and she smiled.

"So I can kill him later then?" She asked.

"Of course, but allow me to help, if he survived a curse like that then his blood must be good."

She smiled and her teeth shortened and the yellow flooded out of her eyes making her look more human. "Alright, I'll wait." She said and walked back to the other vampire. He took hold of her and ran off, and within a second they were no where to be seen.

"No wonder we couldn't find her in the werewolf registry. She's not even a werewolf, she's a vampire." Hermione said in shock. "And a mean one by the looks of it."

"Who was that other one with her though?" Ron asked.

"I dunno, I really don't care." Harry said and continued to walk down the road.

"Harry," Hermione called after him. "I think we're close enough to Knockturn Alley now, I think we can apparate without killing ourselves." She made a forced laugh and nodded.

"Where, we have no idea where this place is." Ron said.

"We'll guess." She said and she grabbed them, with a pop the group disappeared and with another pop reappeared at the entrance to Knockturn Alley. They looked around there were more people here then there were in their own world.

"Okay, Heather said we'll know the place when we see it." Ron said looking around. "But what if we don't, what if we're stupid?"

"We're not stupid, Ron, we'll know it when we see it." Hermione said and walked down the road. "Look for a shady place, if he's really that wanted and supposedly dangerous then he won't walked right out in a crowd this big."

"Right…" Harry muttered looking at all the people; they were all looking down and minding their own business. No one spoke to anyone; Harry looked at their faces and realized he recognized a good amount of them, not their names just faces. It's amazing how different they all looked, some students he remembered were a year or two younger then him now looked a few years older then him.

"Wonder what time it is…" Hermione thought out loud.

"Dunno," Ron said with a bitter voice. "I don't have my watch." He said and glared at her.

"I have no idea what we're looking for, if this place is really that discreet we shouldn't be able to find it." Harry said looking everywhere possible.

"Don't be so quick to lose hope, Harry." Hermione said and smiled as she pointed to a small market down a little street that four people couldn't even walk down side by side. "Think that's it?"

"It's our only chance." Harry said and the three walked down the narrow road. When they got to the store they pushed open the door with a loud creek. When they walked in they found it nearly abandoned, the only sign that someone was there was the food on the shelves and the strange objects on the shelves. When they walked in deeper there was a noise behind them and all three of them whipped around to be face to face with a man looking in his early thirties with dark hair, he was tall and had green eyes.

"Who are you?" he asked, his tone was threatening but he looked suspicious. "Must be newbies, never seen you here before." he said his voice softening as he studied them.

"Newbies?" Hermione asked.

"Ya know, cubs, new werewolves." He said.

"We're not werewolves." Harry said and the man reacted harshly.

"Then who the hell are you? What are you doing in my store." He asked glaring at them and putting his fist behind him like he would attack them.

"I'm Hermione, this is Harry and Ron. We just want to ask some questions."

"You're normal wizards, humans, I don't talk with your kind." He said and back away from them.

"We're all the same kind." Harry said feeling the way he did when he was talking to Remus at Mrs. Weasley's Christmas party not to long ago.

The man gave humorous laugh. "Please, no one believes that bull anymore."

"Let's just say we're not from around here, now please answer just a few questions and if you don't like them you can throw us out just please give us a chance."

The werewolf sighed and shook his head. "I can't believe I'm about to do this but go on, ask away."

"Do you now of a man named Remus Lupin?" She asked.

"You don't work for the ministry do you?" he asked with an eyebrow raised.

Hermione smiled and turned her head slightly. "Do we look like we work for the ministry?" She asked.

"Dunno, you never know these days," he sighed.

"Just can you please answer our question?" Harry asked.

"How can I know I can trust any of you?" he asked.

"We're old friends of his." Ron said. "You have to believe us."

"Who bit him?"

"What?" Harry asked.

"Answer the question."

"Fenrir Grayback." Harry answered.

"Where and why?"

"His father insulted him, and it was in his backyard." Harry answered praying it was the same in this world.

The man thought for a moment until he finally spoke with a very quiet and hesitant voice. "If you really are friends of his, then he would have told you, how did his mother die?"

This was something they could not answer, in their world she died from an illness a long time ago. But that may not be the case in this one, they could only hope it was. "She got sick." Harry said not wanting to say any more.

"She did," the man said, "and he doesn't tell many people that. I usually have a pretty good judgment on people, so I'm gonna tell you where Rem is, but I'm only doing this because I trust you won't turn him in. He's a good man, just... misunderstood." He sighed and continued. "He – he lives in a small cabin, deep in the woods, it would take a while to get there on foot. I'll give you a portkey, just tell him you know Dan Richburg. He'll let you in and if he doesn't I'll kick his wolfy ass."

"Thank you." Hermione smiled as she took the broken goblet form him after he cast the spell on it to make it a portkey. "If you don't mind me asking, how do you know Remus?"

"We lived in the werewolf community together, we escaped together along with a couple friends of ours named Alice and Lucius. I don't really know where Alice and Lucius are now, we broke up a few years ago, every now and then one of them will come in and say hi, but they never stay. Rem and I are the only ones that stayed together."

"Lucius? Lucius Malfoy?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, how'd you know?" He asked.

"I know his son."

"Wow, Lucius has a son," he smiled. "That's amazing… but anyway I'm done reminiscing." He said after a second. "Go, find Rem, tell him to get back here one of these days." He said and pushing them toward the door and then he disappeared in the back room.

"Okay," Hermione said as they stood out in the small road. "Let's go find us a marauder." She said and they disappeared along with the portkey to pay a visit to Remus Lupin.

AN: Woo! Good long chapter, I can't guarantee that they'll all be this long seeing as this is not my main story but I'm sure as hell gonna try. HedwigandHermes7 and Freeman Allen Fisher thanks for the reviews I really appreciate them! And in the updating category, I think I may be able to update fast, I have ha;f days all this week sooo yeah go me. And I'm getting into this story so maybe an update by Friday. Also one last thing I can't remember if I put a disclaimer up so if I didn't here it is, all situations, characters and pretty much everything you recognize is not mine. I only own the stuff that well you probably wouldn't recognize and if you did get out of my head you freak.