They landed in the woods; the ground was wet under them making their jeans become muddy and full of dirt and leaves. They stood and took a look around; it was dark, much to dark to be able to see much. And it was scary; they seemed to be miles and miles from any civilization. For a moment they wondered where Remus could be, this was supposed to lead them to his house, until they turned around and saw a small log cabin, well that may just have been an over estimate. It was more like a shake.

They looked to each other quickly and silently decided they should start moving. He couldn't be all that bad; his friend at the shop seemed to think he was pretty good. But then again they didn't really know his idea of pretty good. Before they even reached the front door to open it there was a sound inside and the door flew open. The light from behind him was hiding his face in the shadows but they could tell who it was. It was Remus.

"Who the hell are you?" he said through gritted teeth.

"That question seems to be used a lot here." Ron muttered and earned him a sharp glare from Remus. "Sorry." He muttered.

"Now, I don't like repeating myself, who are you?" He asked again looking at them all who remained silent; this was so not the calm, kind Remus they were used to. "Tell me or I will rip your throats out."

"Um… I – I'm Harry Potter, this is Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley." Harry said pointing to each of them. "We came to see you."

"See me? No one wants to see me… Speaking of which, how did you find me?"

"Your friend, Dan Richburg, told us where you live. He said you could help us." Hermione said.

"You know, Dan?" Remus asked looking down and then back up at them. "How do I know I can trust you?" he asked glaring at them.

"I don't know." Harry said and shoved his hands in his pockets when he felt something. He took it out and it was the picture they were all holding, he must have put it in his pocket back at the house. This might help. "Look at this." Harry said and shoved the picture in Remus's face. Remus took it and studied it.

"Where did you get this?" Remus asked in a soft voice that reminded them of their Remus.

"Where we're from, a different world please let us in and we will explain everything." Harry pleaded to him. Remus looked down again.

"I can't trust you, so get the hell out!" He said and started to shut the door but he was stopped by a wand in the doorway, he let out a loud snarling growl that startled all three of them but Harry didn't take his wand away.

"Let us in, or I will curse you." He threatened.

"You are from the ministry aren't you?" He growled. "I knew it! You're going to take me back to Azkaban! Well I'd rather die then go back!" he screamed and lashed out on the teenagers.

"Expelliarmus!" Harry yelled knocking Remus back, he stumbled and stood back up ready to attack again. "You come at me one more time Lupin and I swear I will kill you." Harry said, of course he didn't mean it, he hated to say it to the man who was practically his uncle. But he had to; he had to get Remus to listen to what they had to say.

"What the hell do you want with me?" Remus said hunched over and staring at them with eyes that had flushed yellow. "I swear…" He said in an unsteady voice. "If you try and take me back to Azkaban… I will kill myself here, I with never go back there… NEVER!" He yelled.

"We're not going to take you to Azkaban." Hermione said in a calm, soothing voice. "We just want to ask you some questions. Now, please listen to us for five minutes. Please, we're not with the ministry we just need some help."

"Why would a human seek a werewolf for help?" he asked quietly the wolfish look leaving his face and his eyes turning back to the blue they normally were. "What can I do that a human could not?"

"Like we said, we will explain everything, just please let us talk to you." She said. "We need help."

Remus looked at the wands pointed at his throat, now Ron had his out as well. He nodded and gave in, "Fine, five minutes, if you don't convince me by then your out and I will make sure you can never come back." He said and backed into his door not taking his eyes off the wands. When he walked in the house the group finally got a decent look at his face. He was defiantly a lot younger, it wasn't the picture on the computer though, seeing as that was taken when he went in Azkaban years ago. He was still youthful, being only twenty five, and he had a large scar across the left side of his face, starting from above his left eyebrow and running through his eye and down to his left cheek. His hair was a bit longer and it looked ragged and messily cut but it was still hid basic haircut that they had always seen him with. He was thinner, if it was possible to get any thinner.

"What do you want to know?" He asked still staring at the wands.

"Do you know any spells? Like for alternate universes and different worlds and so forth?" Hermione asked him and he gave them a confused look.

"What? Me?" he asked. "N – No, not at all, I'm a werewolf, why would I know such things? Hell most normal wizards don't know half that's tuff anymore." He sighed and finally took his gaze away form the wands for a second before they quickly returned. "I don't know what I can tell you, if you wanted this information you'd best got to a wizard not me." He said. They looked to each other and sighed in frustration. "Why are you so upset about that anyway? Looking for a world better then this? Well, mate, don't get your bloody hopes up." He said crossing his arms.

"We know there is a place better then this, because we come from that place." Hermione said stepping forward.

"Well then tell me, tell me about this all powerful; wonderful place that you come from." Remus said throwing his hands up.

"It's a place were all people are equally educated, no matter what, a place where everyone has an equal chance at life, where nearly every single able body wizard has a wand and a family and the world is great! You're in this world! You're educated you have friends who were like brothers to you! Harry here is practically your nephew, you've told him to call you Uncle Moony!" Hermione was yelling now. "Where the prejudice isn't this bad, of course it's there it will always be there but you're a teacher! You have a wonder life! We all do! You have a fiancé! She loves you, you love her!" She stopped yelling and calmed her voice. "Please… Look at the picture again and study it. It's us, all of us."

Harry timidly handed the picture to Remus once again, he had dropped it when he attacked them earlier. Remus looked at it, it was him, older more worn out but he looked happy. The people next to him, were the three teenagers that's stood before him, next to him was a woman, she was pretty, around his age. They were hugging, next to her there was another woman same age she along with the girl he was hugging both had mischievous smiles on, like you wouldn't know what they were up to next. Another girl with brown hair, he could have sworn he had seen her before, she was hugging a man with shoulder length black hair. In fact now that he looked at their faces, he could have sworn he had seen them all before.

"Who are these people?" he asked staring at the moving photograph.

"The girl with you is Andy, at the time you two were just dating but now you're engaged. The brown haired girl is Laura and next to her is Sirius, they're dating as well but he wants to pop the question any day. And she's Heather, her and Andy are best friends, always getting in trouble together. Kinda like you are with Sirius." Hermione said smiling; she could tell it was getting to him.

"This isn't possible…" He muttered.

"It is, and we want to get back there." She said.

"I imagine you would… But I can't help you, I'm a wanted, dangerous bloody criminal. I'm not known for helping people." He said and actually turned his back on them, but now the wands were down.

"Speaking of that, what happened?" Harry asked.

"Nothing, I didn't do anything, just prejudice with my parents, they were abusive and one night I was bleeding pretty bad I ran away, went outside. The villagers saw me assumed I had killed someone and of course the ministry would believe their word over a half breeds, didn't even bother testing the blood. I was too young for Azkaban so I was put in a community, it sucked, chores everyday, beatings if we were 'bad', minimal food and water, constantly fighting each other for food, shelter. Finally me and a few friends, we said fuck it and we ran. We made it out. But that didn't mean our lives got better, we stole for our food, lived in the woods, Dan was bale to alter his appearance enough to blend in, we think he's a metamorphmagus, just he can't do much from lack of training. He's the only one I still see, haven't seen Lucius and Alice for years. But after we escaped we traveled around, of course we caused damage, we were four kids, or some of us were kids, never knew Alice's age but she was around five years older then me as was Lucuis. But yeah we did some damage, we loved it! I don't regret it! It was fun! Crimes against the ministry? Hell yeah! But we may have gone too far… But anyway, eventually the ministry caught on and they were on our tail, started picking up on us so we just split, figured we'd lose them that way, me and Dan met up a couple months later and now here I am a few years later, a wanted criminal for no real crime, or at least one that disserves that long in Azkaban." Remus added with a laugh. "And that's pretty much my life story."

"Oh my gosh, Remus I am so sorry, that sounds awful." Hermione sympathized but he just laughed.

"Oh please, my story is nothing compared to what some of those werewolves have gone through." He said and walked over to the fire place to throw a log on he was pushing it around until he stopped and stood up to face them. "Of course! That's where I've seen those faces before! Andromeda and Sirius! They're the most deadly vampires in England! Hell I wouldn't push it to say the whole damn world! And her!" he pointed to Laura. "Why do you think things are the way they are? It's her fault, her and all her prejudice, that's why things are so bad, she been making it steadily worse for years! I want to see that bitch dead!" he yelled and they were all taken back by his language in their world Remus wouldn't be caught dead cursing like this.

"So, Laura is like Umbridge…" Harry muttered not believing what he was hearing.

"Who?" Remus asked.

"Never mind, so uh, thanks for your help." Harry said and began walking away quickly followed by Ron and Hermione.

"No problem, oh and…" Remus said and they turned around. "Sorry for almost killing you."

"S'okay, sorry I threatened you with my wand." Harry said and they nodded to each other.

"And if you ever need anything else, feel free to ask, just don't tell the ministry where I am, I don't really fancy Azkaban again."

"I won't." Harry said and as they were leaving Ron spoke up.

"Wait!" Remus turned back to him. "Why were you laughing in your Azkaban picture?"

"I dunno." Remus said and folded his arms thinking back on it. "It was kinda funny, I thought I'd get out quicker besides behind the photographer Lucius had the guy pinned against the wall." he laughed. "Was gonna hurt him bad if it hadn't been for you know, the fact we were in Azkaban." He smirked and they nodded, wow he was kinda creepy.

"Right." Ron said and the group left, when they were outside the 'house' Hermione took out the portkey.

"Well lets go back and then we can go back to the library, get some info on everyone else. Ya know we probably should have done that when we first got here."

"Would have been smart." Harry said and they were taken away by the portkey and bought back to Knockturn Alley.

AN: Poor Remus... And guys we're gonna see a lot more of him later, and more of his altered personality. And thanks to my reviewers Gryffindor Girl and Freeman Allen Fisher. I really have nothing more to say, I have almost nothing of the next chapter typed out but I have a lot of ideas planned out for the the one after that. So guys read and review please!! And don't forget to review.