I don't own Harry Potter or Teddy Lupin or Remus Lupin or Hermione Granger ect.

NEED TO KNOW∞ Ginny dies in the final battle, Fred doesn't ∞Harry has raised Teddy since he was three months old because of Mrs. Tonks death… she was attacked by death eaters ∞ takes place during the Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix I will not include a lot of details from the book because I don't feel like typing it all and my copy is at my parents' house

History is always written wrong, and so always needs rewritten. - George Santayana

Into the Past

"What does it say?" Hermione asked in a whisper.

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches ... Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies ... And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not ... And either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives ... The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies..." Evan repeated the prophecy that had haunted him for so long.

"As it stands it can be talking about either of us, because we both fit the criteria and since I've already have done it I'm going to try and do it again, but you need to be ready if I fail. Learn as much as you can. Study new spells and ways to use them and practice dueling. Ask Dobby where a good place would be." The trio nodded each in their own reflections as they left.

Chapter 18

Days turned into weeks and into months. Before anyone realized it was the end of October in fact the next day was Halloween. Teddy was sitting up in his bed. It was way passed his bedtime and normally he would be fast asleep, but he was worried about his dad.

No one else had noticed, but Teddy did. He saw how pale his dad was how the circles under his eyes got darker each morning and he definitely noticed him eating less than normal. If they were at home Teddy would have called Aunt 'Mione and Uncle Ron, but they weren't here and he couldn't call him.

Teddy knew he had to tell someone, but he didn't know who. Right now he could hear the muffled cries of his dad in the throes of another nightmare. They had talk about dad's nightmares before just enough for him to know they were about the war.

"Sirius!"

Teddy heard his daddy's desperate plea and decided that it was enough. He got out of his bed and went to the living room. He looked between the doors of the other three adults wondering which one would help his daddy the best. Then he remembered the name that he had just called out and decided that that was the man that he should get.

Teddy shuffled to Sirius' door and paused for a moment. What if he didn't help him? What if this only made things worse? He shook his head and knocked softly on the door. He knew that Sirius wouldn't have heard it even if he had been awake.

Teddy opened the door slowly. It creaked open and He walked into the darkened room. He went to the bed where the dark haired man laid asleep his mouth gaping and drooling slightly on his pillow. Teddy lifted his hand and poked the man's forehead.

Sirius shuffled in his sleep trying bat the hand away, but Teddy kept poking him until Sirius opened his eyes. He opened the right eye first followed by the left. "Shouldn't you be asleep kiddo?" He asked in a sleep ridden voice.

Teddy nodded silently.

Sirius lifted his head up, "What's wrong?" He couldn't fathom for the life of him why the kid came to him.

"Daddy's having another nightmare," Teddy whispered.

Sirius blinked, "Another?"

The little boy nodded again, "he has 'em a lot more here than at home."

Evan had nightmares and apparently that weren't all that rare. Sirius got up. He would go comfort Evan and see if he could find out what the nightmares were about and how frequent and if he could help bring an end to them.

He led the little boy out of his room and went to Remus'. He didn't stop or knock, just opened the door and walked in. "Moony?"

"Hmm… arg…" Was the indistinguishable noise the werewolf made.

"Moony, wake up," Sirius called again.

"Wha you wan Siri?"

"Teddy woke me up. Evan's having a nightmare."

"So, you got me up too?"

"Yup, you need to take care of Teddy so I can take care of Evan."

"Hmfp" Remus said as he sat up. He looked at the little boy standing next to the pajama clad Sirius. "Come on," he gestured for the little boy to come to him.

Teddy ran over and crawled under the covers with Remus. "How 'bout I tell you a story and you go back to sleep?" Teddy nodded and Remus hummed for a bit before starting the story, "There were once three brothers who were traveling along a lonely, winding road at twilight -"

Sirius closed the door and went over to Evan's. He opened the door only to be welcomed with agonist moans that tugged at his heart strings.

"Mum… Dad… No don't…"

Sirius walked over to the bed startled at how young he looked. The hair might be a different color and length, but that was Harry on the bed. "Evan," he called gently. "Harry," he called again when receiving no reaction to the first attempt. He reached out and touched the young man's shoulder planning to give it a little shake, but as soon as he came in contact Evan sat straight up. His eyes were wild and panic stricken. "Calm down, everything is going to be okay."

"Wha… Whas goin on?" Evan asked.

"Teddy woke me up said you were having a nightmare," Sirius told him in a relaxed voice as he sat down on the bed. Evan looked alarmed at the door that joined his room to the little boy's. "Don't worry. I sent him to Remus. He is hearing a bedtime story and then back to sleep."

"Okay, good," Evan replied nodding.

"Now why don't you tell me what your nightmare was about?" He asked nonchalantly.

"I… It was nothing." He said shaking his head.

"Really? Seems to me that you are having nightmares frequently. That means they aren't 'nothing'," Sirius said giving him a stern look. "Come on Harry, tell me what's bugging you," he pleaded.

"Don't do this…" Evan begged.

"You needed to talk to someone, if not me…" He paused for a moment. "If not me then, tell me who and I'll get them."

Evan sighed, "It's… nothing really." At a stern look from Sirius he continued, "Just about the war. You know people dying, being tortured. That kind of thing."

"And you blame yourself for these deaths?" Sirius said more than asked.

"If it wasn't for me they wouldn't be dead! If I had been faster and smarter…" He trailed off.

Sirius pulled him into a hug, "Why do you blame yourself for things you have no control over?" he asked himself. "Is it because of those rotten relatives?" Feeling Evan stiffen in his hold he continued, "What did they do to you, pup?" He shook his head, that didn't matter now. "None of that was your fault. You made the best decisions you could with the knowledge you had."

"So many people died!"

"I know, I know." For the first time in a long time Evan found himself crying. Not just crying, but bawling his eyes out. He clutched Sirius and held onto him like he was the only thing keeping him grounded. Sirius held onto him just as tightly. He let the young man cry on him. He let him mourn all those that he had lost. He held him as his sobs quieted into hiccups and until he became hushed into silence. The whole time he whispered comforting words to him hoping that it helped if even only a little. Once Evan's breath evened out and Sirius was sure he had fallen asleep, he laid him back into bed and tucked him in. Sirius wiped away the tear tracks that stained the young man's face.

Then Sirius conjured a chair and sat down. He fell asleep watching as Evan got the first restful night's sleep he had in months.