"But I told you," James said. "You never told me anything about what's happening now. How could I tell you anything that can help you?"
"But I must have said something in the future," Harry said. "Maybe I let something slip one time."
James shrugged. "Maybe."
"Right then," Harry said, nodding. "Maybe I said something to Remus that you over heard. I mean, if his kid is your god-brother, we must be close."
"Remus died when Teddy was only a baby," James said.
"What?" Harry said loudly.
There was the sound of one of the other kids stirring lightly in their sleep behind the couch.
"We should talk somewhere else," Harry said, reaching into his pocket. "I know where we can go." He pulled out his Invisibility cloak and threw it over himself and James. Quietly, the two made their way out the portrait door.
"Where are we going?" James whispered as Harry led him down a corridor.
"Just wait," Harry said.
The two reached a corridor that James recognized as one on the seventh floor of the castle.
"What are we doing here," James asked. "There's no classrooms in this corridor."
"Be quiet for a second," Harry instructed, taking the invisibility cloak off. He paced back and forth a few times in front of what James thought to be an old broom cupboard. "Alright then," Harry said, stopping suddenly in front of the door. "Let's go."
"In there?" James said. "That's just a broom cupboard."
But he was proven wrong as Harry opened the door to reveal a large room equipped with two comfy looking armchairs, a round table with a few Sneakoscopes sitting on it, and a single bookshelf in the corner.
"What is this place?" James asked in awe, looking around the room.
"Room of Requirements," Harry answered. "It becomes whatever the user needs it to be. It was dead useful last year, until we got caught using it, but I reckon we should be safe for now.
"Anyways, back to Lupin, how does he die?"
"I don't know," James said. "All you ever told us was that he died a hero. You might have told something different to Teddy, but that's all I know."
"If he died a hero, that must mean he died fighting in the war," Harry reasoned. "What about Teddy's mum? Did she ever say anything?"
"She died when Teddy was a baby as well. All I know about her was that she passed on her Metamorphmagus powers onto Teddy."
"Metamorphmagus?" Harry repeated. "That has to be Tonks!"
"Yah, that's it," James nodded. "And actually, I think you said she died the same way her husband did."
"Well, then maybe on of the Weasley's said something." Harry pressed on. "Think, didn't you ever hear anything about a war or Voldemort?"
"Actually, I heard that Snape fellow and Dumbledore talking about a Voldemort a couple of days ago," James said thoughtfully.
"What? How?"
"We, er, sort of snuck out of the common room," James admitted. "Sorry."
"No, no that's fine," Harry said. "Just tell me what they were talking about."
"Well, Dumbledore said something about this Voldemort threatening somebody named Draco's family, and that's why he's doing something," James told him, trying to recall everything he had heard from the conversation. "Dumbledore said that Draco's heart wasn't in something, and that he was worried that he might harm somebody else in his path to get to him."
"What else?" Harry said urgently. "What did Snape say?"
"He said something about Draco refusing his assistance," James said. "And that he wants to offer Draco protection from the Dark Lord. And then Snape said something I couldn't here, and Dumbledore just said that Snape had already agreed to do it, and that was it."
"So Malfoy really is up to something," Harry said. "I was right."
"Wait, Draco is a Malfoy?" James inquired.
"Yes, you know about the Malfoy's?"
"I know that they're no good," James said darkly. "I think his son is in the same year as Albus. He's awful."
"But why would Draco need protection if was made a Death Eater," Harry wondered aloud. "What's he trying to do? You sure that was it?"
"Yah. I mean, the others and I didn't think much of it at the time, we were more concerned with-" James stopped in mid-sentence.
"With what?" Harry asked suspiciously. "What were you doing out of the common room anyways?"
"We were looking for somebody," James said slowly.
"Who?"
"Luna Lovegood."
"Luna?" Harry repeated in surprise. "Why?"
"To find out what's going on," James said. "We wanted to know what this war is about."
Harry opened his mouth to say something, but at that moment, one of the Sneakoscopes on the table began spinning rapidly.
"Damn, someone's coming," Harry said, pulling a piece of parchment from his pocket. He muttered the phrase "I solemnly swear I'm up to no good," and at once a map began to appear.
"It's Malfoy," Harry said, indicating to a dot labeled Draco Malfoy that was coming their way. "We need to get out of here!"
Quickly throwing the cloak back over him and James, Harry cautiously opened the door, and the two slipped out of the room just as Draco Malfoy came around the corner.
Like Harry had done moments before, he paced in front of the door Harry and James had just come out of, and then after looking around, went into the room.
"Of course!" Harry said once the door closed behind Malfoy. "That's where he's going when he disappears from the map! The Room of Requirements doesn't show up on it!"
"What kind of map is this," James asked, studying the map over Harry's shoulder. "It's bloody brilliant!"
"No time," Harry said. "This is perfect. I might be able to sneak into the room and see what Malfoy is doing!"
Harry rushed over to the door to the room and opened it, only to discover that it was a broom cupboard.
"He must have it sealed," Harry said, disappointed. "Well, this is still something. At least now I know where he's doing whatever it is that he's doing. Now I just need to figure out what he's doing."