Chapter 4

When Remus awakened he noticed he was alone and unbound in the large bed.

My God, what did I do! Remus thought, growing more disgusted with himself.

Remus covered his eyes with his hand and moaned in distress. Harry's going to kill me if he finds out.

Figuring he might as well look around, he swung his legs over the side and wrapped a silver sheet around himself and stood up. He then walked to the dresser to find it full of black robes.

Picking one out he tried it on and surprisingly it was only a bit too small.

Wow, not only does Voldemort bottom, he also is my size!

Remus let his head fall into his hands as he let out a sigh.

Getting up, Remus walked to the door and found it unlocked. Going through, he found himself in a hallway.

Good thing I can do some wandless magic.

"Remus!"

"Hello Harry!" replied Remus. "How are you?"

Harry stopped, gob smacked, "HOW AM I! HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT AFTER YOU WERE CAPTURED BY VOLDEMORT!" Harry continued, ignoring the flinches at the name, "AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN LEAVE A LETTER! WHY WERE YOU EVEN ALONE! AREN'T YOU SUPOSE TO HAVE?"

"Harry, that is enough." Dumbledore said, coming into the room. "Remus had been on an important mission."

"WHAT COULD BE MORE IMPORTANT THEN ME!" Harry screeched.

"The war for one thing." Muttered Mad-eye while Harry pouted.

"I think I need to go rest." Remus muttered, trying to tiptoe out of the room without notice. Running up the stairs of Grimmauld Place Remus closed the door to his room and sank into his bed.

Tomorrow he had to go back to Hogwarts to substitute Defense Against the Dark Arts, since the current teacher had a minor breakdown just because one student put some fire crabs in his hair.

Honestly, Remus thought shaking his head, one little prank and he was determined to be "mentally unstable" quality has certainly gone down.

It was weeks latter when Harry found Remus grading papers.

"Ah! Harry, what brings you here?" Remus asked looking up.

Harry sighed, "Does he really mean that much to you?"

Remus looked flabbergasted, "What on Earth are you talking about?"

"Voldemort." Harry stated, "Do you really want to be at his side?"

"Harry!" Remus gasped, eyes opening wide.

"Well, it's true isn't it?" Harry demanded, "You never pay attention to your surroundings anymore, and you look perpetually sad and lonely! Ever since you were captured you don't act the same, and I'm worried. So answer me, do you miss him? And don't lie!"

Remus hunched his shoulders and lowered his head, almost inaudibly he whispered, "Yes."

"Yes what?" Harry asked beseechingly.

"Yes I want to go back to his arms! Yes I want to try and make him smile! Yes I want to kill him and end this war! Yes I want to shake his pale ass and kiss him!" Remus shouted as he quickly stood and towered over Harry.

"Good. Why don't you pack and I'll distract the Order." Harry stated as he turned and headed to the door.

Remus blinked, "What?" he asked stupidly.

"Dumbledore set you up that night," Harry said quietly over his shoulder, "he sent you on that assignment knowing you would be captured."

"Why would... how…?"

"He wanted you to get captured so you could break free and tell him where Voldemort's base was and how to get in," Harry smiled sadly, " But he didn't expect Voldemort to take a personal interest in you. Even as we speak Dumbledore is forming a plan to use you as bait to attract Voldemort."

"Yes, I am sure the Dark Lord will run out of his fortress and magically appear in front of Dumbledore because he wanted to recapture a werewolf from the Order." Remus deadpanned.

Harry giggled, but then his face got serious, "He really does care about you, Remus."

Remus raised his eyebrow, "I doubt Dumbledore will care one way or another."

"Not Dumbledore!" Harry said exasperated, "Voldemort."

"Riiight." Remus said, "and how do you know thins, oh knowledgeable one?"

"He dreams of you." Harry said, a fierce blush creeping up his neck as he coughed, "You two seem to be having a great time of it all."

"Ah." Remus felt a blush of his own dust his cheeks.

"I see his dreams sometimes, I don't think he realizes." Harry looked at Remus, sincerity on his face, "In the dreams he says he loves you, and he means it. Follow whatever road you want, I will support you. Hurry now, or Dumbledore will realize."

Quickly Harry went through the door and out to the hallway, leaving a shocked werewolf behind.

Remus thought of the dreams he himself had been having, and allowed himself a soft smile. Turning on his heel, Remus ran to his chambers and packed a few essentials.

Suddenly glad of his mischievous younger days, Remus sneaked out of the castle and apparated to the entryway of Riddle Manor.

Walking up the grand stairs, Remus thought of when he had first returned after escaping. Smiling he recalled telling Dumbledore he didn't remember where he had been held, instinct telling him it would cause trouble.

Grinning Remus slowly opened the door to the Dark Lord's study (found attempting to relocate the bedroom) to find Voldemort looking out the window lost in thought.

Voldemort shocked gaze meet Remus' smile as he fully entered the room.

"Miss me?"