A/N- I Do Not Own Harry Potter

Chapter 5

Remus watched in horror as the two basilisk approached. He held his wand at the ready, if he was going to die, he'd at least put up a fight.

When the basilisk where within fifty feet of him, he was shocked as he watched them change. Now two figure's one dressed in a black cloak, the other in a white cloak, walked towards him.

The black cloaked figure took off his hood and smiled at him. "Hello Remus."

"Harry?"

"In the flesh."

Remus turned and looked at the white cloaked figure. "Hermione?"

Hermione lowered her hood and smiled at the former professor. "I hope we didn't worry you too much."

Remus looked at the two teens in front of him. "Where have you two been? The whole orders been looking for you."

Harry chuckled. "Good, they can use the exercise."

"Harry, this is serious." He ran a hand through his graying hair. "The Dursleys were attacked."

"And?" Hermione asked.

"They're in St. Mungos we don't know if they'll recover."

"Damn!" Hermione swore. "I had hoped for something more concrete."

"Hermione," Harry walked over and put his hands on her shoulders. "They don't know if they'll recover. And I seriously doubt they will. I know Petunia won't."

Remus looked at the two teen warily. "You two know something about the attack, don't you?"

"Of course," Harry said. "We're the ones who attacked."

"Harry? Hermione? How could you?" Remus' eyes widened, "It was you two that petrified Shack."

Hermione sighed. "I think it's time we explain ourselves Harry. But I won't give him the potion if he sides with Dumbledore."

Harry looked at his watch. "She won't be here for another five minutes Hermione." He looked over to Remus. "Did you get Mum and Dad's will?"

Remus swallowed hard and pulled out a rolled up piece of parchment. The Gringotts seal hadn't been broken yet. "It just a copy."

Remus held it out Harry. Just as Harry grabbed the parchment, Lily appeared in a ball of flame behind Remus. He spun around to point his wand at her.

"A phoenix." Remus lowered his wand. "Harry when did you get a phoenix?"

Harry smiled. "This isn't just any phoenix Remus." He looked at the bird. "Do you want me to introduce you, or do you wish the honors?"

"I think I can handle it Harry," Lily said.

Remus eyes widened as he recognized the voice. "Lily?"

"Hello Remus. You've gotten old."

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An hour later, Lily had brought Remus up to date.

"So Remus," Lily finished. "The choice is your's. Us, or Dumbledore."

Remus looked up from his conjured chair. "Lily," he began, "You, James, and Sirius where my pack. Harry is a cub of the pack, and Hermione his mate. My loyalty's to my pack first."

"I'm glad you said that Remus," Harry said. "We need someone in the order to keep us informed about what is going on. Also, Hermione, I think it's time you explained your theory to Remus."

"What theory?" Remus asked.

Hermione smiled and pulled out a vial filled with a blue liquid. "Lily explained the magical animagus potion to you. Because your a werewolf, your unable to become a regular animagus."

Remus nodded. "Yes, it's always peeved me when the others got to chose when they transformed and I couldn't. Of course, they where harmless."

"Well," Hermione continued. "My theory is that if you where to drink the potion, without anything added, it would combine with your werewolf DNA, allowing you to change at will, and more importantly, control yourself when changed."

Remus looked at Hermione with hope. "No more mindless beast?"

Hermione smiled at Remus. "In theory. I can't guarantee it would work. It might do nothing at all." She held the vial out to Remus. "It's you choice."

Remus took the vial from Hermione. "How soon will it take effect?"

Harry answered for Hermione. "Me and Hermione both had to wait two hours before we were able to change. Mum said she had to wait three. So it's variable based on the creature. You probably should know if it worked in an hour and a half, tops."

"Or you may have to wait till the full moon," Hermione added. "We just don't know."

Remus smiled and gulped down the potion. He handed the vial back to Hermione. "I guess now we wait."

"Yes," Lily said. "But while we wait, I want to see what my will says, or if it is even the will me and James created."

Harry cracked the wax seal on the Parchment. He opened it and began to read aloud.

"We, James and Lily Potter, being of sound mind and body, bequeath all of our worldly possessions to our son Harry James Potter. In the event of our deaths, Harry is to placed with his Godfather, Sirius Black. If Sirius is unable to care for our son, he is to be placed with Lily's sister, Petunia Dursley, with Albus Dumbledore as a magical guardian. Until our son's seventeenth birthday His magical guardian shall have access to a trust vault that will fill with fifty thousand galleons annually for the care of our son. And upon Harry's eleventh birthday, he shall have access to a a trust vault that will automatically refill with ten thousand galleon's annually for school supplies. Witnessed by Albus Dumbledore."

Harry looked up at Lily. "Mum?"

"I...I don't know what to say." Lily said. "I am pissed however. Sirius witnessed our will, and our will specified that under no circumstances where you to live with Petunia. We left several thousand galleons to Remus, Sirius, and the Longbottoms. Alice was my best friend in school. Dumbledore has a lot to answer for."

"And he will Mum," Harry said. "Is there anyway we can get your original will read?"

Remus shook his head. "Unless we can somehow convince Gringotts that they made a mistake, which if they did they would be loath to admit, there is nothing we can do."

Hermione shrugged. "We just have to make the best of the situation. Remus, is there anyone in the Order who may help us?"

Remus shrugged. "Tonks might, but I wouldn't guarantee it. That reminds me, I don't know the relevance, but it is something of interest. The Weasley twins have quit talking to their mother. And Molly has refused to let Ron or Ginny read any letters they send, even if it's to them. I don't understand it since she still accepts and reads any letters Percy sends."

"Mum, How far have you gotten on the list of friends me and Hermione gave you?" Harry asked.

"I've looked at Luna, Neville, and the twins. They are all true friends and would follow you on your current course. I was unable to assess Ron and Ginny, I can't get into Grimmauld Place without drawing attention. I have to wait until they leave."

"Do you have any way for me to contact you?" Remus asked. "Then I could inform Lily when Ron or Ginny leave for whatever reason."

Harry handed Remus a small journal with a gem in the center of the cover. "We thought we might need something like that. This journal connects to one we have. The gem glows when there's a new message. Incoming messages are in red, so I suggest you use regular black ink."

"This is great, who came up with it?" Remus asked.

"That would be me," Lily said. "Although Hermione made this pair. Me and Alice use to talk through them."

"Just don't call us Harry and Hermione in the Journal," Hermione explained.

"Then what do I call you?" Remus smiled.

"King and Empress," Hermione said. "I'm sure you can figure who is who." She handed Remus a silver ring, set with a black onyx. A snake coiled around a lily was etched into the stone. "Welcome to the Serpent Court Moony. That ring is a portkey here. We hope to fix this place up to use for meetings. And if your in trouble, say 'Lilyfire' and the ring will bring you here and alert anyone else who has a ring to come here. If you just need to come here for a meeting or another reason, say 'King and Empress grant me passage.' I know it's a bit long, but we needed something you wouldn't say by accident."

Remus chuckled as he slid the ring onto his finger. "No problem. So my task is to keep you informed on the Order. Is there anything else you'd like me to do?"

"Not yet," Harry explained. "Once we finish clearing this place out and reinforcing the ceiling, we might need your help to furnish the place, but that won't be for another week or two at the soonest."

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"So there where two people," Moody said. "You're sure they weren't deatheaters?"

"Yes," Shackbolt said. He had just been revived and released from St. Mungos. "They were dressed differently. Both wore hooded cloaks that obscured their faces, one wore a white cloak, the other a black."

"Did you notice anything else about them?" Dumbledore asked.

"They both spoke parselmouth."

Several people in the room gasped.

"There was one more thing," Shackbolt began. "Right before I was petrified, I saw a pair of yellow eyes."

"That's the same thing the student's petrified four years ago said," McGonagall said. "You don't suppose they had a basilisk with them?"

"No," Shackbolt said. "The eyes belonged to the black-cloaked person. That much I'm sure of."

"I don't know a single spell that could that," Dumbledore said. "Serverus, could these two be agents hired by Voldemort?"

"I doubt it," Snape explained. "Voldemort would of killed Shackbolt and the Dursleys, or taken them captive in an attempt to lure out Potter. As far as I know he doesn't even know that the Dursley's have been attacked or that Potter is missing."

"So then these two are an unknown then," Tonks said. "Although that doesn't explain why they'd attack the Dursleys."

"We will simply have to keep an eye out for them," Dumbledore said. "On to other business. Are we any closer to finding Harry?"

"He's fine," Remus said.

All heads turned to face the werewolf.

"Remus?" Dumbledore inquired. The headmaster motioned for the werewolf to continue.

Remus sighed. "I received a letter from him the other day. He's fine, so is Hermione. The two of them are together and they'll be on the train to Hogwarts come September first."

"Why didn't you say something earlier Lupin?" Snape sneered. "How do you even know that Potter wrote the letter?"

"I recognize both his handwriting and his owl," Remus growled.

"But why didn't you say something?" Molly asked.

Remus sighed. "Because Harry asked me not to."

"Did he say where he was?" Dumbledore asked.

"No. And before you ask yes I wrote back and asked him. I haven't heard anything back yet." Remus looked around the room, at the faces now riveted to him. "when, if I do, I will tell you."

"What do you mean if?" Molly yelled. "Are you saying something might happen to him? That he may be in some kind of danger? Of course he'll write back."

"That's not what I mean Molly," Remus sighed. "Harry has just lost his godfather. He's still grieving for Sirius. He may not write back at all. He said the only reason he was writing me was so that I wouldn't worry."

"Regardless," Dumbledore stated, "we must still find him. With Voldemort out in the open, Harry is in even more danger than before. Remus, you are to keep writing to him. Try and convince him and Ms. Granger to tell us where they are so that we can bring them both here. In the meantime I want us to keep searching for him. If there is no other business, then the meeting is adjourned."

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Harry and Hermione walked through the Leaky Cauldron. They kept their hoods up concealing their faces. Today they both wore red cloaks, opting against the black and white they normally wore to reflect their basilisk forms color. Remus had written them earlier to tell them that Shackbolt had been revived and told the Order about two figures dressed in white and black respectfully. And If any Order members where in Diagon Alley, they didn't want to draw attention to themselves.

Hermione tapped the wall behind the bar with her wand to open the archway. "Are you sure it's a good idea to visit the Twins instead of making them come to us like the others," She hissed in paseltongue. "What if they inform the Order we visited?"

"Mum vouched for them," Harry explained as they walked through the archway. "And if what Remus said before is true, they won't be informing anyone in the Order."

"I still don't like it."

Harry grinned underneath his hood. "Just remember that we can stop anyone with a look. Or if we want to have some fun, our wands."

"Subtle aren't they," Hermione said, slipping back into English. She pointed at the Twins' store. Weasley's Wizard Weezes was brightly colored with a massive sign.

"Do you expect anything they do to be subtle?"

"If they side with us, then they better be."

Harry chuckled. "Shall we my empress."

"I guess we shall my king."

Harry and Hermione made their way through the alley to the store. They walked into the joke shop to find the place packed.

Hermione walked around the store, looking to see if there was anything that might be useful.

While Hermione was occupied, Harry walked up to the counter. A young blond witch was working at the counter.

"Hello Miss," Harry said politely. "Are Mr. or Mr. Weasley in?"

The witch looked up at Harry. "I'm sorry sir, they are busy at the moment."

"Then could you tell them their first investor is out front and would like to speak with them?"

"I can do that," the witch said. "Look around while you wait." she ducked into the back room.

Harry lowered his hood so the twins would recognize him when they came out. Hermione came over and stood next to him, lowering her hood as well.

"Harry!"

"Hermione!"

Both teens smiled when the Twins came out of the back room.

"It is..."

"...absolutely smashing..."

"...that you stopped in..."

"...to visit us."

Hermione laughed. "It's good to see you guys too."

"Is there a particular reason for this visit," Fred asked.

"Actually there is," Harry said. "Do you have someplace private we could talk?"

"Of course," George answered. "Janet!" he turned to the witch who had followed them out. "You're in charge of the store for until we get back."

"Come on up to our humble abode," Fred said.

"We live over the store. We can speak privately up there," George explained.

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Once the Twins had led Harry and Hermione up to their flat, they cast several privacy spells.

The Twins both collapsed into recliners while Harry and Hermione sat across from them on the couch. The Twins cheerful facades fell as soon as they sat down. They looked worn and old.

"What's wrong you guys?" Hermione asked. "You don't look so good. Is running the store that hard?"

"It's not the store," Fred explained.

"This wouldn't have anything to do with your mother keeping you from writing your siblings would it?"

"How do you know that?" George asked.

"Remus told us. But we'll come back to that later," Hermione said. "What's going on with you guys?"

Fred and George looked at each other and held a silent conversation. Grins returned to their faces.

"You two might actually be able to help," George said.

"You see we recently discovered something about our mother and sister," Fred continued.

"Mums been dosing Ginny with love potions for the last two years."

"To hide Ginny's true nature."

"Ginny doesn't know she's being slipped potion."

"And once we found out what mum was doing, she refused to let us near Ginny."

"Or Ron, in case we could get him to help us."

"We need to get Ginny away from Mum and give her an antidote."

"But we have no way to do that."

Hermione looked at Harry before speaking. "What nature is she trying to hide with a love potion?"

George answered. "Ginny's....a lesbian."