Remus Lupin walked into of of the many defence against the dark arts class rooms, and looked around. He sighed, wondering why he had been summoned to this classroom that was filled with eighteen till twenty-one year old students. Holding the suitcase in his hand tightly he placed it on the teachers desk, and sat down on one of the chairs. A few minutes later, two of the teachers entered the class room with a third unknown man. Remus had met with two of them. Alex Summers and Caradoc Samual had been a help to adjust here to life at Pacific, where he wasn't bullied or shunted like in Great Britain. Here he was welcomed as a colleague, a scholar and most importantly, one of the ring-bearers.
"Class. I'd like to introduce you to Auror captain Eric Johnson. He is here to aid you today in finding out what happened and how it happened. This day the subject is 'Halloween, October 31st, Godric's Hollow. The vicims are James and Lily Potter. We have a unsecure crime scene, but thanks to Remus Lupin and a Muggle, we have enough items to get a feel of the crimescene. Remus if you please?"
Now Remus knew why he was told to bring his suitcase. In it were all the photo's that the priest had collected, and some of his own investigation.
Taking a deep breath, Remus clicked open the suitcase, and pulled out various papers, photo's and as last, the wardstone that he had nicked before he came to Pacific.
Remus heard a whissle. "That's a unusual stone. Normally a wardstone is being used to place the wards to it, and it normally a yellow white colour. Not Black like this one is." Said the Auror. "Okay class, take out the photo's and place them in sequence of taken, Number 001 at the beginning, and photo number 677 at the end." Commanded the auror.
With a few waves of the wands of some of the students, the photo's were distributed. Each student got about fifty photo's, with numbers. Soon every student was walking around, and placing photo's to the blackboard, white boards, and the walls.
"Okay, now that we have the photo's structured on numbers, we can make the crime scene. Erica, Joseph. I'll need you to play the bodies of James and Lily Potter, according to this official document that I copied from the British auror office." Said The auror. Both students nodded, and with a few waves of his wand and a few mumbled words, the classroom was transformed into the cottage of the Potters. Everything was there, from the sofa where Remus had crashed on many nights after the full moon, to the photo's of Harry's Parents and Grandparents.
Remus looked around and slowly walked to the sofa. He sat in it, and it felt very real. "How?" Asked Remus.
The auror smiled. "That is one of the differences between the auror's here in the states, and the aurors there in Britain. One of the other major differences is that the aurors there are very sloppy with paperwork. A crime scene like this would have at least sixteen pages, and numerous photo's. There is barely enough here for an introduction for a book. Not even one picture of how the bodies lay. Only a faint description that 'James Potter was found on his back, with his hands outstreched, and Lily Potter on her left side, arm streched towards the baby that has been taken to a safe lacation, under orders of APWB Dumbledore'.
The auror and the auror potential class continued their investigation of the had to take a break from the classroom. As it brought very painful memories to see again, even after all these years. So as Professor Samual and the auror captain were training the students, Alex and Remus were walking across the campus. Seeing the campus always brought a great peace in him, and it helped him to clear his mind.
"Remus, are you okay?" Asked Alex, as they watched over the sea, that was filled with many students playing in the water. As it was a Saterday, most students had taken the time to take to the water. Even with the november air, the water was still warm.
"I don't know. I went inside in the real house, but just now I got the feeling that I faled them again. I failed Harry the most. I should have been there for him, but Dumbledore told me to let him adjust to his new family. When the time came to see Harry again, I was scared. Scared of the dangers that I would bring his life there with Petunia, so I stayed away. I visited the graves of Lily and James every halloween, and only this past halloween was the first time that I cried openly for them. Does that make me a bad man?" Asked Remus, as he sat down on the warm sands of the beach, while he could see Harry's friends playing in the water. Harry was sitting down near the waterline, holding his little phoenix and showing her many different things
"Don't tell others this, Remus but I think you have been blessed with a great hart, one that is large enough to love, and hold that love for Harry for an eternity." Remus snorted. "Maybe you want to live for an eternity, but there are day's, day's like the times when I must transform into a werewolf, that I wish I could die. You have no idea how painful a werewolf transformation is." Said Remus while he let some sand slip through his hands.
"Maybe not, but I've seen more than my fair share of students who fall victim to the darker side of magic. I've seen students with promissing futures being killed, for no other reason than being there in the wrong place at the wrong time." Alex said, a few stray tears leaving his eyes.
"Dit you know that when I was still young, I was in love with a girl. Her future was as bright at the sun. In one swift action, that future was taken away as a werewolf pack killed her parents, and bit her."
"She committed suicide after her first transformation. I guess seeing us, her only true friends laying there in our own blood, drove her over the edge. It would have taken probably no longer than an hour before Alexandra and me would be dead. Professor Flamel had been warned, and with sevearl doses of the elixer of life that came from his stone, did Alexandra and me survive."
"I didn't know. I really didn't know." Said Remus softly. "Nobody knows about that story. Before I was Alexander Jonathan Summers, my name was Jonathan Beltrich. I was a young muggleborn student who just finished his first year at Durmstrang, and I didn't care about that. When Father poured his elixer inside of me and my sister, we returned to our infantcy. We stayed under a strong stasis charm and only after the second world war were we revived. We took the names we have now, and joined the school after Alexandra found one of those golden rings. Father knew we were supposed to become great."
Alex took a deep breath. "You cannot tell any living soul about what we just discussed, Remus.
To do so would be betraying Father, Mother, me, my sister and the entire staff of Pacific. Promise me, Remus." Alex looked at Remus, his eyes betraying the massive secret that Remus had been told.
"I promise" Said Remus.
Few weeks later.
Harry walked to the office of the headmistress, for he had an appointment. Nocking on the door, he got an "enter" and enterd the office.
"Mister Potter, good to see you again. How are you?" asked the headmistress, as she looked at Harry and his new Phoenix. In the last several weeks, the young phoenix had grown at a steady pace, and now was comfortable sitting on Harry's shoulder. "Hello ma'am, I'm fine, thank you." responder Harry, as he made Hedwig sitting on the handrail of the chair. "Professor, I was wondering something, and was hoping you could explain that."
"What do you need to know Harry?" Alexandra asked, curious as to why Harry came to her. "Well, I was taking care of Hedwig's feathers, as they are coming through. The strange thing is that some of her feathers are just plain red, but the majority of her feathers are becoming white. How is that possible?"
"Show me, mister Potter" Said Alexandra, and taking one wing carefully from Hedwig's body, he fold it out. Harry was right, as only the feathertips of the wing were red, the rest of the feathers were a snow white colour.
"Facinating, your ability is creating a new feather colour for your phoenix." Said Alexandra, as she moved her hand over the white feathers. Hedwig allowed it for a moment before she withdrew her wing and began to undo the damage the headmistress had done. "Sorry ma'am, This is the second time that Hedwig had done that. She somehow allows me to do that, as a daily job to care for her, but other people... Well, let's just say that she doesn't want to be touched much. And begging your pardon ma'am, What do you mean with 'my ability?'"
"Mister Potter. Do you remember the first time you were here at Pacific? Do you remember that you somehow floated in the air, and that outside a storm was blowing?"
"Not realy ma'am, I was so angry at my old uncle that I guess not."
"That doesn't matter, mister Potter. What we have found out that day, was that you have the ability to summon storms, lightning, and wind. You are the third in a short line of people the wizarding world calls 'Elementals'. Your power seems to be air, and your phoenix is reflecting that, by creating a feather coat, that is white, soft, but extremely durable."
Harry was stunned. He was an elemental? His element was air? No wonder he did so well at the flying lessons. "So, what happens now Professor?"
"That, I need to discuss with the other teachers mister Potter. Let's just say that we can expect great things from you. Things that will make you very valuable for Pacific."