New chapter!! See previous chapter for disclaimer. Enjoy. :) Oh and i wasn't really sure when exactly the Potters went into hiding.

"You'll take care of yourself." Lily braced a sleeping Harry on her hip and looked sternly at Remus through the glare of the early July sunlight.

The fact that it was he who should be admonishing her to take care was not lost on him. But when Lily Potter gave you an order you didn't contradict her. Not unless you wanted a taste of her famous temper.

"Of course," he said easily. "And you should do likewise. Don't let James do anything reckless, you know what he's like when he's board."

Lily smiled, although he could see the fear that lurked behind it. And looking at her and Harry then and hearing James talking to Peter a few feet away, a feeling came over him. Ignoring it he let Lily embrace him and embraced her back tightly, careful not to jostle Harry.

"It'll be alright Lily." He told her softly. "You couldn't put your trust in a better person. Sirius would rather die then betray you and James. This will all be over soon."

She shook her head and pulled away. "Always an optimist. I can't help thinking that it's all going to get worse before it all ends."

Remus was about to answer but James had finished talking with Peter, who had now disapperated, and now stood with them slapping Remus on the shoulder.

"Well Moony, this is it." He grinned, although like Lily there was unease. "Wish us luck yeah?"

Remus shook his head. "I don't need to. You'll be fine, all of you. Remind Sirius to keep a low profile will you? Doubtless he'll think I'm nagging him, but knowing him he'll be going crazy after a few days of being shut in."

James laughed, "He said you'd say that." He looked at Remus earnestly. "You take care of your self mate. I don't want have to hear that they've taken you out five minutes after we're safe." Acting on impulse and surprising Remus, James embraced him quickly then thumped him on the back as if embarrassed at showing such emotion. Lily rolled her eyes, and readjusted her hold of Harry who had woken and was now peering around until his gaze fell on his father and Remus.

Seeing his son was awake James smiled at him and said, "say bye to Moony Harry, we won't be seeing him for a while."

Harry simply blinked then grinned a gummy baby grin as Remus ruffled his hair.

"Well I suppose that's as good as your going to get." Lily looked at James and her green eyes were full of worry. "We should…"

"I should go." Remus interjected not wanting to make it hard for them. He knew he couldn't know where they were going.

James nodded gratefully, gripped Remus's shoulder once more and moved to stand with his wife and son.

Remus looked at the three of them there together and felt a pang of sadness. When had things become so messed up that it had come to this? Suddenly he found himself wondering when or if he would see them again.

"Goodbye Remus." Lily said softly, her bright smile lighting her eyes.

"Goodbye." He disapperated then and landed outside of his house. Almost immediately he was besieged by a large barn owl.

"Yes, yes." He said impatiently as the owl hit him around the head with its wings. "If you would just let me see the note…"

Plucking the dirty piece of parchment from the owl's beak he unfolded it and read quickly. Then cursing silently, he turned on the spot and disapperated again.+++

With a tired sigh Tonks sat on the bench outside of the Auror interrogation room and closed her expressive grey eyes. Her whole body was aching, especially her back. Definitely pulled something there, she mused as she heard the door open and footsteps come toward her. Opening her eyes she saw Frank and Dawlish pass her with a nod and Moody striding toward her. He beckoned and she quickly jumped to her feet, ignoring the twinges of pain shooting through her battered body.

"You did well today Nymphadora." Moody said gruffly as they headed toward the lifts.

"Aren't you going to get it for letting me go in the field?" she asked curiously, choosing to ignore the use of her hated name. She knew that trainees weren't supposed to go out until their third year of training.

Moody snorted. "I reckon so, but don't you worry about that." He rubbed his nose, which now had a chunk missing out of it, a result of his latest duel with a Death Eater. He had been lucky she supposed; the Death Eater, Rosier, had lost his life. Moody had only lost some skin.

Moody pushed impatiently at the button for the lift and looked at her appraisingly. "That was that Semple again wasn't it? With Lestrange and Dolholv?"

She nodded mutely. She could still here her aunt's mad laughter as she had disappereated.

It was supposed to be a routine raid; the Aurors had gotten reports of Muggle attacks in Surrey. They had not expected to find two of Voldemort's most devoted followers and two others. Semple, Lestrange and Dolholv had gotten away, the fourth they had captured and brought back for questioning. Those poor Muggles, she thought with a shudder as the grill opened and they stepped inside.

"You took a good chunk out of him today. I'd watch my back if I were you." Moody was saying to her.

She had indeed taken a "good chunk" out of Liam. If she had to wager she'd bet that he was now blind in his left eye.

"He won't come after me," she said, although her voice came out sounding unsure. "At least not right away. He'll sulk for a bit, then try something when he thinks I least expect it. Just have to be vigilant don't I? Did the one we caught say anything?"

Moody shook his head, secretly proud at how far she seemed to have progressed under his training. "Not a thing. Filth kept going on about how he would be rewarded by his lord for his loyalty."

Tonks knew that if they hadn't been in the lift he would have spat on the ground. As it was he snorted derisively. "Won't be much left to be rewarded once the Dementors get through with him."

The golden grill opened onto the offices of magical law enforcement and immediately a cacophony of noise hit them. They stepped off and Moody grabbed a wizard wearing the blue robes of the regular law enforcement. "What's all this?"

The wizard looked harried and seemed about to snap when he saw who had a hold of him. "A raid on a camp of werewolves. We're liaising with the creature capture unit, sir."

Moody looked at him sharply, his black eyes boring into him. "Where?"

"Inverness. It's Greyback's pack. The Ministers ordered us to clear them all out and capture Greayback. There's been a threat against his grandson."

Moody cursed and let go of the man who hurried off. Shaking his head he pushed his way through the chaos of the office, Tonks following close behind. Thank Merlin Remus isn't there anymore she thought. She didn't want to think of what would happen if he got caught in the chaos that was sure to unfold. The werewolves would not go quietly she knew and she highly doubted that Greyback would be captured, not when he was Voldemort's dog.

They had reached Moody's office and he sat behind his desk with a groan. The walls of the cubicle like room were papered with the wanted posters of the known Death Eaters as well as other dark wizards. Tonks looked pointedly away when the poster of her mother's sister sneered at her.

Moody took a swig from his flask. "They're touched if they think they'll get Greyback." He looked at her then, as if assessing her.

"Go home and get some rest."

Tonks opened her mouth to protest, they still had stealth training to go through, but closed it when he glared at her.

"You've done enough for one day. A good soldier knows when to take a rest Nymphadora. Go home and send Shaklebolt in here on your way out."

"Right," she hesitated then, "Thank you," Was all she said, and with a grateful nod went to find Kingsley.

Moody took another swig from his flask and pulled the ever-cursed paperwork he would need to complete on today's capture toward him.+++

Remus had searched for 20 minutes before he found Erin. The older werewolf was at the pub where Tonks had approached Remus in disguise. As soon as the older man saw Remus he indicated the stool next to him, his usual grin not gracing his face.

"Got my message then lad." it wasn't a question.

Instead of answering, Remus said, "You need to get out of here. I've informed the ministry. It won't be long before they show up and try to take you all in."

Erin took a pull of his ale and fixed his hard eyes on Remus. " Knew ya would. It's why I sent ya the message. If Greyback suspected it was me…" he shook his head. "But I couldn't let 'im get away with it this time." He smiled crookedly. "Guess I've been spending too much time with ya lad. Your ideals are rubbing off on me."

Remus looked around the pub quickly, it was full and he knew that this was the first place the Ministry officials would come to. Most of the men and women in the pub were pack wolves, some were outsiders, but he knew all would probably get in on a fight if it came to it. And it would.

"Erin, you trusted me before when I told you why I was here originally. Trust me now. We have to leave before the Aurors and the capture unit show up. I know you were never registered," he added shrewdly. "If they catch you, you'll get a few months in Azkaban for that alone."

Erin eyed him, then slammed his drink down on the bar. "Right." He lurched to his feet and called over to a teenage boy sitting in the corner. He was new, Remus could tell. When the boy reached them he eyed Remus curiously if a little wearily.

"Colm, this is Remus. The one I told ya about. We're goanna go with him." Erin looked around the pub with distaste. "I'm tired of this anyway."

Remus had a brief moment of relief that Erin was finally listening to him before the door burst open and Red robed Aurors streamed in wands drawn. "Everybody down!"

It was a futile command Remus thought, as he ducked down pulling Colm and Erin with him and a chair went soaring over their heads to hit the Auror who had just spoken. These people would not go without a fight. He had only informed the ministry, anonymously of course, because he thought the boy needed to be protected. He doubted they would get far with the twenty or so werewolves that made up the pack.

"Stay down," he said calmly to Colm, "And make your way as quickly as you can to the door." He doubted it would be any better outside, but at least there he would have room to maneuver.

Colm did as he was told and Remus and Erin quickly followed, Remus casting a shield as spells flew around them. It was pure chaos. Reaching the door with only minimal bumps from those fighting, he brought down the shield knowing he would probably need to cast another more offensive spell soon.

"We'll have to head for the nearest floo." He told his companions as he straightened. Aurors and others he recognized as wizards from the capture unit were engaged outside. From the corner of his eye he saw Greyback fleeing the scene leaving a bloodied Wizard behind him. Without really considering it he cast a spell to impede him, but was stopped by an incensed werewolf who only saw the wand and took him for a ministry official.

The man latched onto Remus's arm, his teeth sinking in and his long nailed hands wrapping around his neck. Struggling to get the man off of him he just managed to indicate that Colm and Erin should go before they too were attacked.

Erin gruffly pulled the man off of Remus, who then stunned him, all the while gasping for breath.

"Ok lad?"

He nodded. "I'll survive. We need to go before…"

"Stop right there werewolf!" A wizard in the robes of the capture unit was running at him wand drawn.

"GO!" Remus yelled at Erin and Colm, who only hesitated a moment before tearing off. In the melee no one pursued them. He quickly brought up his wand and cast a silent "Expliarmus" as the wizard at the same time hit him sending him flying back.

Even as he was flying through the air, Remus's mind was still whirling and he quickly cast a curse of his own that sent the wizard sprawling. He had a moments disbelief that it had actually worked before he collided with the side of a neighbouring building, hitting his head with a hard thwack.

Feeling slightly dizzy, throat sore and arm aching where the other werewolf had sunk his teeth in to him, he pulled himself to his feet and tried to focus on the direction he was sure Erin and Colm had gone. The world was spinning and a he felt a slight trickle on the back of his neck, but he steadfastly ignored it. He could worry about the probable concussion and injuries after they were safely away.

He found the others up the street outside of a small restaurant.

"They have a floo." Colm spoke for the first time. "But the landlady's locked the door. Probably afraid that she'll be attacked next."

Feeling slightly irritated Remus shouldered past them and unlocked the door magically.

"To have a wand," Erin said ruefully as they all three entered and moved past the shrieking landlady huddled in the corner. "Makes me wish mine hadn't been stolen all those years ago."

"It's alright madam," Remus assured the woman as gently as he could. "We have need of your floo, that's all. We'll be gone in a moment."

Grabbing some floo powder he threw it into the already burning fire and pushed Colm forward calling out the direction of his house. Erin quickly followed and then with one last bemused look to the cowering women in the corner he too stepped into the fire.+++

"Cally, turn the bloody wireless down please!" Tonks groaned from the coach. As much as she liked the Hobgoblins, she really wasn't in the mood to here them at full blast.

Cally's black haired head peered around the door of her room. "Since when are you opposed to loud music? I usually have to beg you to turn that Punk Junk down."

Ignoring the jibe at her preference in music, Tonks buried her head in the pillows on the coach. "Since I feel like I was stampeded over by a heard of rouge Thestrals." She said, her voice muffled. "Just turn it down a bit yeah? I haven't lost all my senses."

Cally shook her head but laughed and complied. Just as the music went down to a respectable volume both Women heard a pounding at the door.

"You're closer!" Cally yelled from her room and Tonks begrudgingly lurched to her feet, wand in hand. After all you could never be too careful and there was probably a Death Eater after her after today's events.

"Who is it?" she demanded one hand already poised to unlock the door. There was a pause as if whoever it was, was trying to remember who they were.

"It's Remus."

She frowned and didn't open the door. "How do I know you're who you say you are?"

There was a sigh and his voice came again tired sounding and slightly amused. "You were wearing lime green knickers yesterday."

Biting her lip to stifle a laugh she whipped the door open, only to see Mrs. across the hall eyeing Remus with a scandalized look. Obviously she had overheard. Tonks finger waved and pulled Remus into the apartment.

"I'll thank you not to announce my lingerie colours to everyone." She said tartly as she locked the door.

She turned expecting a wry reply but instead she saw Remus running in the direction of the bathroom. Confused, she followed him arriving just in time to see him crouching over the toilet heaving.

"Are you ok?" she asked worriedly leaning against the door. She could feel Cally hovering behind her.

He raised one hand as if to say wait and braced himself against the porcelain bowl as a fresh wave hit him. Finally he was able to flush and straighten leaning against the tub.

"I'm fine." He said hoarsely, closing his eyes.

She raised a brow and entered the bathroom to kneel in front of him. "You're not, you just upchucked tomorrows breakfast." She noticed then that the collar of his shirt was soaked in blood. Tentatively she touched it only to come away with residue on her fingers. "You're bleeding!"

He opened his eyes and looked at her quizzically. "Yes, I suppose I am." He scrunched his forehead in thought then winced. "That's why I came here, I think." He touched the back of his head and she noticed that his sleeve was rolled up exposing a bleeding wound.

"Cally," she hissed over her shoulder, "can you look at this?"

"Bring him into your room." Cally replied, as she hurried to grab her wand.

"Come on Love, up we go." Tonks wrapped her arms around his middle and pulled. Once on his feet they moved to her room where he promptly sat on the bed, looking as if he would like to throw up again.

She quickly conjured a bucket just in case.

"What happened?" she asked as Cally entered and began to look at his head. She hissed in sympathy when she saw the source of the blood. "You're concussed," she said softly in what Tonks called her healer's voice as she probed the area with her wand.

"I got a note from Erin."

"Oh? What about?" she asked aware that Cally was listening and wishing that she wasn't there. She was pretty sure she knew what the note had been about.

"Greyback."

Cally stopped her ministrations and looked at Tonks questioningly. Ignoring her best friends look she cut Remus off, "I heard about that, the office was in chaos. So you went to Inverness?"

He nodded then grabbed the bucket. He was able to hold on to the rest of his stomach contents though and continued. "I sent the ministry an anonymous message and then went to get Erin out. He's been tired of…" he stopped then as if finally realizing that Cally was listening.

"So you got caught in the raid?"

He snorted. "From both sides. This," he raised his arm, "was a gift from one of the pack, and this" he indicated his head, "was courtesy of a ministry official. I set Erin and the teenage boy he's taken a shine to up at my house and then came here."

His eyes met hers and she felt a surge of anger toward the ministry's system. There was only one reason why he wouldn't have gone to the hospital instead.

"We should get him to St. Mungos," Cally said as if reading her mind.

Immediately she shook her head. "We can't. You'll have to treat him here."

"What? Why?" Cally demanded. She wasn't going to let this go.

It was Remus who answered. "Because I'm not allowed to be treated there right now."

Cally seemed to be thinking, putting together all she had gleaned from their conversation. Her blue eyes widened. But she said nothing, simply shot Tonks a look and then continued to treat Remus's injuries.

"How old is this boy?" Tonks asked in an attempt to distract him, sitting on his other side.

"No more then 17. His name is Colm. His family disowned him when…"

She nodded in understanding and laced her small hand into his larger one. "Erin looks out for him?"

"Yes," he laughed softly, shortly. " When I left they were arguing. It was like listening to you and your mum. It's better that they're away from Inverness. I doubt they'll go back."

Cally had moved onto his arm. She cleared the area to reveal teeth imprints and then applied dittany before bandaging it lightly. "It'll twinge for a bit. And you'll need to take a potion to help with the concussion." She told Remus avoiding his gaze. "Tonks can I talk to you for a moment?"

She stood and left the room leaving Tonks to follow. She kissed Remus's cheek and then stood. "I'll be back in a minute. You should rest. Just try not to go to sleep, at least that's what Madame Pomfrey always said when I came in with a concussion."

He smiled slightly although it didn't reach his eyes and lay back on the bed as she left the room.

Cally was standing by the window staring out of it into the dusk. "Remus is a werewolf?" She demanded as soon as Tonks entered. She turned and faced her. "Tell me it's not true."

Tonks gazed at her best friend levelly. "I can't do that Cal."

She shook her head as if to dislodge the truth she had just been told. "All this time, and you've never said anything? I always knew something was up, but this…this is too much. Is this why he broke up with you?"

Tonks sat on the arm of the coach and crossed her arms. "Partly. But I knew before we even started dating. Do you really think Remus would lie to me? I've always known. Generally we have a very open relationship."

Cally looked at her incredulously. "And you're ok with it?"

Tonks returned the look again keeping her tone level. "And you're not?"

She turned to the window again and silence fell on them. Tonks could feel her friend slipping away from her but she would do nothing to stop it. She had made her choice already, and nothing would change that, however much it saddened her.

Finally Cally spoke softly. "I don't know what to think Tonks. With all this fear and paranoia going on right now with you know who…the Prophet says the werewolves are with him."

Tonks stood, trying to keep her indignation in check. It wouldn't help anything. "It sounds to me like you already know what you think Cally. And I wouldn't listen to everything the prophet says." She turned and made her way back to her room.

"One person doesn't represent the whole. Remember that." She told her sounding defeated as she closed her door. She leaned against the closed door; her eyes closed holding back her tears and less then a minute later she heard the flat door close as Cally left. Taking a steadying breath she opened her eyes to find Remus watching her from the bed.

"You heard."

He nodded and she closed her eyes again. She could here him moving and a moment later his arms were around her. She leaned gratefully into to him and allowed herself a few tears as he rubbed her back soothingly. After a time she pulled away, wiping her eyes on the sleeve of the Auror robes she still wore.

"Right," she said briskly as she grabbed up her wand and strode across the room. "Do you think you could pull my trunk out from under my bed?"

Her answer was a squeak as he did as she had asked.

"Thanks." She grabbed an armload of things off of her dresser and threw them on her bed. "Start shrinking Love. We've got a bit to pack and I want to be gone before she comes back."

Remus hesitated and she turned to look at him questioningly her arms full of cloths.

"Are you sure about this Dora?" he asked gently. "You've been friends for quite a few years."

"Of course I'm sure," she threw her cloths into the trunk and moved to the closet grabbing her robes, hangers and all. "Or are you telling me that I don't have a place to go?" she glanced over her shoulder in time to catch his look of surprise.

"Of course you do. If that's really what you want."

"It is." She said with conviction. "I really should have just moved in with you in the first place. Cut out the middleman. Now you start shrinking my stuff and I'll go gather what's strewn around the flat."

Sighing and feeling guilty Remus complied.

Fifteen minutes later they had packed all her belongings including her furniture into the trunk. He waited at the door as she placed a note and her half of the rent on the table.

She looked around the small flat one more time and then with a dejected sigh joined him in the hall. Closing the door and making sure it was locked she smiled up at him.

"Lets go home."