She pulled away from Remus's embrace and looking him in the eyes, her thanks just on the tip of her tongue when suddenly she froze and her eyes glazed over in a vision. Remus gasped in shock, unable to believe what he was seeing…

James sat leaning against a cold stone wall, his arms and feet chained with thick iron, giving him only four or so feet to move. There was a horrific looking gash going down his face, half of it covered in blood. This shirt was torn and he lost his shoes and one sock. There were multiple tears in his trousers and a worrisome amount of blood decorating them. His hair was matted down to his head with blood, sweat, or grime; Remus didn't know. His hands were bloodied and his wrists were bruised. It looked as if he had tried to pull the chains out of the wall on his own, simply injuring himself further.

A scream down the hallway suddenly brought James to a rage. He sprung to his feet despite all his injuries and yanked against the chains. "LEAVE HIM ALONE!" He screamed, his voice raw.

The tortured yell from down the hall suddenly intensified. James struggled more against his bonds, desperately trying to break free. The prison like door in front of James swung open and before Remus could even see who was in the doorway, a cold, frighteningly familiar voice hissed, "Crucio."

Remus nearly gagged as he watched James fall to his knees in pain as he silently suffered the torture curse. His back arched back and he bit down on his lip, drawing blood. The figure stepped into the room, cloaked in black. .

"James Potter, trying to be the hero once again," the man Remus now realized was none other than his classmate, Severus Snape behind the mask.

"Severus Snape, trying to Voldie's little bitch again," James growled, spitting blood at Snape's face.

Faster than James could react, Snape shoved him against the wall, his hand wrapped around Jame's throat. "Do no test me, Potter," Snape said softly and slowly, drawing out the words as long as possible. "I could end your pathetic existence at this very moment." He brought up his wand and traced it down James's cheek, leaving a thin cut from the corner of his left eye to his chin.

"You bastard," James spat at him. "You could kill me and your buddy Voldie could kill Ben in this very moment and you still wouldn't win. No the war, not her, nothing."

"Pathetic swine, show me some respect! I could torture you to insanity," Snape stepped back and subjected James once again to the cruciatus curse. "I could make you live out your worst nightmares," he pointed his wand at Jame's head, causing James to grab frantically at the sides of his head. When Snape finished, he stepped back and watched James's tremble on the ground in pain.

Then suddenly, James started to laugh. Slightly hysterical, he looked up at Snape and started to laugh again, that is, until Snape's foot swung out and connected with his cheekbone, knocking James back.

"You insolent, pretentious imbecile!"

James lay on the ground, panting. He spit out some more blood, before saying, "You think that you've won. It's funny."

"Funny? Tell me Potter, how is funny I will finally get my revenge. Say your last words,"

"Revenge?" James asked, shocked. He turned to look at Snape, his brows scrunched together as he tried to figure out what he meant. "Wait a bloody minute, is this about Hogwarts? Seriously? That was years ago!"

"You stole her from me," Snape growled.

James's eyes widened, realizing that this was more than Snape getting revenge for him being a bully when they were younger. "Lily? You're going to kill me because Lily loves me?"

"She doesn't love you," Snape hissed. "She could never love a man like you."

"And she could love you? Someone who tortures and kills people because of their blood, the blood she has? Let me tell you something Snivellus, the only person I've killed was a Death Eater who tried to kill Lily! Now tell me that you are the better man," James shouted. "You can't because you're a bloody Death Eater and she will never, EVER love you!" He leaned forward, his arms behind him, as he went as far forward as he could.

Snape stared at James with hatred in his eyes but then something reflective caught his attention. Before James could lean back, Snape grabbed at the thin gold chain that hung around James's neck, a ring resting right over where his heart was. It was a simple gold ring, nothing eye catching.

"What is this?" Snape demanded in a slow, droning voice of just barely controlled rage.

"Let me give you a hint, Lily has the matching one."

Snape hissed and raised his wand, "Avad—"

And with that, Remus found himself standing back in the Potter's living room, all of his friends three years younger than he just saw James, staring at them in concern. Remus tightly grabbed Elyse's arms, his hands shaking, "What did I just see?"

"You saw something?!" Sirius asked, shoving Remus away from Elyse.

Remus nodded, "I saw the future and I want to know what the hell I just witnessed!" His voice got steadily louder.

Eyse grabbed his arm and practically dragged him to the kitchen and slammed the door shut on their friends' faces. "Listen ter me," she said hastily, her voice barely above a whisper, "Yeh can't tell anyone aboot that? Clear?"

"I can't," his voice cracked, "look at James like I just didn't see him die."

She placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to comfort him. For all his intelligence and keeping cool under fire, the vision of the future had rattled him so deeply he was barely keeping it together. "Remus, a far worse day than that's waitin' fer James after that."

"How can a worse day be coming for him!? Snape murders James!"

"No he doesn't. James lives. I don't know 'ow, but I know he lives past 'at."

"Are you certain, Lucky. Please, tell me. Who? When? Why? How much time do we have left with him?" he begged.

Elyse sighed, knowing there was no way to answer any of his questions. "Remus, yeh know I can't tell yeh that."

"I just saw my friend tortured and almost murdered by a classmate! Oh, let's not forget that apparently Ben is being tortured by Lord Voldemort himself one room over! Tell me something before I lose my sanity!"

The room was silent except for Remus's labored breathing. Elyse calmly looked at him and softly said, "Three months after woot we just saw 'appens, yer gonna get a call from Lily 'n James announcing the pregnancy o' their first child. Yeh fake surprise because yeh already know because yeh'll remember this. Yeh mention it ter Ben."

Remus, now much calmer, practically collapsed against the counter. He was silent, just standing there hunched over with his arms crossed while looking at the ground, absorbing everything. He started to chuckle, "Who would have thought that James would have actually won over Lily?"

Elyse laughed too, "I would've."

He laughed louder and shoved her shoulder, "You know what I mean." He then shook his head disbelievingly, "Is that what you see all the time?"

Elyse shrugged, "Sometimes. I've seen a lot o' teh war."

"How're you not going crazy? I just saw one vision and apparently you've seen worse yet you're handling it better than I am."

"It's been a part o' me since forever. I'm just used ter it." She explained.

He nodded, knowing it was sort of like him being a werewolf. Most people would go insane or become unstable after being bitten as an adult but since his entire life has been spent as a werewolf, he never knew any different. "Still, I wish you didn't have to see that."

"Me too." She admitted softly, thinking about Remus's own death she had seen.

"Think we should go out there?" He questioned, gesturing towards the door. "You know, before they do something stupid?"

"Yeah," she agreed thinking of all the mischief James and Sirius would get up in her house while dragging Peter along for the ride.

Remus waved her ahead, "Just give me a minute? I'll be out in a mo."

Understanding, Elyse nodded and walked back into the living room. As she thought, James, Sirius, and Peter were missing. Ursula and Ben were sitting on the sofa and without saying a word, nodded their heads towards the window where she saw the three missing boys trying to repel themselves off the roof using ropes so they could spy on the outside. With a thundering crash, Peter suddenly went flying past the window.

Ursula rolled her eyes and Ben pinched the bridge of his nose. Elyse groaned and said, "I'll get the first aid kit."

"Before you do that," Ursula said. "Just tell us, did you have a vision?"

She nodded, confirming, "Me visions are back."

"And somehow Remus was pulled into the vision as well," Ben wanted to clarify.

"I was," Remus said from the doorway, his eyes not fully meeting Ben's, still unable to get the tortured screams of Ben's voice out of his mind, not that he thought he ever would be able to.

The couple on the sofa didn't question any further, not pressing anyone for information.

"Oi!" Sirius shouted from the outside, "Someone want to come help the idiot!?"

"I'm not an idiot!" Peter protested weakly.

"You fell off the roof, mate. You're kind of an idiot right now," James argued from a little farther away.

Elyse walked to the front door with the first-aid kit, "Before tey end oop killin' each other," she muttered before leaving. Truly, though, it felt like a weight had been lifted off her chest. Her visions were back. Even her horrific OWL scores couldn't bring her down.

One week later, the Potter house was silent. The sun was just breaking over the horizon and the birds were chirping in an impossibly cheery way so early in the morning. Ursula was awake, woken up by a nightmare a few hours earlier and was unable to go back to sleep, sitting in the kitchen, sipping on a cup of tea. She heard the front door creak and grabbed her wand from her pocket, keeping in front of her and she went in investigate the noise. What she saw was the door being closed and James setting off down the street, trying to look normal and inconspicuous.

Sirius came down the stairs seconds later, "Have any idea where he is going? The prick woke up with all the noise he made," he grumbled, annoyed at the loss of his precious sleep.

"I have no clue," Ursula admitted. "Want to find out?"

The twins shared a look; a look that most knew meant that there was chaos to follow. Sirius held up the invisibility cloak. Ursula smirked; her twin knew her well. She grabbed the cloak and threw it over their heads, disappearing into thin air.

They followed James for fifteen minutes up and down different streets until they came to a park. He sat down on the bench, seemingly without a care in the world. He tapped a rhythm on his thighs and whistled a tune. Ursula and Sirius stood about fifteen paces away.

"What is he doing?" Ursula whispered.

"I have no bloody clue. What does this park have anything to do why he is getting up this early every Saturday."

"Well I'm not going to stand around," Ursula said and with that promptly grabbed Sirius's hand and yanked him to the ground. He just barely suppressed his shout of surprise. Instead he settled for glaring at her and painfully pinching her side.

In retaliation she elbowed him in the gut. Sirius held his hands up surrender, knowing that they could turn this into a war no one would ever win.

"So what are we going to do?" Sirius complained.

Ursula put her hand on her chin and pretended to be in deep thought, "Oh, I don't know, maybe talk to each other. I hear some twins like to do that occasionally. It's good for their relationship or some crap like that."

"Well someone woke up on the sarcastic side of the bed this morning. Wait a minute, what were you doing downstairs?"

She felt her heart being to pound painfully when she thought of the nightmare that caused her to wake up screaming. "It was nothing."

"I'm calling bullshit on that. What happened?" Sirius pestered though there was a concerned tone to his voice.

Ursula fiddled with her fingers for a moment, not looking Sirius in the eye, "I had a nightmare and I couldn't get back to sleep."

Instantly, Sirius's jesting and annoying personality melted away and in place was a concerned and worried brother. He moved his arm so it was wrapped around her shoulders, "What was it?"

"I was in my house. I don't know why it was my house but it was. Then the doorbell rang and you showed up. You were dressed all in black. Moony and Wormtail were standing behind you. You took my hand and then we were at a funeral home. Elyse…" her voice cracked. "Elyse was lying in a coffin. James was in the next one, his eyes were still open, staring at me. God, Sirius it was horrible. But then there was one more coffin. You pulled me over and I saw Ben," she choked back a sob, "and we was dead. He looked so at peace. We had matching rings on our fingers. Then I felt a tug on my dress and a little girl was standing there. She looked just like Ben but she had my eyes and curls even though her hair was red. Then she asked, 'Mama, where's daddy? Mama, why is he sleeping? Mama, where's dada?' And she wouldn't stop! Then out of nowhere, her head came off her neck as a Death Eater killed her. I woke up crying." She admitted softly.

Sirius tightened his grip on his older twin, trying to offer her all the comfort he could. "Merlin, Ursula…" He trailed off. "Why the hell would you want to procreate with White?"

Ursula half sobbed, half laughed, "That would be the part you take away from that."

"What? It's not every day a bloke's sister admits that she dreamed she got married and had a kid with said bloke's friend. Though I have to say…" He trailed off.

That piqued Ursula's interest, "Say what?"

Sirius seemed mildly uncomfortable, not used to expressing his 'softer' emotions, as he liked to call them. But this was his twin. "I've never seen you happier with another person besides Ben. And while he royally messed up in the past, I'm…I'm happy for you."

Smiling, Ursula wrapped her arm around her brother and gave him a quick squeeze, "Aw, Sirius, I never thought you could get sappy."

"Yeah, well, you're my sister. With how we were raised…the thought of your future children…James's kids…maybe when this is all over, we'll be a proper family."

"What about you?" She questioned. "Any mini-Siriuses in the future?"

Sirius scoffed, "Like that will ever happen. I can't imagine settling down and raising a family. No, I'll be the awesome uncle."

"Aw, come on. You had to have thought about it."

"Maybe," Sirius admitted his voice softer than she had heard it in a while, fully of longing and a hint of regret. "But there is only one other picture that could complete the picture and it can never happen."

Ursula, shocked at what her brother just admitted, and was about to ask him when an owl swooped right over their heads and landed on the bench next to James. Her jaw dropped when she recognized the bird. Sirius noticed her reaction and questioned it, "What is it?"

"I know that bird," she said in shock.

Sirius perked up immediately at that, wanting to know who was writing James so secretively, "Whose is it?"

She pointed at the bird that was now nibbling on the treat in James's hand, "That is Hermes; Lily's owl."

His reaction was much the same as hers had been. His jaw hung slack and his eyes widened, "Lily Evans is willingly communicating with James Potter? What the hell?"

"I can't believe it," Ursula breathed out in shock.

They didn't have any more time to sit there since James stood up, letter in hand, and began walking back home. The twin quickly grabbed he robe and tightened it around them before running back to the house so James wouldn't notice them missing.

Two weeks passed by quickly. On the morning of August 22nd, Ursula was woken up by someone sha

king her shoulder. "Wha—?" She questioned sleepily, reaching blindly for her wand.

"Ursula, love, you need to wake up," an extremely familiar voice said to her.

She groaned and buried her head into the pillow for one more moment before looking up to see Ben standing at the side of her bed, looking down at her with an amused and endearing smirk on his face. "Good morning, love," he greeted cheerily again as she groaned, shoving her head under the pillow and pulling the blankets.

"What the hell are you doing here?" She grumbled.

"Well, I was going to tell you that Molly went into labor last night and had her baby an hour ago but if you want to sleep..." he trailed off teasingly.

Ursula shot up from bed, her hair a complete mess and her clothing slightly skewed, "She had the baby?"

Ben chuckled at her reaction and nodded, "A little boy. They named him Percy Ignatius."

"Ginger?"

"But of course. Want to go see him," he offered her his hand. She took it and he pulled her off the bed. She landed daintily on her feet before pushing Ben out of the room.

"Give me ten." With that, she closed the door in his face to get ready. Ben stared at the door a second, before walking down the stairs.

When he got back down the stairs, he sat down on the edge of the arm on the sofa to wait. He was tapping out a rhythm on his thighs when James came out of the kitchen looking worse for wear. He seemed surprised that Ben was there. "Ben? What are you doing in my house at six in the morning?" He asked suspiciously.

"Molly had her baby and she wanted me to tell Ursula. I just came to get her to take her over to the burrow.

James shook his head, "Sorry mate but Ursula's not leaving this house today."

This rubbed Ben the wrong way, "What do you mean? You can't tell her what to do and when."

"Yes I can! Especially right now!" James shot back, his anger getting the best of him.

Ben crossed his arms and stood defensively against James, "And why is that?"

"There was an attempt on Jacob Spinnet's and Frank Longbottom's life. Also, right now in St. Mungo's with only fifteen percent chance of getting out of there alive is Liam McLaggen. Cormac Zimmerman is in a coma and probably going to die within a few hours. And Sean Wood is dead. They found his body in an alley a block from his house two hours ago. Do you know what they all have in common? They all played on the Gryffindor Qudditch team. Now I don't give a damn if your father wants to give Ursula an Order of Merlin First Class, there's no way in hell anyone, including you, is leaving this house until it is safe. Do you understand me?"

Ben was silent. James's normally jovial and mischievous eyes were hardened, making him look much older than he really was. His entire posture was tense and he looked like he was ready to spring to attack at any second.

"Alright," Ben relented. James's posture didn't change. "Wait a minute, isn't Christopher Sean's brother?" Ben questioned, remembering that the beater that had replaced Sirius after he got kicked off the team was the former captain's younger brother.

James seemed to deflate, "Yeah, little brother. I haven't been able to get in contact with him but I assume the entire family is doing what we are doing. Aurors have been sent to everyone else's house. Elyse's included."

"Ben?" Ursula called as she was walking down the stairs, her hair pulled into a ponytail, wearing a loose grey tank and denim shorts. "Ready to go?" She questioned, sticking her wand into her back pocket.

"No," he responded. She slowed her descent down the stairs.

"What do you mean?"

He walked over to her and grabbed both of her hands, "Ursula, I'm sorry but there was an attack this morning on past Gryffindor team members."

The color drained from her face and she tightened her grip on Ben's hands. "Who?" She demanded.

James as the one that answered, "Liam only has a fifteen percent chance of living, Cormac is in a coma he's not going to wake up from, and Sean was found dead."

Tears filled her eyes as she heard the fate of her teammates. She sniffled and blinked rapidly, regaining her composure. "What about Claire? She and Sean just had a baby? Are they alright?"

He nodded, "From what we know, they're both fine."

She nodded, her breathing becoming labored as she tried to hold back her tears and her anger. Her hands started to tremble and she pulled them out of Ben's grasp. She began pacing around the living room, running her hand through her hair before letting her hands come to rest of the back of her neck. Her head was bowed and her eyes shut tightly.

"Ursula…?" James questioned.

She held up a finger to silence him, "I am trying," she said very softly and very slowly, "to not punch a hole in the wall right now. So if you would please not speak to me then that would be much appreciated."

Ben didn't heed her warning. Instead, he did the opposite and pulled her into a gentle embrace. All the tension and anger seemed to melt right off her as she collapsed against his chest. It seemed like he had the magical ability to calm her with a few words or a simple touch. She could bring up all the walls she had been forced to build back in Grimmauld Place but the second Ben was there, the walls crumbled. She didn't know why, but simply being around him made her feel safe, like it was and would always alright. Well, she knew why but she couldn't admit that to herself just yet.

The pair of them simply stood in the middle of the living room, rocking back and forth slightly. James had left, giving the pair their privacy. He normally would have teased the hell out of them for being so lovey-dovey but right now, he simply didn't have the heart to.

The morning of the funeral, the Potters, Blacks, and White all showed up together. Remus and Elyse met them at the funeral home. Peter said that he would come later but he had a family commitment he couldn't get out of. Remus sighed sadly when he once again saw his friends in their black mourning robes. He had been seeing them in that particular garb much too often lately. Remus technically didn't have a reason to be there. He was never on the team. But Sean Wood was still his housemate and a close friend to his friends.

"Ready?" He questioned, grabbing the handle of the door.

"No," Elyse confessed softly.

Sirius, standing near her, reached out and grabbed her hand comfortingly. "It's alright Lucky."

Taking a deep breath, tightly gripping Ben's hand in a death grip, Ursula strode forward and walked into the building. Her steps faltered when she walked through the second doors and saw the coffin laying in the front, the top open. Her breathing caught in her throat and tears started running down her face as she thought of her friend and captain lying lifeless in that wooden box. Still, they got into line and waited for their turn to speak to the family.

With every step, Ben would try to either distract her from what they were about to see or try to get their minds off it. Nothing seemed to work so he simply wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her to him to let her know that he was there. When they got to the body, he was glad he was already supporting her because her knees almost gave out beneath her.

Sean, just twenty years old, lay there like he was simply taking a nap. His face was calm and there were no marks marring his body. His wand was folded between his hands and his broom was against his side along with his captain's pin pinned to the front of his robes.

"He looks so peaceful," Ursula commented.

"He was younger than Annie," Ben absentmindedly commented.

"Do you…Do you think they are together now?" Ursula asked hesitatingly. "Playing Quidditch or something together?"

Ben made a noise between a chuckle and a sob, "She used to drag him over to our house over the summer and practice with him in our backyard. The fights they would get into debating a call…"

To keep the line moving, they paid their silent respects for only a minute before moving on to speak to the family. Ursula immediately went to Christopher and pulled her teammate into a hug. He boy, for that is all he really was, grasped tightly at her clothes and violently began to sob. Guiding him away from everyone else who had begun to look at him in pity, Ursula took him towards the back room.

Ben went to follow but when he was walking towards where they were going, he notice Claire standing there holding a young toddler in her arms. He walked over to her and she smiled slightly in greeting, though it didn't make it to her eyes.

"Hello Ben," she greeted softly, trying to calm the fussing boy in her arms.

"Hello Claire. What's his name?" He asked, gesturing at the boy.

"Oliver." She said as she tried to get him to turn around. "Ollie, say hello to Ben."

"Ewwo Wen," He said in his baby voice.

"Hello Oliver," Ben said, smiling at the toddler and held his arms out in a silent question. Claire handed Oliver over, giving her arms a well-deserved rest.

"Kwibbit?" Oliver questioned.

Ben looked at Claire in question. She chuckled sadly, her eyes filling with tears, "Quidditch," she mouthed.

Ben almost laughed. Why wouldn't Sean Wood's son be asking him about Quidditch when he can't even make a full sentence yet.

"Yes, I play Quidditch. I play for Gryffindor right now." Ben told him.

Oliver smiled, "Pwace?!" He loudly questioned, thrilled that he got to talk about Quidditch.

"I'm the Keeper," he said, feeling a stab of pain in his chest as he realized that he had taken Sean's place on the team and now he was standing front of Sean's widow and son.

Oliver just seemed to become happier and happier. He clapped his hands together and giggled loudly, "Like Daddy!"

The smile slipped from Ben's face and he nodded, "Yeah," he said faintly, "like daddy."

"Are you going to be a keeper?" Ursula questioned, walking up to the trio. She smiled at Oliver but her eyes spoke of the pain she felt seeing so much of Sean in his son.

He nodded, "Kweeper!" He shouted happily.

"Sean always said he would be a keeper," Claire said tearfully. "I never doubted him but I thought that he would be there to teach him everything and go to his games and see him play and now it's just going to be me. He's never going to see his little boy play," her voice cracked and she frantically wiped at her eyes.

"Momma sad," Oliver said, his tone as serious as a child's could be.

Claire took back Oliver, "No, Momma just misses Daddy." She looked at their pair in front of her, her eyes rimmed with red, "I'm sorry but it's time for his nap and he'll get cranky soon. Bye guys."

Ben and Ursula both offered their condolences and farewells before Claire turned away.

Ursula wrapped her arms around Ben's waist, taking all the comfort she could from him, "Ben, how the hell are we going to go back to school in two days after this?"

"Together," he promised as he kissed the top of her head. "As long as we stay together, it'll be alright."

"I don't know, Ben," she said, looking at James and Elyse talking to Frank Longbottom across the room. Sirius and Remus were speaking with Professor McGonagall who was there with her niece. "I don't want this to be us." She admitted, her voice scared and terrified.

His grip tightened around her, "I swear to you, this will never be us. I promise."

Ursula nodded but mentally she couldn't help but think that he wouldn't be able to keep that promise.

Sorry this took so long to get posted! College has been kicking my butt time wise. It didn't help that I just started working this week so now it is even more hectic. I hope that you all like the vision. While it wasn't really explained or focused on much in this chapter, they will be discussing what happened and why it did. Also, some more visions might be giving away a few more things while also raising more questions. Just keep with this and all will be revealed in due time. Until next time.