Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter…it wouldn't be called Harry Potter, it would be Sirius Black and his love for Remus Lupin. It would be amazing. Trust me.
A/n: Okay, I am taking a "break" from 'Some Rockstar'… mostly because I don't want to continue writing it anymore. Ehh…But I do have some nicely laid out plans for this one, I want it to rock peoples socks off…or at least nudge them a little.
Thanks to my cute little beta, Charmed soph. Although I am not sure if she edited it at all, she gets quite lazy at times…ah sisters.
Harry Potter and the Last Marauder
Chapter 1: Asking.
Harry James Potter sat in the room Ronald Weasley and he shared at the Burrow, biting his nails.
"Just stay here, don't go. You don't need it." Harry was having the same argument with himself that he had been having since the beginning of summer.
He groaned in frustration, pounding his fist into the wall. He had gone over the pros and cons of going to Remus, still he had yet to make a decision.
A knock came on the door along with Hermione's voice, "Can I come in Harry?"
"Y—yeah, come in." Harry said standing up. "What's up?" he asked as she entered.
"You're not downstairs, that's what's up. Ron and I have been worried. Harry, it's our last night with our families and you're sitting up here in your room."
"I know." He said looking down.
"We are leaving tomorrow night."
"I know Hermione."
"Harry…we might—we might not come back."
"I…" Harry sighed looking up at her, "I know, I just, I have to go, see him. He's lost everything."
"You told him you would see him tomorrow Harry, before we leave."
"Yeah, but I need something from him." Harry said grabbing his coat from his bed.
"Harry, you promised. You can't ask him, you can't do that to him." Hermione said stepping in front of the doorway.
"We might not come back, I need it.' Harry said pulling her into a hug, "I need to know."
'Be careful.' Was all she said before Harry apparated.
Harry walked into the small home, knowing he should be doing this. After all he had done for Harry, it was almost ridiculous to ask for something more, something as big as this.
Harry stopped and sighed. Hermione was right, it would be too much to ask for.
"Harry? Is that you?" Harry heard Remus' voice call from the study.
'It's too late now.' Harry thought, "Yeah." Harry said as he started taking his coat off.
"Oh," the older man said coming out of the study and taking Harry's coat, smiling, "I wasn't expecting you 'til tomorrow night, before you left. You are still leaving tomorrow, aren't you? Where are Ron and Hermione?"
"Yes, we are still leaving tomorrow. Ron and Hermione are at the Burrow, trying to get as much family time as possible." Harry said following Remus into the kitchen.
"Why aren't you there? You could have just come tomorrow night, like we planned. Coffee or tea?" Remus asked pulling to cups from the cabinet.
Harry gave Remus a look, "Oh right, tea…just like…" Remus stopped but Harry knew he meant Sirius.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked quietly.
"As good as I am going to get." Remus said with a sad smile.
"I came here to ask you for something." Harry said when Remus turned to fill the kettle.
"Oh?" Remus asked as he put the kettle on the stove. "You know I'll give you anything, you just have to ask."
Harry smiled, "Anything?"
"Of course Harry. What's wrong, you seem bothered." He asked placing his hand on Harry's shoulder.
"I want…I need…I just…" Harry didn't realize how hard it would be asking him for this.
"Harry you're starting to worry me, just ask."
"I want the real story Remus." Harry said looking down at his sweaty palms.
The kettle rang out, but Remus didn't seem to notice at first.
"Remus, the water." Harry said pointing to the stove.
Remus seemed to snap back and grabbed the kettle and filled the cups.
"What real story are you talking about Harry?" Remus asked as he sipped his tea.
"About Sirius, about my parents, hell even Pettigrew. And, I want to know the truth about you and Sirius." Harry said looking up from his tea.
Remus choked on his tea and looked at Harry shaking his head.
"Harry, there is no real story between me and Sirius." Remus said hoping he was still able to lie.
"He told me, Remus. Sirius told me that you guys were together."
"Are." Remus said quietly.
"What?" Harry said confused.
"We are together Harry. We always will be." Remus said sadly.
"I miss him too Remus. He told me—he told me that he had to beg you to be with him, that it was worse than my parents."
"He said that?" Remus said biting the inside of his cheek, "What else did he say?"
"Nothing much really, he told me he would tell me the complete Marauders tale with you that summer, then…" Harry cut himself off.
Remus pinched the bridge of his nose, debating weather he should tell Harry or not.
"I knew I could come to you because… well because you knew my parents and Sirius. I mean you really knew them. And you won't try to make them out to be saints, you won't leave anything out."
Remus raised his head and looked at Harry's pleading eyes.
"I think we should start at the beginning of our 6th year, that way we might get done by tomorrow night." Remus said standing up and walking to his study.
Harry smiled and grabbed his cup and followed Remus.
"Oh, and Harry?" Remus said stopping at a shelf and grabbing two huge albums as Harry sat down on a couch.
"Yeah?" He asked as Remus dropped the two albums in between them and sat down.
"There will be embarrassing pictures, for you, me and Sirius." They both smiled as Remus started,
"Sometimes I think that James and Sirius planned the whole thing over that summer between 5th and 6th year…I knew something was up, you could always tell by the way those two walked that something was going to happen, when they walked into our compartment….."
I am writing chapter 2 tonight and hopefully it will be ready for tomorrow.