Wolfstar: Two Men And a Baby

Chapter 1: The End, and The Beginning

It had been a horrible, horrible day. The death toll had continued to rise and as an auror, Remus Lupin had to witness many massacres and there aftermaths first hand. He also felt ever alone.

Besides his former mentor, now his division superior, Vincent MacBones, Remus had no one at work he would call his friend. His old school friend Jame's and his wife and child were in hiding so Remus couldn't even receive owls from them. He still wasn't talking to his father so that was another connection lost. And finally his closest friend in the world, Sirius Black, the man he had admired since they had been sorted together, had not visited or written him in almost eight months.

It was quarter after midnight and yet Remus had only been home in his snug little apartment for less than an hour. Work had been long and painful and he was expected to be back at it in just under six hours so despite all the death and heart-wrenching things he had seen today he needed to sleep.

He had just heated up some milk to take to bed with him when his fireplace suddenly lit up with emerald flame. He whipped around, with his wand drawn, but there wasn't a person in the chimney, just a face, and a familiar one at that.

'Sirius, I, what,' he stuttered in his confusion, he than composed himself. 'Sirius now is not a good time.'

But something about Sirius' face told Remus he would not be sleeping for some time to come.

'They are dead,' he finally said. 'James and Lily are dead, Remus.'

Remus dropped his wand and rushed to the fireplace.

'What, what happened? Are you alright, is the child ok?'

'No, nothing is alright, I don't know what I'm going to do. I need to go, there is something I need to do, but I desperately need a favour from you right now Remus.'

'Anything.' And he meant it, despite getting the distinct feeling the last year that Sirius no longer trusted him, this was one of those moments that past drama did not matter, he was ready to do what needed to be done.

'Go to Godric's Hollow, near the graveyard you'll meet up with Hagrid from Hogwarts, I need you to-' his voice broke, 'I need you to pick up Harry, keep him safe. I need you to be there now.'

And with a near manic face Sirius disappeared from the fire light. Remus grabbed his wand and a coat and apparated to the village. It did not take him long to find the graveyard, it was not a big village, and standing outside the gate next to what appeared to be Sirius' motorcycle was the biggest man Remus knew.

The eleven and a half foot tall man looked very worried and impatient. When he saw Remus he raised his umbrella.

'Who does there?'

'Remus Lupin, Sirius just sent for me.'

'He told me ter wait fer his friend, I'm glad yer here cause I can't wait no longer.'

Hagrid started walking towards a side street of houses. And with his wand drawn, Remus followed.

'What happened, how were they killed?'

'Don't know the full story meself, Dumbledore jus' told me that You-Know-Who killed them and that I had ter safely deliver Harry to a location.'

Hearing it from a second person made it all but true, Remus though was still in denial, his friend of over a decade murdered. They came to a small two story cottage, it's curtains open and door blown off its hinges. The fantasy that James could still be alive were now broken, as lying on his back in a cramped hallway was his old dorm mate, hazel eyes still open.

Remus couldn't breath, the walls felt like they were getting closer and closer and that his body was trying to crawl out of his skin. The only thing that snapped him out of it was the sound of an infant crying upstairs. Remus forced himself to take deep breaths, and then carefully walked passed James' body. Somehow Hagrid managed to do the same.