Dearly Departed,

3.

Hermione gulped at the set of people she had been assigned to, great. Out of all the "once-dead" people, Draco had to pick the closest to Harry Potter to go first on her list.

" Note to self: curse Draco off the face of earth later."

Sighing to herself she turned to face the door that held the first to be interrogated, Remus Lupin. Hermione pulled out a vial along with a piece of parchment with questions and a quill to keep score. She held the door knob tightly, squeezing her eyes she pushed the door open widely.

In front of her eyes, sat Remus Lupin, unchanged from his previous state before the war. Remus looked up through his eyebrows, catching sight of her, his eyes looked around his surroundings wildly. Had he recognized her? Is he looking for a way out? Is he afraid that I might find out it's not really him? Clearing her throat, Hermione strode across the room to reach the table separating Herself and this self proclaimed "Remus Lupin".

"Good afternoon, Remus Lupin. I'm here to ask a few questions if you do not mind. I am not set up with any sort of corporation, or group that might harm you. I just need to know a few things, do you know me?" Hermione stated in her professional voice.

"I do know you, Hermione Granger."

Hermione nodded setting the veratiserum down, taking a seat in front of him before taking a good looking at him. He still looked fairly beaten, with his hair sticking up in all directions and his face covered in rips and tears.

"I need you to take this veratiserum. It's legally required, if you retaliate there will be a problem."

Remus accepted and reluctantly took the veratiserum, taking one last glance at her before his eyes glossed over and his facial expressions turned to a blank slate. His shoulders were no longer tense, slumping down to his natural posture.

"What is your full birth name?"

"Remus John Lupin."

Hermione took a sharp breathe, she held tightly onto the parchment before continuing, "What's your real name?"

"Remus John Lupin."

"Are you a creature?"

"Yes, a Wolf."

"Are you married?"

"Yes, to Nymphadora Tonks."

"What's the last thing you can recall?"

"Dueling with Antonin Dolohov in Hogwarts."

Hermione threw the parchment paper out onto the table and tugged tightly onto her hair. With her head bowed she was trying to comprehend the possibility that these people coming back from the dead, are actually who they say they are. Does this have something to do with a certain Potter? Of course, it always does.

"Two more question Mr. Remus Lupin, Do you know why you've come back? And are you involved with anything on the whereabouts of Harry Potter?"

"No, I don't know why I'm back. No, last time I saw Harry Potter was in the battle of Hogwarts."

Hermione cracked her eyes open and silently gave Lupin the anecdote. Once his eyes regained consciousness, Hermione calmly strode to the other side of the room and held Remus in her arms, gripping tightly, her eyes watering at the thought of Remus being back for some ominous reason. However, that was the least of their worries currently.

"Where's my son? My son, his name is Teddy Lupin he has bright blue hair, almost like an aquamarine blue. He has a pointed nose and big eyes that change colors a lot, he's still a baby, he's one! Where's my baby??", Lupin rambled Pulling Hermione away to face her.