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Hidden Truths
Chapter 1- Interruptions, Arrivals, and Realizations of a Delicate Nature
Remus Lupin was anxious. Not more than a half hour ago, Dumbledore had contacted him and told him to go to Godric's Hollow. He had agreed because he saw no reason not to. It wasn't until he had gotten there and had been wandering the grounds for five minutes that he had discovered why he was there. Indeed, Tonks had scared the living daylights out of him when she had apparated directly behind him.
"Merlin, Tonks, you scared me!" he chuckled, heart beating quickly from not only the scare. It was true, he and Tonks had been flirting on the edge of a physical relationship for years, only being put on hold when Harry had died several months ago. Slowly though, it was coming back.
"Sorry Remus," Tonks smiled warmly. "Didn't mean to. You excited for tonight? If Willow's right, we should have Harry and Sirius back soon"¦."
"What are you talking about?" Remus furrowed his brow in shocked confusion. "Dumbledore just told me to show up here. What's Willow trying?"
Tonks suddenly took on a less teasing attitude. She knew that this news would be beyond a shock for her friend that she so desperately wanted to be more. "She thinks they're still alive. She's doing a spell tonight. That's why we're here. If she's right, they should appear in the spot they fell into the Veil at. Kingsley and Arthur Weasley are in the Department of Mysteries right now waiting for Sirius."
Remus gave her an incredulous look. "Willow's doing the spell? In her condition? She's due any day now"¦." Indeed, he was truly shocked that she would try something like this now. But she HAD been particularly moody lately"¦.pregnancy had not set well on Willow in that regard. Remus couldn't count how many times in the last months that he had visited the Burrow and watched her verbally snap at people, angry one moment, in tears the next. Who knew what sort of bad decisions she was making at this point? Remus just hoped that this spell wasn't one of them.
Tonks nodded. "I stopped by the Burrow before I came here. Molly says she thinks it'll be sometime this week with the way Willow's been carrying the baby. But in regards to this spell"¦Willow doesn't care. You know how much she wants Harry back."
Remus nodded sadly. He had never seen someone grieve so completely as when he had attended Harry's funeral months ago. Willow had been a mess. She was weepy and emotional and to add insult to injury, her morning sickness had finally emerged that afternoon with a vengeance, sending her to the restroom at the funeral home to vomit once during the service, and twice more to the downstairs bathroom during the reception at the Burrow. Molly had finally taken pity on Harry's young widow and sent her to bed with a mug of ginger tea and a headache potion. Remus remembered how he had been the one to escort her upstairs, and then ended up staying with her as she sipped her tea quietly and listened as he told her tale after tale from Harry's younger years.
Silently, he motioned for Tonks to have a seat with him on the lush grass that covered the area where Godric's Hollow once stood. Tonks rolled her eyes in exasperation before transfiguring a blade of grass into a large and plush couch and sat, motioning for Remus to join her.
He did, sighing in delight as the soft piece of furniture cushioned his tired body. "Did Albus drag you out of bed too, or had you even tried to sleep?"
Tonks looked at him and glared in memory. "Yes. The old man dragged me out of bed too. Why Remus, why couldn't she do this at a decent hour, like 2 in the afternoon?"
Remus shrugged, leaning back on the couch and absentmindedly conjuring butterbeers for the two of them. "Don't know. Might have had to do it at midnight maybe." He checked his watch. It was now one in the morning. "Or she just might be crazy." He handed one of the butterbeers to Tonks.
Tonks took it gratefully and took a swig before responding to Remus' comment. "I'll take crazy. Must be the hormones."
"Just don't tell that to her," Remus laughed, remembering the time that one of the twins had made a comment to Willow's face about her shifting hormones and equally shifting moods. The boils hadn't gone down for a week.
Tonks rolled her eyes. "I swear, if that's what pregnancy does to a girl, I'm never having children. It's just a whole lot of unnecessary work and pain." She took another drink of her butterbeer. "If you want children, you should just baby-sit or visit. It's the best of both worlds. You get to play with the kids, and then when they're all wound up, you pass them back to their parents and go home to your quiet flat."
Remus cocked an eyebrow, amused at Tonks' attitude toward children. "I'll remind Willow not to let you baby-sit." He paused, thinking. Not settling down and having children was perhaps the one thing he regretted the most. Of course, with the restrictions of Werewolf activity from within the Ministry, this hadn't been an option for him as all werewolves were restricted from reproducing. Times had changed though. Severus Snape had spent the better part of the last 3 years working on a potion to cure lycanthropy and finally, last month, he had come up with a cure. Remus was now free of the curse that had plagued him his entire life but he feared that settling down was no longer an option. After all, he was 44 years old, relatively young for a wizard, but let's face it, he wasn't exactly the best at meeting people. No, Remus had come to terms with the fact that he would probably never have children, instead, choosing to stick close to the family he did have. Willow, Tonks, the Weasely's and of course, his friends at Hogwarts.
An awkward silence fell over the two of them, neither knowing what to say or really having any desire to continue the conversation. Indeed, there was still a fair amount of sexual tension between the two, and the awkward silences that frequently occurred after they had decided to put their quasi-relationship on the back burner didn't help the situation. They looked up, stared at each other for a brief 30 seconds, the time spent apart over the last months suddenly becoming unbearable and out of nowhere, Tonks threw herself at Remus, throwing him back onto the couch and straddling his waist.
Remus was shocked. This was neither the time nor the place. But Tonks had said they would have to wait for Harry's arrival, and he WAS bored. He groaned audibly as Tonks moved her lips down to his throat and kissed a sensitive spot. Perhaps this waiting wasn't so bad after all.
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Willow was tired. Indeed, the rest of her baby's delivery- Molly had informed her that she must have been in labour all day from the sounds of the pains she had been plagued with- had taken 5 hours more from the time that Draco and Ron had helped her into the house to the actual arrival of the child.
And what a child it was. It had been a boy, one that had apparently inherited his looks from Harry, as he already had a full head of black hair and emerald green eyes. Willow had named him James Alexander after Harry's father, and Xander Harris, her best friend. And now, as she held the baby close to her, watching as James ate his first meal at her breast, Willow couldn't help but think about Harry and if the spell had worked.
She was broken out of her thoughts however by the arrival of Draco and Ginny, come by to see the baby.
"Hey Willow," Ginny smiled widely as she took in the sight of the baby, still enjoying his meal. She motioned for Draco to move two chairs closer to the bed. "How're you feeling?"
"Sore," Willow smiled ruefully. "Did Molly tell you how big James turned out to be?"
"A little under 10 pounds wasn't he?" Draco said, leaning back in his chair.
Willow nodded. "Um-hm. He was quite a big baby." She frowned, suddenly remembering what she had been thinking about before they had entered the room. "Any news?"
Draco smirked. "No, not yet. But then, we've been rather busy." He paused for dramatic effect. "Hermione went into labour an hour ago."
Willow cocked an eyebrow incredulously toward Draco. "Seriously?"
Ginny grinned. "Yep. She and Ron are in their room right now with Mum."
A grin slowly crept onto Willow's face and she looked down at James, who had finished his dinner and was now fussing lightly. "Did you hear that James? You're going to have a cousin to play with soon." She looked back up at Ginny and Draco as she re-buttoned her nightshirt and moved James to her shoulder to burp him. "How long did Molly say it would be?"
Ginny shrugged. "She doesn't know. It's their first child so it could be awhile." Suddenly, their conversation was broken by the arrival of Remus Lupin and Tonks, who looked rather dishevelled, but elated with some news,evidevidenced by the huge smiles on their faces.
"Willow?" Tonks called as she came into the room, looking shocked as she saw the bundle in the younger woman's arms. "Are you"¦oh Merlin"¦you had the baby?"
Willow quirked a smile in her direction, moving the now burped and asleep James down to her arms again. "Yeah, about a half hour ago. Isn't that why you're here?"
Remus enthusiastically shook his head no. "They're back. Both of them."
Ginny and Draco's eyes widened. She had done it. Both Harry and Sirius were back.
Willow ignored the stunned silence that fell over her two friends. "Where are they?"
"At St. Mungos getting a thorough check-up. We're not sure what they might have been exposed to in the Veil and they were both unconscious when they were found," Remus said quietly, watching as Willow put the baby in the bassinette next to the bed and swung her legs over the side of her mattress, moving to stand up.
"Whoa," Draco stood and pushed Willow back down. "And just where do you think you're going?"
"To see Harry," she winced in pain as her uterus rhythmically clenched in retaliation for her abrupt movements.
"I DO not think so," Draco continued adamantly. Indeed, since he had met Willow, their relationship had emerged as an almost sibling-like one. It stood to reason, after all, as they were both only children and they had a lot in common. Now though, he had to use his capacity as her quasi-brother to convince Willow to lay back down and get some rest before she caused herself to haemorrhage or get an infection, as had been to known to happen when women overexerted themselves too soon after giving birth. "Harry can wait. Besides, he's probably still being checked over, not to mention the fact that if I know Potter, he probably hasn't even woken up yet."
"I don't care, I need to see him," Willow ignored the pain that standing right now caused and tried again, her legs betraying her and turning into jelly when she finally was upright, sending her back to the bed.
"Willow, you just had a baby what? Half an hour ago? You're in no condition to move, let alone travel. Give it some time," Draco said soothingly, helping her to lie back down.
"But"¦" she protested tiredly.
"No buts," Draco interjected. "You know he's alive. That's enough for now," he paused, remembering that neither Remus nor Tonks were aware of the gender of the baby, let alone gotten a chance to look at him. "Now why don't you show Remus and Tonks the baby and then try to get some rest while the rest of us wait for the arrival of the newest Weasely?"
Tonks hooted with laughter. "Let me guess, Hermione's in labour too?"
Ginny smirked widely. "Yep. She started about an hour ago. If she plays her cards right, her baby and James will be born on the same day."
"James?" Remus brought the group back to the event that had occurred only a half hour ago. "You had a boy?"
Willow nodded, leaning over and picking up the baby. "I named him after Harry's father and one of my best friends from Sunnydale. You want to hold him?"
Remus smiled, his eyes misting slightly. "Of course," he said, and gingerly took the bundle that Willow offered him. James settled in his arms warmly, bringing Remus back to a day 24 years ago when he had held another black haired and emerald eyed bundle; Harry. Silently, he thanked the powers that be for seeing fit to send that child- and the godfather that he had lost- back to earth.
"Remus?" Tonks questioned quietly, noticing how emotional the former werewolf was getting. "You okay?"
"Hm-mm," he murmured. "Just noticing how much this little guy looks like his father. It seems like only yesterday I was going to see Harry after Lily and James had him." He looked up, noticing that Willow was quietly going to sleep in front of them. "Well," he handed the baby to Tonks for a moment, and moving to tuck Willow in. "Get some sleep Willow. You deserve it." Tonks stood at Remus' gesture to put James back into the bassinette, and followed him to the hallway, watching as Ginny and Draco did the same.
And from her bed, Willow fell into an exhausted slumber, physically and emotionally content for the first time in months.
Remus Lupin was anxious. Not more than a half hour ago, Dumbledore had contacted him and told him to go to Godric's Hollow. He had agreed because he saw no reason not to. It wasn't until he had gotten there and had been wandering the grounds for five minutes that he had discovered why he was there. Indeed, Tonks had scared the living daylights out of him when she had apparated directly behind him.
"Merlin, Tonks, you scared me!" he chuckled, heart beating quickly from not only the scare. It was true, he and Tonks had been flirting on the edge of a physical relationship for years, only being put on hold when Harry had died several months ago. Slowly though, it was coming back.
"Sorry Remus," Tonks smiled warmly. "Didn't mean to. You excited for tonight? If Willow's right, we should have Harry and Sirius back soon"¦."
"What are you talking about?" Remus furrowed his brow in shocked confusion. "Dumbledore just told me to show up here. What's Willow trying?"
Tonks suddenly took on a less teasing attitude. She knew that this news would be beyond a shock for her friend that she so desperately wanted to be more. "She thinks they're still alive. She's doing a spell tonight. That's why we're here. If she's right, they should appear in the spot they fell into the Veil at. Kingsley and Arthur Weasley are in the Department of Mysteries right now waiting for Sirius."
Remus gave her an incredulous look. "Willow's doing the spell? In her condition? She's due any day now"¦." Indeed, he was truly shocked that she would try something like this now. But she HAD been particularly moody lately"¦.pregnancy had not set well on Willow in that regard. Remus couldn't count how many times in the last months that he had visited the Burrow and watched her verbally snap at people, angry one moment, in tears the next. Who knew what sort of bad decisions she was making at this point? Remus just hoped that this spell wasn't one of them.
Tonks nodded. "I stopped by the Burrow before I came here. Molly says she thinks it'll be sometime this week with the way Willow's been carrying the baby. But in regards to this spell"¦Willow doesn't care. You know how much she wants Harry back."
Remus nodded sadly. He had never seen someone grieve so completely as when he had attended Harry's funeral months ago. Willow had been a mess. She was weepy and emotional and to add insult to injury, her morning sickness had finally emerged that afternoon with a vengeance, sending her to the restroom at the funeral home to vomit once during the service, and twice more to the downstairs bathroom during the reception at the Burrow. Molly had finally taken pity on Harry's young widow and sent her to bed with a mug of ginger tea and a headache potion. Remus remembered how he had been the one to escort her upstairs, and then ended up staying with her as she sipped her tea quietly and listened as he told her tale after tale from Harry's younger years.
Silently, he motioned for Tonks to have a seat with him on the lush grass that covered the area where Godric's Hollow once stood. Tonks rolled her eyes in exasperation before transfiguring a blade of grass into a large and plush couch and sat, motioning for Remus to join her.
He did, sighing in delight as the soft piece of furniture cushioned his tired body. "Did Albus drag you out of bed too, or had you even tried to sleep?"
Tonks looked at him and glared in memory. "Yes. The old man dragged me out of bed too. Why Remus, why couldn't she do this at a decent hour, like 2 in the afternoon?"
Remus shrugged, leaning back on the couch and absentmindedly conjuring butterbeers for the two of them. "Don't know. Might have had to do it at midnight maybe." He checked his watch. It was now one in the morning. "Or she just might be crazy." He handed one of the butterbeers to Tonks.
Tonks took it gratefully and took a swig before responding to Remus' comment. "I'll take crazy. Must be the hormones."
"Just don't tell that to her," Remus laughed, remembering the time that one of the twins had made a comment to Willow's face about her shifting hormones and equally shifting moods. The boils hadn't gone down for a week.
Tonks rolled her eyes. "I swear, if that's what pregnancy does to a girl, I'm never having children. It's just a whole lot of unnecessary work and pain." She took another drink of her butterbeer. "If you want children, you should just baby-sit or visit. It's the best of both worlds. You get to play with the kids, and then when they're all wound up, you pass them back to their parents and go home to your quiet flat."
Remus cocked an eyebrow, amused at Tonks' attitude toward children. "I'll remind Willow not to let you baby-sit." He paused, thinking. Not settling down and having children was perhaps the one thing he regretted the most. Of course, with the restrictions of Werewolf activity from within the Ministry, this hadn't been an option for him as all werewolves were restricted from reproducing. Times had changed though. Severus Snape had spent the better part of the last 3 years working on a potion to cure lycanthropy and finally, last month, he had come up with a cure. Remus was now free of the curse that had plagued him his entire life but he feared that settling down was no longer an option. After all, he was 44 years old, relatively young for a wizard, but let's face it, he wasn't exactly the best at meeting people. No, Remus had come to terms with the fact that he would probably never have children, instead, choosing to stick close to the family he did have. Willow, Tonks, the Weasely's and of course, his friends at Hogwarts.
An awkward silence fell over the two of them, neither knowing what to say or really having any desire to continue the conversation. Indeed, there was still a fair amount of sexual tension between the two, and the awkward silences that frequently occurred after they had decided to put their quasi-relationship on the back burner didn't help the situation. They looked up, stared at each other for a brief 30 seconds, the time spent apart over the last months suddenly becoming unbearable and out of nowhere, Tonks threw herself at Remus, throwing him back onto the couch and straddling his waist.
Remus was shocked. This was neither the time nor the place. But Tonks had said they would have to wait for Harry's arrival, and he WAS bored. He groaned audibly as Tonks moved her lips down to his throat and kissed a sensitive spot. Perhaps this waiting wasn't so bad after all.
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Willow was tired. Indeed, the rest of her baby's delivery- Molly had informed her that she must have been in labour all day from the sounds of the pains she had been plagued with- had taken 5 hours more from the time that Draco and Ron had helped her into the house to the actual arrival of the child.
And what a child it was. It had been a boy, one that had apparently inherited his looks from Harry, as he already had a full head of black hair and emerald green eyes. Willow had named him James Alexander after Harry's father, and Xander Harris, her best friend. And now, as she held the baby close to her, watching as James ate his first meal at her breast, Willow couldn't help but think about Harry and if the spell had worked.
She was broken out of her thoughts however by the arrival of Draco and Ginny, come by to see the baby.
"Hey Willow," Ginny smiled widely as she took in the sight of the baby, still enjoying his meal. She motioned for Draco to move two chairs closer to the bed. "How're you feeling?"
"Sore," Willow smiled ruefully. "Did Molly tell you how big James turned out to be?"
"A little under 10 pounds wasn't he?" Draco said, leaning back in his chair.
Willow nodded. "Um-hm. He was quite a big baby." She frowned, suddenly remembering what she had been thinking about before they had entered the room. "Any news?"
Draco smirked. "No, not yet. But then, we've been rather busy." He paused for dramatic effect. "Hermione went into labour an hour ago."
Willow cocked an eyebrow incredulously toward Draco. "Seriously?"
Ginny grinned. "Yep. She and Ron are in their room right now with Mum."
A grin slowly crept onto Willow's face and she looked down at James, who had finished his dinner and was now fussing lightly. "Did you hear that James? You're going to have a cousin to play with soon." She looked back up at Ginny and Draco as she re-buttoned her nightshirt and moved James to her shoulder to burp him. "How long did Molly say it would be?"
Ginny shrugged. "She doesn't know. It's their first child so it could be awhile." Suddenly, their conversation was broken by the arrival of Remus Lupin and Tonks, who looked rather dishevelled, but elated with some news,evidevidenced by the huge smiles on their faces.
"Willow?" Tonks called as she came into the room, looking shocked as she saw the bundle in the younger woman's arms. "Are you"¦oh Merlin"¦you had the baby?"
Willow quirked a smile in her direction, moving the now burped and asleep James down to her arms again. "Yeah, about a half hour ago. Isn't that why you're here?"
Remus enthusiastically shook his head no. "They're back. Both of them."
Ginny and Draco's eyes widened. She had done it. Both Harry and Sirius were back.
Willow ignored the stunned silence that fell over her two friends. "Where are they?"
"At St. Mungos getting a thorough check-up. We're not sure what they might have been exposed to in the Veil and they were both unconscious when they were found," Remus said quietly, watching as Willow put the baby in the bassinette next to the bed and swung her legs over the side of her mattress, moving to stand up.
"Whoa," Draco stood and pushed Willow back down. "And just where do you think you're going?"
"To see Harry," she winced in pain as her uterus rhythmically clenched in retaliation for her abrupt movements.
"I DO not think so," Draco continued adamantly. Indeed, since he had met Willow, their relationship had emerged as an almost sibling-like one. It stood to reason, after all, as they were both only children and they had a lot in common. Now though, he had to use his capacity as her quasi-brother to convince Willow to lay back down and get some rest before she caused herself to haemorrhage or get an infection, as had been to known to happen when women overexerted themselves too soon after giving birth. "Harry can wait. Besides, he's probably still being checked over, not to mention the fact that if I know Potter, he probably hasn't even woken up yet."
"I don't care, I need to see him," Willow ignored the pain that standing right now caused and tried again, her legs betraying her and turning into jelly when she finally was upright, sending her back to the bed.
"Willow, you just had a baby what? Half an hour ago? You're in no condition to move, let alone travel. Give it some time," Draco said soothingly, helping her to lie back down.
"But"¦" she protested tiredly.
"No buts," Draco interjected. "You know he's alive. That's enough for now," he paused, remembering that neither Remus nor Tonks were aware of the gender of the baby, let alone gotten a chance to look at him. "Now why don't you show Remus and Tonks the baby and then try to get some rest while the rest of us wait for the arrival of the newest Weasely?"
Tonks hooted with laughter. "Let me guess, Hermione's in labour too?"
Ginny smirked widely. "Yep. She started about an hour ago. If she plays her cards right, her baby and James will be born on the same day."
"James?" Remus brought the group back to the event that had occurred only a half hour ago. "You had a boy?"
Willow nodded, leaning over and picking up the baby. "I named him after Harry's father and one of my best friends from Sunnydale. You want to hold him?"
Remus smiled, his eyes misting slightly. "Of course," he said, and gingerly took the bundle that Willow offered him. James settled in his arms warmly, bringing Remus back to a day 24 years ago when he had held another black haired and emerald eyed bundle; Harry. Silently, he thanked the powers that be for seeing fit to send that child- and the godfather that he had lost- back to earth.
"Remus?" Tonks questioned quietly, noticing how emotional the former werewolf was getting. "You okay?"
"Hm-mm," he murmured. "Just noticing how much this little guy looks like his father. It seems like only yesterday I was going to see Harry after Lily and James had him." He looked up, noticing that Willow was quietly going to sleep in front of them. "Well," he handed the baby to Tonks for a moment, and moving to tuck Willow in. "Get some sleep Willow. You deserve it." Tonks stood at Remus' gesture to put James back into the bassinette, and followed him to the hallway, watching as Ginny and Draco did the same.
And from her bed, Willow fell into an exhausted slumber, physically and emotionally content for the first time in months.