With three days before the Potters return from a holiday in France, Sirius makes the reckless decision to move out of Grimmauld Place, learning more about himself in an hour than he has learned in the last sixteen years.

Weeks before he goes to Hogwarts, James is disconcerted that his father has not given him the map. After all, what's the point of being Harry Potter's son if you don't get any of the cool stuff because he's handed it all to his godson?

AU Requiem fic-verse. The moment when one's deepest and most embarrassing life ambitions are revealed is always difficult, never more so than when one's father is one's Careers Adviser.

"They were 'conversing' with strange men - all of whom possessed peculiar names - who appeared to be incredible cartographers, but they could not read it and therefore did not know just what they had plotted." Fred and George find the Map.

AU Requiem fic-verse. Coconuts, apples, the stock-market, a sick child, and another with a phobia. Throw in a small dog whose idea of fun is sleeping on his face. This could be the worst night of Remus Lupin's life.

AU. Faced with being the most conspicuous student at Hogwarts, Teddy begins to feel the pressure. Luckily, he's more of a Black than he thinks. Two-shot.

AU. Sequel to Requiem. "What happened to you last night?" Lupin smirked. "Darling, you wouldn't believe me if I told you."

Companion to The Gospel According to Lupin but AU. Teddy finds his letters in the attic at 17 bringing a whole new meaning to the word awkward as his father panics, his sister enters a crisis and he fights for his answers.

AU. "They don't stop crying. They won't sleep. They won't eat. They don't let you have a moment's peace, but you get to play Chess with someone you can actually beat." Lupin tries to sell the idea of being a father to a panicked Harry.

Gods, of sex or otherwise, did not posses goofy grins. Neither were they so clumsy that it had gotten beyond a joke. And nor, for that matter, did they have turquoise hair that…rather suited him actually, and silver eyes that made hearts stop.

Finally, his hand came to rest once more on her bump, massaging until he felt it kick back. "I've got a name," he murmured. "Let's call him Ted."

AU Requiem Fic-verse. "I'll be the first to admit that I'm a walking encyclopaedia, Ted, but not even I know everything. Is there any way you can perhaps give me a specialised subject?" "You." Teddy has some questions for his father.

AU. Re-post. "Basically, we can show you a world in which you live. It's not about you, Remus. It's crucial to remember that. It's about a world that still has you."

He bites his lip. He's been told about wandering into the forest just outside their little garden, warned even.

"Yet sometimes he thought or maybe hoped that strangers in the street seemed to know him. Very strange strangers they were, too."

There is no good and evil. There is only power and those too weak to see it. The night of Anna's death, Peter reflects on weakness and sacrifice. Sort of sequel to Sugar and Spice.

""What if people see her in me? What if they know who I am before I can even introduce myself? What if they judge before they even speak to me?"

He wished desperately that he could laugh like that again. He wished he could laugh like Peter; about nothing much at all other than the fact that he was happy and mildly drunk and surrounded by people who loved him.

Statistically, we’re better off than most fathers and sons because it’s been proven that the human brain absorbs more from what its owner reads than what its owner hears." Teddy recieves a series of letters from his deceased father.

The next two years of Remus Lupin's life will be an endurance test. Between his bachelor best friend, a murderous house elf, and a sexy young auror who appears to have a crush on him, it should at least be interesting...