Swiped flowers lead to a conversation that was long overdue between two grieving Order of the Phoenix members.

And maybe satisfaction burning within them a sick sort of triumph in knowing that soon, the petty injuries would be nothing compared to what the full moon would bring.

A dark house for a Dark creature, Remus Lupin supposes.

It's 1973 and two Gryffindor boys discover a strange mirror.

Remus Lupin is a a ten year old. His hair's a bit scruffy and sometimes his eyes are ringed with gray. There's a bit more, but he's perfectly normal. Right?

Remus Lupin is nine years old. His family doesn't have much money, but the crowd of relatives that visit on Christmas morning always makes up for it. A gift from his grandmother changes everything..

The obvious nightmares going on in a neighboring four-poster sends twelve-year-old Sirius Black on a daring rescue. Or so he thinks. A Kodak moment ensues.

Lily and James Potter are dead, their infant son handed over to Muggles. Peter Pettigrew is dead. Thirteen innocent Muggles are gone, as well. Remus Lupin is not, and a mental breakdown ensues in the solitary privacy of the Shrieking Shack.

A morning in the life of an overburdened six-year-old proves that even the most devoted parents are powerless at times.

He is not dead, Remus thinks.