A/N: *smile sheepishly* Hehehe. Yo. I know you guys probably mad with me when I deleted this story and I'm feel so terrible after I did that. I'm so so sorry about that, really. But, hey! Here I am with this story again! Yep. I made changes for this story, but not much. So… enjoy this revise version of 'The Last Horcrux' *I know. Crappy title, but I can't find anything else*.

WARNING: this story will contain SLASH! So, for you who don't like slash, hit the back button, NOW!! ... ... good.

there are also some sexual tension going around Voldemort and Remus. So, you, who offended to read Remus with pervert!Voldemort, please hit the back button too, thank you.

Plus, this story is un-beta-ed, so please forgive for some grammar error or spelling error. So... anyone who want to be my beta, please tell me!

DISCLAIMER: none of mine. Characters and settings belong to JK Rowling. Except the plot I own it! Muahahahahaha! *ehm*

CHAPTER ONE

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Lupin's face drained of color. The temperature in the kitchen might have dropped ten degrees. Ron stared around the room as though he had been bidden to memorize it, while Hermione's eyes swiveled backwards and forwards from Harry to Lupin.

"You don't understand," said Lupin at last.

"Explain, then," said Harry.

Lupin swallowed.

"I – I made a grave mistake in marrying Tonks. I did it against my better judgment and I have regretted it very much ever since."

"I see," said Harry, "so you're just going to dump her and the kid and run off with us?"

Lupin sprang to his feet: his chair toppled over backwards, and he glared at them so fiercely that Harry saw, for the first time ever, the shadow of the wolf upon his human face.

"Don't you understand what I've done to my wife and my unborn child? I should never have married her, I've made her an outcast!"

Lupin kicked aside the chair he had overturned.

"You have only ever seen me amongst the Order, or under Dumbledore's protection at Hogwarts! You don't know how most of the wizarding world sees creatures like me! When they know of my affliction, they can barely talk to me! Don't you see what I've done? Even her own family is disgusted by our marriage, what parents want their only daughter to marry a werewolf? And the child – the child – "

Lupin actually seized handfuls of his won hair; he looked quite deranged.

"My kind don't' usually breed! It will be like me, I'm convinced of it – how can I forgive myself, when I knowingly risked passing on my won condition to an innocent child? And if, by some miracle, it is not like me, then it will be better off, a hundred times so, without a father of whom it must always be ashamed!"

"Remus!" whispered Hermione, tears in her eyes. "Don't say that – how could any child be ashamed of you?"

"Oh, I don't know, Hermione," said Harry, "I'd be pretty ashamed of him."

Harry did not know where his rage was coming from, but it had propelled him to his feet too. Lupin looked as though Harry had hit him.

"If the new regime thinks Muggle-borns are bad," Harry said, "what will they do to a half-werewolf whose father's in the Order? My father died trying to protect my mother and me, and you reckon he'd tell you to abandon your kid to go on an adventure with us?"

"How – how dare you?" said Lupin. "This is not about the desire for – for danger or personal glory – how dare you suggest such a –"

"I think you're feeling a bit of a daredevil," Harry said. "You fancy stepping into Sirius's shoes –"

"Harry no!" Hermione begged him, but he continued to glare into Lupin's livid face.

"I'd never have believed this," Harry said. "The man who taught me to fight Dementors – a coward."

Lupin drew his wand so fast that Harry had barely reached for his own; there was a loud of bang and he felt himself flying backwards as if punched; as he slammed into the kitchen wall and slid to the floor, he glimpsed the tail of Lupin's cloak disappearing round the door.

-Taken from 'Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows', page 175-176, Bloomsbury edition-

Remus slammed the door of Grimmauld Place in anger. Harry's words kept swimming inside his head, taking note of every word and tone Harry had used to him at the kitchen. He knew that he shouldn't hexing Harry for what the boy just said, but Harry's words felt so true. He knew what Harry said was right, that he was a coward for leaving Tonks and the baby just because he was afraid that the baby would be like him, and that he will make his family become an outcast.

He placed his wand back to his belt and walked away from the doorsteps of Grimmauld Place. Remus cocked his head toward the door, feeling sorry for what he had done to both Harry and Tonks, and the unborn child. He sighed, trying to diminish his anger and started to walk to the nearest park to Apparate. His mind still swum to what happen between him and Harry, he didn't even see a hooded figure approached him and he stumbled over the stranger.

"I'm so sorry, Sir…" Remus said, apologetically. He stood up first and helped the stranger to his feet. When Remus heaved the hooded figure, he felt like he smelled something familiar. Something that made him shuddered in fear.

"I'm okay." said the stranger with a harsh voice that sounded so familiar in Remus's ears. While the stranger cleaned out the dust on his ripped-jeans and dark blue jacket, Remus tried to see the man's face. But he couldn't. The hood of the jacket covered it perfectly. Suddenly, fear consumed him. He felt like something bad would happen if he stayed there a minute longer. Believing in his instinct, Remus started to walk away, but something held his wrist tightly. Remus turned over and surprised to see the stranger holding his wrist.

"Sir, could you please let me go?" Remus asked politely to the stranger. He tried to pull out his hand from the stranger's grip, but it was useless. The harder Remus tried to break free from the stranger's grip, the tighter he held Remus's wrist. "I know it was my fault, but can you just forgive me about it?" Remus yelled - half annoyed with the stranger's behavior. But, the stranger didn't release it. "Hey, I already said I'm sorry! What is your problem?!"

The stranger smirked when he heard Remus outburst.

"You don't recognize me, pup?" The stranger asked. His free hand reached up to let down the hood, revealing a smirking face with scars crisscrossing the aging face. The face of person Remus had been ran away this past year. The face of the werewolf leader. Remus's eyes widen in shock and fear.

"Missed me, pup?" Fenrir Greyback said, smirking.

"It couldn't be…? How…?" Remus stuttered.

"We followed you." There came another familiar voice. This one, Remus considered, belong to Lucius Malfoy. Lucius Malfoy appeared from the nearest corner; clad in black cloak that Remus recognized as the Death Eater's cloak. "We've been following you since you left your house, Lupin." Lucius said, approaching Remus whom started to struggle against Greyback's grip.

"What do you want from me?" Remus asked in exasperation.

"We don't want anything from you." answered Lucius. "It is our Master who want something from you, Lupin."

'Voldemort? What does the Dark Lord want from a werewolf like Remus? If he tried to make Remus as his followers, he had try that once and failed dismally.' Remus thought. 'I have to get away from here…' Remus's free hand started to creep along his belt. He could feel his wand from the tip of his finger and ready to pull it out.

"I won't do that if I were you, Lupin." Lucius said, coldly. His own wand was pointing directly to Remus's face, right between his eyes. "Now, be a good boy and we won't hurt you." Lucius smirked. He walked around Remus with his wand still pointing at Remus.

"If you think that I will allow you to bring me to Voldemort, then you are wrong!" Again, Remus tried to pull out his hand from Greyback. He even ignored Lucius's wand threat by snatching for his own. He was aiming for Lucius's shocked figure.

"You make me to do this, pup." Remus heard Greyback muttered. Less then a second later, Greyback launched a punch right to Remus's face. Remus felt dizziness and could taste blood in his mouth, and then everything went dark.

Remus Lupin opened his eyes slowly. He groaned when he felt pain around his jaw. It felt like someone had ripped it away from his mouth. His head was still spinning in pain. He could feel his blood trickling down from the corner of his lips to his jaw line. Remus tried to wipe clean the blood with his backhand, but realized that he couldn't move it. He couldn't move his right or his left hand.

He blinked rapidly to clear his vision. The dim-lighted room made it worse for him to see clearer. After he had control over his brain and mind, he looked down to where he sat, and then he groaned again.

Remus Lupin was sitting on an armchair. His wrists were bound tightly behind his back. His ankles was tied together securely, and the bond was tied again to the chair legs to make sure that he couldn't lift up or drag his feet.

"Great…" Remus muttered under his breath, cursing his clumsiness for being caught like that. He also cursed his encounter with Harry at Grimmauld Place. That foolish argument made his anger took control over his body, making Remus Lupin - the man who could control his mind in any kind of situation – caught. That was fatal, especially for someone like Remus who joined the Order. He knew that some Death Eaters had been tailing him before he reached Grimmauld Place. He never imagined that he was fool enough to be caught.

"Wake up already, wolf?"

Remus jerked his head to the source of sound, right behind his chair. He knew that voice. He had been dealing with the owner since last year when he was working underground, living with the werewolf for the Order of the Phoenix. The one who had tried to turn him to the Dark side.

"What do you want now, Voldemort?" Remus asked. His voice was shaking a bit, though he tried to preserve it. "If you're trying to recruit me to your side, then I'll say you better kill me now because I wouldn't join you." Remus added.

"No. I have no longer the passion to recruit you." answered the Dark Lord. He approached Remus with Nagini tailing behind him, hissing dangerously. Voldemort rested his arm on the Remus's right shoulder. His right hand sneaked to Remus's jaw line and forced him to look straight at the Dark Lord's eyes. Voldemort smiled. "Though, it still tempts me every time I see you."

Remus pulled out from Voldemort's hand, looking at the floor under his chair. He could see Nagini crawling around his chair and curled right beside his tied feet.

"I have a request for you." Voldemort said, now sitting on a chair opposite to Remus. He smiled evilly. "I'm so sure that you'll approve to my request, Mr. Lupin."

"I decline." Remus said.

Voldemort gave Remus a raspy laughter. "I haven't told you about my request, Lupin."

"I know. I decline to any of your request. Just kill me now." Remus replied. His face showed no expression. He was ready to die.

"Now, now." Voldemort flicked his wand and a coffee table with wine and two glasses of wine appeared. He took one of the glasses and filled it with the wine. He swirled his glass in his hand with his eyes glued on Remus, making the lycanthropy felt uncomfortable. The Dark Lord sipped his wine and said, "I have a request and it is only you who could approve it."

Remus opened his mouth to give Voldemort the same retort, but he cut him.

"It's about my Horcruxes." Voldemort said.

Remus frowned. What the hell is Horcruxes?

"You don't know about Horcrux?" Voldemort asked, earning a head shook from Remus. Voldemort snorted. "I thought that Potter boy had told you. Well…" Voldemort spoke in Parseltongue, telling Nagini to come closer. The snake obediently crawled to its master and curled up on Voldemort's lap.

"Horcrux is a thing that I could use as the 'container' to part of my soul." Voldemort explained to Remus. "It could be anything, but most of my Horcruxes coming from the ancient era and have a very strong magical aura in it. It keeps me alive even though you killed me repeatedly." Voldemort eyes gleamed in anger and revenge. "Unfortunately, Harry Potter knew about my Horcruxes and with his friends's assistance, he went to destroy the remaining Horcruxes." He sipped his wine once more and continued. "He and Dumbledore had destroyed two of my Horcruxes." The Dark Lord, consumed by his anger, threw his wine glass to the wall, crashing it into pieces.

"Why are you telling me this?" Remus asked.

Voldemort's eyes darted back to Remus from the wall. "I need Horcrux."

Remus gave Voldemort a dry laugh. "I don't have anything historical or magical at my house. You could check it if you want. You'll find nothing." Remus took a deep breath and said, "Now, I think this chat is over. Will you finish my life?"

Voldemort shook his head. "It doesn't have to be a dead thing. It could be a living thing too." Voldemort looked at Remus's eyes meaningfully with a smirk played on his lips.

"What? You want me to be your Horcrux?! I better be dying than to be your Horcrux!!" spat Remus. His hands straightened from his bonds, trying to release himself from the chair.

Voldemort waved his hand easily as he poured another wine. "No. You're too old to be my Horcrux. I need something fresh. A fresh meat." He grinned evilly toward Remus. "How is your wife, Lupin?"

Remus's eyes widen as the mention of Tonks. "Leave my wife alone." Remus hissed dangerously between his greeted teeth and his eyes flashed with dangerous spark. He straightened his wrists and feet from its bonds. "I promise I'll kill you if you touch her!"

Voldemort snorted in amusement. "No. I don't want your wife too. I want what she's been carrying on this past few months."

"No!!" Remus screamed as he realized what Voldemort mean. It was the baby. "Not my baby! Please, not my baby, please…"

"I want it, Lupin. Your baby is the combination of two greatest wizarding families. It will have Blacks and Lupins blood in it and the baby will posses a great power than you can ever imagine!"

Remus shook his head, trying not to hear what Voldemort said.

"I want it as my newest Horcrux."

"NO!!" Remus yelled. His body was shaking from anger. "Don't you dare touch my family with those filthy hands of yours! Touch them and I'll promise I'll kill you! I'll tear you into pieces!!"

"Hmh… You never showed me your anger before. See…" Voldemort rose from his sit, making Nagini who curled up on his lap fell to the floor with soft thump. Voldemort walked closer to Remus. The Dark Lord bent down until his eyes met Remus's in a same level. "This is the deal. You keep refusing to give your baby to me and I'll kill you and your family, or just give me the damn baby and I'll let your family live."

"No, don't kill them…" Remus begged, half whispering.

"I will if you keep refusing. I'll kill them just like I killed your whole family, Lupin."

Remus gulped. He remembered it too well when Voldemort killed his family and burnt down their house. He remembered James and Sirius held him not to go to the fire to rescue his parents and his cousins. He remembered when he cried his heart out on Lily's shoulder. He remembered the pain of his first transformation after the assassination of Lupin family. He remembered those too well.

"Just kill me now…" He whispered slowly.

"I want your baby, Lupin." Voldemort hissed dangerously. "You can keep that little mutt. I just want to put some part of my soul into it. Nothing more, nothing less."

"Take me instead."

Voldemort blinked. He scoffed. "You? I told you before that you are too old to be my Horcrux. My Horcrux should be younger than three years to complete the transforming ritual." Voldemort stood up and turned around, his back on Remus.

"Then I'll do anything you want me to do!" Remus snapped desperately. "Anything…"

Voldemort head tilted. He smirked. "Anything, you said?"

"Yes. Anything, but please, leave my family alone." begged Remus.

Voldemort turned his body, facing Remus. He was tapping his chin with his finger-point, smirking. He came closer to Remus, bending down to him. His hands slowly reached up Remus's golden brown hair. The Dark Lord then yanked Remus's head, earning a gasp from the werewolf.

"That was quite…" Voldemort bent down deeper to Remus and licked up Remus's neck. Without loosened his grip on Remus's hair, he moved his head up to Remus left ear. "… tempting offer…" The Dark Lord licked the shell of Remus's ear and nipped the earlobe. Voldemort smirked, standing straight with his hand still gripping on Remus hair. His other hand sneaked up to Remus chin and kept it steady. "… Mr. Lupin." He said whilst bending over Remus. Knowing what will happen; Remus pursed his lips and shut his eyes. He didn't dare to see what would happen next. A second later, Remus felt the Dark Lord's tongue roaming on his lips, licking every part, corner, and curve of Remus's lips. Voldemort licked the blood and sucked it away from Remus's lips.

Finally, the Dark Lord released Remus's hair. He looked down at Remus and smirked lustfully. He turned around and said, "I still want your baby, though."

"I'll do anything! Anything you want!" Remus said. "You want me to leave the Order and the Light side, I'll do it! You want me to be your Death Eater, I'll do it! You want me to betray my friends, I'll do it! You want me to…"

"Be my whore?" Voldemort said, looking at Remus from his back. The same lustful smirk played on his snake-like face.

Remus swallowed hard. He looked down to the floor, trying not to see the dangerous gleam in Voldemort's eyes. Slowly, with a soft whisper, Remus said, "… I'll do it." His eyes still darted away from Voldemort in embarrassment and defeated. "I'll do anything you want, but please, don't hurt my family…"

"I still want your baby."

"I…!" Remus lifted up his head, looking at Voldemort and trying to debate with him, but the Dark Lord raised his hand and the werewolf dropped silence.

The Dark Lord tapped his fingers on the coffee table next to him. "It seems that you will not change your mind, are you, Lupin?" Lord Voldemort walked to the nearest bookcase and picked a large book, covered with dark leather cover. It was dusty and old. Some of the pages were thorn apart from the book and the rest was looking fragile.

"I've learn a lot about dark magic in this book." Voldemort told Lupin. He ran his slender fingers along the cover and opened it. "Some spells, charms, and potions which write in this book still remain a mystery to the magic world. Some is very dark and dangerous and some is quite helpful." He turned the ancient pages, stopped at a spell, and smiled. "Ah. This could help you, Mr. Lupin."

Voldemort turned his back. With that book in his right hand, he looked at the werewolf. "I knew that you are worry about the baby. You are worry and afraid that the infant will be a werewolf like you." He walked, approaching Remus who remained mute.

"I can help you about that." The Dark Lord said. "I can make your baby immune to the werewolf blood."

Remus's eyes widen when he heard what Voldemort just said. "You… you can do that?" He stuttered, looking at Voldemort in disbelieved. "How…?"

"I told you this book can help you solve your problem." Voldemort wiggled the book with pride. He putted the book beside his wine glass on the coffee table and sat himself on the same chair opposite Remus. "Here's the deal. I'll cast this charm over your unborn baby and it will make it immune to the werewolf's blood. As for my reward, I want it to be my Horcrux."

Remus bit his lower lips. Voldemort's offer was so tempting to him. He was so afraid about his baby condition and stuff.

"I must tell you that you didn't loose anything, Lupin. Beside, you're the one who will gain benefit here. You can have your baby. A healthy and normal baby, not a werewolf cub."

"I… can't." Remus spoke. "I can't do that."

"You can't? You rejected my offer?" Voldemort hissed dangerously at Remus. He shrugged and said, "Well, guess I'll tell my Death Eaters to kill your family." He stood up and walked to the large wooden door. He turned his head toward Remus. "I'm going to take your wife here and you can watch her suffer, and so does the baby."

"W… Wait." Remus croaked voice made the Dark Lord smiled in victory and turned his body, looking at Remus. "Don't kill them…" The werewolf spoke in a shaky voice. "I'll… I'll do what you want. Save my baby and you can have it…"

"Good!" Voldemort said, almost jumping for his joy. He quickly approached in front of Remus and took a silver dagger, making Remus felt sick. The Dark Lord cut the rope, which held Remus's wrists, ignoring Remus who hissed in pain as the dagger burnt his skin.

Voldemort took one of Remus's hand in his own, while the other hand held his wand, pointing at their hands. "I think," He said. "An Unbreakable Vow is necessary."

"Will you, Remus John Lupin, give your unborn child to me, Tom Marvolo Riddle, known as Lord Voldemort, as my seventh Horcrux as soon as it birth as my reward for making it immune to the lycanthrope?" Voldemort tighten his grip around Remus's hand, making the younger wizard winced.

"I... I will." Remus replied with a small voice. He still couldn't believe it that he made an Unbreakable Vow with Voldemort about his baby. The baby that he barely even knew a girl or a boy, or picked up a name for it.

A thin tongue of flame erupted from the tip of Voldemort's wand, encircling around their clasped hands in a glowing red chain. The red flame flashed when Voldemort vocal another chanting, and when he was finished, the red flame was sipping into their hands and vanished.

Voldemort released Remus's hand. His red eyes glued at Remus who sat there in silent, trying to avoid the Slytherin's eyes. Voldemort bent down, placing his fingers under Remus's chin and forced it up. Seeing the fear and defeat in the werewolf's eyes gave the Dark Lord a pleasure.

"Now, shall we go to your house?" The Dark Lord said with a smirk played on his face. "I have a baby to heal."

A/N: There! What do you think? Should I continue this story or not? Tell me your opinion by sending me a review, or reviews!! And don't worry. I will finish this story, because I have holiday for 3 months.

PREVIEW FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER: We'll go to the '19 years later', when Teddy starting to get headache and nightmare, making Harry Potter, his godfather, worried to death. Plus, a break out from Azkaban by an old enemy and this enemy is looking for Teddy.