Let it go Remus.
But-
Stop. No, it's gone. Their gone. He's gone. Gone.
But-
No Remus! Snap out of it! Did you really think it was going to last? Nothing good ever comes to someone like you!
But, he promised! He promised he would never hurt me! He swore! He swore!
Stop it Moony! You're only hurting yourself!
But-
Lily, James? Their gone ,Remus. He killed them. He gave them to Voldemort.
Peter? Please tell me Pete's okay!
I think you know the answer Moony.
I-I don't want to know the answer. It's things like this we have to deal with Remus.
But-but what about marauders forever? What about us? What does this mean?
You know this Remus.
I do?
You know he never loved you.
He didn't?
You know, the love and affection you seen in his eyes was really loathing and disgust.
I-I know?
He never loved you. Only himself.
Stop lying! Sirius wouldn't do that! Sirius loves me! He loves me and James and even Lily! And Pete! He loves us all! We're the marauders! He'd die for us!
I'm sorry.
He's never did something like this before.
Really? Think about it Remus.
S-stop it! Where are you going with this.
The prank Moony. Don't you remember it? He told Snape.
T-That was different! That was a schoolboy prank! It's completely different.
Is it though?
Y-yes!
Oh, so betraying your secret? Giving out information to Snape of all people that you had trusted him with? Making you fear your biggest fear? Becoming a murderer? Is that different? From giving out James secret? To Voldemort? Making James face his biggest fear, not being able to protect Lily and Harr-
STOP IT!
Face it Moonchild, it was coming.
D-don't call me that.
And why is that, Remus?
H-he called me that.
Your not even denying it! Isn't love be proclaiming his innocence until death? Hanging onto his hands, his fingers and they drag him to azkaban? Where they'll suck his looks, his articulacy, his mischievous, it'll take everything Remus, the funny way he brushed his teeth in the morning, the way he always butters his toast front left to right.
E-everything?
Even his love for you. If it was there in the first place.
They, they wouldn't? Right?
Shouldn't you be cursing at him, he killed your best friends, betrayed you all? Shouldn't you be crying, screaming yourself hoarse?
Shouldn't it?
Why aren't you crying Remus.
Their dead Remus. James. Peter. Lily. Your mother. Your father. There's no one left for you to love.
P-please.
Please what?
I'm tired. I just want to sleep.
You can't sleep. Not without the strong arms around your waist, the hair tickling your nose, the head in the crook of your neck.
I-I have to sleep.
Not without him. Face it, you stand against a lonely, loveless sleepless life. You should just die now.
I-I don't want any more scars, leave me be.
These battle scars aren't ever going to fade, Moonchild.
YOU DONT KNOW ANYTHING! THAT WAS HIS NAME! DONT TOUCH IT! LEAVE ME! JUST-j-just p-please, l-leave m-me b-be.
You can't escape yourself Remus. Stop running, stop hiding. Starting screaming. Start dying.
I-I can't.
Oh yes, because you still think he loves you, don't you? Still craves your warmth? Still wants your lips on his? Your hands messing his hair?
Stop crying Remus, it's pathetic.