She was beautiful.
She wanted him.
He wanted her.
His best friend wanted them together, his best friend and his cousin.
He couldn't have her.
He was a half-breed, a monster.
He was old, dangerous, poor.
She loved him.
She couldn't have him.
He pulled away.
He was afraid.
She was depressed.
When would he realise she didn't care?
She would live with it, she loved him.
She didn't care.
They were perfect for each other.
It took a lot.
They were together.
They were happy.
She was pregnant.
He was scared again.
He ran away.
She was sad.
He came home.
He apologised.
She took him back.
She gave birth.
They fought together.
They died together.
R.I.P Remus and Nymphadora Lupin
Rest in Peace.