A/n: Yes, I know I shouldn't be writing another story but this one has been bugging me forever. It's actually suppose to the sequel to a story that I started but I'm having trouble writing that one so I'd thought I would just jump into this one and explain everything with flashbacks. Also, I want to know if any of my readers from Blossoming would want to help me write it, co write it; I'm having a little writer's block with it, so I thought someone fresh could help me with it. Just let me know. This will be the only songfic

Please review when you're done!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, including the lyrics.

Chapter 1: Better Than Me

Rain splashed against the windows, lightening flashed lighting up the darkened street. A women in her mid-thirties sat on her couch, bundled in sweats, eating a rice bowl and watching the tele. In the other room, her suitcase lay unpacked. Thunder rumbled in the distance and along with it another flash of lightening.

The rain soaked his hair and made his scraps of clothing stick to him. He laid on the ground, trying to catch his breath but knowing he had to get away fast; his life deepened on it. Weak from the twelve years of pain but determined the man disappeared and in his place was a dog, almost as big as a bear.

I think you can do much better than me

After all the lies I made you believe

Guilt kicks in and I start to see…

She hated to unpack, but it was all part of the traveling experience. Her house a mess, too. Her last trip kept her away longer then usual; two yeas to be exact. Even though her house lacked the feel of life from being ignored for two years, it still was filled with memories, the memories she tried to runaway from with each of her travels. By dinner she was unpacked and resettled in. With a tap of her wand she heated up her TV dinner. She tucked her feet under and clicked on the tele. Breaking news flashed on the screen, catching her attention while she slowly ate.

"This just in." The reporter said, "An escaped convict has just escaped a high security prison."

The women snorted, 'Muggles.' She thought, 'They don't know what high security is.'

"His whereabouts are unknown." The reporter continued, "He is armed and dangerous. Please be on the look out for this man…Sirius Black."

The women dropped her dinner as his picture flashed on the screen.

"He is convicted of killing…" She blocked out the back-story; she knew the back-story. She stared at the picture on the screen before quickly turning it off. An owl flew in her open window, dropping the Evening Prophet before flying out again. He was staring up at her from the front page. The picture wasn't a current one but the day he was arrested and convicted. She stared at the picture memorized, overcome with the emotions from that day.

The edge of the bed

Where your nightgown used to be

I told myself I wouldn't miss you

But I remembered

She was standing in her living room waiting for him, he was late, which she had gotten use to; after knowing him for over twenty years, she knew he was never on time. The fireplace swirled in green flames and she wasn't expecting the man who stepped out of the fireplace. He was just a few inches taller with prematurely graying hair.

"Elizabeth." His voice cracked when he said her name, his eyes were red and puffy.

"Remus, what's wrong?" She asked trying to guide him to the couch but he wouldn't budge.

"They're dead."

Those two words made her heart stop, "No, he wouldn't. He isn't…"

"They're dead and Sirius has just been arrested." Remus said with silent tears falling down his cheeks, "He betrayed them and killed them all, expect for Harry. He's still alive." She looked at him with disbelief, "Dumbledore wont say how or where Harry has gone. He killed Pete too and twelve other muggles."

"Remus, you can't believe it." She begged.

"They're dead and he's the only one who had the power to save them or kill them." Remus said, his voice rising. Tears finally broke through Elizabeth's barrier and she broke down in Remus's arms, "I'm going to the hearing." She nodded and let him appartate out with her.

They sat in the back, in the shadows like ghosts. He was led in and chained to the chair in the middle of the room.

"Sirius Black." Crouch's voice bellowed in the room, "You are sentenced to life in Azkaban." Elizabeth gripped Remus's hand.

"It was the rat. I didn't kill them." Sirius cried out as the was being removed from the chair, "He was my best friend." The door slammed shut, silencing his cries. Elizabeth shut her eyes tight, letting silent tears fall down her face.

The next day she packed her bags and ran away to America, leaving behind her home; it was the first of her roaming travels. She felt she had nothing left here, all she had was Remus but their friendship didn't feel the same with their two best friends dead and one in prison, her only love in prison. A little bit of her wanted to go and see him and talk to him but she couldn't bring herself to see him behind bars or even try to forgive him for what he did to all of them. Bloodline won out in the end, no matter how hard they tried to fight it…

What it feels like beside you

I really miss your hair in my face

And the way your innocence tastes

And I think you should know this

You deserve much better than me…

Elizabeth felt the world was closing in on her. She didn't leave her house, in the days following the announcement of his escape and even owled the ministry asking if it was some sort of sick joke…which it isn't. The creaking of a floor bored made her jump. Even in her home she felt like she had to continually look over her shoulder; her doors were locked up, her windows magically sealed and an intruder charm casted over her home.

An owl tapped on her bedroom window, Elizabeth grumbled and crawled out of bed. It dropped the letter at her feet and promptly flew away. The writing on the outside was so familiar but she couldn't place it. She slid her finger under the fold breaking the seal.

Dear Elizabeth,

I'm not sure if this will even find you since I don't know where you are and probably by the time you do get this I will be at Hogwarts, I'm teaching there this year.

I'm sure you've heard; I don't have to say it. They say he's after Harry. I think you should be here, too; if it comes down to it I will need you. Please come.

-R. J. Lupin

She smiled as she read the letter from a lost friend.

"Teaching." She mumbled to herself. The letter had taken a long time to get to her, school had started three weeks ago; 'This was probably the last place he thought I'd be.'

She had wanted to go back for a while now but not under these circumstances. What other choice did she have.

The house was dark, he stalked stealthy through the house. He wasn't sure if she was home, it didn't feel like anyone was home. He flicked his wand and the room was filled in light. A light layer of dust covered the surfaces, no one had been here in a week or so. His eyes traveled the room until it rested on the letter on the mantle with his name scribbled on the front. He stared at it before turning it over to open it.

I knew you'd come here and I'm just glad that I left before you got here. I'm not going to let you finish what you started all those years ago.

I can't believe you did it, I thought you loved them; I thought you loved me. The spy, why? That's the only question I want you to answer for me. Why? Why did you let your bloodline win? Why did you do this to all of us?

But I don't know why every time I see your picture, I remember all of our times together and I forget for a moment everything you did. But know that I don't forgive and God help me Sirius, I will kill you if I have to.

-Elizabeth

He balled up the paper and through it on the floor.

While looking through your old box of notes

I found those pictures I took

That you were looking for

If there's one memory I don't want to lose

That time at the mall

You and me in the dressing room

I told myself I won't miss you

But I remembered…

Hogwarts has been staring at her for a week; she wasn't sure if she could walk through those doors and see Remus or Harry again. She felt like she had betrayed both of them, just as much as Sirius had betrayed them.

She finally built up enough courage to walk through the doors. She stood in the entrance hall looking at the scene around her; nothing had changed. That was one of the reasons she loved Hogwarts so much, nothing ever changed; she could always count on everything being the same. By the emptiness of the halls, she assumed classes were in session; she hoped that Remus wouldn't be too prude about her interrupting. That thought made her smile, a Marauder upset that class was interrupted; it was unheard of.

Elizabeth slowly pushed open the door, trying her best to enter without being noticed; she hoped to just slip in. A loud creek echoed through the classroom and heads turned in the direction of the of the door.

"Damn, after all these years they still haven't fixed that." She said, as she finished closing the door and turning to find all attention on her. 'Sorry' She mouthed to her old friend at the front of the classroom.

"Come in, Miss Dolohov." He said.

"Remus, please. You know I hate that name." Elizabeth said as she walked in between the desks, "Sorry to interrupt."

"I'm almost finished, why don't you wait in my office." Remus told her. Elizabeth glanced around the room once more, her eyes catching on a boy in the second row; she felt her heart skip a beat and her eyes widen.

"I know." Remus whispered in her ear as he led her towards the stairs to his office.

So many memories, rushed back to her as she slowly made her way up the stairs. She suddenly forgot all the pain and remembered everything she had forgotten long ago.

And I can't pretend that I won't think about you when I'm older

Cause we never really had our closure

This can't be the end

A/n: Please Review and if anyone reading Blossoming Romance, Blossoming War wants to help me write it, just let me know; I want to write it again. I was thinking for the next chapter of this story that I would write a flashback to the good old days!