For Gil, my most amazing friend who is not a fish, if that is what you are thinking.

I love you Rish/Gilbert! You're fabulous and awesome and so sweet and nice and-

I think you get the idea. :D

Hope you enjoy this, darling! Even though it's dark and one of the first things like it that I have ever written! Sorry for the gloominess!

(For starlight moon princess, also known as Rish/Gil)

I don't own Harry Potter, but for 99.99 plus shipping and handling, I'm yours.

"Water: 35 liters, Carbon: 20 kg, Ammonia: 4 liters, Lime: 1.5 kg, Phosphorus: 800 g, Salt: 250g, Saltpeter: 100g, Sulfur: 80g, Fluorine: 7.5 g, Iron: 5.6 g, Silicon: 3g, and 15 other elements in small quantities... that's the total chemical makeup of the average adult body.

Modern science knows all of this, but there has never been a single example of successful human transmutation. It's like there's some missing ingredient... Scientists have been trying to find it for hundreds of years, pouring tons of money into research, and to this day they don't have a theory.

For that matter, the elements found in a human being is all junk that you can buy in any market with a child's allowance. Humans are pretty cheaply made."

-Edward Elric, Fullmetal Alchemist

He was the only one left.

Remus fell to his knees against the bloody- once a healthy and alive green- grass, his face showing horror, denial, sadness- regret as everything in his world crashed down on the poor man.

James was dead. His best friend. One of the only people to have ever accepted him, was long dead. Rotting bones in the ground next to his wife. They were dead. Gone. Like smoke in the wind.

Lily was a beauty. She was kind and sweet and figured out about his 'furry little problem' first. She didn't care. She helped him realize the wonder of the world. She was murdered. Dead dead dead.

Peter betrayed him. The rat would be dead next time Remus got to see him. A lying sneak, a hideous human being. He would kill kill kill that man.

Sirius was gone.

Dead dead dead.

Gone gone gone.

No body. No blood.

Disappeared.

Killed.

Why why why?

Sirius, while James was his best friend- one of them- Sirius was special. He was one of a kind. He was Padfoot.

Warm.

Loving.

Understanding.

Cheerful.

Gone.

Gone gone gone.

Why why why?

Remus sat down on the battlefield, among the bodies of the fallen, and cried.

Cried cried cried.

Human life was too fragile.

Easy to sacrifice.

Why was he all alone?

Remus cried, cried, cried.

He was alone.

All alone.

And it hurt.