Remembrance.
Teddy hated May the second. A day of "Remembrance" for those who were killed in the battle of Hogwarts. Bullshit.
The whole school would gather round the tall, marble monument by the lake for memorial speeches, followed by a two minute silence. It meant nothing to him. He always found himself wanting to scream, to yell at everybody.
But no one understood what he was trying to say. Not even Victorie. Especially not Victorie. She thought it was lovely that he had a day to remember his parents. But he knew he was one of the few that really did remember.
"I don't understand" she had said to him.
"Its not lest we forget, but lest we remember. That's what this is all about… the memorials, the cenotaph, the two minutes silence. Because there is no better way of forgetting something than by commemorating it."
She just shook her head and walked away.
"So much for our glorious dead." He had muttered.
So he had given up. He didn't go to the memorial service any more. He went to the small graveyard on the other side of the school grounds, reserved for those who died defending Hogwarts. He would sit in front of his parent's graves, rubbing his fingers over an old, worn photograph. One of the few he had of his parents with him. His father hugging his mother, who had a baby with bright blue hair wrapped in her arms. He would remember them his way. He would remember the stories harry had told him. He would remember playing Marauders with Harry's children. He would remember asking where his Mummy and Daddy were every night when he was young. He would remember crying. He would remember how proud he was to be their son, to be a Lupin. He would remember them properly. He would remember them with love.
He wouldn't forget like everyone else.
Never such innocence
Never before or since
as changed itself to past
without a word.
Phillip Larkin-MCMXIV
A/N: Its like spot the history boys quotes, isn't it? I'm reading the screenplay at the moment, so I just had to write something based on it…. So… review!