Last of the Marauders
Remus sighed, tears slipping down his cheeks as he stared into the red and gold bedroom. Posters littered the walls, but one small photograph caught his eye. With tentative steps, he crossed to the bed and glanced at it. It was faded but intact. Four boys smiled and waved at him from the frame, their arms wrapped around one another. With a heavy sigh Remus turned and shut the door before laying on the bed. Then in a flash of green light his body crumpled beneath his tattered robes and his eyes became staring amber orbs.