Progluge

October 31st, 1981

Remus Lupin strode down the narrow avenue of houses, face a mask of shock and confusion. His heart was full of rage, sadness, and complete shock at the night's events. He still couldn't believe it, the horrible news he had recieved just a few miniutes ago. His face was harried, those grim scars even more twisted in the moonlight. Young children had cleared the streets, for the Halloween night had ended for them a few hours ago. Only a few teenagers whose painted eyes fixed on the young man, dressed in robes and so scarred, as nothing more then another reveler on Hallow's Eve. Remus wished he was, unaware of the tradgedy that had just occured. But he had a duty now, a job he was dreading in his already heavy heart. Striding up to a small brick house, the creamy light still on in the living room. Again a glimmer of doubt struck in his heart, but the memory of Dumbledore's face was in the sandy haired man's mind. "Remus, she ought to know. This concerns her and her child's welfare, due to his actions. If the wizarding world knew the truth, I fear for the child. Your the only one she has left, losing four in one day."

Sighing heavily, Remus Lupin knocked on the wooden door, which was immeidatly opened. The woman standing there was beautiful, with soft billowy brown hair that fell around her heart shaped face in waves. Her eyes with a startling brown, the kind that semed to stare into your soul, read your emotions. She was small, fragile somehow, but her face had the type of strength you saw in some, the moral fiber and bravery she had was etched on her face. Anna Engel smiled the moment she laid eyes on Remus, opening the door more, those doe eyes bright, unaware of the event. "Remus, do come in! I just put Opheila to bed."

"Thanks Anna." said Remus wearily, the regret rising up like a monster inside him as Anna led him into the cozy living room. He sat down on a armchair, while Anna sat on the threadbare couch. Again he wondered how he could tell he could tell her that her entire life had been destroyed. How he could tell his friend that-

"Anna, Lily and James are dead." He said sadly, avoiding her eyes.

"What? You must be playing with me." Anna said nervously, seeing the pain written on his face. "No, they couldn't be...right?"

"Anna, You Know Who came and he killed them. I-I-I'm so sorry. It just happened a few hours ago." Remus said, reaching over to pat the young woman on her shoulder. "But he's gone Anna. Diasspered, destroyed, forever. And Harry lived. He saved us all. I don't know how though...something about him stopped him." That was the truth, but he hated to have to tell her so bluntly. Anna was his friend, after all.

Anna looked at him, eyes filling up with tears. Lily had been one of her close friends, along with James. But the bombshell he was about to tell her was sure to only upp the pain. "But how? How did he get in? I thought Sirius...no." She said horrified, standing up to her full height of 5'3". "No, no, NO." She grabbed her thick hair, knotting her tan fingers through it, looking as if she was being tortured.

Remus had seen terrible things, but seeing Anna like this almost made him want to kill Sirius all over again. If only that night was a full moon...he could have ripped him to shreds. And he was the one not trusting him! Trying to supress the anger boiling inside him, all 21 years of sorrow of his life coming down to this moment. "He betrayed them. H-h-he betrayed Lily and James to Voldermort. He tried to escape and Peter tried to stop him. But, he was too strong. He blew up the entire street and killed Peter, along with thirteen others." For a moment he resented Dumbledore for having to tell Anna this.

Anna looked as if she had been shot. Most women would have fainted at the news, but she only looked stronger then before. Her dark brown eyes were brimming with tears and betryal, but yet she looked almost serene, accepting. But when she spoke again, her voice didn't sound like hers, it sounded hollow, broken. Remus felt a twinge of pity as she spoke.

"Remus...Dumbledore sent you didn't he? To tell me I should send Opheila away? Because's she's Sirius's daughter? Because he knocked me up three and an half years ago and I've had to live with the regret? I never loved him. EVER."

Remus flinched, but knew she was lying. This was how she dealt with things; she went into denial. Said she regretted having Opehila, saying she 'regretted' everything. If Remus wasn't so weary, he would argue with her, but he didn't. Instead he just nodded. "Yes."

"Then take her." Anna said, before sitting back down on the couch.

She rolled over to the face the woolen cushions and didn't say a word. Only the sharp sobs that escaped her broke the silence. Remus stood up to try to get her up, but she turned to him, eyes bloodshot, face cold. "Go. Take her to precious little home you filithy werewolf, or I'll curse you." she said calmly.

"Anna, you don't know what you-" Remus began, before being cut off.

"YES I DAMN WELL AS DO!" exclaimed the brunette witch, rising to her feet. Her wand was held aloft, doe eyes murderous. "I will not take care of the that bastard child anymore. Wipe her memories, adopt her out. I don't give a shit and neither does Sirius. He's in Azkban right now, if you haven't noticed!"

Remus Lupin looked aghast. "Anna-"

"You listen to me, Lupin! Take her away! Or I will kill her! I swear to Lily and Jame's grave!" The women voice was rising now as the tip of her wand glowed.

Remus faltered, before clenching his fists and complying. "Fine. I will. But she won't remember you. And she will never see you again." I'll make sure of it.

Anna's eyes were blank. "That's perfect. I don't care." With that, she laid back down.

And the Last Black would never be the same.

(This is quite bad, but it's only a proluge I say lol. My first fanfiction, so enjoy! R&R please!)