All right everyone! This is a Sequel to Farren, so if you haven't read it, click on my user name and read it before you
read this one, so it will make more sense. All right, this is what happens after Remus and Farren separate and when they
meet again.
You'll think of me by Keith Urban
I woke up this morning around 4am
With the moon shining bright as headlights on the interstate
I pulled the covers over my head and tried to catch some sleep
But thoughts of us kept keeping me awake
Ever since you found yourself in someone else's arms
I've been trying my best to get along
But that's okay there's nothing left to say but
Take your records, take you freedom
Take your memories, I don't need 'em
Take your space and take your reasons
But you'll think of me
And take your cat and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me, you'll think of me
I went out driving trying to clear my head
I tried to sweep out all the ruins that my emotions left
I guess I'm feeling just a little tired of this
And all the baggage that seems to still exist
It seems the only blessing I have left to my name
Is not knowing what we could have been
What we should have been
So
Take your records, take you freedom
Take your memories, I don't need 'em
Take your space and take your reasons
But you'll think of me
And take your cat and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me, you'll think of me
Someday I'm gonna run across your mind
Don't worry, I'll be fine
I'm gonna be alright
While you're sleeping with your pride
Wishing I could hold you tight
I'll be over you
And on with my life
Take your records, take you freedom
Take your memories, I don't need 'em
Take your space and take your reasons
But you'll think of me
And take your cat and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me, you'll think of me
And you're gonna think of me
Oh someday baby, someday
Prologue
Remus J. Lupin lay on a hard, lumpy mattress in New York. Only just a day ago, Farren had been in his
arms, holding onto him tightly, both of them so in love. But the moon was nearly full again, and he needed to get back to
Hogwarts and his own time before he transformed again. Besides, Farren couldn't tell him anymore, least she changed
destiny, and Remus could understand that. They would just have to make the right choice themselves, when it came to
that. Besides, she was leaving for Texas again. But now, here he was, in New York and alone, loveless and tired. The
others lay in beds and on couches scattered around the room, but Remus still felt lonely. It was Farren's fault.
Farren Valencia Alma was Remus's soul mate. He himself was quite convinced of this fact, though the
feeling did not seem to be entirely mutual. Though Farren said she loved him, said she felt something with him, she
seemed to feel that love couldn't travel through time periods. Perhaps it couldn't, but Remus did not want to think of
that. He felt bitter towards her memory. She had said she would remember him forever. She had said she loved him.
But she had also said that maybe, just maybe, there was someone who she could feel the same way with who she would
get to see everyday. She would never see him again. Pain overtook Remus.
Farren had been a wonderful person. Her hair was long and friary red, which matched her personality. She
had been so different from normal muggles. She knew about the magical world, for one, and she seemed capable of
breaking through muggle blocking spells, which was odder still. But that wasn't the only reason he loved her. She had
known about his transformations, but yet she still loved him. She had been so intelligent, and seemed so like him it was
frightening. So perfect, yet so pessimistic, at least about love. Remus felt that it was slightly to be expected, considering
her life, but couldn't she believe that his love would hold her for the rest of her life until they met again in death? Why
couldn't she try? James said he was being unreasonable, thinking that his one month love could be enough for a life time,
but Remus was sure he would never love that way again. Bitter thoughts built up in him.
He scowled under the covers. If she could brush this off simple because of a little thing like twenty years
separated them, then he could do so too! He didn't need her, of course not. Deep inside him, his conscious was shaking
it's head and laughing at him, thinking about how bitter break-up thoughts wouldn't conceal his love for her. But, they
certainly did make him feel better. He knew he still loved her, always would, but that didn't mean he couldn't make
himself feel better now.
Besides, Remus insisted to himself, one day Farren will regret not keeping my love. Then she'll think of me.
Then she'll miss me and I'll be off having the time of my life with someone who has always loved me.
The very though broke Remus down. He fell into the bed and covered his head with a pillow. How he
missed her! Mean thoughts would only help him so far, and they seemed to have lost their appeal already. How could
God do this to him? How could God give both him and Farren what they had always needed in love, and then snatch
that love away? It wasn't fair. Remus had been through a lot of unfair things in his life, and he had never complained,
instead just taking what came and making the best of it. But he could not live without love! He couldn't. He could try,
but he wouldn't be able to. It was impossible.
Suddenly, a ironic calmness came over him. He didn't understand it, nor did he try to. The serenity was
smooth, almost like a gently rising song, and it seemed to speak to him. He realized what it was saying. He would see
her again. He didn't know when. He didn't know how. But he would see her again. They would embrace, and cry, and
ride off together to be totally in love. Maybe he would take her back with him, or maybe he would stay with her, but he
would see her again. They would be happy. He knew it. Perhaps, she had known this all along. Perhaps, that is why she
had left. So that they could meet again.
'You'll think of me, Farren. We will be together. You'll realize like I realized. You'll think of me.'
read this one, so it will make more sense. All right, this is what happens after Remus and Farren separate and when they
meet again.
You'll think of me by Keith Urban
I woke up this morning around 4am
With the moon shining bright as headlights on the interstate
I pulled the covers over my head and tried to catch some sleep
But thoughts of us kept keeping me awake
Ever since you found yourself in someone else's arms
I've been trying my best to get along
But that's okay there's nothing left to say but
Take your records, take you freedom
Take your memories, I don't need 'em
Take your space and take your reasons
But you'll think of me
And take your cat and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me, you'll think of me
I went out driving trying to clear my head
I tried to sweep out all the ruins that my emotions left
I guess I'm feeling just a little tired of this
And all the baggage that seems to still exist
It seems the only blessing I have left to my name
Is not knowing what we could have been
What we should have been
So
Take your records, take you freedom
Take your memories, I don't need 'em
Take your space and take your reasons
But you'll think of me
And take your cat and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me, you'll think of me
Someday I'm gonna run across your mind
Don't worry, I'll be fine
I'm gonna be alright
While you're sleeping with your pride
Wishing I could hold you tight
I'll be over you
And on with my life
Take your records, take you freedom
Take your memories, I don't need 'em
Take your space and take your reasons
But you'll think of me
And take your cat and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me, you'll think of me
And you're gonna think of me
Oh someday baby, someday
Prologue
Remus J. Lupin lay on a hard, lumpy mattress in New York. Only just a day ago, Farren had been in his
arms, holding onto him tightly, both of them so in love. But the moon was nearly full again, and he needed to get back to
Hogwarts and his own time before he transformed again. Besides, Farren couldn't tell him anymore, least she changed
destiny, and Remus could understand that. They would just have to make the right choice themselves, when it came to
that. Besides, she was leaving for Texas again. But now, here he was, in New York and alone, loveless and tired. The
others lay in beds and on couches scattered around the room, but Remus still felt lonely. It was Farren's fault.
Farren Valencia Alma was Remus's soul mate. He himself was quite convinced of this fact, though the
feeling did not seem to be entirely mutual. Though Farren said she loved him, said she felt something with him, she
seemed to feel that love couldn't travel through time periods. Perhaps it couldn't, but Remus did not want to think of
that. He felt bitter towards her memory. She had said she would remember him forever. She had said she loved him.
But she had also said that maybe, just maybe, there was someone who she could feel the same way with who she would
get to see everyday. She would never see him again. Pain overtook Remus.
Farren had been a wonderful person. Her hair was long and friary red, which matched her personality. She
had been so different from normal muggles. She knew about the magical world, for one, and she seemed capable of
breaking through muggle blocking spells, which was odder still. But that wasn't the only reason he loved her. She had
known about his transformations, but yet she still loved him. She had been so intelligent, and seemed so like him it was
frightening. So perfect, yet so pessimistic, at least about love. Remus felt that it was slightly to be expected, considering
her life, but couldn't she believe that his love would hold her for the rest of her life until they met again in death? Why
couldn't she try? James said he was being unreasonable, thinking that his one month love could be enough for a life time,
but Remus was sure he would never love that way again. Bitter thoughts built up in him.
He scowled under the covers. If she could brush this off simple because of a little thing like twenty years
separated them, then he could do so too! He didn't need her, of course not. Deep inside him, his conscious was shaking
it's head and laughing at him, thinking about how bitter break-up thoughts wouldn't conceal his love for her. But, they
certainly did make him feel better. He knew he still loved her, always would, but that didn't mean he couldn't make
himself feel better now.
Besides, Remus insisted to himself, one day Farren will regret not keeping my love. Then she'll think of me.
Then she'll miss me and I'll be off having the time of my life with someone who has always loved me.
The very though broke Remus down. He fell into the bed and covered his head with a pillow. How he
missed her! Mean thoughts would only help him so far, and they seemed to have lost their appeal already. How could
God do this to him? How could God give both him and Farren what they had always needed in love, and then snatch
that love away? It wasn't fair. Remus had been through a lot of unfair things in his life, and he had never complained,
instead just taking what came and making the best of it. But he could not live without love! He couldn't. He could try,
but he wouldn't be able to. It was impossible.
Suddenly, a ironic calmness came over him. He didn't understand it, nor did he try to. The serenity was
smooth, almost like a gently rising song, and it seemed to speak to him. He realized what it was saying. He would see
her again. He didn't know when. He didn't know how. But he would see her again. They would embrace, and cry, and
ride off together to be totally in love. Maybe he would take her back with him, or maybe he would stay with her, but he
would see her again. They would be happy. He knew it. Perhaps, she had known this all along. Perhaps, that is why she
had left. So that they could meet again.
'You'll think of me, Farren. We will be together. You'll realize like I realized. You'll think of me.'