[b]Title:[/b] A little drabble
[b]Summary:[/b] "We create life…"
[b]Warnings:[/b] This story contains slash folks, don't like it, don't read it.
[b]Pairings:[/b] Remus/Sirius mentioned, Remus/Harry implied.
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We create life, life creates us.
But how come that we never know of what is going to happen to us, what kind of destiny we have got. If I had known how my life was going to be burdened, I would maybe thought twice before I had sneaked out of the house with the age of 5. Then I hadn't probably crossed the werewolf's way, and then I wouldn't be one myself.
But then…
What would have happened with me?
I would have never met the friends I had until now; I would never have learned to speak English. But most of all I wouldn't have met my soul mate, my love of my life, my beloved star, Sirius.
I wouldn't be the person I am now.
I guess… I guess I don't really want to change anything, except… except that I want to have my love back. I want to be rejoined with him and only death can give me that joy, and only then, I have found my cure.
But still I won't be able to follow that path; I have to wait until my time has come. Until then, I have to take care one who is dear to me. To give him, and maybe me also, another chance at love.
Because, whoever said that werewolves mate for life, was a liar.