Title: Between love and hate
Autor: Me, Romania
Beta: Elenwyn ( Thanks you very much :)
The caracters were not my propriety, exept Sarah! There all JKR's!
Hi everybody!!:)
I have to said that Remus is a little bite Out of caracter, because of his reaction about the situation and beause he doesn't like the Marauders.
This fic is a traduction of my french fic: The right kind of wrong. Since a long time, I want to translate one of my fics in English so there is the result.
They often say that there is only a step between love and hate. I never believed it! How could people fall in love with somebody they hated?..
Chapter 1
The tears of an angel
A gentle wind blew, making the honey coloured hair of the person standing under a big oak twirl. For the walkers, she was just looking the lake, what could be more normal? But, if somebody had taking the time to really look at her, they would have been able to see her shoulders shake in a regular rhythm. Falling from her beautiful, green eyes, salty tear drops slid along her white cheeks before finishing their run on the red and golden leaves which then scattered into the soil.
For nearly half an hour, she cried and why? For him!
The one that she loved more than everything.
The one who had broken her heart.
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Remus Lupin was slowly walking in the school garden, like he always did. The young man, sixteen years old, really liked the peace which the long walks gave to him, especially in autumn, when the leaves fell loose from trees to form a multicoloured carpet on the soil.
Remus sniffed the cold air before pulling his coat around him more. It at this moment he saw her, alone, standing in front of the lake.
"Sarah," he said, coming towards the young lady with a smile.
Sarah, sixteen years old, Ravenclaw. He had known her since his first year in Herbology and, since then, she had been his friend. She was, with Lily Evans, his best friends, one of the only people who were nice to him when he was at his worst. She never asked questions about his wounds, his repetitive absences, or about the time he spent at the infirmary. She respected his silence, contenting herself with informing him that she was there. For that, Remus loved her and would have easily been able to fall in love with her.
But it had never been! Between them, there was only a pure and deep friendship, ever anything else.
"Sarah?"
Not having acquired an answer, Remus called her name for a third time before putting his hand on the shoulder of the young woman, who finally turned round to look at him. The sadness he saw in her eyes broke the heart of the young man. Then, without asking questions, he enveloped her in a fraternal embrace, murmuring that he was there. The young woman cried for a long time, rocked by the comforting arms of Remus.
After a while, her breathing became more regular, proof that she had stopped crying.
"Thanks, 'Mus," she murmured, pulling away lightly.
Remus wiped a tear away using the end of his finger which had stayed on Sarah's cheeks in response, before giving her a comforting smile.
"You want to go inside?"
The young woman shook her head.
"No…I…I need to talk about…"
She approached the subject herself because she knew that her best friend would never do it. He was too respectful to ask questions, but he got worried nevertheless. She saw a kind of relief in his golden eyes when she ended her sentence. They sat on the soil in silence.
"It's…Sirius…he…"
By hearing that name, Remus gripped fists so hard that his knuckles whitened. It was rare, very rare that somebody had such a negative effect on the lycanthrope. In fact, he reacted very badly when it was a matter of Sirius. For a reason unknown to him, the young man could simply not stand the presence of Black. He tolerated Potter and, as for Pettigrew, he had always thought that he was only a poor victim of the duo. In brief, even if they were all in the same dormitory, Remus had never been close to any of them
Trying to calm his emotions, Remus encouraged his friend with a look, and she continued.
"He…he broke my heart…and…me, I have…"
More attentive than never, the Gryffindor waited for the Ravenclaw to finish.
"Yesterday, we…we made love together! And this morning he broke up with me!
Sarah's voice broke when she finished her sentence whilst the look on Remus' face turned dark. The bastard! He had dared to touch one of his friends! Of course, everyone knew Black's reputation: he charmed ladies, which did not stop him having adventures here and there, and also broke the hearts of the girls…etc.
However, they still loved him! The lycanthrope could not understand it. How did young, mostly clever women fall into the trap of a fool like Black?
Sarah started to cry again and, once more, Remus took her in his arms. The rage which resided in him at that instant was stronger than all the rest. Black had to pay…
No, he was going to pay!
A smile, almost sadistic, took shape on the young man's lips, an idea formulating in his mind.
"Don't be worried, my angel, everything will be okay," he murmured in Sarah's ear.
At that instant, he really believed his words. He thought that he could make Black pay for what he did.
He believed it!
If he had known…
This is the end of the first chapter.
Hope you like it!
Kiss
Romania