AN: I've been pretty inactive on this site for a while, so I thought I'd ease back into the fanfic writing lifestyle with a Remus Lupin centric drabble. I know it doesn't make much sense, but the idea came to me as I was rereading DH for the billionth time. Please enjoy.
Disclaimer: I own nothing Harry Potter related. That is the property of one J. K. Rowling.
Welcome to the place where they are not. Welcome to the land where your past is your present. Where you are departed, but still within reach. Welcome to the home of your loved ones. The ones who are both sad and happy to have you here. You are safe, and will remain to be so forevermore. You can never go back, but you do not have to stay. You can take a train, or catch a bus, or call a cab. You can move on. Or you can stay. You can stay and watch. You can watch those you left behind as they mourn your departure. Welcome to the land of the dead.