I was already in bed that evening, when I heard the front door being shut violently. I immediately knew something was wrong, but had nothing to do about it. I was still recovering from the last full moon, an exceptionally tough one, and could hardly take the trip down the stairs. I lay awake, thinking of all the different prospects of Dumbledore's' sudden disappearance.

At around two in the night he came back and I knew something bad had occurred. I didn't even imagine how bad it really was.

I was still trying to rise to my feet when Dumbledore entered my room. His crystal blue eyes were glistening and full of pain. I sank back down onto my bed and looked at him. He stood there, at the door, for several minutes, unable to speak.

"James and Lily. He's found them."

His voice was seemingly calm but cracked towards the end. I didn't notice it. At those seconds, my whole world collapsed, crumbling under my feet.

It looked as if Dumbledore was about to say more but he probably thought the better of it. He left me alone.

I cried. I cried and cried without shame. Tears of anger and pain and remorse. I didn't think, just cried, Dumbledore's words running over and over in my head.

James and Lily. He's found them. He's found them. Lily and James.

I calmed down only when I was out of tears. My head still swam, but it was slowly clearing. I started trailing my memory back - from the presence to the past. How they were so kind. James, as always, charming, confident, keeping my back. Lily, being so motherly and caring, and kind. Both of them so kind. And they never, not for once, did all this out of pity. It was always from friendship. Pure friendship.

And just a year ago they had a little boy, Harry, probably gone as well. For once, I had been able to be to be with a child properly, without its' parents being afraid I might bite his head off. I had even had a new found sparkle in my heart, of a given up dream, that maybe, just maybe, I might be able to have a child of my own.

Then my head drifts back to the wedding. Lily looking so beautiful and James radiant in his happiness. This has been one of his biggest dream for years, and now it was coming true. And behind him stands…

Then it hits me, the obvious.

How didn't this occur to me before?