Having the love of your life say you can still be friends is like having your dog die and your mum saying you can still keep it.
At least, that's how I saw it. When Remus said we couldn't be together anymore. It was stupid, really. He'd just realised how dangerous this war really was. Not that he didn't know before. But I think when Sirius died, it just really hit home. He didn't want to loose the one person he still had. Lucky me.
But of course, he pulled out the "we can still be friends" line. We both know it's a load of bull. I can't look him in the eyes without wanting to grab him and snog him senseless.
Bloody Remus being too bloody gorgeous.
So this is the best thing for me to do. Me going to Hogsmede will make it easier. On both of us. We wont have to see each other anymore… and I wont end up doing something ill really regret. Like shagging his brains out in the middle of a meeting.
So I can't regret the decision to move here. Hopefully, when I'm not around him I wont be so depressed. I'm glad none of the kids knew about us, though. Ginny's asked me so many questions my head hurts. I suppose they all just put it down to Sirius.
Which is really what its all about anyway. So they're not far off.
I wonder if Remus is hurting this much too. He has to be. I know he's only doing this to be noble… he cant feel nothing. He's too passionate for that.
I can only hope he'll come to his senses- sooner rather than later. Because I don't know how much of this I can stand.
Bloody hell. I'm screwed.