THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS! Here's Chapter Two! I changed the Beginning a bit so the Prologue is revised! I would like more Reviews. This is a Lily/James and Sirius/Remus story but I'm going to add a HUGE twist to this coupling.I'm not popular on and I don't want to loose my only fans by making a huge story complication. V..v I worry about that a lot… anyhow REVIEW PLEASE!
Remus sat alone again at the end of the Gryffindor table, leafing through a worn book that he had read about twenty times beforehand. He glanced up at the other students, all laughing and eating merrily and found that he was quite jealous. He got so used to having his three best friends around that this avoidance and loneliness felt alien, though he was very used to it.
Quietly he reached to grab a roll and buttered it absently. His attention returned back to the book. He broke off some pieces slowly and pushed them in his unwilling, malnourished mouth. Remus stared at the same line for a long time, no words sinking in however. He wasn't really reading; he just needed an excuse to avoid looking at others. He was a mess; eyes were rimmed with deep shadows from lack of sleep, and his tawny hair was disheveled. He was at least ten pounds lighter as well and talked even less then he normally did. Partly because no one wanted to talk to him.
He heard James laughing half way down the table, a rich, hearty chuckle that Remus was so fond of, and that he missed terribly. They seemed to be getting along fine without him though; he wasn't anyone to anybody anymore. No one would miss him if he didn't show up for classes, if he didn't showed up for the rest of term. They'd probably hope he'd do himself in, well Sirius at least. Maybe James missed him, even though Sirius and James were the closes of friends, James did seem to take a liking to Remus. Maybe he could talk to him later, whenever a certain other raven-haired boy wasn't around. Remus looked up again and over to him. He saw Sirius reaching for salt and he caught Remus' eye. Remus now regretted being curious. Sirius' glare was cold enough to freeze hell. Remus quickly looked down and began to read the almost indecipherable print, shuddering, his hands were shaking badly.
"Hello there Remus!" Said a pleasant voice from behind him. He turned to see a very pretty girl with flaming red hair that reached her shoulders and green eyes. She smiled at Remus gently, only earning a frown from him. "Hello, Lily…" He mumbled softly. Lily Evans cocked her slender eyebrow at him.
"Um… could I sit with you?" She questioned, much to his shock.
"What is it Lily?" Remus asked, voice hoarse from his very much-delayed silence.
Lily's green eyes met Remus'. "I want to sit with you…" Remus smiled softly. He nodded numbly and scooted over to allow her to seat herself next to him.
"Thanks… so how are you? You've been over here all by yourself for the longest time." Remus looked down at his plate, which the rest of his uneaten roll lay on. He nodded again. Lily sighed and stared at him, her head resting in her hand. "Want to talk about it?"
Remus simply shrugged and looked at her. "I don't know…" Lily gave him a reassuring smile. "They're just being jerks, all of them. They miss you, trust me Remus."
"I seriously doubt it Lily…" Remus reached over to the butter again and began to, once more spread it on his roll, though he had no plan to eat it. Lily began to tap her long fingernails on the tabletop, still staring at him.
"So you're denying my information?" Remus looked at her, startled. "No I, I mean I…" She laughed softly. "I was just teasing you Remus… so what do they have against you anyways?"
Remus leaned back in his chair, quietly. "I… don't want to talk about it now…" Lily nodded showing that she understood completely. "Well anyways I was having trouble with Divination…" Remus smiled at her change of subject. "So you still want to talk to me?" She looked shocked at the question. "I try to look at the finished picture, not just a piece. Don't worry Lupin, you've got someone here to help you." This brightened Remus' day already, a task that was getting harder and harder to accomplish. They spent the rest of the morning talking about Crystal Ball gazing and Palmistry. Thankfully it was Saturday, so they went to the library, studying.
Later that evening, as Remus sat on his bed, Peter, James, and Sirius walked in laughing. Remus looked up and tried to catch James or Peter's eye but had no luck.
"Yeah I don't know why he has to do that," Sirius was saying, loudly. "I mean it's not like this is the first time I've been in detention! He kept lecturing me on the school rules and policies and that if it were up to him, he would get his whip out. I just laughed and told him to expect more dung bombs."
"That's Filch for you though." James said, laughing. "You really got another order?" Sirius held up two fingers. Remus frowned but was feeling rather courageous after his evening with Lily's suggestions he should talk to them.
He quietly approached them and Peter turned his watery eyes to him. Sirius scowled and James just frowned but carried on like Remus wasn't there. "Um…" Remus said, trying to politely interrupt them. Peter opened his mouth to say something but he obviously saw Sirius first. "What Peter?" He asked. Peter looked confused, as did James. Remus glanced at them. "Could I…" He started but Sirius interrupted. "So James how was your detention in the Hospital Wing?" James blinked. "What dete- ow!" He rubbed his ribs where Sirius just elbowed him. "Oh yeah, it was a pain?" James stated, very unsure.
Remus' eyes saddened. "Sirius?" He asked. Sirius frowned. "Did you see Remus sitting by himself at the table again? Guess he has no one now, oh well, brought it upon himself! Serves him right. I can't believe I didn't see right through him." He continued, Remus' eyes watered softly. "Nevermind, I see I'm of no importance to you anymore… I wonder if I was…" He turned and walked away.
"I'm regretting going to the back of the train now first year." Was the last thing he heard Sirius say before Remus fell into his bed, not bothering to undress and closed his hangings of the four-poster. Later that night he placed the silencing charm around his bed and screamed into his pillow.
