Remus rolled over and groaned, living the life of a lone wolf so to speak was not ideal. He was exhausted, hungry, and quite cold. Most people in the magical community, no matter where he went, had reservations about hiring a werewolf for one reason or another. For some it was because he needed so much off time in a year and for others it was general fear. Pulling out his wallet he looked at the few pictures he had left of what had been his family. There was a picture of James and Lily dancing by a fountain, Severus with his hair purple thinks to a potion blowing up in his face (courtesy of James), Harry curled up beside him while listening to a story, and there in the back was the one picture he couldn't bring himself to throw away...it was of James, Severus, him, and Sirius. Tears trickled down his face, even as he tried to stop them, he had lost his family on Halloween. Oh and if James could see how he was now he'd thump him over the head good. The only problem? James wasn't coming back this time and nothing could soothe that pain...well almost nothing.
Harry rolled over and stared his window sill; everyone had a window sill of their own to the right of their beds. Uncle Sev (he still couldn't believe Professor Snape had given him permission to call him that when not in class) had explained that the window sills sensed things about them and put plants there that meant something to them. He'd seen Neville's window sill and noticed some of the pots had dates on them dating back to 1980. When he asked, Neville explained he'd called a family house elf to bring his favorites here. Neville was fascinated with plants; his family owned several greenhouses and his Mom took him on trips to collect exotic plants every summer. His window sill was magnificient in his opinion and held what the card identified as a Easter Lily Cactus. The name said it all and even though the bloom was pink he loved it. It made it feel like his parents were with him.
The Easter Lily Cactus sat in a rock garden pot almost the length of the window sill. To the left of the Easter Lily Cactus, touching the base of it, there was a mound of rocks; a flat rock that was outlined on the top by smaller rocks making a sort of meeting place. Inside the meeting place there where little statues of creatures playing. A wolf was curled with its paws crossed while it slept, a black dog was frozen in play with a deer (stag to be correct), and a badger (the house mascot) was perched on the rocks watching a small doe chasing a red bird. It was one of the most strange things, but it was oddly comforting.
