Chapter 25 Mothers and Daughters
Everything seemed to be going perfect for once. Everyone had gone to bed except for Peter and Snape. James saw Peter looking off into space and sighed he went up to his ex-friend.
"Hey, how come you're still awake?" James asked softly sitting down besides him he didn't know if he knew Peter anymore and a part of him wanted to understand Peter's reasoning behind everything.
"I couldn't sleep. Too many thoughts in my head about the four of us." Peter said not meeting James's eyes as he said this. James didn't say anything for a moment and thought for a moment before he spoke again.
"Why did you do it? Why did you betray Remus?" James said his voice barely above a whisper.
"I was…jealous. I mean you guys always liked him better than me and he always had everything he wanted. It was the only thing I could take away from him. It was wrong I know but at the time all I could think about was hurting him. I thought if I gave him to Greyback then people would slowly forget him." Peter said looking down at his hands as he said this. James sat there taking it in he never thought Peter would feel second best or be jealous of Remus. A part of him could not help but feel like what happened to Michelle was his fault. The only reason they were so protective of Remus is because the wizarding world was so cruel with werewolves. Then again they weren't exactly better with muggleborns either.
"I'm sorry I never thought you felt that way. But if that had happened as you said Michelle would have never forgotten Remus." James said softly and Peter sighed.
"I know their love was eternal remember? That's what they were known as at school the eternal couple. And you and Lily the perfect couple." Peter said putting his head into his hands knowing he could never find love like his friends who would love someone like him? In a way he was just like Greyback all alone.
James sighed and after a moment of silence headed to bed. The next day, unfortunately was Mother's Day. Cynthia did not come out of her room that day she did not want to face it everyone smiling and happy giving their mothers presents and cards it was just too upsetting for her. She had thought about making Aunt Lily a card and had gotten her a present but she was a little reluctant to give it despite the fact she considered her like a mother. Sirius came into her room and Cynthia quickly wiped away her tears Sirius didn't always need to deal with her being such a stupid considered daughter. Sirius probably already hated her by now.
"You okay Cynthia?" Sirius asked gently and Cynthia forced herself to look into his eyes.
"I'm sorry." She mumbled tears started to come as Sirius hugged her.
"For what?" Sirius asked keeping her close.
"I've never been able to keep you out of danger. Sometimes I wish Greyback would just kill me then you'd be safe Sirius." Cynthia said softly really wishing her mother was there.
"Hey Cynthia you're not a danger to anyone. Don't think like that your mother would be very disappointed if you think like that." Sirius said sighing knowing how Cynthia felt.
"I miss her Sirius. I mean I got Aunt Lily a present and a card but I'm nervous what if she doesn't like it? I mean she's not my mother she might get offended or something." Cynthia said giving in to her tears altogether.
"She would never get offended she'd be so honored that you consider her like your own mother." Sirius said sincerely he knew Lily would probably start crying with happiness or something women were like that unfortunately.
"Hey Sirius I've gotten you killed almost twice I'm surprised you don't hate me yet." Cynthia said half jokingly half serious.
"You're too much like your father you know. Never thinking of yourself how did you think I would feel if I just stayed back all the time and then something happened to you and I never saw you again? It would kill your father and it would kill me. Cynthia you're like a daughter to me." Sirius said his eyes shone with unshed tears. The two of them stayed like that for awhile before they went downstairs getting ready for Mother's day.
