Almost New Years! Lot's of changes have been occurring in my life, most good, some iffy. So why not end with some rejection for my dear old favourite character, Remmy? (I just noticed he's been my favourite character since third grade... ;3)


Remus sighed heavily as he flopped down onto the couch in the Potter's home. He'd had a long day and he was tired and just wanted to sit and relax for a while before he had to go out and have a go at another long day tomorrow.

Lily was in the kitchen, fixing tea, and Peter was with her, picking up snacks for the group of friends. James and Sirius were busy playing with baby Harry who had just figured out how to scoot around the floor that very day, doubling his mobility.

"What's with the sigh, Mr. Moony?" James asked. He was on his back now, holding Harry up with his feet, the baby giggling madly as he felt the sensation of flight.

"Just tired is all. Long day today."

Sirius nodded. "I hear ya. Auror training's been pretty intense lately."

Remus nodded curtly and smiled stiffly. "Yeah."

"Now don't tell me you're only tired Remus," Lily said as she came in the living room, Peter trailing behind her, a biscuit in his mouth. "I know Mr. Lupin doesn't tire that easily." She smiled as she sat down next to her friend, offering him a cuppa.

Remus took the tea gratefully, adding in his desired amount of sugar and nibbled on a chocolate scone. "It's nothing really; nothing major anyways."

"Don't tell us you didn't get that job, Moons," Sirius said softly. He looked at the brunet with his puppy-dog eyes. "That shop's been looking for someone competent to hire for months."

Remus smiled wryly. "Well, obviously, werewolves aren't competent enough." He took another bite of the scone. "I was turned out as soon as he saw that big, red W on my résumé.

"That's seven jobs turned down since the beginning of the year. Not including the three people who were too afraid to even let me in to apply."

Harry, immune to the situation, began laughing madly for no reason. He scooted along towards his mother and then held his arms up to Remus crying, "Moo! Moo!"

Remus, who'd been fighting to not cry like a little girl, cracked a smile and swung Harry up, getting him to laugh even more. "Did you miss your Uncle Moony, Harry? He hasn't been here very often, has he?"