I should have saved them. Why didn't I? Why didn't I save them? The thoughts went on and on in my head, and I couldn't do anything to stop them. I was sat in the police station, my head in my hands, trying to hide the tears that were falling down my face.

'It's all your fault, you know, that right? They are dead because of your bloody leg. If you didn't get hurt, then this would not be happening.' My mind told me, but I shook my head, trying to ignore them. However, this was not working, for I knew the thoughts were true.

"Remus John Lupin?" I looked up from my hands at the sound of my name. However, I didn't say anything, for my mind was too busy yelling at me. I eyed the officer, who was smiling sadly at me. At that moment, I knew that he was judging me for not saving my parents only three hours ago.

The rain had started ten minutes ago, and it wasted no time flooding the streets and driveways. I was in my room reading a book while I was resting from walking on my false leg that I had gotten a week ago. Long story — let's just say a wolf bit my leg, and I had to have it amputated. Anyway, here I am, reading a book as the rain hits my window. I looked up when I heard my father walk in with food. "Hello Remus," he said, putting the tray down in my lap after I put my book down. There was a big smile on his face, but I didn't know if it was fake or real. My father, I think, is having a hard time dealing with me only having one leg, and he was trying to see that the world was still the same.

"Thanks, Dad," I said before I started eating. He made his way to the door, but I sighed, stopping him.

"Um, dad," I trailed off, unsure what to say. However, my father saw the worry in my amber eyes. He smiled at me before he walked over and sat down.

"Everything will be alright, son. Your mother and I will always be here for you, remember that" he said with a small smile. I returned it, but my stomach flipped when a scream came from downstairs.

"Lyall, fire! Get Remus outside right now!" mother called. My father looked at me before he reached out his hand. I took it before we slowly walked out of the room. However, the smoke filled my lungs as we walked to the front door. I heaved a cough before my father opened the door, allowing me to limp out.

"I'm going back for your mother!" he called over the flames. I sat down in the grass and waited. However, after a few minutes, I stood up.

'I need to save them. It's my turn to save them.' I thought before I walked over to the house. However, the sirens filled the air, and I felt arms around me. My vision got fuzzy as black dots filled the air around me. "No!" I called, not hearing my own voice. "No! I need to save them!" I called before my leg gave way, and I almost fell to the ground. However, the arms held me still. Hot tears were in my eyes before I coughed and blacked out.

"I should have saved them," I muttered to myself, but the officer heard me anyway. He shook his head and sighed.

"You would have died as well, Mr. Lupin. I'm sorry about your parents," he said, running his hand through his black hair. However, I sighed and shook my head.

"I want to be with them. I want them to be here," I muttered. "I should have saved them," I said, sounding like a six-year-old even though I'm sixteen. The officer sighed and sat down next to me, shaking his head. I met his eyes and saw some understanding and sadness in them.

"They would be proud of you."

"But if I didn't have this bloody prosthetic leg, I could have saved them! You don't understand!" I said, my voice getting louder. He shook his head and smiled at me.

"I know I don't understand, Mr. Lupin, but you have your life ahead of you. Don't dwell on this one moment," he said, looking up when thunder erupted outside. I rubbed my false leg and wiped the tears from my eyes. Though I knew that he was right. I smiled at him and nodded a little, but I didn't say anything as the rain stopped.

"I think they would be proud of me for trying to save them," I said slowly. The officer looked over to the rain outside before he stood up and walked away from me. I smiled a little. I knew that he was right, and my life has changed twice, sure, but I'm the same and maybe a little stronger.

A/N: Summary: Muggle AU: Remus feels bad about not saving his parents from a fire that killed them.

House: Hufflepuff

Class: Charms

Prompt: [Emotion] Regret

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Word count: 837