Authors note: Here is the second part! A few days later than I had originally planned, but life happens.
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The worst part was that he was alone.
Remus Lupin stood in the pouring rain, staring in front of him. The rain soaked through his clothes and pierced his skin like cold knives. He didn't care, pain was nothing new to him and he was used to much worse. The only thing Remus wasn't used to was facing it alone and here he was, attending his best friends' funeral all alone.
I shouldn't be here, Remus thought as he stared at the graves in front of him. The crowd had cleared long ago, but he found it difficult to leave. Remus knew that this was the closest he would ever be to his friends again, and he didn't want to let that go. He suddenly felt hot tears trickle down his face, but this time he wasn't crying for the death in front of him; he was crying because two very important, alive people weren't here, and he felt incomplete.
Slowly Remus's quiet tears turned into full sobs. His body shook and he collapsed on the ground in front of the graves. Remus imagined what it would be like with those two important people on either side of him. But he was not foolish, and he knew that both of them were out of his life for good. One had betrayed him, and the other had taken the blame. The betrayer was roaming free and the innocent was locked up. But Remus didn't want to hate either of them today, that part could come later. Right now, all Remus wanted to do, was pretend that he was not alone.