A/N:  Ok, here it is! The last chap!!  Yay.. I'm finally done! Hehe *does a dance*  the only missing thing is some reviews…    plz review!!!  Well.. here is pathetically short chap 5.. heh

Disclaimer: me no own Harry!!!  How many times must I say this b4 u evil suing lawyers get it?!  Geez…

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Chap 5

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Remus woke up a couple of hours later. He was lying in the beginning of the tunnel. His arm hurt so much. Remus groaned. He tried to get out of the tree but he had no stick. Remus sighed and began to crawl towards the Shrieking Shack.

It took him around an hour to get there. He finally climbed the stairs in the Shack and collapsed on the bed.

He lay there for twenty minutes trying to get his strength back. Remus then grabbed his wand and tried to fix his arm, but he couldn't do; he couldn't remember part of the spell. Remus sighed again and fell into a fitful sleep.

Remus woke up on a warm fluffy bed. He wanted to stay there forever but he knew he had to get out. His arm was hurting less. Remus wondered how long he had been sleeping. Come to think of it, he couldn't remember the bed in the Shrieking Shack being so soft.

Remus opened his eyes and looked around. He realized right away that he was not, in fact, in the shack but in the Hospital Wing. Remus wondered what he was doing there. He saw all his friends sitting around him.

"Hey," Remus whispered softly. They all smiled at him. Remus was happy to be back.

"What happened?" he asked.

"Peter saw the tree going nuts and he told us." James said quietly. "We told Dumbledore and he got you out. Peter saved your life." Peter grinned proudly at this.

"Peter?" Remus asked. For some reason, he felt a stab of anger at these words.

"Yes, Peter... Remus, what's wrong?" Sirius asked in surprise.

"No... It's nothing." Remus said. The anger had disappeared as suddenly as it had come.

"Don't run away anymore, Remus. Please." Lily said quietly.   "Promise me."

Remus nodded.

"I promise," he whispered.

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Madam Pomfrey let him out of the Hospital Wing the next day. Remus and the rest of the Marauders had a large party with all of Gryffindor tower. Everyone was glad he was back.

Late that night, Remus, James, Sirius, and Peter sat down together and wrote the Marauders Map.  They used the map until it was confiscated by Filch in their seventh year when they dropped it on the stairs. Remus could still not believe they had ever been so stupid. It didn't matter though. They knew the map by heart.

When they grew up, Lily and James got married and Remus somehow knew they would. He did not know how he knew this, but figured it was just a guess.

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Remus sat at Lily and James funeral. He was staring straight ahead, not listening o anything he heard.

It was sad, and yet, people all over were celebrating. Voldemort had disappeared.

Remus had never been afraid of saying his name. He had never seen a reason to be. The name he feared to say now was Sirius's. How Sirius could have betrayed them? How? Remus didn't believe it at first. He had been in denial.

Sirius had been the spy after all. Remus had started to suspect Peter, not Sirius. Never Sirius. But, before he had even had a chance to tell his suspicions to anyone, Sirius had betrayed them, and murdered Peter. Yet, something didn't feel right. Remus had a feeling that maybe more was happening than he understood. He was thinking of angels for some reason. He didn't know why. Perhaps it was because Lily and James were dead and there were angels all over.

He was brought out of his thoughts as someone suddenly sad:

"This is their son?"

Remus gasped. They could only be talking about one person. Harry. He whipped around.

A large beefy man was there along with a bony, horse-faced, woman he recognized as Lily's sister. The Dursleys! They had a carriage with two little babies in it. One seemed oddly familiar.

The woman seemed nervous while the man said gruffly:

"Yes... this is... Harry."

He seemed highly uncomfortable and the person left. Remus sat there staring at him. Perhaps he should have taken care of Harry. After all, James and Peter were dead, and Sirius, no! Black. Black was in Azkaban, where he deserved to be. But that wasn't right. Sirius shouldn't be in Azkaban. He couldn't have betrayed them. It wasn't possible. Or could he? Could he just turn on his friends like that?

Remus had turned on Sirius when he found out, but still. Perhaps I should visit him and see what he says for himself. Remus thought, without realizing what was going through his head. No! How could he visit his best friends' murderer? They would never forgive him. And he couldn't raise Harry. What a stupid idea. Not with his werewolf problem. No. Harry had to leave with his relatives. But they didn't care for him at all. Remus watched them some more.

"Lily…" He whispered.  "James…  Peter… Harry… I'm so sorry.  I failed you all!"

He left the funeral in a haze. His life was destroyed. He had no one to turn to. Those days at Hogwarts were long gone. Angrily, Remus kicked at a rock on the ground and watched it skid across the sidewalk. It fell into a sewer and Remus could hear it clanging all the way down. With a sigh, Remus willed his feet to move, as he headed for a darker future than ever before.

THE END

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