Water, Stars And Sun by Brita*Chica

A/N: Sorry that it took a while to get this chapter up. I couldn't get near the internet to post it. This chapter is the first one set entirley in the maraders time. Has a bit of L/J in it but still centers mainly around Abi and on Peter's decline into darkness. Please R/R! (Please don't flame me for Lily not being too nice in this chapter. I will make her nicer, honest.)

Disclaimer: The characters Abi Toland, Tessa Wings and Gregory Thyme and Uncle Eddy belong to me. The plot belongs to me. Everything else belongs to J. K. Rowling. Please do not sue me!

Chapter Three- Of The Past

I was worried about him. I guess that I had a right to be. He hasn't spoken since the funeral, not even to Remus who knows what he's going through. I might not show it but I'm upset over Abi too. I didn't really know her but I know how much she ment to people who did. Sirius is cracking jokes, it's what he does best when he's nervous. The tension in the air was so thick that you could bottle it and sell it as paint. There was a knock on our door.

"Hi, just came to offer my condolances, I feel that it is my duty as a citezan and as a top student, here, take these flowers. I feel very sorry for your loss, Aggie will be truely missed."

"It was Abi." Peter said making us all jump. Then he went back to being silent again.

The girl was starting to annoy me, she looked like a robot just standing there with a big fake smile on her face. She must have been Lily Evens. She was in my year but I never really got to know her. Never felt the need to. Looking at her now she was really cute. I mean like, exceptionly. She was a bit short and her red hair fell down to her shoulders, her eyes were bright green. Almost hypnotic. I still didn't understand why she was there. Didn't mind but didn't understand either. I took the flowers off her. She turned and walked out. For some reason I left the flowers on the floor and walked after her.

Life. It can be long or short. It can end when you least expect it. That's what happened to Abi. I can see that my roommates are worried about me. If I was them then I would be worried about me to. I don't want to speak just yet. I think that Remus apreciates that. He'll have to go to the Womping Willow later to transform. I feel guilty for not protecting her but I also feel guilty for being so upset. Remus is the real victim. They were family. Close family. I had to at least pretend to cheer up. I had to try...

"Well hello again!" Gregory Tyme said. He had been out of the country to visit his dad in France so obviously wouldn't know what had happened. He had very light brown hair that he wore in a curtain style cut. He had light green eyes and quite a few freckles. He was in the year above us and was the seeker on the Gryffindor Quiditch team. His family also had a lot of money and he got a lot of attention since his mum and dad split up. He was very loud at times and not too subtle. He was a good friend of James and Sirius but me and Remus didn't know hium too well.

"Yes, and you would like?"

"Look stop acting like a Robot. You're not that sorry that Abi died are you?"

"Can't say I knew her. Anyway, I'm nearer the top in the year rankings. She was first. First in the school actually. Don't get me wrong. I'm not happy that she died. I could never be happy about something like that but what's the point in dwelling in the past. You understand that don't you James. Why do you think that you followed me. To say thank-you for the flowers? You and I both know that that's not right. I'll be seeing you around then."

"Wait a moment. Urrm, accopiny you to the lunch room?"

"Glady."

We had explained to Gregory. He had said sorry and left. I think it was for the best. I tried a few more jokes no response from either of them. I asked Remus to come into the common room with me so that I could talk to him privetly. He agreed.

"What do you want. Sorry, I didn't mean to say it like that. I really didn't I'm soory. I didn't mean to sound Angry. Forgive me?" He asked me.

Funnily enough I understood this babaling. He wanted someone to tell him that it wasn't his fault. For someone to 'forgive him'. That was all he wanted. It might be what Peter wantd to.

Sirius and Remus were outside. It was safe now. I reached under my bed and pulled out a muggle shoe box. I had been keeping this box for years. It contained all the things I considered important in my life. Including my picture of Abi. I obviously had more than one but this one was specil. I pulled it out and looked at it.

It was taken on Tessa's thirteenth birthday. Abi had had her hair styled. It was in a number of ponytails which used up all her hair and were then pulled together. She was wearing a formal dress as the party had been formal. Something that she had complained to me about, but she looked good in it. Like the solar system. This was part to do with the fact that her dress was a dark blue with silver thread on it. The silver thread was sewn into a set of the planets and stars. A scene that was actually visable from the astromany tower on clear nights. It was also partly to do with the fact that she had unearthly beauty that seemed to shine from her. As I looked at the picture I felt tears start to fall fronm my eyes. The first that I had been able to since Dumbledore had told us that she'd died, two days ago. A whole two days. I put the photo back in the box but something else fell out. A letter. I opened it up and read it.

Dear Peter.

I hope that you are reading this as I have something imortant to tell you. I have found what I was supposed to do with my life. It is what you should do also. I now serve the wonderful Lord Voldemort. Being evil is more simple than being good. You would be cared for if you work correctly and don't answer back. If you do decide to join us then the initiation will be avalible until the fifth of February. Walk into a fire, using floo powder of course, and say ****** (only you can see what is written in this letter. No one else can.) I Hope you can join us.

Uncle Eddy

I remember when I got this letter. I had thrown it away. Apparently where I had thrown it was in my box. I looked at the letter, then at the calender, it was the fourth of February. I was sick of being good. Abi was good and now she was dead. I memerised the password to get there and waited for everyone to go out of the common room.

A/N: The next chapter should be up soon and will bring us back to Harry's time. Please reveiw and still vote for the pairing you want. (See chapter two.)