Remus Lupin grimaced as the coffin was lowered into the ground.  He felt horrible, guilty.  Maybe if I had just believed her she wouldn't have done this to herself.  But I can't believe her.  She's the only one fighting for him in a world that doesn't care.  No!  He betrayed Lily and James.  He would have betrayed her too.  I just wish that I could have been there.  Maybe I could've stopped them from using Sirius.  No, Black.  He's Black now.  My enemy.  The one who betrayed his best friend and his wife.  Drove his fiancé to suicide.  Left me all alone.  No one cares about Lupin.  He's just an unfeeling werewolf.  And they won't even let me have Harry.  Something about being an unfit caretaker for the boy.  Maybe they're right.  He has to be fed every three hours.  Kind of hard on a full moon.  And her!  Why did she do this to herself?  She knows he did it.  He's not worth dying for!  He's not worth her.  She was always so good.  So naïve.  Black wasn't good enough for her.  No one could be good enough for her.  Maybe that's why she's dead.  Because no one could ever love her enough or take care of her like she deserves.  Why did Black do this to her?  A week away from their wedding!  Remus sadly walked back to his flat.  Everything reminded him of his boyhood friends.  The friends who were now all dead, except for one.  And he was the one who killed them.  He deserved the Kiss.  He left the apartment and headed for the nearest bar.

            "Give me the strongest thing you got."  He told the bartender.  The man raised his eyebrows.  Remus didn't look like a drinker.  Remus wasn't sure how much he drank.  He did manage to make it home, though.  He opened his eyes to find Alanna lying in the bed next to him.

            "Go away.  You're a hallucination.  A figment of my delusional mind."  Alanna sat up and grinned at him.

            "Up.  Up.  Up.  Get up.  Life's not over, yet.  You still have many years ahead of you.  Werewolves live approximately three hundred years, remember?"

            "Oh great.  Now the figment is reminding me that I have to deal with my shitty life for another two-hundred and eighty-something years."

            "It gets better."  Alanna stated, assurance in her voice.

            "How do you know that?"

            "I'm dead.  I know everything."

            "You knew everything before you died."

            "Well I still know everything."  She stared at him critically for a few moments.  "Yes, it definitely gets much better.  I almost wish I hadn't gone and killed myself, it gets that good."

            "Almost?"

            "Yes.  The only thing I regret about it is that I used a knife.  Should have used a gun.  Much less pain."

            "You are a sadistic little bitch, you know that right?"

            "Of course.  Except I'm a sadistic dead bitch."

            "You forgot little."

            "No.  I can be as big," she grew to the size of a hippo, "or as little," she shrank to the size of a flea, "as I want to be."  She concluded, coming back to the size she had been before she died.

            "So what's the point?  Why are you here?"

            "I need to tell you some things."

            "No, duh."

            "First of all, Sirius is gay.  Well, actually he's bi, but now that I'm dead, he doesn't go for girls anymore."

            "He's in Azkaban.  He's never getting out."

            "Oh yes he is.  He will escape, track down the rat and try to kill him.  He will be cleared eventually and come to live with Harry and his family.  You will have a family of your own, and he will become part of it."

            "All that is bull shit."

            "Oh well, I tried.  You will have a family.  Sort of.  A little girl.  She's quite pretty.  You will have your hands full with her.  She's worse than Sirius, James and I were combined.  Just remember to keep an open mind with her.  She will need love.  Lots of it.  But for now you must hang on.  Help others of your own kind.  I know you can.  You will.  And Remus, never give up hope.  It's not your fault I'm dead.  Not your fault at all.  Just tell Sirius that I love him and always will.  And never give up hope."  She disappeared.  Remus sat there, staring at a spot on the wall for over an hour.  He shook his head and left the apartment.  Time to change things.

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Hope you like it.  I decided that Remus should play a part in it.  And if you're wondering about the family part, read my other fic, White Wolf.  I think I'm going to add another chapter about a conversation Remus and Sirius have after PoA.  What do you think?