Quote again from "Our Farewell". Sad, sad chapter... :,-(

Wednesday November 3, 1981.

"But there is nothing but silence now

Around the one I loved"

It was still cold. There was fog hanging in the trees of the forest near the graveyard. Remus looked at the trees, then at the gravestones at his feet. They read: James Potter – 25/7/1960 – 31/10/1981  and Lily Evans-Potter – 22/4/1960 – 31/10/1981. A few feet away from him, Remus could hear professor Dumbledore, professor McGonagall and Hagrid talking to each other. They were the only people here. He could hear professor McGonagall say: "No one from the Evans family?"

"They didn't want to come. Lily's parents are dead, and the Dursleys refused, although I did wrote in my letter where it was." That was Dumbledore.

"An´ lill´ Harry livin´ with them. Still can't understan´ why you did it, professor" growled Hagrid.

"It was the best way. They are his only living relatives. He couldn't live with Sirius. We all know what happened to him" Dumbledore said sharply. "I don't want to hear about it again! You know what happened and why I did it. Now quit the subject!"

Yes, thought Remus. We do know what happened to Sirius! Sirius was caught and almost immediately send to Azkaban, the wizard-prison. He would be the most heavily guarded prisoner, said the Daily Prophet.

Remus heard professor McGonagall and Hagrid say goodbye to Dumbledore. He could hear them walking down to the gate of the graveyard. Dumbledore came standing next to him, also looking down at the gravestones. Finally, he said: "It's sad. Not only for you, or me, or Harry. It is also sad for Sirius. Azkaban is terrible, and I wish nobody a stay there."

"I hope he dies in there. And I hope he dies a slow, painful death, all alone, without friends" said Remus angrily.

"No." Dumbledore shook his head. "You cant mean that."

Remus laughed a hollow laugh. "Oh, do I mean that!"

Dumbledore raised his hand to put it on Remus´ shoulder, but he stepped aside. He didn't want pity and he didn't want hands on his shoulder. It was just like that doctor, so many years ago, in the hospital, where they told him he was a werewolf. He had never been normal after that. Remus hated to be different. He hated to be alone. Finally, he had had friends, and it was Sirius´ fault he was the only one left. He was alone again.

Dumbledore sighed. "Will you ever be able to forgive him?" he asked in a soft voice.

"No. Never. There is no forgiveness for things like this." Remus´ eyes told Dumbledore not to try and ask it again. He nodded. "Are you coming with me? You can stay at Hogwarts this night" he suggested.

"No, I'm sorry." Remus looked up at the sky. "Full moon tonight. You better get going."

"You know, maybe they found a cure for it. They're working on a potion."     

"Please, leave" whispered Remus, looking away.  

Dumbledore sighed again and finally left. Remus looked at the sky again. There were still clouds for the moon, and it was not completely dark. He still had enough time to get deep into the forest. The people of Godric´s Hollow wouldn't be haunted by a werewolf tonight. He stroke his hair out of his eyes. He had discovered his first grey hairs his morning, while he was only 21 years old. He took a last look at the gravestones, deciding he would never came back to Godric´s Hollow, to this graveyard and to the ruined house of the Potters. He started walking into the forest, breathing the familiar smell. He was used to forests.

It was completely dark when he stopped at last, at a large open spot in the middle of the woods. He looked up at the sky again. He saw the clouds moving. Then, the first glimpse of the full moon appeared. He could feel the familiar trembling in his limbs. He looked for the last time, thinking about his days at Hogwarts. About the days he was a werewolf and he, James, Sirius and Peter haunted the grounds. He saw a big cloud move and finally, the light of the full moon hit him. He was always amazed at how beautiful she was. His limbs shook uncontrollably. He had one last human thought before the wolf in him took complete control of him: I've always been alone, and I always will be. Thanks to you, Sirius…