Author's Note: This is my first time trying out this kind of fic. I'd really appreciate everyone's opinion, be it good or bad. Please review, I really need to hear from you. I want to continue, but I also want to hear what you guys think. Thanks to my beta Liz, who rocks my world and inspires me all the time.

Remus Lupin was asleep, well that's what he currently believed. At the moment he thought that he was tucked away safely in his bed, and that the past 2 hours had just been a bad dream; a horrible reverie in which he would shortly awake from, unscathed. Remus Lupin was quite mistaken.

Remus Lupin was unaware of how close he was to his former best friends. He had not the foggiest idea that the next time his eyelids would flutter open the person he's longed for for the past 10 years would be standing before him. He was also oblivious to the fact that he would be face to face with one of his closest confidants, the one that he lost that fateful day when a "friend" had betrayed him. And of course, he was completely incognizant that he would shortly be seeing the woman who stole one of his best friend's hearts.

For Remus Lupin, the past 25 years of his life had been a living hell. One death succeeded the next. First it was the death of Lily and James Potter; their death had been the beginning of the end for him. Next was the death that definitely hit him the absolute hardest, Sirius Black. Words cannot adequately define what he meant to Remus. Once, Remus had tried to put down in words what his best friend and lover had meant to him but gave up after a few hours of unsatisfactory work. They knew what they had, and that was good enough for Remus. The year after Sirius' death, Harry Potter's own followed. For the first time Remus had to deal with a self-inflicted death. A year without his godfather seemed too much for him to bear, so he took his own life on the one-year anniversary of Sirius' death. Unfortunately for Remus, the one-year anniversary of Sirius' death happened to be the day James and Lily had been murdered.

Remus Lupin knew that Sirius would want him to be happy, but no matter who he met, what he did, nothing ever gave him a sense of happiness. Only in his dreams was he at peace. His heart belonged to one, and one only. After a while Remus just stopped trying. It was the day that Draco Malfoy showed up at Harry's grave on the 5-year anniversary of his death that Remus realized he was not alone. Draco was grieving for Harry as much as Remus was for Sirius. Draco and Remus became grieving partners, and eventually moved in together. They gave each other a sense of hope; they also provided each other constant support and an eternal shoulder to cry on. In Remus' eyes, Draco was the sole reason for his sanity, for his carrying on.

But all that was the past, and now, although unaware, Remus Lupin could finally be at peace.

Remus' eyes slowly opened and his lips moved to form a single word.

"Padfoot."