Order of the Phoenix Spoilers! In this chapter! No slash!
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I am the last Marauder. I never dreamed I would be the one to out live them all.
Peter, our Peter, if there ever was such a thing, died a long time ago with his innocence. He joined Voldemort's forces, and fell dead in my eyes. He is no longer with us.
James was next. He was the one I thought would live. He was always the strongest. The bravest. The favorite. He the first to become truly happy too. When he married Lily and had Harry, I thought he'd live the best life. And the longest. I miss him so. He was the first to become my friend. The first I told I was a werewolf, and he was also the most excepting. I always see him again in Harry. In almost everything he does, James is with him, even if Harry doesn't see that himself.
Sirius. My God. Saying his name again brings back a surge of tears. He wanted to go after Harry. Harry was all he lived for. After James's death, we grew closer, and had better days together, but he was only truly happy when he was with Harry, and Harry was happy. Harry was both Sirius's strength and weakness. Both savior and killer. Voldemort knew that, and used it against him.
I am the last Marauder, and it pains me so. The ones who helped me in school, the ones who made *my* life worth living, are now dead. And Harry's all I have now.
In fact, Harry is the one who keeps us all alive. To James, Harry and Lily were worth giving his life for them. And he proved that. Harry is the root of James as much as James is the root of Harry.
Harry was the root of Sirius. Sirius lived for Harry, because of his vow to James. James was Sirius's brother. The only reason Sirius lived after James was to live for Harry. Sirius was only happy when Harry was. He lived to make Harry's life good, his life happy. When Harry was strong, Sirius felt he could do anything, and could. When Harry was upset, Sirius plunged into deeper depression.
And now, I live for Harry. My friends are dead. My family is dead. I never felt as if I had a real family until I met James, Sirius and Peter. The old Peter. Now I must live for Harry, because I'm his only link. His only link to James, his father. His only link to Lily, his mother. His only link to Sirius, his godfather of whom he internally regarded as his father. His only link to any time in the past that might've been happy.
I must live for him.
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A/N: I rather regard that as a powerful piece. That was in Remus's point of view if you couldn't tell already. When Sirius died, I also though of Remus, who was now the last true Marauder. I feel Remus will definitely play a bigger part to Harry now, as he is the only link to his father and Sirius. I also think he'll be depressed.
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I am the last Marauder. I never dreamed I would be the one to out live them all.
Peter, our Peter, if there ever was such a thing, died a long time ago with his innocence. He joined Voldemort's forces, and fell dead in my eyes. He is no longer with us.
James was next. He was the one I thought would live. He was always the strongest. The bravest. The favorite. He the first to become truly happy too. When he married Lily and had Harry, I thought he'd live the best life. And the longest. I miss him so. He was the first to become my friend. The first I told I was a werewolf, and he was also the most excepting. I always see him again in Harry. In almost everything he does, James is with him, even if Harry doesn't see that himself.
Sirius. My God. Saying his name again brings back a surge of tears. He wanted to go after Harry. Harry was all he lived for. After James's death, we grew closer, and had better days together, but he was only truly happy when he was with Harry, and Harry was happy. Harry was both Sirius's strength and weakness. Both savior and killer. Voldemort knew that, and used it against him.
I am the last Marauder, and it pains me so. The ones who helped me in school, the ones who made *my* life worth living, are now dead. And Harry's all I have now.
In fact, Harry is the one who keeps us all alive. To James, Harry and Lily were worth giving his life for them. And he proved that. Harry is the root of James as much as James is the root of Harry.
Harry was the root of Sirius. Sirius lived for Harry, because of his vow to James. James was Sirius's brother. The only reason Sirius lived after James was to live for Harry. Sirius was only happy when Harry was. He lived to make Harry's life good, his life happy. When Harry was strong, Sirius felt he could do anything, and could. When Harry was upset, Sirius plunged into deeper depression.
And now, I live for Harry. My friends are dead. My family is dead. I never felt as if I had a real family until I met James, Sirius and Peter. The old Peter. Now I must live for Harry, because I'm his only link. His only link to James, his father. His only link to Lily, his mother. His only link to Sirius, his godfather of whom he internally regarded as his father. His only link to any time in the past that might've been happy.
I must live for him.
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A/N: I rather regard that as a powerful piece. That was in Remus's point of view if you couldn't tell already. When Sirius died, I also though of Remus, who was now the last true Marauder. I feel Remus will definitely play a bigger part to Harry now, as he is the only link to his father and Sirius. I also think he'll be depressed.