A/N: what, you thought I could resist putting up another chapter to this?
Ha! This is for the reviewer who said 'Something' was too sweet. :(
Slightly angsty: Lupin finally visits his daughter's grave thirteen years after her death. (Set the summer after Harry's third year.)
"Let It Be"-
*When I find myself in times of trouble, mother Mary comes to me.*
"Anna, why did you die?" Lupin demanded of the tiny grave in front of him. "So young-a life to live-Why not I?"
*Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.*
The thin, tired man rested a hand on the tombstone. It was chilly; the werewolf's breath misted frostily in front of his drawn out, pale face.
*And in my hour of darkness, she is standing right in front of me. Speaking words of wisdom; let it be.*
He sobbed silently to himself, salty tears splashing faintly on the granite '5' that began the unknown dead code that marked Anna's grave.
"Werewolf tears," Remus murmered to himself. "The only known remedy for Avada Kedavra." He smiled weakly. "How Ironic. Werewolves don't cry."
*Let it be, Let it Be, Let it Be, Let it Be, Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.*
Lupin's wife and daughter had beenin hiding when Lucius Malfoy attacked them. But his wife, Melpomene, escaped after Anna died.
Nobody could ever recognise someone who died under the Fidelus Charm; her body was forever unidentifiable, unless the Secret-Keeper broke his sacred promise.
Finally, Sirius Black, the Secret-Keeper, had escaped from Azkaban, and Lupin had been able to find his daughter's grave. To mourn her at last.
*And when the broken-hearted people living in the world agree, there will be an answer, let it be.*
"A whole life, gone in a night," Moony whispered angrily to himself. "And who knows if Melpomene is still alive." he wept bitterly. "I guess I was wrong. I did have a heart to be broken."
*For though they may be parted, there is still a chance that they will see, there will be an answer, let it be.*
Lupin drew a hand across his face in anguish, teary eyes turned to the starless purple-grey sky. "My life-why was it spared? It is worth nothing-nothing!" He cried at the crescent moon.
"For what purpose has the life of a beggar werewolf?"
*Let it be, Let it be, Let it Be, Let it be, yeah,
There will be an answer, let it be.*
As if in response, it began to pour, steadily pouring down, washing the tears from Remus's face.
*Let it be, Let it be, Let it be, Let it be, Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.*
He sighed quietly, smothing back his soaking brown-grey hair.
*Let it Be, Let it be, Let it be, Let it be, Whisper words of wisdom, Let it be.*
Lupin drew his wand out of his pocket, pressing it reverently to the number on his daughter's grave. " 'Anna Lupin' Signum." he murmered softly, allowing himself a smile as her name etched itself into the stone.
*And when the night is cloudy. ther is still a light that shines on me, Shine until tomorrow, let it be.*
Returning the wand to his pocket, the lonesome werewolf stood to leave. He placed his lips affectionately to the cold stone. "Farewell for now, my child. I love you." He whispered, tears making him choke.
*I wake up to the sound of music, mother Mary comes to me, speaking words of wisdom, let it be.*
Remus shivered slightly as he imagined Melpomene's head resting on his shoulder. "My love," he spoke to the memory. "If you're both in heaven tell our baby I love her."
*Let it Be, Let it be, Let it be, Yeah,Let it be. There will be an answer, Let it be.*
Drawing his hood over his head and shutting the huge iron gate behind him, the great Moony left the cemetary.
*Let it be, Let it be, Let it be, Yeah, let it be. There will be an answer, let it be.*
There were always Harry and Sirius to protect, he supposed. 'The two brave idiots don't have a brain between them.,' He thought with a hidden grin.
*Let it be, Let it be, Let it be, Yeah let it be, Whisper words of wisdom, Let it be.*
Ha! This is for the reviewer who said 'Something' was too sweet. :(
Slightly angsty: Lupin finally visits his daughter's grave thirteen years after her death. (Set the summer after Harry's third year.)
"Let It Be"-
*When I find myself in times of trouble, mother Mary comes to me.*
"Anna, why did you die?" Lupin demanded of the tiny grave in front of him. "So young-a life to live-Why not I?"
*Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.*
The thin, tired man rested a hand on the tombstone. It was chilly; the werewolf's breath misted frostily in front of his drawn out, pale face.
*And in my hour of darkness, she is standing right in front of me. Speaking words of wisdom; let it be.*
He sobbed silently to himself, salty tears splashing faintly on the granite '5' that began the unknown dead code that marked Anna's grave.
"Werewolf tears," Remus murmered to himself. "The only known remedy for Avada Kedavra." He smiled weakly. "How Ironic. Werewolves don't cry."
*Let it be, Let it Be, Let it Be, Let it Be, Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.*
Lupin's wife and daughter had beenin hiding when Lucius Malfoy attacked them. But his wife, Melpomene, escaped after Anna died.
Nobody could ever recognise someone who died under the Fidelus Charm; her body was forever unidentifiable, unless the Secret-Keeper broke his sacred promise.
Finally, Sirius Black, the Secret-Keeper, had escaped from Azkaban, and Lupin had been able to find his daughter's grave. To mourn her at last.
*And when the broken-hearted people living in the world agree, there will be an answer, let it be.*
"A whole life, gone in a night," Moony whispered angrily to himself. "And who knows if Melpomene is still alive." he wept bitterly. "I guess I was wrong. I did have a heart to be broken."
*For though they may be parted, there is still a chance that they will see, there will be an answer, let it be.*
Lupin drew a hand across his face in anguish, teary eyes turned to the starless purple-grey sky. "My life-why was it spared? It is worth nothing-nothing!" He cried at the crescent moon.
"For what purpose has the life of a beggar werewolf?"
*Let it be, Let it be, Let it Be, Let it be, yeah,
There will be an answer, let it be.*
As if in response, it began to pour, steadily pouring down, washing the tears from Remus's face.
*Let it be, Let it be, Let it be, Let it be, Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.*
He sighed quietly, smothing back his soaking brown-grey hair.
*Let it Be, Let it be, Let it be, Let it be, Whisper words of wisdom, Let it be.*
Lupin drew his wand out of his pocket, pressing it reverently to the number on his daughter's grave. " 'Anna Lupin' Signum." he murmered softly, allowing himself a smile as her name etched itself into the stone.
*And when the night is cloudy. ther is still a light that shines on me, Shine until tomorrow, let it be.*
Returning the wand to his pocket, the lonesome werewolf stood to leave. He placed his lips affectionately to the cold stone. "Farewell for now, my child. I love you." He whispered, tears making him choke.
*I wake up to the sound of music, mother Mary comes to me, speaking words of wisdom, let it be.*
Remus shivered slightly as he imagined Melpomene's head resting on his shoulder. "My love," he spoke to the memory. "If you're both in heaven tell our baby I love her."
*Let it Be, Let it be, Let it be, Yeah,Let it be. There will be an answer, Let it be.*
Drawing his hood over his head and shutting the huge iron gate behind him, the great Moony left the cemetary.
*Let it be, Let it be, Let it be, Yeah, let it be. There will be an answer, let it be.*
There were always Harry and Sirius to protect, he supposed. 'The two brave idiots don't have a brain between them.,' He thought with a hidden grin.
*Let it be, Let it be, Let it be, Yeah let it be, Whisper words of wisdom, Let it be.*
