Remus looked at the letter that Sirius had sent him. He had pondered for
days if it was worth it going back. People surly wouldn't want him
teaching again. Although he knew that Dumbledore would easily defend him he
doubted if it was going to be the right choice. He had made so many wrong
ones in life.
Peter being innocent, Sirius being guilty, thinking he'd be fine everything was wrong. His family had betrayed him when he was younger he went foster home to foster home concealing his powers and sneaking out during the full moon. He was 6 when he got bit. From then on it was an emotional roller coaster he had been riding.
He battled psychic vampires his whole life. They kept tearing him apart for years. But he never showed it. He was always the type to keep things in and let them rip him apart till he was just barely living and he would scream and let it out and then it would just happen again.
He had finally left the Black Forest and was back at his small cottage in England. It was in the outskirts of a town and didn't show that the man living there had a lot of money. It was run down had a small kitchen, a small dining room and 2 bedrooms and if you could count it a living room with almost no roof that he had been trying to patch for the past few weeks. The hail storms were horrible and were taking a toll on the weakest parts of the roof. There was a cobble stone walk way and small plants all over. It looked that if he hadn't taken care of the rundown house it would have been covered with plants by now.
Around the front there was a natural garden which brought some life into Remus so he didn't feel like dying. There was a creek in the back which at one point some unicorns were spotted but left after the smelled a man in the area. Especially if one was a werewolf at that.
Looking around at his defectively bachelor pad he smiled a little ad went to his desk and wrote his reply to Albus Dumbledore.
Peter being innocent, Sirius being guilty, thinking he'd be fine everything was wrong. His family had betrayed him when he was younger he went foster home to foster home concealing his powers and sneaking out during the full moon. He was 6 when he got bit. From then on it was an emotional roller coaster he had been riding.
He battled psychic vampires his whole life. They kept tearing him apart for years. But he never showed it. He was always the type to keep things in and let them rip him apart till he was just barely living and he would scream and let it out and then it would just happen again.
He had finally left the Black Forest and was back at his small cottage in England. It was in the outskirts of a town and didn't show that the man living there had a lot of money. It was run down had a small kitchen, a small dining room and 2 bedrooms and if you could count it a living room with almost no roof that he had been trying to patch for the past few weeks. The hail storms were horrible and were taking a toll on the weakest parts of the roof. There was a cobble stone walk way and small plants all over. It looked that if he hadn't taken care of the rundown house it would have been covered with plants by now.
Around the front there was a natural garden which brought some life into Remus so he didn't feel like dying. There was a creek in the back which at one point some unicorns were spotted but left after the smelled a man in the area. Especially if one was a werewolf at that.
Looking around at his defectively bachelor pad he smiled a little ad went to his desk and wrote his reply to Albus Dumbledore.
