Remus' P.O.V.

I sit on the train,
The train that first brought me to Hogwarts
In fact, I think I'm in the same seat.
I'm going to the place of my greatest happiness
And deepest regrets.

You'd laugh at that,
That brutal laugh of yours that cut to the core.
I can almost hear you speak to me of the folly of living in the past,
Something you rarely did.

I saw you the same time Lily did.
Standing in darkness on that sunny day,
Ignoring the confusion around you.
What to me was painful to hear, being unable to participate.
Was just a bunch of necessary noise to you.

I ended up beside you, waiting to be sorted.
I'll bet you never knew why I did it.
You were always suspecting a trap,
But you were more open back then.

I drew into your shadow,
Hoping that your coldness might protect me.
That somehow, your uncaring attitude
Might transfer in some way to me.
I didn't want to feel anything.

And you were stronger than you knew.
It was frightening to feel that.
That's why people didn't trust you.
But that never bothered you, did it?

I remember thinking then
That you were sorted wrong,
You a Slytherin?
During your first few years,
I could've sworn I was right.

Then you changed.
You went from being Sirius' target
To his rival in games,
But yours were more insidious.

It shocked him when you retaliated.
He'd never known anyone-save Lily
Who would dare such a thing.
But he made you bleed, didn't he?
We all did.

We could make you bleed,
But never cry.
I think I saw that only once.
It was a sight I'd never forget.

You were with Lily,
She looked so frightened,
I almost made myself known.
But I looked again and saw
Her green eyes.

They were focused on you, in trust.
A contradiction when one thought of her expression.
But they were trusting,
She believed in you.

Out of us all,
Only she saw the truth.
You never did chase her away again,
Did you?
I remember her strong will all to well.

I wonder if her son is like that?
Will he be able to see beyond your layers?
Layers that I, trapped like you,
Could not see beyond?

Knowing you,
You'll make it impossible for him.
As you have done for everyone.
You always loved to puzzle people.
It was child's play to you.

And his looks don't help.
I've seen him.
Not quite innocent,
But not fully aware.

He looks like James.
But his eyes stop the comparison.
Those stunning eyes are hers.
James' spirit,
Lily's will.

It's a scary thought when one considers it.
You have some idea about what you're up against,
Having experienced Lily at her best,
But you don't really know.

I could almost pity you,
If he ever decided to pick up the gauntlet
That you've always tossed down.
Merlyn help you if he does,
For I won't.

The End.

Author's Note: There might be some hints of slashiness. If there are, they were unintentional. I think that this is the last one I'll be doing. Thank you to all who read and enjoyed these pieces.