Never fear...this is not the last chapter, but the story is going to take a
dramatic turn from being a romance to being an angst..I hope you guys will
still enjoy the story line, I just couldn't imagine this next section of
story being happy...
This is actually another story all together.. Dark Memories: The Tragedy of Lily and James..but I decided to lump it all together in one story this time...Well thank-you to all my reviews...This past chapter many of the reviews made me cry..Well happy reading...and never fear..I'll probably have another chapter up before the end of the night..
Nothing is my Own!
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Chapter 17: December Remembers
A unseen figure stands behind the happy group of seventh years and sees the camera snap the picture. She turns and slowly disappears.
December Noel O'Riley pulls herself out of the silvery liquid of the pensive. She saw so many memories floating around her. She again was in a dark cold room, alone. Tears were streaming down and her face, and her heart was aching.
On her desk was the picture taken the last night of her seventh year at Hogwarts. A smiling group of friends, looking forward to and dreading the future. The faces all smiling at her, waving in ignorance. It had been 20 years since that picture was taken.
Next to the picture was a tear stained letter written in familiar handwriting.
Dearest December,
I didn't want you hear the news from a stranger. It is tearing me apart to write this, but another one of our numbers has fallen. Sirius has joined Lily, James, Dreamy and Beth in the great unknown. I know we haven't spoken to one another since the tragedy of Lily and James, but you have to know the truth. Sirius was innocent. I cannot disclose any more in this letter in case it falls into the wrong hands. Just know, I spoke with him about you before his death, he loved you, and he wanted you to know that. I hope we can reunite soon. We have much to discuss.
Forever Yours,
Remus Lupin.
The letter had caught December O'Riley completely off guard. She glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Her tear stained face was so unfamiliar. Her once classic appearance had faded. Her once radiant hair now was short a dull. Her beautiful smile hidden by a deep longing sadness. A few more tears fell onto the paper, and December held her breath. She looked around her office in amusement. She had hidden from her past for sixteen years. That terrible October night when three of the people she had loved most in the world had been stripped away from her. Lily and James had in trusted her with their pensive. Because of the dark times, Lily felt that the pensive would be the only way for her son to know who his parents were. She was right. The night Voldemort killed them, Professor Dumbledore had delivered the Pensive to December's door. He told her she would know when to let Harry met his parents.
She hid in the office inside the Auror Academy most of the time. She was destined to become a famous Auror, but because of her pain, she had settled for a teaching position. She instructed would be Auror, it kept her busy and helped her forget.
December began sobbing uncontrollably. The picture still smiling back at her. All of them dead or worse. All of them except two. She wanted to forget about them, to move on with her life. She tried so many times to become someone different. Yet, she still remained unmarried, reclusive and completely alone. Her only comforts were the pensive and a few old memories that still lingered in her mind. Those memories reminded her of a happier time.
She picked up a letter from Hogwarts addressed to her. Professor Dumbledore had asked her to take on the Defense of Dark Arts position at Hogwarts. He had asked her every year for the past four years. She close her eyes, maybe it was time to take Dumbledore up on his offer. Going to Hogwarts meant she would have to confront her past. She had heard how much Harry looked like James, how he had Lily's eyes. It would be like seeing a ghost.
She thought back to Sirius, what had Remus meant, he was innocent. Sirius was one of the loves of December life. They had always been on again, off again. She had often said they were destined to fail. She had passed him for dead when he was thrown in Azkaban, he might as well have been. She never believed that he was a dead eater, she couldn't believe that he would kill James and Lily. But everything she knew, told her that he did.
When Sirius escaped from Azkaban, December felt more alive that she had in years. She always thought he'd burst through her door, and sweep her off her feet. Guilty or not, she would have run off with him. It was a happy thought that entered her mind of a daily basis. Now, this letter had killed her hope again. Sirius Black was dead, and it pained her to know that she'd never see him again.
December knew that the time was coming when she'd have to face Remus Lupin again. She missed Remus, but she wasn't sure who he was anymore. His life was difficult, and people hated him because of something he couldn't help. She loved Remus, but it was different than Sirius. She had almost torn the two friends apart on more than one occasion.
December wiped the back of her hand across her eyes. She felt so empty. For a brief moment she thought about responding to Remus letter, but she knew she wouldn't. It wasn't the right time. She received the letter almost three weeks earlier. Since then, the rumors had been confirmed. What she dreaded was becoming truth. Voldemort was back, and she couldn't hide any longer.
It was time to face her past, it was time to see Lupin again, and it was time to introduce Harry to his parents in the only way he every could. She stared at the pensive with desperation. She had viewed her Hogwarts memories may times, but always stopped before it went any further. Past those memories were just things she never wanted to see again. Yet, she knew the day would come where she would have to face them. She had to know what memories were in that small bowl before she could let Harry in.
She dipped her fingers into the silvery liquid, and felt herself fall again.
This is actually another story all together.. Dark Memories: The Tragedy of Lily and James..but I decided to lump it all together in one story this time...Well thank-you to all my reviews...This past chapter many of the reviews made me cry..Well happy reading...and never fear..I'll probably have another chapter up before the end of the night..
Nothing is my Own!
*****************************************************
Chapter 17: December Remembers
A unseen figure stands behind the happy group of seventh years and sees the camera snap the picture. She turns and slowly disappears.
December Noel O'Riley pulls herself out of the silvery liquid of the pensive. She saw so many memories floating around her. She again was in a dark cold room, alone. Tears were streaming down and her face, and her heart was aching.
On her desk was the picture taken the last night of her seventh year at Hogwarts. A smiling group of friends, looking forward to and dreading the future. The faces all smiling at her, waving in ignorance. It had been 20 years since that picture was taken.
Next to the picture was a tear stained letter written in familiar handwriting.
Dearest December,
I didn't want you hear the news from a stranger. It is tearing me apart to write this, but another one of our numbers has fallen. Sirius has joined Lily, James, Dreamy and Beth in the great unknown. I know we haven't spoken to one another since the tragedy of Lily and James, but you have to know the truth. Sirius was innocent. I cannot disclose any more in this letter in case it falls into the wrong hands. Just know, I spoke with him about you before his death, he loved you, and he wanted you to know that. I hope we can reunite soon. We have much to discuss.
Forever Yours,
Remus Lupin.
The letter had caught December O'Riley completely off guard. She glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Her tear stained face was so unfamiliar. Her once classic appearance had faded. Her once radiant hair now was short a dull. Her beautiful smile hidden by a deep longing sadness. A few more tears fell onto the paper, and December held her breath. She looked around her office in amusement. She had hidden from her past for sixteen years. That terrible October night when three of the people she had loved most in the world had been stripped away from her. Lily and James had in trusted her with their pensive. Because of the dark times, Lily felt that the pensive would be the only way for her son to know who his parents were. She was right. The night Voldemort killed them, Professor Dumbledore had delivered the Pensive to December's door. He told her she would know when to let Harry met his parents.
She hid in the office inside the Auror Academy most of the time. She was destined to become a famous Auror, but because of her pain, she had settled for a teaching position. She instructed would be Auror, it kept her busy and helped her forget.
December began sobbing uncontrollably. The picture still smiling back at her. All of them dead or worse. All of them except two. She wanted to forget about them, to move on with her life. She tried so many times to become someone different. Yet, she still remained unmarried, reclusive and completely alone. Her only comforts were the pensive and a few old memories that still lingered in her mind. Those memories reminded her of a happier time.
She picked up a letter from Hogwarts addressed to her. Professor Dumbledore had asked her to take on the Defense of Dark Arts position at Hogwarts. He had asked her every year for the past four years. She close her eyes, maybe it was time to take Dumbledore up on his offer. Going to Hogwarts meant she would have to confront her past. She had heard how much Harry looked like James, how he had Lily's eyes. It would be like seeing a ghost.
She thought back to Sirius, what had Remus meant, he was innocent. Sirius was one of the loves of December life. They had always been on again, off again. She had often said they were destined to fail. She had passed him for dead when he was thrown in Azkaban, he might as well have been. She never believed that he was a dead eater, she couldn't believe that he would kill James and Lily. But everything she knew, told her that he did.
When Sirius escaped from Azkaban, December felt more alive that she had in years. She always thought he'd burst through her door, and sweep her off her feet. Guilty or not, she would have run off with him. It was a happy thought that entered her mind of a daily basis. Now, this letter had killed her hope again. Sirius Black was dead, and it pained her to know that she'd never see him again.
December knew that the time was coming when she'd have to face Remus Lupin again. She missed Remus, but she wasn't sure who he was anymore. His life was difficult, and people hated him because of something he couldn't help. She loved Remus, but it was different than Sirius. She had almost torn the two friends apart on more than one occasion.
December wiped the back of her hand across her eyes. She felt so empty. For a brief moment she thought about responding to Remus letter, but she knew she wouldn't. It wasn't the right time. She received the letter almost three weeks earlier. Since then, the rumors had been confirmed. What she dreaded was becoming truth. Voldemort was back, and she couldn't hide any longer.
It was time to face her past, it was time to see Lupin again, and it was time to introduce Harry to his parents in the only way he every could. She stared at the pensive with desperation. She had viewed her Hogwarts memories may times, but always stopped before it went any further. Past those memories were just things she never wanted to see again. Yet, she knew the day would come where she would have to face them. She had to know what memories were in that small bowl before she could let Harry in.
She dipped her fingers into the silvery liquid, and felt herself fall again.