Chap. 2 His justice.
The house was incredibly small... and said to be shabby by others.
But to the man who lived in it. it was perfectly fine. There was only
one light glimmering within the house tonight.. A small red candle
burned dimly at the desk, as its inhabitant sat reading a rather
tattered looking book.
A few of Remus lupin's longish ,sandy, brown hair tresses fell in his
face as he turned a page, sighing in sadness. He closed the book,
knowing that once again he would not be able to concentrate on
reading. He had held it together for the past few months, rarely
crying, standing strong.. Doing the best he could to cope with the
engulfing loneliness that was now upon him.
They were gone.. All of them. His 3 best friends.. His never ceasing
strength... all gone. His eyes began to well up.. He didn't want to
hold it in any longer.. But he had to.. Perhaps if he held it in. it
would make it less real. less painful.
Remus slowly layed his head in his arms on the desk.. His eyes heavy
and burning with unreleased tears.
"No." he murmered.. The memories taking over his mind once again.. The
memories. the unrelenting nightmares. the worst sort of nightmares...
the ones that come true. Yes.. His nightmares had surely come true..
Not only did he lose 1 best friend. but all..all the love and
happiness he knew was all taken. gone for as long as he would live.
Which desperately he hoped would not be much longer..
"Why..." remus whispered. his sadness now beginning to turn into
anger. He could no longer hold back the tears. he was angry.. He had
trusted him. trusted him with his life.. With everything. Lily and
james had trusted him!! Trusted him with their lives as well as
harry's! How could he..
Suddenly there was a tapping at Remus's window.. He half heartedly
lifted his head to look at the suspected window. Much to his surprise
he saw an owl.. One which he did not recognize. Slowly he got up and
walked over to the window, opening it quietly, he let the bird in.
Staring at it for a moment.. Remus pondered.. Then untied the letter
from its leg.
He stared in horror at the handwriting that addressed the parchment.
He knew it very well in fact... but it couldn't be.. He wouldn't dare
have the nerve... The writing was indeed Sirius blacks.
Remus's eyes stung terribly as he stared at the rolled paper. He
wiped them hastily... then took a deep breath.. unrolled the parchment
and began to read...
The expressions on his face were far from forgiving... the grief was
finally starting to overtake the man He had once been... after he
finished he folded the parchment and set it in his desk drawer..
gripping his hand into a fist. So many emotions all at once.. Surging
through him. Doubt, sadness, betrayal, wonder, anger, hatred.
"Forgiveness.. you dare to ask me for forgiveness Sirius.?" remus
said lowly, now sitting down in his chair, a quill and parchment at
hand. He quickly began to write.. His anger and vigor pouring onto
the paper... Sirius Black had the nerve to write him. and now he would
hear what needs to be said..
The will to live for remus now, was miniscule.. but there were things
that kept him going... kept him alive to live another tormentuous
day... Justice..
.Remus rolled up the piece of parchment and attached it to the owls
leg..he opened his window once more, letting the bird take flight..
Justice was his strength.. His saving grace.
The house was incredibly small... and said to be shabby by others.
But to the man who lived in it. it was perfectly fine. There was only
one light glimmering within the house tonight.. A small red candle
burned dimly at the desk, as its inhabitant sat reading a rather
tattered looking book.
A few of Remus lupin's longish ,sandy, brown hair tresses fell in his
face as he turned a page, sighing in sadness. He closed the book,
knowing that once again he would not be able to concentrate on
reading. He had held it together for the past few months, rarely
crying, standing strong.. Doing the best he could to cope with the
engulfing loneliness that was now upon him.
They were gone.. All of them. His 3 best friends.. His never ceasing
strength... all gone. His eyes began to well up.. He didn't want to
hold it in any longer.. But he had to.. Perhaps if he held it in. it
would make it less real. less painful.
Remus slowly layed his head in his arms on the desk.. His eyes heavy
and burning with unreleased tears.
"No." he murmered.. The memories taking over his mind once again.. The
memories. the unrelenting nightmares. the worst sort of nightmares...
the ones that come true. Yes.. His nightmares had surely come true..
Not only did he lose 1 best friend. but all..all the love and
happiness he knew was all taken. gone for as long as he would live.
Which desperately he hoped would not be much longer..
"Why..." remus whispered. his sadness now beginning to turn into
anger. He could no longer hold back the tears. he was angry.. He had
trusted him. trusted him with his life.. With everything. Lily and
james had trusted him!! Trusted him with their lives as well as
harry's! How could he..
Suddenly there was a tapping at Remus's window.. He half heartedly
lifted his head to look at the suspected window. Much to his surprise
he saw an owl.. One which he did not recognize. Slowly he got up and
walked over to the window, opening it quietly, he let the bird in.
Staring at it for a moment.. Remus pondered.. Then untied the letter
from its leg.
He stared in horror at the handwriting that addressed the parchment.
He knew it very well in fact... but it couldn't be.. He wouldn't dare
have the nerve... The writing was indeed Sirius blacks.
Remus's eyes stung terribly as he stared at the rolled paper. He
wiped them hastily... then took a deep breath.. unrolled the parchment
and began to read...
The expressions on his face were far from forgiving... the grief was
finally starting to overtake the man He had once been... after he
finished he folded the parchment and set it in his desk drawer..
gripping his hand into a fist. So many emotions all at once.. Surging
through him. Doubt, sadness, betrayal, wonder, anger, hatred.
"Forgiveness.. you dare to ask me for forgiveness Sirius.?" remus
said lowly, now sitting down in his chair, a quill and parchment at
hand. He quickly began to write.. His anger and vigor pouring onto
the paper... Sirius Black had the nerve to write him. and now he would
hear what needs to be said..
The will to live for remus now, was miniscule.. but there were things
that kept him going... kept him alive to live another tormentuous
day... Justice..
.Remus rolled up the piece of parchment and attached it to the owls
leg..he opened his window once more, letting the bird take flight..
Justice was his strength.. His saving grace.