Everything had gone perfectly. The whole day was as perfect as a day could be, but Remus Lupin felt horrible.
He shivered as he waited for her to come down from her dormitory, even though he was sitting right beside the fire. The full moon was coming again soon. Tonight was the night he had to break up with her.
His stomach was doing flip flops. He didn't want to break up with her. Inside he was crying, the one he loved most, and the one who had loved him back he was going to break up with tonight. He stared solemnly at the fire. He didn't even notice that Mercy had come down the stairs and was watching him, observing; he was too wrapped up in his thoughts.
***
Mercy watched him. She loved everything about him, from his soft eyes, to his brilliant mind, the way he gave that crooked smile, and the way his tie hung sideways. She loved him, she loved him so much, she dreamed about marrying him at night, she dreamed about their family they would share, and when they would grow old together. She was truly, deeply, in love with the boy that stared at the fire named Remus Lupin.
But something was to happen to her in a few weeks that would not make any of what she dreamed of come true.
***
They had finally made their way to the lake, and were holding hands. Remus lifted her hand to his mouth and kissed it.
"Mercy, you know I love you, right?"
"Of course I know that, and you know I love you too,"
Remus sighed, this was not going to be easy. He remembered, better her being mad at me, then her being dead and not being able to be mad at me.
"Mercy…." his voice broke.
"Remus…."
"Stop that!" he swung around so that he was facing her.
"What is it? What's the matter?"
Remus sighed, he could feel tears building up behind his eyes.
"Mercy, I love you so much, I really do. But in the end, it's not going to work out."
She gave him a blank look, Remus didn't say anything more, he couldn't bring himself to make eye contact.
It finally dawned on her, that this was it.
"But…. Why?" she gasped out.
He didn't say anything, he didn't know what to say. "Mercy," he looked up. He wished he hadn't, silent tears were streaming down her face. And that triggered his to start to. "Mercy, please don't cry," He hugged her.
She didn't hug back.