A/N: Manymanymany much thanks to Jemma Blackwell, who has
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again! ^_^
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places- worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere- going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression- no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow- no tomorrow
Remus Lupin lifted up a tear-streaked face as the memories of his teenage tears at Hogwarts slowed. Those were the memories that he had kept locked for all the time that it was rumored that Sirius had betrayed James and Lily. Those were the best memories that he had. The first years. Those after they left Hogwarts were almost as beloved, but he couldn't get rid of the nagging feeling that he should have seen something. Something that would have let him know that Sirius was going to betray them all. And yet, deep in his heart, in the area reserved only for Sirius, Lupin knew that he was wrong. All that time, he knew that the reports were wrong, that Sirius could not have done anything like that. Not to the parents of his godchild.
Not many outside the original group knew that Harry Potter was Lupin's godchild as well. He and Sirius had been living together when he was born, and the Potters considered it something of a housewarming gift combined with a wedding gift, to make them godparents of Harry. Lupin smiled faintly, and looked again around the room that was Sirius' tomb. There had been no body to recover, so there was no real proof that he was dead. Lupin shook his head, sending fresh tears over the stone floor as Sirius' voice rang in his ears "Denial's not just a river in Egypt." He smiled at the memories of all the times that Sirius had said that to both him and James, the most rememberable when James joined them in their weekly dinner and game session and announced that he would be a father. James, being James, had tried to hide when the two showered him with baby items that he would need.
Thinking on that, and of memories that he had not thought of in years, Lupin got off the floor and began to walk around the room, remembering where each of the members of the Order, and the children from Hogwarts had fallen. Now he was ready to face the stone platform that had supported the arch that Sirius had fallen through.
'It was the way that Sirius would have liked it. There was no body, so there would always be the few who didn't quite believe that he was dead.' Lupin thought as he climbed onto the raised platform. 'Of course, I don't thing that he would have wanted me to be the one who wondered, and in so much pain, but there you are.' With that thought, Lupin lay down where he had last seen his lover and sobbed until he thought he could cry no more, and fell into a dreamless sleep.
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places- worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere- going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression- no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow- no tomorrow
Remus Lupin lifted up a tear-streaked face as the memories of his teenage tears at Hogwarts slowed. Those were the memories that he had kept locked for all the time that it was rumored that Sirius had betrayed James and Lily. Those were the best memories that he had. The first years. Those after they left Hogwarts were almost as beloved, but he couldn't get rid of the nagging feeling that he should have seen something. Something that would have let him know that Sirius was going to betray them all. And yet, deep in his heart, in the area reserved only for Sirius, Lupin knew that he was wrong. All that time, he knew that the reports were wrong, that Sirius could not have done anything like that. Not to the parents of his godchild.
Not many outside the original group knew that Harry Potter was Lupin's godchild as well. He and Sirius had been living together when he was born, and the Potters considered it something of a housewarming gift combined with a wedding gift, to make them godparents of Harry. Lupin smiled faintly, and looked again around the room that was Sirius' tomb. There had been no body to recover, so there was no real proof that he was dead. Lupin shook his head, sending fresh tears over the stone floor as Sirius' voice rang in his ears "Denial's not just a river in Egypt." He smiled at the memories of all the times that Sirius had said that to both him and James, the most rememberable when James joined them in their weekly dinner and game session and announced that he would be a father. James, being James, had tried to hide when the two showered him with baby items that he would need.
Thinking on that, and of memories that he had not thought of in years, Lupin got off the floor and began to walk around the room, remembering where each of the members of the Order, and the children from Hogwarts had fallen. Now he was ready to face the stone platform that had supported the arch that Sirius had fallen through.
'It was the way that Sirius would have liked it. There was no body, so there would always be the few who didn't quite believe that he was dead.' Lupin thought as he climbed onto the raised platform. 'Of course, I don't thing that he would have wanted me to be the one who wondered, and in so much pain, but there you are.' With that thought, Lupin lay down where he had last seen his lover and sobbed until he thought he could cry no more, and fell into a dreamless sleep.
