(Dislcaimer; *blahblah* nothing *blahblah* me *blahblah* owning etc…)
Alas, the last chapter *sob* it's here…you don't want it to be, but it is…
Actually, I hate to break it to y'all but this is just a little Bad-Angst-y epilogue to make me feel better about Rem. Or worse. You decide…
Epilogue –Remus
Diary,
This isn't Tulah. Well, you must have guessed that already, our handwriting isn't exactly alike. She left this at School when she went, and somehow I don't think she'll need it any more.
She and Sirius are, in the immortal words of Lily Evans, sickeningly happy together. I suppose I ought to be jealous, but I can't seem to summon up the energy…
So. It's the end of the summer term. We all passed our N.E.W.Ts - Tulah beat everyone but Sirius and James, and we all got just about straight Os.
Sirius, Lily and James are going in for Auror training. I'd love to join them, but werewolves aren't allowed, so I'm going to try for a post at Gringotts. Tulah wants to be a teacher at Hogwarts, Merlin knows why; she's having preparation under McGonagall which disgusts James no end.
Peter has taken to hanging round with Lindsay (who has a different guy on her arm every week) and that Slytherin lot. He insists they're not as bad as we think, but I'm afraid he's wrong…
Then there's me. Remus Lupin. I don't have a girlfriend, I don't have a house; I won't even have a job if I fail for the Gringotts interview.
But. I'm alive, and I've got the best friends anyone could ask for.
So I'll end this by signing myself,
Yours sincerely, guys
Remus Lupin.
(A/N; *is choked by tears* I'll miss you guys…wish me GCSE luck…hell, I need it! Byebye…
All my love
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