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Chapter Two: Reactions
Severus stumbled out of the fireplace and fell clumsily to his knees in the middle of a small living room. He didn't try to stand back up he knew that his legs wouldn't hold him up. He hoped to God that Remus was home as he glanced around the darkened room. Severus looked back down at the letter in his hands and tried suppress a sob that was threatening to break through. He managed to keep it held in for about three seconds and then when he felt that he couldn't hold himself together any longer he screamed "Remus!" and then collapsed on the cold floor.
Remus had been lying on his bed wide-awake unable to sleep. His head ached from the last memory flash. For the past month he had been having these flashed of things that he didn't understand, memories that couldn't have been his. But they seemed so familiar, like something from a dream. He kept seeing glimpses of a beautiful woman with warm chocolate brown eyes and hair the color of honey that reached to the middle of her back. Whenever he saw this woman in these flashes he was overwhelmed with emotions; joy, happiness, contentment, and then longing and despair. He had been having these same flashes over and over again nothing ever changed in them they were always the same. But tonight before he had got ready for bed he had another flash only this time it was different.
In the flash he had been standing in some sort of mediwitches office starring at a door and the end of a hallway. A few seconds later he watched as the woman from the previous flashes walk out of the room and toward him. When she reached him she was smiling brilliantly. That was when he noticed what she was wearing. She had on a pale blue maternity robe that partially hid her rounded stomach. What happened next he will remember for the rest of his life. She had reached out and grasped his hand and guided it to her swollen middle. And then there under his hand he felt something shift and press against the weight of his hand. When he looked back up into the woman's eyes she was radiating happiness, and then the flash faded from view leaving him feeling empty and unbearably alone.
Remus ran his hand through his sandy gray hair tiredly. He didn't understand what was happening to him. It was like he had two sets of memories stuck in one person. He felt like he was going crazy. Remus was
just about ready to roll out of bed when he heard someone scream his name from the other side of the house. Frozen in mid roll his mind reeled in terror, and then leaping with a burst of energy he tore into the living room and was stopped dead with what he saw.
Severus Snape, the man that had loathed him and his friends for the better part of twenty years was sitting on his knees sobbing with a yellowed letter clasped in his hand.
"Severus?" Remus asked quietly so not to startle the man. "What's wrong, has something happened?" He stood there stunned and not knowing what to do. There had to be something seriously wrong for Severus to come to his house of all places for one he couldn't remember ever seeing any type of emotion from Severus let alone crying,. It was because of this Remus was getting steadily more worried. When he noticed that Severus was trying to stand he rushed over to the other man's side and helped him to the sofa.
Severus looked up into the worried eyes of Remus Lupin and realized that they were going to be in the same damn boat and neither of them had the oar that would take them to the right answers. He took a deep breath and looked Remus straight in the eyes. "I got a magically delayed letter about an hour ago form someone who has been dead for the past sixteen years. I…I… had to come here, the letter involves you as well. You need to read it, that's the only way that you will understand all of it." Severus said shakily as he handed the yellowed letter to Remus, He heard Remus gasp when he recognized the handwriting of James Potter. He sat here quietly as Remus read through the letter. Several minutes later he found himself staring into the anguished amber eyes of his one time friend from so long ago.