Disclaimer: I do not on Harry Potter or any of it for that matter. The whole lot of them belongs to JKR. Ok? Good
Author's Note: Hey guys! This is just some random thought I now put to use. And now on with the story.
He was smiling, laughing, yet his eyes full of shock. As his body was falling into a graceful arc, it seemed that time was slowing down. It seemed that time was slowing down foriyou/i.br
Dying. Living. Crying. Pain. These things were spinning around Remus Lupin's head like some top. Dying. Living. Crying. Pain.
He was tired, he was exhausted. Ever since his lover died, he did nothing more but to cry, lock himself in his room &
occassionally getting some water to keep himself hydrated. But as days, weeks, even months go by, none of these things seem to matter anymore. He just wanted to die.
Walking. Pacing. Running. Hiding. He wanted to run and hid himself from the world. He wanted to hide and to never be found again. He wanted to cry his heart out, cry until he ran out of tears and his throat felt like it was being torn apart. He wanted to run, run free, run loose, runawway from the rest of the world, better yet the universe and be with his lover. To be with him and to love again.
He was the only thing he had. He was the only thing he wanted. He was the only thing he ever needed. They were a team, they were partners, but most of all, they were a couple. His back on the other's warm slender back and vice versa. And now that the warmth was gone, he was left with nothing but the cold.
He shivered as the cold harsh breeze touched him. Clutching his arms as if it would do any good to keep him warm. Occassionally pacing by the drawer, debating with himself whether he should do it or not. Finally, maikng his final decision, Remus Lupin took a certain potion from his drawer and plopped onto his bed. As he tossed the vial from one hand onto the other, his mind started to wonder once again if this was the best thing for Harry, most importantly for him. He didn't know what to do. He was plainly confused.
Yes, he is being selfish if he took the potion. But isn't he allowed to be happy? Half his life was pure misery. Just this once,
can't he be happy without thinking about the others? Just this once, can't he be selfish and just be happy for himself? Finally he decided to do it. All for the sake of my happiness. he thought. "Not even death will ever part us Sirius. Not even death." As he took every drop of that potion, Remus Lupin fell into a very deep sleep. One that he will no longer wake up from.
FIN
A/N: so how'd you guys like it...or not? Anyway, I was feeling kinda gothic or sorta miserable so I decided to right a story that'll reflect my mood today. plz review. Onegai! puppy dog eyes
Author's Note: Hey guys! This is just some random thought I now put to use. And now on with the story.
He was smiling, laughing, yet his eyes full of shock. As his body was falling into a graceful arc, it seemed that time was slowing down. It seemed that time was slowing down foriyou/i.br
Dying. Living. Crying. Pain. These things were spinning around Remus Lupin's head like some top. Dying. Living. Crying. Pain.
He was tired, he was exhausted. Ever since his lover died, he did nothing more but to cry, lock himself in his room &
occassionally getting some water to keep himself hydrated. But as days, weeks, even months go by, none of these things seem to matter anymore. He just wanted to die.
Walking. Pacing. Running. Hiding. He wanted to run and hid himself from the world. He wanted to hide and to never be found again. He wanted to cry his heart out, cry until he ran out of tears and his throat felt like it was being torn apart. He wanted to run, run free, run loose, runawway from the rest of the world, better yet the universe and be with his lover. To be with him and to love again.
He was the only thing he had. He was the only thing he wanted. He was the only thing he ever needed. They were a team, they were partners, but most of all, they were a couple. His back on the other's warm slender back and vice versa. And now that the warmth was gone, he was left with nothing but the cold.
He shivered as the cold harsh breeze touched him. Clutching his arms as if it would do any good to keep him warm. Occassionally pacing by the drawer, debating with himself whether he should do it or not. Finally, maikng his final decision, Remus Lupin took a certain potion from his drawer and plopped onto his bed. As he tossed the vial from one hand onto the other, his mind started to wonder once again if this was the best thing for Harry, most importantly for him. He didn't know what to do. He was plainly confused.
Yes, he is being selfish if he took the potion. But isn't he allowed to be happy? Half his life was pure misery. Just this once,
can't he be happy without thinking about the others? Just this once, can't he be selfish and just be happy for himself? Finally he decided to do it. All for the sake of my happiness. he thought. "Not even death will ever part us Sirius. Not even death." As he took every drop of that potion, Remus Lupin fell into a very deep sleep. One that he will no longer wake up from.
FIN
A/N: so how'd you guys like it...or not? Anyway, I was feeling kinda gothic or sorta miserable so I decided to right a story that'll reflect my mood today. plz review. Onegai! puppy dog eyes