A/N: I love this story so much, I just had to write more about it, lol! The song is "Globes and Maps" by Something Corporate! They are so Good 3 I don't think this chapter is as good as the last, but you'll see when you read! If you do read PLASE review and tell me what you think! Please!
Peter woke up, all alone in the library of the shrieking shack. He looked around, but all he saw were large open atlases, and many different globes, from many different eras. He had been lucky, for he had worn his new bullet-proof mask which was made in his image, and even came with the new explode-with-fake-blood-when-shot feature. It seems that Remus, and the rest had left him here to die, not even worrying about a proper burial. Peter sighed, he wasn't ready for this, he still loved Remus, no matter what everybody thought about him. He never meant to hurt anybody; all he wanted was to have a happy life with Remus, away from ridicule. But that wasn't an option now. Peter knew he had to hide out for a while; now everybody thought he was dead, even Sirius, so he could really escape. He knew what he had to do, but he was scared. He didn't want to find the Dark Lord. Not now, it was too early. He decided he needed some time to think, and the shrieking shack was the perfect place to do it.
(Time passes…)
Peter's eyes were bloodshot, his face unshaven, and his hair shaggier then usual. He had been up for several days, trying to decide what he should do. Peter was yearning for Remus, and wished that he could be here with him. He looked out at the rising sun, and he began to sing.
"Light breaks
underneath a heavy door
And I try to keep myself awake
Fall
all around us on our hotel floor
And you think that you've made a
mistake
And there's a pain in my stomach from another sleepless
binge
And I struggled to get myself up again"
Peter sighed, he was very remorseful, and he wished that he could be with Remus again. He still had not given up on his dream of running away with Remus, and he wished that Remus felt the same.
"I wanna hang onto
something
That won't break away or fall apart
Like the pieces
of my heart"
Peter sighed and he pulled out a picture of Remus from his wallet. Remus was smiling and waving to Peter. He was lying on a bed, and wearing only his prefect badge on a plaid hat. This was Peter's second favorite picture of Remus, his first being Remus naked and tied up to the same bed, giggling as he pretended to try to escape. He looked up from the picture, and stared wistfully around the room.
"And globes and maps
are all around me now
I wanna feel you breathe me
Globes and
maps I see surround you here
Why won't you believe me?
Globes
and maps they charter your way back home
Do you wanna leave or
somethin?"
He sighed again, this time more longingly, as he sang to Remus' picture, beginning to sway gently around the room.
Suddenly it changes to Remus sitting on a train, and looking out into the foggy British weather, as it begins to rain lightly against the window.
"And dreams came
around you in a hazy rain
You opened your mouth wide to feel them
fall
And I write a letter, from a one-way train
But I don't
think you'll read it at all"
It goes back to Peter, still swaying around the room, staring intently into his picture of Remus, and he is seen closing his eyes, tilting his head up, and singing intensely to the ceiling.
"And
globes and maps are all around me now
I wanna feel you breathe me
Globes and maps I see surround you here
Why won't you believe
me?
Globes and maps they charter your way back home
Do you
wanna leave or somethin?"
The scene cuts to Remus, getting off the train, singing softly, but nobody around him seems to notice at all.
"And
I can't take this anymore
Well I know that I can't take this
anymore"
The shrieking shack scene is superimposed on top of the train scene, and Remus and Peter are facing each other, as they sing together.
"I
can't take this anymore
'Cause I know someday I'll see you walk
out that door"
Remus fades out, and Peter is seen, still swaying around the room with his eyes closed, amazingly missing the tables filled with different globes and atlases.
"And
globes and maps are all around me now
I wanna feel you breathe me
Globes and maps I see surround you here
Why won't you believe
me?
Globes and maps they chart your way back home
So Do you
wanna leave? Do you wanna leave?
Globes and maps they chart your
way back home
Do you wanna leave or somethin?"
Peter continues to repeat this and dance slowly as the scene fades to black.