A.N: Thank you sweet baby jesus, it's the holidays! I'm so happy! /tear/ LOL

So no more school for two weeks. Happy happy joy joy!

Mmmm, sandwich.

So, I have very little to bitch about (except people not reviewing Lost Unity, but that's not new), and am in an exceptionally good mood, especially after the freak out I had this week. That was ugly. /shudder/ So anyway, my personals:

CC: It's called 'artists privilege'. Suck it up. This is a FanFic site, therefore it's what the writers want it to be like. Artists privilege.

rgFaNaTiCI love you Bubba!!!

Hipa: Yes, I love art. I'm also fully convinced that SS is an artist too. That's why in mine, he is. In Lost Unity he's a different kind of artist. That's my artists privilege.

Second last chapter. Be proud I pulled that much out, because, like Bubba pointed out, it's a short song. (I love her review) Enjoy!

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Thousand Mile Wish

Chapter 3

Remus Lupin leaned his forehead on the window. The glass was oddly cool, considering how warm it was outside. His body throbbed. In only a few hours it would stop. He would transform, be the wolf, and he wouldn't have to remember anything for a while. He wouldn't have to think.

Until then, however, there wasn't anything keeping him from thinking. Nothing blocking his guilt, his pain, his loneliness. He missed Severus so much; his voice, his eyes, his kisses, those rare bouts of laughter.

Remus sighed and moved away from the window. He didn't want to see sunset. It always reminded him of Severus' paintings, especially the winter one. His favourite one.

Remus made his way to the kitchen and forced down a sandwich. He felt sick. Tonight he missed Severus more than ever. He'd always been there the morning after wit a pot of his healing cream for Remus. Since they'd started seeing each other, anyway. He'd stayed with Remus right up to bare minutes from the transformation, then locked up the cellar of Remus' house where he spent the moons. He hated not being able to take the wolfsbane. He'd started getting reactions to it about a year before. It made both himself and the wolf sick. Not a pleasant thing to wake up to.

Remus tried not to look at the calendar as he went back into the living room. It only reminded him how long it had since he lost Severus, and how close their anniversary was. Three days. Unfortunately it didn't take the calendar to remember.

He sat in the living room, watching the sunspots on the wall slowly move and dim. He wished he could speak to Severus, tell him again how very sorry he was. In all honesty, he still wasn't sure why or how it had happened. Why the hell had he agreed? He'd known he was already seeing Severus. Remus would never have thought he would cheat on anyone he was seeing, especially when he cared about them as much as he did Severus.

Remus stood and went tohis desk. Pulling out a piece of parchment, he took a deep breath. After a moment he began to write. Everything from how happy being with Severus made him, to how horrible being with Chuck made him feel. He wrote about how much he missed him, how much he needed him. By the time he finished he had to run to the cellar and lock it. He felt drained, emotionally and physically. He almost wished he were going to send the page to Severus.

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Hedwig soared in through he open window. Harry and told her that there may not be anyone there when she arrived. She could hear something, like a growling, somewhere below her, very muffled. It didn't pose a threat though, it was too distant.

She dropped the letter on several more, already there in a neat stack. She was about to take off when she stopped. There was an undressed letter beside them. She looked at it for a moment then picked it up. She knew who it was for, and anyways she liked being helpful. Harry always gave her extra treats when she helped a lot.

With that, Hedwig opened her wings and soared out the window into the night sky, taking with her a letter that was never meant to be sent.