(A.N: Firstly I am so sorry that this update has been so long coming. My life seems to get more complicated by the moment. However, I am trying my best to keep up my writing, my social life, my personal life and A-Level work. It's going to get more complicated in say, oh, 6 months, so I'm going to try and almost finish the story my mid-October, depending where the winds of fantasy take me. Thankyou for your patience. Love and cookies. )
Lana apparated outside The Leaky Cauldron and waited a few seconds for Lupin to arrive before tapping the appropriate bricks. The wall shifted and the doorway opened in front of them. There was an awkwardness as Lana stepped forward to walk through at the same time as Lupin. He stepped back and she stepped through first, onto the crowded and noisy Diagon Alley.
"So... Do you want to just..Walk around or go for a drink?" asked Lana, avoiding eye contact. The sky was grey and overcast, strange for the start of August.
"Rudolph Lestrange killed a junior member of the Order last night. Something about wanting to know here his wife is. The kid couldn't tell him, so..." Lupin flicked his wand hand. He searched Lana's face for some flicker of emotion but found none.
"There are always casualties in war." she said simply, walking along the busy street.
"And yet we live on. Ever wonder why that is?"
"Because we are better wizards? Better trained? More experienced? The list of reasons goes on, Remus." replied Lana, halting as she pulled open a packet of fudge. "Because it is our destiny?"
"Maybe. But you seem to think you are above even such forces as destiny, Lana."
"Oh you sound like Dumbledore."
"Well sometimes he's right, Lana."
"He was right. I can't untie destiny. But I had a damn good try. And I failed. Can we not discuss it here? Besides, it doesn't mean I'm not a good witch just because I don't always play by the rules. You can't be good and noble all the time. Look at Dumbledore. Maybe Sirius wouldn't be dead if the old fool had told Harry about the Prophecy. If I'd been around, I would have told him." Lana sighed regretfully, popping another piece of fudge into her mouth.
"But you weren't around." Lupin was wondering whether Lana had picked up on his true intentions of bringing her out, or whether she thought it was just to give her a hard time.
Rolling her eyes, Lana put the fudge back in her bag. "Oh here we go, pointing out the obvious in an effort to make me feel guilty. Can't turn back time. Well, you can, but...That's not the point Remus."
"You do understand that what we have here, now, is all were ever going to have from now on?" he asked, stopping and turning to face her.
In the ten minutes that they had been walking and talking, Lana had sucesfully managed to avoid eye contact with her best friend and twice lover. Their relationship was becoming far too complex for her liking. Reluctantly, Lana turned to face him.
"Yes, I know." she said, looking directly into those blue eyes of his. Or were they grey? They always looked slightly different as the month progressed. Lana felt strange all of a sudden, like a weight was pressing down upon her. She closed her eyes briefly and the weight disappeared after a few seconds. Shaking her head, Lana looked at Lupin.
"Are you alright?" he asked, looking concerned.
"I'm fine, I just...I feel a little strange. I have since I came out of the Veil. I guess I'm just recovering. Big shock to the system. Nothing to worry about." Lana realised she was rambling and fell quiet.
Lupin put his hand under her chin, and forced her to look at him. Lana looked at him, nervously. What did he want? "Rem-" she began, but was cut off when he leaned forward and kissed her gently on the lips.
Lana looked at him as he pulled away, with a slightly confused look on her face. "What was that for?"
"Lana - " but he was silenced by Lana gently laying a finger over his lips. "Don't turn this into something that it's not. Please, for both our sakes."
"I understand," he gave her a weak smile and began to turn away, but was pulled back around by Lana.
"I didn't say stop." she said, smiling a little at him, as she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him.
Above them, thunder rumbled. A few feet away across the street, a black dog watched.
Lana apparated outside The Leaky Cauldron and waited a few seconds for Lupin to arrive before tapping the appropriate bricks. The wall shifted and the doorway opened in front of them. There was an awkwardness as Lana stepped forward to walk through at the same time as Lupin. He stepped back and she stepped through first, onto the crowded and noisy Diagon Alley.
"So... Do you want to just..Walk around or go for a drink?" asked Lana, avoiding eye contact. The sky was grey and overcast, strange for the start of August.
"Rudolph Lestrange killed a junior member of the Order last night. Something about wanting to know here his wife is. The kid couldn't tell him, so..." Lupin flicked his wand hand. He searched Lana's face for some flicker of emotion but found none.
"There are always casualties in war." she said simply, walking along the busy street.
"And yet we live on. Ever wonder why that is?"
"Because we are better wizards? Better trained? More experienced? The list of reasons goes on, Remus." replied Lana, halting as she pulled open a packet of fudge. "Because it is our destiny?"
"Maybe. But you seem to think you are above even such forces as destiny, Lana."
"Oh you sound like Dumbledore."
"Well sometimes he's right, Lana."
"He was right. I can't untie destiny. But I had a damn good try. And I failed. Can we not discuss it here? Besides, it doesn't mean I'm not a good witch just because I don't always play by the rules. You can't be good and noble all the time. Look at Dumbledore. Maybe Sirius wouldn't be dead if the old fool had told Harry about the Prophecy. If I'd been around, I would have told him." Lana sighed regretfully, popping another piece of fudge into her mouth.
"But you weren't around." Lupin was wondering whether Lana had picked up on his true intentions of bringing her out, or whether she thought it was just to give her a hard time.
Rolling her eyes, Lana put the fudge back in her bag. "Oh here we go, pointing out the obvious in an effort to make me feel guilty. Can't turn back time. Well, you can, but...That's not the point Remus."
"You do understand that what we have here, now, is all were ever going to have from now on?" he asked, stopping and turning to face her.
In the ten minutes that they had been walking and talking, Lana had sucesfully managed to avoid eye contact with her best friend and twice lover. Their relationship was becoming far too complex for her liking. Reluctantly, Lana turned to face him.
"Yes, I know." she said, looking directly into those blue eyes of his. Or were they grey? They always looked slightly different as the month progressed. Lana felt strange all of a sudden, like a weight was pressing down upon her. She closed her eyes briefly and the weight disappeared after a few seconds. Shaking her head, Lana looked at Lupin.
"Are you alright?" he asked, looking concerned.
"I'm fine, I just...I feel a little strange. I have since I came out of the Veil. I guess I'm just recovering. Big shock to the system. Nothing to worry about." Lana realised she was rambling and fell quiet.
Lupin put his hand under her chin, and forced her to look at him. Lana looked at him, nervously. What did he want? "Rem-" she began, but was cut off when he leaned forward and kissed her gently on the lips.
Lana looked at him as he pulled away, with a slightly confused look on her face. "What was that for?"
"Lana - " but he was silenced by Lana gently laying a finger over his lips. "Don't turn this into something that it's not. Please, for both our sakes."
"I understand," he gave her a weak smile and began to turn away, but was pulled back around by Lana.
"I didn't say stop." she said, smiling a little at him, as she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him.
Above them, thunder rumbled. A few feet away across the street, a black dog watched.