A/N: Hello Everyone!

Before I continue I just want to quickly say: Thank you all so much! I can't believe I've hit over 200 reviews! I never thought that this could ever happen! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!

I'm sorry to have kept you all waiting for so long. I know this chapter is rather short there is a good reason for that. This is actually only a fraction of the original chapter 19. You see, I had a sudden burst of inspiration the other day which sent me writing at a feverish pace. The end result was a rather lengthy chapter (it stands at roughly three-thousand odd-some words, which is quite alot considering that I am not even half way through the chapter itself!). So rather then keep you all waiting for another week or so, I decided to post a piece of it.

Afterall, I did promise to have something up for you all in a weeks time and I do not like to break my promises-especially one that I have made to my faithful readers. So bare with me; I am doing my very to get through this writer's block as quickly as possible. But before we begin, I just want to quickly thank the following people for reviewing chapter 18:

WotcherTonks: First of all, Thank you so much for reviewing! Secondly: Who says that wishes don't come true? I have a very good feeling that Remus and Kaida will eventually get their "moment in the sun" (no pun intended...) Thirdly: You are really too kind! I haven't considered writing anything original...I think it's due to my lack of confidence in my writing abilities. It just seems like such a monstrous task; one that requires more skill with prose then I currently have. But thank you nonetheless, for the kind words of encouragement!

Chantal J: Thank you for reviewing! I hope you'll find this update to your liking.

The Grim: I added some romance into this chapter just for you! (well it's not exactly fluff...it's half-fluff...) I do hope you enjoy it! And thank you for reviewing, not to mention giving my literary ego a nice pat on the head:D I really needed that!

The Parrot has ceased to be: Goodness! Where to begin? Thanking you seems to be a good start. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I'm completely and utterly flattered by your compliments! I never thought I'd see the day when someone would use the word 'talent' in reference to my writing. Thank you for your lovely review!

lilyfan: I wish I had a rule like that! It is true that the longer I pour over a chapter the more polished it becomes. I tend to re-write several portions of a chapter until I feel that it flows smoothly...so perhaps they do get better with time...but then again they could also get worse...it's hard to say. I'm glad you enjoyed chapter 18! And I hope that this one (although rather short, like my earlier chapters) will meet your expectations. Thank you again for reviewing chapter 18!

Neoma: Now, you raised quite a few good questions in your review(s). I'm just itching to tell you but I'll have to hold off on that. But don't worry, you will get your answers very soon. I've incorporated them into the upcoming chapters. Thank you for not only reviewing chapter 18 but for pointing out my oversight of those details! Oh, and I'm glad you enjoyed chapter 18.

Riaelfgirl: I'm so very glad that you enjoyed chapter 18! And I thank you for continuing to review my little fanfic time and time again! I really do appreciate it!

Aerlalaith: I'm very sorry to have kept you waiting and I hope that you will find this chapter (small as it maybe) to be worth the wait. Thank you so much for continuing to review my meager little story.

uremia: Welcome to my little story! I'm sorry that you find the pace of this story to be rather slow and the vocabulary to be strenuous. I hope that you can trust me when I tell you that: (1)things will pick up, and (2)I have taken your review to heart. Thank you so much for your review! I hope that you will continue to read and review.

browneyedgirl2004: Thank you for the lovely review/compliments! I feel bad posting this 'tiny' little chapter after you have so kindly pointed out that my chapter lengths have been improving... I'll try to make up for it in the upcoming chapters.

Yavannie: As always, you have managed to present me with a review that is not only kind, but also eloqently written! I am absolutely elated that you enjoy the subtle incorporations of PoA. My intention is to write this fanfic in such a way that it has the potential to run seamlessly along with the original works. Thank you again, for continuing to read and review.

PaarsKonijn: Welcome back! I'm always glad to see people return to my story. I hope you'll continue to read and review. And thank you so much for being my 200th reviewer.

EyesofEmerald: Thank you so much for reviewing! And thank you for the compliments! You're always so generous with them! lol!

I can't seem to thank you all enough for your encouragement and continual patronage of my humble little fanfic. I will do my best not to disappoint you! Thank you all again!

Ninde Annare

P.S. This chapter has not been beta-ed so I apologize a head of time for any rough patches you may encounter.

Chapter 19:

"Oh Remus! I've waited so long for this…" He smiles lovingly, as he stares deeply into my eyes.

"Kaida…my love…" I feel his lips brush briefly across mine-teasing them with their delicate caress. I feel the warmth of his words upon my lips, as he whispers, "Take from me not only my love, but my very being…"With that he deepens his kiss. I melt into his arms, as our souls merge into one.

I unleash a flurry of amorous advances; kissing…licking…nibbling…a trail of affection from his lips, over the curve of his strong chin, down the soft pale dune of his throat; finally resting over the pulsating ridge of his neck. Carefully I tilt his head to the side. I feel his hands fluttering over my body-a most welcomed sensation that sends quivers of ecstasy down my spine.

His pale skin glows with an inner light...with life… I watch as he exposes his neck to me-tempting me with the beauty of his body. Slowly I wrap my lips around the tender flesh of his skin-my fangs sinking into his creamy flesh. My mouth begins to fill with the warmth of his body, the radiance of his soul…it is sweeter then anything I have ever taste. His eyes flutter with pleasure, as a moan escapes from his lips. I feel his body tense beneath mine before going limp-dewy drops of passion embracing his skin. I kiss his neck softly sealing the wound before licking my lips as though to savour his scent as well. His skin is perfumed with the intoxicating scent of mistletoe and jasmine. His scent reveals volumes about his personality-mistletoe is symbolic of protection, hunting and love, whereas, jasmine represents love and prophetic dreams.

How apropos. I have hunted for the safety of his arms, and the warmth of his love for my whole life. And now like a beautiful dream, we have been brought together. I gaze into his beautiful face; he smiles weakly, his energy spent from our exchange of lusts. Only one thing remains to complete our rites of passion. I run the keen edge of my claw along the base of my neck, allowing my crimson soul to spill forth. I watch as he eagerly presses his lips to my wound. I feel the mounting pressure of pleasure build inside me as he drinks of my being-his kisses running along the ridge of my collarbone.

Tangled in the lovers embrace, we revel in the pleasures our blood provides-we are now one; bonded together until the end of time itself. Suddenly a golden glow envelops us in an intense heat-one that even surpasses our passion. I watch as he falls lifelessly out of my arms. My skin burns with an unimaginable pain, but it is nothing compared to the sight of my beloved Remus lying dead at my feet. Tears spill forth as my body becomes ash, to be scattered across the earth, so that even in death I cannot be with my love. With a great effort I curse the sun for denying me my lover's presence, before bursting into ash and flames.

I awake-still reeling from the monstrous images that consumed my slumbering mind. Desperately trying to remember the contents of my dream, I cling to the fragmented visions that have been trapped in the folds of my mind; but like water they slip from my grasp, dissolving into the sea of thoughts that cloud my consciousness. The only remnant of my nightmarish struggle is a vision of the sun transforming my body into ash-a thoroughly frightening thought…and yet…it seems as though there was more, for I do not find death to be at all terrifying. In fact as a mortal, I often prayed for it to come.

My eyes still sting with the desire to sleep; allowing them to close, I begin to slip into that blissful state of half-consciousness. I feel my mind wander deeper into the shadowy forest of my most dreaded dreams. I try to turn back but soon I find myself standing in the twilight of languor and cognizance. But before I can cross this threshold into the slumbering unknown, my reverie comes to a halt as the distant sound of laughter forces its way into my psyche. It pierces the silence that hangs in my crypt, breaking the bonds of torpidity that surround me.

I lift the cover of my coffin a crack, determined to find the source of the offending cachinnation. The laughter is clear and undiluted by the walls of my chambers.

Could someone have found their way into my abode? Could they be standing over my coffin?

I push the lid of my coffin to the floor, to find…no one. The laughter continues to filter into the cavern of my chambers-their source hidden from me. I follow them up my stairs; they seem to be radiating from the corridor just beyond my door. Could it be that I am merely detecting the sound of the students' excitement? Never have I heard anything with such clarity-I briefly marvel at the keenest of my hearing, before my attention is drawn back to the forbidden conversation that lies behind the sanctity of my den. With a guilty pleasure I eavesdrop on their blithe conversation-sharing their esprit de corps.

As their conversation progresses I find myself becoming more and more enraptured by their innocence. A longing to join them takes me. A longing to stand amongst them-to be surrounded by the flurry of mortal scents and activities that lie just beyond my door…just beyond my grasp. Suddenly the conversation ends, the group seems to have dispersed from their locale leaving me once again in the eerie silence. With a heavy sigh, I make my way back to the loneliness of my coffin.

The melodious call of a nightingale draws me out of my self-pity and pulls me towards my darkened window. Rarely do I hear the call of birds, for often their songs fall upon my deaf, slumbering ears. Cautiously I draw back the heavy sable drapes that have for so long protected my keep from the deadly rays of the sun; I see the darkened sky. But it is unlike the night sky that I normally gaze upon; it still carries a whisper of dusk. A dark figure crosses the field; it moves slowly…lumbering as though a great weight has been set upon it. I watch as Hagrid moves towards the castle doors, his arms full of elaborately carved pumpkins.

Tonight is Allhallows Eve. Tonight is the Feast of the Dead. Tonight is the night I will return to the mortal world.

In the far corner of my chambers, a large antique wardrobe stands menacingly, its dark wooden doors gleaming with a mischievous glow. A plan begins to unfold in my mind-inspired by the devilish depository.

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed that! A bit of a cliffhanger, isn't it? I will try to update before the week's end or at the very latest on Sunday. Please don't be angry with me, and please don't abandon this story. Thank you for reading, and remember: reviews make me happy, and a happy writer tends to be an inspired writer;)

Thank you again,

Ninde Annare