"You didn't write me over the summer."
"I know."
"You didn't answer one of my letters."
"I know."
"You're not sorry?"
"No"
"Remus, what happened to you?"
"Life, Lily. Life happened."
"You've changed."
"So have you."
"Well come back. I need my Remus."
"It doesn't really work that way."
"Make it work that way."
"You're so naïve, Lily. So naive, so young."
"I'm not naïve! I just see that world differently than you do."
"We used to see it from the same angle."
"You stopped writing."
"We stopped connecting way before that."
"What do you mean? This year is when you stopped meeting me by the lake, when you didn't write. This year is when you decided you've had enough of me in your life."
"Last year was when you decided you didn't love tragedy."
"I'll always love tragedy. The tragic hero will always be the only one for me."
"I don't believe you."
"Then open your eyes."
"They are. Opened wide. I see like I never have before and do you know what I see?"
"No"
"I see my destiny. I see everything I once cherished leaving me."
"I'll never leave you, Remus."
"You're already gone."
"No I'm not! I'm right here waiting for you to reach out to me."
"You're out of my reach."
"What's the matter with you? Why didn't you write over the summer?"
"Life"
"Is that your answer for everything?"
"I've become blatantly honest since we last spoke."
"You've always been honest with me."
"I've always sugar coated everything for you."
"So when you said you loved me…"
"That was the truth."
"Is it still?"
"I heard you and James hung out yesterday."
"Are you avoiding the question?"
"Are you?"
"James and I are friends. That's it."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure! How do you know we hung out anyway?"
"James is still my best friend, you know."
"Oh, right."
"Yeah."
"Am I still your friend?"
"You know you are."
"I'm not sure I know anything anymore."
"That doesn't sound like the Lily I know."
"Maybe you don't know me anymore. And maybe I don't know you either."
"Maybe we don't."
"Don't say that!"
"You said it first."
"But when I said it, it wasn't so…"
"So?"
"So tragic."
"You make everything into a tragedy."
"It just how I see things."
"It's easier to see tragedy than it is to live it."
"And you live it?"
"You know I do."
"I know."
"So, how was summer?"
"Remus! It's October, it's a little late for the back to school talk don't you think?"
"I can't believe so much time has past."
"It's been forever hasn't it?"
"Since what?"
"Since we last spoke."
"An eternity."
"Don't do it, again."
"Do what?"
"Avoid me, ignore me. You don't meet me by the tree anymore."
"It isn't the same. There's no more… magic about that spot."
"Since when do you believe in magic?"
"I don't. I just…"
"I know. Do you miss me at all?"
"You know I do."
"So stop being a loner and talk to me."
"I can't."
"Why not?"
"The magic…it's gone."
"What magic, Remus? You don't believe in it."
"I know, but once I wanted to."
"You're crazy, Remus."
"You used to be."
"I still am."
"Yeah, but now you want to conquer the world. Am I right?"
"It's freeing to believe there's nothing to hold you back."
"Did James teach you that?"
"James has showed me the world, taught more than this place ever could."
"What has he taught you about?"
"Life"
"Life isn't so great."
"The way he lives it, it is. The way James lives is so… amazing."
"You used to hate it."
"No, I just never understood it."
"You do now?"
"Yes, I do."
"And you love him?"
"No he's just…"
"A friend?"
"Yes, a friend."
"You used to hate him."
"I used to be a lot of things."
"You changed. You grew up."
"I tried not to."
"I know."
"I wanted to be fourteen and in love with you forever."
"So what changed?"
"I'm not fourteen anymore."
"Do you still love me?"
"Do you?"
"Always"
"Me, too."
"I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"For not meeting you by the tree. For making you pour your own juice."
"No you're not."
"I want to be, though."
"I know."
"So what's it like?"
"What's what like?"
"Being sixteen. Being James Potter's friend."
"Oh… it's okay."
"Are you just trying to make me feel better?"
"Is it working?"
"No, it isn't."
"I don't like you like this, Remus. I liked you better when you smiled."
"You were always too happy for tragedy."
"I wish I wasn't, though."
End
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