"Remus?"
No answer.
"I think he's dead! Someone get help! SOMEONE GO GET HELP!"
His body was pale, his face distorted with pain, yet a smile played on his lips.
Sirius rushed by his side, immidently. "Its too late!" He sobbed. He came back. It was too late. Just too late.
"Remus- open your eyes- just open your goddamn eyes!"
Nothing.
Not even a breath.
A whisper of the word.
From the lips of the wind.
'Dearly Departed, we are gathered here today to hornor the furneral of two lovers, caught in the throes of passion. Ignited by each other's flames.
Today we honor their deaths, in hopes that they are in a better place. In hopes, that whereever they are, they are still in love. With thoughts in our mind, that they shall remain that way.'
It was a muggle funeral.
The gravestones read-
Remus John Lupin
Monster
Ice cold skin
Heart of gold
Ace of spades in a deck of diamonds
Together with your lover
Eden Enchanted
Here you shall lay
In your grave, but
Memorys are in our hears.
Not many saw the hidden message. Ment for the world to know about his 'lover'.
The gravestone next to him read-
Tom Marlevo Riddle Jr.
Murder
Fly to the highest mountain
Up to the Golden Sun
Caress the Warm Clouds
Keep us in mind
You will live forever
Open your arms
U will live on.
Another Secret Message. Sirius knew Remus wouldn't come back. If he had come back sooner, Remus would not have killed himself.
I
HATE
HIM
FUCK
YOU
fin