Well, I would have updated this story (not mine, by the way) if some people actually REVIEWED it! Honestly, you people! Be kind to us hopeless writers.

Chappie two

Remus woke up on his side, curled up. Without opening his eyes, he could tell that his father was here, along with a stranger. He sat up quickly and smiled widely.

"Hello daddy! Hello sir!" he said cheerfully. The man stared at him for a moment, then staggered back, pulling out his wand.

"I'm sorry child. Please forgive me," he choked out, shaking uncontrollably.

"Of course I forgive you sir. But-what for?"

The man murmured something. A green light filled Remus' vision and tears streamed down his cheeks. He knew what happened before his eyes cleared. The man was dead, he could smell it. Eyes closed against the pain, Remus slid out of bed and onto the floor. Instantly his knees buckled. He felt his father lift him up and try to sit him on the bed.

"No, no-I-have to-" he broke off, struggling to catch his alright Remus. He's sleeping. That's all."

"No!" Remus flung himself forward, wrenching himself from his fathers grip, and landing silently a few feet from the stranger. "Can't you see it, daddy? You can't feel his breath, or feel him breathing. He's dead, daddy. Dead." He crawled forward and shook the mans shoulder. "Come on. Please wake up. Don't die." He let out a sob even as his father crouched down next to him. The rush of energy that had filled him as he'd been pulled away vanished, and he slumped down, crying brokenly. His father gathered him up in his arms and cradled him. Exhausted by both the rocking and the crying, Remus tucked his thumb into his mouth and fell asleep.

So is it worth a review yet? Oh pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease be worth a review.