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AN: I'm sorry it took so long to get this chapter posted; I just moved. Thank you everyone for reviewing! And this is not the last chapter.
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Blue Flowers of Celestial Years
Chapter 21: Eternal Blue Flowers
The blackness surrounded Ginny to the point of choking; it was a type of blackness no one could see though. She could not breathe; the darkness would not permit her to expand her lungs. Ginny ran blindly, searching for something, someone, to help her though. She did not know where she was; the only thing she could see was darkness, and the only thing she could hear was her pounding heart and rapid breathing. Suddenly, a blinding, brilliant green light illuminated through the darkness, causing Ginny to shut her eyes in pain.
The green light reflected through her eyelids, and she heard a hard thud. Still breathing hard, Ginny opened her eyes, straining her eyes for the source of the sound; and she quickly found it. Remus was lying on the floor, his lifeless eyes staring blankly into space. His eyes looked like someone had placed a black veil over them, covering the sparkle they used to hold. Ginny's heart pounded, and her lungs felt like they were being squeezed; each time she exhaled, it was more and more difficult to inhale. All she could see in front of her was Remus' lifeless body, surrounded by blue flowers that would never die. Eternal blue flowers.
Ginny awoke gasping; finally able to breathe. She inhaled more deeply; breathing greedily like she'd been submerged in water for minutes. Ginny sat up, running a clammy hand over her perspiring forehead. Instinctively, she reached out beside her; seeking, searching for her mate. Then, the past two weeks came crashing back into her mind. She'd graduated from Hogwarts, and she was home with her parents, employed at St. Mungo's Wizard Hospital as a medi-witch.
Remus is still a professor at Hogwarts; safe from the clutches of Death. Ginny heaved a sigh, remembering that the darkness consuming her was just a dream.
Looking at her clock, Ginny groaned. It was 3:46 in the morning, and she did not have to get up until seven. She tried to get more comfortable in her bed, and hit her pillow to fluff it up a bit. Ginny lay down, shifting as much as her pregnant stomach would let her. Being pregnant was not a comfortable experience at the least.
The baby had begun kicking with a vengeance at the beginning of the week. Now instead of worrying that it wasn't moving enough, she just wished it would stop. It always seemed it's most active when she was exhausted and trying to sleep. During the day it had begun pressing on her bladder sharply making her wince with pain at sudden moments. And, at night, it kicked mercilessly like a hyper child on a sugar buzz.
The first time she felt her baby kick, Ginny's first thought was to immediately go to Remus so he would not miss it. Then she remembered he was at Hogwarts, probably in session with his class; it would have been an uncomfortable experience for him if she just marched up to his classroom and have him feel the baby kicking, all in front of his class.
Though, Ginny had to admit to herself, seeing Remus facial reaction to that would have been priceless!
So, to keep up communication, Ginny sent Remus an owl to tell him she could finally feel their child moving in her. She also accidentally-forgot to include that she would be flooing to the school this weekend.
It was now Friday; the last day before she could see her love. Ginny rolled over on her side, trying to get her spine to stop aching. No, pregnancy defiantly was NOT comfortable. Adding to her discomfort was the weighty thought that she still had yet to tell her family she was pregnant with Remus' child. Remus' child. She hugged her tummy, the closest thing to Remus she had, closed her eyes and this time drifted off into a much more pleasant dream.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
"Ginny, can you please treat that man's bites over there?" a medi-witch asked with much distaste.
"Yes ma'am." Ginny agreed, walking over to the bed where a man was practically isolated from the other patients.
The man looked miserable. The bite marks on his pale skin were deep, as well as swollen.
"Hello, sir; my name is Ginny."
The man did not say anything. He just looked away miserably. Ginny noticed the man's skin, aside from pale, had a greenish tint to it.
"Well, let's see what we can do about those bites." Ginny said, snapping on some protective, rubber gloves.
Many times, when she put on rubber gloves, Ginny had to push aside thoughts about that shot the Healer gave Moody. Suppressing a shudder, she reached over to take the man's arm, but he moved it out of her reach.
"I can't treat them if you do not hand me your arm." Ginny informed gently, yet firmly.
"What's the use?" the man replied hopelessly. "They're going to heal within a few days anyway."
"What're you talking about?" Ginny inquired, raising an eyebrow.
"Last full moon - I was bitten by a werewolf."
Ginny understood, but she could not possibly, of course, know the pain and rejection the man was going through. She wished Remus were there to give him hope.
"I came here for help," he continued. "Only to be almost quarantined, and forced to sign the werewolf registry."
"It doesn't mean that your life is over." Ginny encouraged, and the man scoffed.
"How could that possibly be?" He asked bitterly.
"I'm not saying that you won't face discrimination, or even hate crimes," Ginny pressed sternly.
"I'm just saying that your life won't end just because you are now a werewolf."
"I want it to end." He said, selfishly.
Ginny got angry; how dare this man feel so sorry for himself when he was not the only one affected by the werewolf curse?! It was one of the rare times when Ginny actually wished she could slap a patient!
"You know," Ginny started, her voice almost rising. "you're not the only one who suffers from lycanthropy, in case you didn't know!"
The man was so startled that he jumped, looking wide-eyed at the redhead, loosing her temper.
"Like you're the only person in this world who has it?!" Ginny ranted. "Stop feeling sorry for yourself, and make the most of it that you can! There is a reason you were bitten; everything has a reason! We're not living for nothing!"
The man was silent as Ginny tried to calm down by taking deep, slow breaths. Her head was bowed, and her fiery-red hair acted like a veil that surrounded her face. When Ginny looked up again, her eyes were gleaming with unshed tears.
"That's why there is so much sadness in this world." Ginny sniffed, trying to hold back her tears. "That's why so many people are suffering; we can't help others if we can't help ourselves. One of the reasons why we leave prodigy on this earth is so we can ensure the future, and hope that the next generation doesn't make the same mistakes that we made; yet the cycle continues."
Ginny wiped the salty liquid from her face with a shaking hand.
"I'm sorry," she said, giving a small, choking laugh. "I'm being ridiculous."
After a few moments of silence, the man finally spoke.
"No, you're not being ridiculous; in fact, I'm glad you spoke what you truly think. I shouldn't wallow in self pity while there are other people out there suffering just as much, or more, than I am."
Ginny gave a small smile, and reached for the man's hand again; her hands still gloved. This time, he willingly let her treat his wounds and wrap them up carefully.
"Do you know anyone who is a werewolf, besides me?" The man asked as Ginny carefully took off the rubber gloves and washed her hands twice.
"Yes," Ginny answered. "His name is Remus; Remus J. Lupin."
The man did not reply, but rather, looked at her 'married' finger.
"You're married to him?" he asked.
Ginny beamed, and her heart felt light. This was the first time anyone noticed her wedding ring.
"Yes; yes, I am," She replied, looking brightly at the simple, but meaningful, ring. "My name is Ginny." She said, trying to start over again. "What's yours?"
"Rett," he replied with a smile. "Rett Butler; and I think I am going to live."
"I believe you will, Mr. Butler," Ginny agreed with a wink. "I believe you will."
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Friday was finally over, and Ginny waited for her shift to end. Her back was aching, her stomach was rumbling, she was tired and in a bad mood; yet she was sure that seeing Remus would erase it all with the exception of the empty stomach.
Deciding to grab a snack, Ginny headed to the cafeteria where house elves made food for the hospital staff and patients.
Ginny laughed at the thought of Hermione's reaction to the cooks; she would not be pleased, to say the least.
When Ginny got to the counter, she looked at the display of meat that had yet to be cooked. She blinked, staring in a trance at the meat, surrounded by delicious, rich blood.
Ginny shook her head, wondering why she suddenly got a huge craving for cold, raw meat. Wrinkling her nose in disgust, Ginny got a Cauldron Cake and ate it on her way to the room where her last patient of the day waited for her.
The person on the examining table was a man about middle age, light brown hair, with a few gray hairs, and crystal-blue eyes.
Ginny's eyes widened, and she quickly closed the door, practically throwing herself into his arms.
"Remus!" Ginny cried, holding him, despite her round stomach. "Why're you here?"
Isn't it obvious? I'm here for a check-up." Remus replied, placing a kiss on her forehead.
"Check-up?" Ginny repeated lamely. "What for?"
"To see if everything is all spiffy." Remus replied with a teasing smile.
"I know that," Ginny replied irritably. "I was wondering why; I mean, is everything alright with you?"
"Well, it's one of our requirements before the end of the week." Remus said, very seriously.
"Huh?" Ginny asked, starting the check-up. "What'd you mean?"
"It is a requirement for all Order members. We need to be in top health now. Harry is now an Auror; more of a threat to Voldemort then ever before; and he is starting to attack more viciously."
Ginny nodded, knowing how true that was. Just this past week, at least ninety witches and wizards came in with major wounds and curses placed on them.
"There's going to be an all-out war tomorrow." Remus concluded, looking at the cold, tiled floor.
"How do you know that?" Ginny asked, her heart pounding and constricting in fear. She knew that her love would be involved in it.
"Dumbledore discovered one of Voldemort's major plans, and we are going to head him off tomorrow, Harry included. Thats why we have to have this check-up; to ensure that we are healthy enough to go into battle."
Ginny felt her heart drop to her stomach, and that was when her baby kicked hard. She cried out in pain and surprise, and she dropped to the floor; Remus was by her side in an instant.
"Ginny! What is it!? What's wrong!?"
Ginny breathed a couple of times, the pain receding with each breath. She shook her head, allowing Remus to help her back up to her feet.
"I'm alright; it's okay." She reassured, placing a hand on Remus to steady herself. "This baby of yours just kicked me!"
Remus chuckled, gently placing a hand on Ginny's rounding stomach. The baby kicked again.
Ginny watched in amazement as Remus' face beamed with a pride that she had never seen in him before. It was like he was bonding with his child already, and she noticed that for a moment, she was forgotten. That it was more than alright with Ginny; and somehow it made Remus more handsome than ever.
"He's strong." Remus commented, rubbing her stomach.
'He?" Ginny repeated, blinking at him.
Remus shrugged indifferently.
"You know guys; they always say the gender is male. Maybe it's a habit..."
"If our child is a boy, what would you name him?" Ginny asked, suddenly realizing they have not had this conversation.
"Name?" Remus repeated, somewhat surprised. "I honestly don't know; you?"
"Well... I've only got a girl's name picked out..."
"What;s that?"
"Diana... as in the Roman name for the goddess of the moon." Ginny replied with a dreamy look in her eyes.
"And if he's a boy?" Remus pressed.
"It's your job!" Ginny argued, trying to place her hands on whatever was left of her hips.
"I'm not good with names, Gin-Gin."
Ginny tried to think of a good name for a boy; something that her son would appreciate, maybe even enjoy.
"Here's an interesting one," Ginny said after an idea popped into her mind. "You're werewolf side is Romulus, and he is also the father of our child."
Ginny winced when she realized how incredibly ridiculous that sounded, even to her own ears.
"What I mean is..." Ginny was cut off when Remus held up a hand, shaking his head, and smiling.
"That's alright; I know what you were trying to say."
Relieved that she did not have to explain herself, Ginny gave a heartfelt sigh and continued on with her idea.
"So, we can name him after your werewolf side, and give him your middle and last name so he would be named after you.
It's kind of like splitting it down the middle."
Only you, boy, get two names, and I only get one name.
Shut up! At least Ginny thought about you!
True... and I only have one name; so it's all good.
Remus mentally snorted.
Selfish, sodding wolf.
"That sounds like a good idea." Remus commented honestly while Romulus screamed curses at his other half.
"So we both agree," Ginny asked, double checking. "if he's a boy he will be Romulus J. Lupin?"
Remus nodded once, reassuring Ginny that it was more than alright with him. Ginny became very serious as she looked at her mate.
He was going to war with one of the most dangerous wizards of the century. Ginny closed her eyes, trying to relax her tense neck muscles.
"Ginny?" Remus whispered her name, trying to get her attention.
"What?" Ginny sniffed, wiping away the salty liquid that she hadn't realized was falling down her cheeks; and she did not care.
Remus opened his mouth to say something, hesitated, and then closed his mouth, deciding not to say it.
"Y-You're going to war," Ginny sobbed. with Harry, and the rest of my family. War, Remus; war means people will..."
She could not say the word; if she said it that meant a greater possibility for him to do just that.
Remus sighed seriously and nodded his head.
"Yes, I know what the possibility of war means, Gin-Gin; but it has to be fought, just like it had to be fought eighteen years ago. With war, there is a guarantee that people will die; I'm not going to deny that fact. Yet, it's for a purpose."
"Is that what they told you eighteen years ago?" Ginny snapped, knowing she was acting like a child, but she just could not help it. Her Remus was going to be in danger.
"I was naive back then. Me, James, Lily, Sirius, and... Peter were all naive eighteen years ago. We had no idea what would happen; we never even thought about the possibility of dying. Sure, it crossed our minds, but we did not think it would ever happen to us."
Remus closed his eyes and sighed; aching memories of long ago went through his mind. They really were naive. All of them thought that it would be the five of them together forever. Yet, when James, the leader fell, they all fell.
"I don't know a lot about war." Ginny announced, looking at the wall as if it was the most interesting thing she had ever seen. "In fact, I don't know a lot about anything; but I do know that this war does have to be fought for the sake of our future generations. Why does it have to be at the expense of other people?"
Remus shook his head.
"It's just the way the world works. Every so often, a person will arise, threatening the peace and safety of humanity, and the warriors have to fight it. I don't know anyone who likes war, but sometimes, it's inevitable."
Ginny barely nodded, only once.
"Old men make war," she said. "and young men fight them."
Remus silently answered in agreement.
"So..." Remus began to change the depressing topic of the conversation. "How about that exam?"
The corners of Ginny's lips slowly made their way upward, and trying to forget, just for a moment, that Remus might get killed, she gave him an exam.
"Well, according to the results, you have an excellent diet, and everything else is perfect. No high cholesterol, or blood pressure; all perfect."
"It's great to hear that." Remus replied, pulling is shirt back on.
"You know what my brothers, Fred and George, always say when mum would scold them about eating a lot of treats?"
"What's that?"
"Eat healthy, exercise--" Ginny said, mocking Fred's voice. "--Die anyway." Ginny concluded, this time mocking George's voice.
Remus laughed, knowing that sounded like the Weasley twins.
"Keep close to those two." Remus advised, getting of the examining table.
"Remus..." Ginny started, needing to know what she was about to ask. "Who else, that I know, is going to be fighting tomorrow?"
Remus hesitated, not wanting to tell her, but not wanting her to wonder. It was supposed to be kept a secret from most families, but he decided not to keep it from Ginny; she has every right to know.
"Harry, of course, your father, Arthur, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George, Ron, Hermione, though Ron didn't want her to, and many Aurors."
"...And you." Ginny concluded depressingly.
Remus nodded, looking at the closed door as if begging for it to open so he could run out of the room as fast as he could.
Honestly, he did not want to face Ginny because he did not want to see her cry; to see her saddened.
He would rather die then to see his brilliant, happy Ginny, sad and depressed.
Ginny suddenly traced the lines on his Spirit Guider; she had got him another gold chain for Christmas, though he insisted that he could have gotten one.
"I hate good-byes," Ginny whispered, still playing with the necklace. "Especially when I dont know if it is a final good-bye."
Ginny rested her head on Remus' chest, her cheek covering the gold symbol. Remus closed his eyes, breathing the scent that he knew more than himself. He took comfort in her warmth, in her wonderful scent.
Then Remus smelled the familiar salty liquid, marred with Ginnys sent of blue flowers.
"Ginny," Remus whispered chokingly. "Please smile."
Ginny did not know how anyone could smile when people were going to be killed tomorrow, without any of the wizards and witch of this world knowing about it.
Then she closed her eyes, and thought back on a happy memory; they were back at Hogwarts, in Remus' classroom, and they were talking. It was those moments that Ginny really lived for; just them, Remus and Ginny, talking about nothing important, but it was just them.
Ginny looked up at Remus with a bright, genuine smile; her tears were gone, although her eyes were beautifully swollen and red, they shone with happiness; happiness that he gave her.
Remus genuinely smiled in return; that was it. That was the smile he loved; the smile that he would fight for, just to keep it on her face. The smile that he would go through the depths of hell and back, just to see that smile always there to greet him.
Remus leaned down a bit and placed a small kiss on Ginny's lips before letting her go.
"I have to go, Ginny."
"Remus!" Ginny cried, holding him tighter.
Don't let go! A voice in Ginny's heart cried out. Don't let go!
"Ginny..."
"Just a few more minutes!" Ginny cried, still holding him as close as her swollen stomach would allow. "Please!"
They clung to each other for just a few more minutes. He did not want to let her go, just as much as she did not want to let him go; but eventually, they would both have to.
"Ginny..."
"A few more minutes!" Ginny cried again, almost breaking down into tears. "Please!"
Remus squeezed his eyes tightly, trying not to let the tears fall as they burned his eyes, and his eye lids swelled.
"Ginny, please, let me go..." Remus begged, knowing he had to go, but just could not; so he decided to go now before he decided to back out of leaving.
"I can't let you go!" Ginny sobbed.
"If you just hold me for a few more minutes, you'll end up holding me the rest of your life. I don't want that for you; I don't wish that kind of misery upon you."
Ginny did not understand what Remus was trying to tell her; it took all of her strength to release her hold on him, to let him go.
Remus quickly kissed Ginny, and slowly walked out the door without looking back at Ginny even once so he wouldn't lose his will to leave.
Ginny watched Remus slowly walk out the door, the tears flowed down her cheeks like a waterfall, and she did not bother to wipe them away.
She had just done what would probably be the worst, yet the strongest thing she had ever done: letting Remus go.
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Saturday, 31 July 1998.
The most dreaded day for Ginny, and Remus as well. Even though she had the day off, Ginny still found herself at St. Mungos Hospital, wandering the halls, waiting for something, or rather, someone.
Ginny found herself in the department of incurable people, whose minds were idled with magic.
She wandered into a ward that hardly anyone visited anymore, save for Neville and his grandmother.
There, Ginny saw them; two old warriors, practically thrown away and forgotten by the world. They were in the world, yet not part of the world.
Not knowing what else to do, Ginny sat down in a chair next to the man who stared into space, mumbling incoherently. The woman, whose bed was next to her husbands, stared at her blankly.
Ginny offered a small smile at Alice Longbottom, nodding in greeting; as usual, no reaction from the thin, frail woman.
"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom." Ginny greeted.
Alice watched Ginny, with something of a child-like curiosity; it was a small reaction, but at least it was a reaction.
"This is it," Ginny continued. "The long awaited moment that would determine the future of the Wizarding World of the United Kingdom. I'm scared, and I don't know anyone who isn't."
Ginny sighed, shaking her head, and resting a hand on her swollen stomach. Alice's eyes drifted down to Ginny's abdomen, her expression still blank.
"I'm scared for my husband, my family, my friends, and the whole world. Most of all, I'm afraid for my child. I've never known a love like this; it's like my heart would burst if I could love my child any more than I do right now. If anything would happen to him or her... I would die."
At this point, Alice got up from her bed, humming a child's lullaby, and she sat down in front of Ginny, on Frank's bed.
"You understand, don't you, Mrs. Longbottom?" Ginny asked Alice, even though she knew that the older woman would not answer. "That's why you gave your existence to your son, Neville; that's why Harry's mother gave her life for him."
Ginny sniffed, trying not to cry.
"Voldemort... that stupid, insane bastard!" Ginny yelled, hating more than ever, not noticing that Frank's mumbles stopped at the mention of the dark lord's name. "Always messing up the lives of others, taking away children's parents!"
Finally, the tears fell, and Ginny just let them. She was very shocked, to say the least, when she felt Alice's hand gently resting on her cheek. Alice's face was blank, but the depth of her eyes, where her soul rested, was warm, soft, filled with both sadness and understanding.
"I don't want to loose anyone, Alice." Ginny cried, calling her by her first name for the first time. "No one; I don't want my child to live in fear, or live in a world that is broken."
Ginny shook her head, and Alice's hand went from Ginny's face to gently rest on the young woman's stomach, ever so gently.
"I just... want it all to be over so we could go back to the way our lives once were when that evil man did not exist.
An image came to Ginny's mind; she and Remus were in the Hogwarts' field, both young adults. They were running hand-in-hand down the field, just running happily without a worry in the world.
Everyone was waving at them as they ran by; James, Lily, Sirius, Harry, Alice, Frank, and her family. All of them young again as if time never touched them, preserved for all eternity. The field was blooming with wild blue flowers; everything was perfect.
"You know, I am thankful for you, Remus. You helped put the broken pieces of me back together, and you made me whole once again. I will always love you for that."
They will never run down that field again. Even when the war ends, even when everything goes back to normal, they would never be the same; their hearts would never again be unbroken.
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Remus and a few other Aurors waited behind trees at the edge of the field on which they expected to encounter Voldemort and his Death Eaters. It was a deceptively peaceful field, covered in blue flowers. The air smelled like Ginny, and that gave comfort to him.
When he first apparated to the destined field, Remus thought Ginny had followed him to battle. However, when he saw the hundreds of blue flowers in the field, he understood why the air smelled like Ginny; and it comforted him.
Remus didn't know whether to be more alert because of this, or just comforted.
A light shot out into the early morning sky; that was the signal. Remus and the other Aurors charged out of the trees, as did countless others, running towards the danger rather than away from it.
Voldemort was no where to be seen, he was probably in the back; an intelligent move because the Wizards of Light would have to get through his armies, the Death Eaters, the trolls, the giants, and the dragons.
Remus' heart dropped down to the pit of his stomach at the sight of the dragons; last time he fought Voldemort, the dark one did not have dragons on his side, setting the forest on fire with chaos and madness.
From where Remus stood, he saw Harry in front of the gathering of men, cutting Voldemort off before he could carry through with his main plan; apparating through the Wizarding World and throwing them into chaos.
They could not let that happen!
The army of Light Wizards charged forward, spells were thrown from both sides so furiously that it looked like a light show of magnificent colors.
Men fell, screaming in pain, the trolls and giants threw heavy objects, crushing people; even on the dark side. Trolls and giants did not care; they just threw things randomly. It became nearly impossible to dodge them.
Remus clutched the Spirit Guider under his shirt one last time, and then charged with all the other wizards and witches, yelling spells to bring down the giant beasts. Remus and his battalion's job was to take down the trolls, giants, and dragons.
Charlie Weasley, the dragon expert, was right behind him, with just the right spell to bring them down; not kill them, just bring them down so they could not harm any more.
Charlie and his friend from Romania, a woman, were all but alone when it came to handling the dragons. One dragon clamped down on an Auror's leg like a chew toy as the man cried out in agony, and the Death Eaters laughed cruelly.
By now, Remus had lost track of Harry. He was no where to be found. Yelling a spell that felled a giant, crushing Light Wizards and Dark Wizards alike, Remus charged on.
Moody was also beside him, both men breathing hard from exertion and fear, though the old warrior did not seem the type to become frightened.
"This is it, Lupin," Moody shouted as they ran, the blue flowers were crushed as they trampled over them. "This day will determine our fate, and the fate of the Wizarding World. Which would it be?"
"To live!" Remus replied back, realizing the Wizards of Light were outnumbered.
The fight was growing desperate, both sides were at an even level; one couldn't overpower the other.
How were they going to survive this?
The Dark Wizards of Voldemort's army charged, yelling all the Unforgivable Curses they could think of. Men fell, yelling in agony. Blood was everywhere, pooling in the field of blue flowers.
Then, one Death Eater ran toward Remus, avoiding all others, laughing cruelly. Who was that person?
The Death Eater threw a curse at Remus, and he dodged it, jumping to the right and back as well, and he threw a spell at the Death Eater.
"Diffindo!"
The black mask that covered the Death Eater's face came off; who Remus saw made him feel saddened, betrayed, and enraged all at once.
"Wormtail." Remus spat out, holding out his wand in defense.
"Remus." Peter greeted back cruelly, smiling and showing his yellowed teeth. "How have you and Harry been?" He asked
casually as if they were not in the middle of a war.
Remus did not say anything, but shouted a curse that Peter dodged.
"Why, Peter?" Remus asked, shaking his head. "Why?"
"Because I would rather be on the winning side." Peter answered, pointing his wand at his former friend.
"No, you will be on the loosing side." Remus retorted, dodging the curse Peter threw at him. As much as Remus hated to admit it, Peter had gotten better and more confident at Wizard Dueling.
"Diffindo!" Peter shouted, and parts of Remus' flesh split, causing his blood to splatter on the blue flowers under him.
Peter laughed cruelly, and Remus panted, the blood on his wounds slowed down to a stop. His enrage engulfed him. Remus looked at the man that he no longer knew; he no longer saw the small, innocent, shy boy he went to school with.
Remus saw a man unrecognizable, a man that killed and buried the boy he use to be; the one that would never have betrayed James and Lily, and orphaned Harry. He saw Peter as a madman that killed without consideration.
Remus growled deep in his throat, took his good, kind nature that gave people second chances... the side that loved Ginny dearly, and he sealed it deep within the unknown depths of his heart; he then allowed his werewolf spirit out, creating a powerful, warrior with a lust for blood.
"Crucio!" Remus shouted at his former friend.
Peter fell to the ground, screaming in agony and torture. Remus lifted his wand, letting the sniveling man twitch on the ground.
Hours had passed, and bodies were strewn across the field, waiting for burial, but still the war continued. Both armies were completely exhausted, but refusing to give up.
Remus sank to the ground panting. His werewolf spirit was spent, and forced to retreat back into his heart. His gentle human nature emerged and he pushed aside its loathing to kill people.
Remus, shaking and dizzy with utter exhaustion, got back on his feet to continue fighting. Blood soaked his clothes, some of it his, some of it not, and he staggered towards the moving battle, trying not to trample on the dead ones.
"Werewolf." A cold voice behind him said, and Remus turned around tiredly, to stare at another challenger.
This Death Eater's mask was off, showing Remus his ice-blue eyes and platinum blond hair.
"Lucius." Remus said tiredly.
"Your side loses, werewolf." Lucius said, smirking in triumph, as well as cruelly. "We are going to put a collar on you, place a number on you, and send you off to Azkaban."
"We haven't lost yet." Remus retorted, knowing the battle was almost over with more blood shed than the first war.
Lucius laughed cruelly, running towards Remus, a weapon in his hand, and thrust it into Remus' side, through his kidneys.
Remus felt the stabbing pain, and the unbelievable burning; sliver poisoning. Why does it always have to be silver?!
Lucius painfully twisted the dagger and yanked it out of the werewolf.
Blood flowed freely though Remus' open wound; he'd been counting on his werewolf blood to seal the wound up, but the silver kept that from happening. His blood flowed down his arm, dripping to the ground in small splatters.
Remus looked at the blue flowers covering the ground; they all look so small and innocent, like little children in the way of danger.
Ginny loves blue flowers, he suddenly thought.
"I think blue flowers are the best because one, it's my favorite color, and two, they are the only flowers I know that have a color which symbolizes depression, yet they look so beautiful and happy."
Ginny.
"Don't you think the flowers look beautiful and happy too, Remus?"
Ginny.
Remus looked at the blue flowers as he lifted his hand out, unable to touch them; drops of blood dripped from his hand and onto the flowers, staining them. Ginny loves blue flowers.
Remus stumbled, and fell, the blue flowers enveloping him.
"Did you know that in Japan, blue roses are used for mourning?"
Remus lifted his head and saw Ginny through his mind. She was sitting among the blue flowers, touching them delicately, smiling at him.
"Ginny..." Remus whispered.
Then he reached out towards her with his bloody hand, silently begging her to give him strength. He must survive this war; he must see this war at its end.
"Ginny..."
Remus got back to his feet; his vision blurred as the silver flowed through his body like someone was burning him with fire throughout his veins.
He tried to aim his wand at Lucius, breathing hard and shaking. Remus vaguely heard the man laugh, and hardly noticed him hold up his wand in a certain position that doomed his two friends, James and Lily. Suddenly, everything looked more beautiful than it ever had in his life.
To Remus, the clear, blue sky had never looked so bright, so beautiful; the trees had never smelled so wonderful, and the blue flowers had never looked more delicate, wonderful, and beautiful.
And Ginny' had never looked so radiant, brilliant, bright and beautiful in his mind. His Ginny, with her smile; the smile he vowed to save, to protect, was no longer his.
Ginny was not his any more.
I'm sorry, my Gin-Gin.
It happened in slow motion, like time just slowed down, and Remus hardly noticed Lucius say those two dreaded words; his thoughts only on Ginny, his love that he would never see again.
"Avada Kedevera!"
When a soul is forcefully torn from its body; memories of its whole life flash through its consciousness in comfort as it passes into Death's hands. And as the green light from the Death Curse surrounded Remus, as his body began to shut down, his whole life flashed before his mind's eye; all of it in seconds, but the moments that he saw that seemed to last forever.
He saw James, Sirius, and Peter, all alive and well, in the Gryffindor common room, looking at the Marauder's map.
He saw James and Lily getting married, Sirius standing beside him as best man and faithful best friend.
He saw Harry trying his hardest to conjure a Patronus Charm while facing the bogart dementor.
And Ginny.
Ginny sitting in the back of his class, looking lost and alone without a friend in the world; she reminded him so much of himself.
Ginny giving him a small smile as he tried to cheer her.
"I do not need a bogart to know what I fear the most; I fear that no one would mourn for me if I was to pass away from this life."
Ginny sitting in the front of the classroom; smiling brightly at him as he taught.
"You know, I am thankful for you, Remus. You helped to put the broken pieces of me back together, and you made me whole once again. I will always love you for that."
And Ginny's beautiful laughter, laughing just for him.
"Do you want me to tell you something that will make you hate me? ...I love you, Remus."
Ginny, placing her hands on her stomach in wonder, carrying the child he will never get a chance to hold.
"If we are to die tonight... then I would rather die with you!"
Ginny's dazzling smile, smiling beautifully just for him as she whispered his name.
"Remus..."
And running, hand-in-hand, down the fields at Hogwarts.
...And Ginny...
...And Ginny...
...And Ginny...
Remus hardly felt his body hit the ground. All he heard was a distant thud as the blue flowers surrounded him. All his thoughts were on was his angel that gave him peace; the one person he loved more than he could ever have thought.
Ginny.