Author's Notes: Arrgh! So many questions! How come people keep asking if
Draco and Lucius are in the story yet? No, they aren't, although I might
stick them in somewhere later. I haven't completely filled this whole story
out in my brain yet. And the little quote that I slipped in at the end of
the last chapter wasn't part of the story, I was just being weird (you have
to work with me here!) And yes, Ness is Remus's gf (she doesn't belong to
me, either, though) And I have to thank babysb for reminding me about old
Snape. I can't believe I almost forgot him. This plot is going to get so so
so complicated....
I'm also sorry for making Remus seem so sad all the time. Now that I look
back, a lot of the characters seem to be depressed a lot of the time. I'll
try to give it a more upbeat mood after this, okay?
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(*sigh*) One more thing. At first I was pissed at all of the reviews about
what I said about Daniel Radcliffe. And I'm going to say that I have
absolutely no problem with the books staying British, or really the movie,
for that matter. And when I said that I thought other countries should've
gotten a chance to be main characters, I didn't only mean America. I can't
believe anyone would even think that. I said other countries, not just
America (for example, Australia, South Africa, Canada!) Just letting anyone
who cares know, I did take a different side in my message. I've already
said that maybe J.K. Rowling wanted the story to be kept British, but
apparently no one read that part of the message, now did they? So, like I
said, I was pissed off at first, but now that I think of it, if I were from
England I wouldn't have been too thrilled about the fact that other people
don't want it to stay British either.
(*Please be aware that if you said nothing about Lyra's opinions on the
casting of the Harry Potter movies, then she thanks you and apologizes for
any inconveniences to you. No more will be said about the movies, or her
opinions on them (or much else, lest she be turned into mush by the many
people who don't agree with her), so she begs that no one review anymore on
the subject, for fear that she will have an overload.*)
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Disclaimer: Reminder that all Harry Potter content, except for the plot and
a few of the places, do not belong to me. This is also a disclaimer for the
character called Vanessa. She's not mine, either, but belongs to a
fanfiction.net user-Ness Lupin
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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: NESS'S STORY
Just as Wormtail was saying that maybe Remus could conjure up some juice for them, Moony interrupted and asked in a quite, yet extremely noticeable voice, "So, Remus, what happened to Ness?"
Remus stopped talking abruptly, and the others, following his lead, slowly quieted down as well. Moony and the other Marauders looked up at Remus expectantly. Lily could immediately sense the bad news in the air. Snape looked at the lot of them, sniffed rudely, then felt terrible for not at least paying any respects to a girl who he'd seen only a day before, who had stood up to him. James was thinking much the same trail of thoughts.
What had happened to Ness?
"Yes, Remus, what's happened to Ness? Vanessa?" James muttered, seeing the flicker of panic in the old man's eyes that were exactly the same as his seventeen-year-old friend's eyes.
"Who's Vanessa?" Ron said, not seeing Moony's alarmed look, or Lily's fearful glare.
After a moment, "'Who's Vanessa?'" Moony muttered.
Even though it seemed as if every particle of James's attention was on Remus, in the corner of his eye he still see a tear trailing over Moony's cheek.
Remus was breathing deeply, looking up at the ceiling, his hands clutching at each other as if looking for something, anything, to anchor onto. The cheerful morning seemed to have disappeared, to leave nothing but a cold, dry, cloudy day.
James couldn't bear to look at the old man. He turned his gaze instead onto the other people in the room. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were looking up at Remus with dread in every feature. Snape was looking interested, though not in the least bit sad. Wormtail and Sirius were looking horror-stricken, leaving Wormtail looking small, chubby, and out of place, and Sirius looking rather unlike his usual roguish self and leaving him ugly and bewildered. The small, flaming light that was usually in Lily's eyes seemed to have gone out and she looked pale and scared. And Moony looked...
"I think I'm going to be sick--" He said, before he hurried away to the toilet.
This was worse than finding out that THEY were dead.
Something must've come to Snape's mind, because he said, "But you never said that she was dead. How come we always assume the worst? Is she dead then?" He said this all in a very businesslike tone, as if conversations having to do with the death of friends happened quite frequently. For a moment James felt a hatred flame up inside his chest, until he realized that the slimeball had a point. Nobody had ever said that she was dead.
But Remus looked at Snape, and they stared at each other for a while, until finally Remus said, "Yes, she's dead."
Unfortunately this was the point when Moony came back into the room, wiping his cheek on a towel, and he almost looked like he was about to be sick again, but he recovered and walked sturdily back to the couch, sat down and looked his older self strait in the eye. Remus smiled at him wryly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
"How?" Was the only word that Moony could get out without being sick again, and Remus's smile faded altogether, leaving him looking older and sadder.
He was silent for a minute or so, obviously thinking about something that hadn't been thought about in a long time. Soon his eyes glazed over and the story slowly seeped out. * * *
Ness watched Harry crawling all over his father's feet, cooing and smiling up at them all with big, green eyes. She smiled down at him as she massaged her swollen belly absently, then looked out the window at the sky. Remus. If it weren't for him...But he was worrying. She might as well humor him while she still had to. Slip and fall....She hadn't done that for a long time, why was he worrying now?
She knew the answer to that and smiled slightly at a bird that was pecking in the summer grass outside. Her little passenger. He wouldn't want that one to get hurt, nor her, for that matter. But Remus knew she could take care of herself. It was only in the last few months that he'd begun to worry about his wife's pursuits outside. She really couldn't wait to be returned to her old lifestyle, but, then again, it would probably never be the same.
She hoped it was a girl, with big, tawny eyes, and brown baby curls swirling over her shoulders. But, now that Ness thought about it, if it was a boy she wouldn't be so displeased, although she hadn't spent much time working out what the boy would look like.
"Ness?" James was saying, bringing her back to her senses. For a moment she had a spur of her old frustration and an all-too familiar thought went through her mind...what had changed him...?...and then she forgot about it, as she always did and said, "Yes?"
"You okay?" He asked (another thing that brought that previous thought to her mind. The old James would never enquire about whether or not she was okay.)
"Yes, why do you ask?" She said, clearing her mind once again.
"I've been talking to you for five minutes, in case you didn't notice, and you haven't been responding." James said, looking impatient. That was her old Jamsie.
Ness smiled and said, "Sorry, Jamsie boy. I was just thinking. What did you want to talk about?"
"Well, we were talking about making Sirius Harry's godfather, until you drifted off. So...what do you think?"
"I suppose." Ness said, thoughtfully. "But, James, would he really be a good decision? He's a bachelor...Sirius doesn't know the first thing about taking care of a little boy!"
James smiled, "Neither do you, but you'll find out soon enough." Making her blush, "And it's not like Lily and I are going to drop dead before Harry is old enough to know something of how to take care of himself."
No, that wasn't very likely, but for some reason the sparkle in James's eyes seemed to have momentarily gone out, despite his easy tone. Probably the thought of actually dying, Ness thought.
Harry was tugging on Lily's skirt, and she picked him up while he giggled happily, crawling all over her lap, obviously not wanting to be cuddled but preferring to roam over her knees, holding onto the silver necklace hanging over her neck with the lily on the end so he didn't fall onto the floor. Ness, watching him, thought again of her own and looked outside again.
At that moment Remus came in, looking slightly tired, but not so much. "Well," He said, "Nothing. Sometimes I think of what a waste it is to be working so much for the Order. We never get anything out of it--"
"Come on, Moony," James said, stretching out in his seat and taking a brief, sweet glance at Lily, "You ought to be more positive. We're doing something for wizard kind. Don't you feel proud?"
"Not particularly, but maybe that's because all I'm doing is keeping track of the groups of werewolves that are more trouble than they're worth. It doesn't help much to keep them on our side, they'll turn as soon as another werewolf right is altered."
"Well, Dumbledore obviously thinks something more of them, but you can never tell what that man is thinking..." James said cheerfully. He glanced at his watch, "We should go. If you two are coming over for dinner we need to start it soon."
So they left, and walked a few blocks to the London Underground, stopping closest to the hidden Godric's Hollow. They were held up by a pair of Muggles who chattered over Harry for a few moments, and came to James and Lily's house to find Sirius already inside.
"Why, hello." James said good naturedly, "Fancy finding you here--"
"Thanks for the welcome." Sirius said scathingly, and happily took Harry from Lily's hold while the boy sighed with content, getting ready for a short nap.
"So where's Peter?"
Getting ready for dinner, the group of friends didn't know that at that moment, something was happening, that, if Dumbledore had known about, would be something of great interest...
Two Death Eaters were heading in the direction of the Lupin household. They were quite aware that it was empty, but that was okay. The element of surprise was one of the best weapons possible. They stepped over the emerald green grass that was under the tree in front of Remus's home, one of them crushed a dandelion under his foot as he followed the other into the house, after the alahomora charm was used on the door.
"I don't see why we're--" The first Death Eater said, cut off.
"The prophecy, dolt!" The other whispered as they paced the living room, looking at the pictures of Ness and Remus, James and Lily, Sirius, Peter, and little Harry. Their eyes lingered for a moment on the boy, but then the second Death Eater continued, "Three, Nott, three. Two if this works. Our Lord said that the chance is small that this child might be the one, but there's still a chance. He said to get rid of the threat while we're able. It might be born at the right time, and if so..."
"Another threat." Said Nott, scowling at the picture of Sirius and setting the picture so it faced down. "So what about Pettigrew?"
"Didn't you get any of this in your dull head why He was explaining it...?....Obviously not. I'll tell you one word only, and see if it penetrates through that thick skull of yours-diversion."
Peter Pettigrew had obviously been running, that or he had seen something that had simply taken his breath away. Whatever the reason, when he apparated into the Potters' sitting room his face was sweaty and pale (though that was usual) and he was out of breath.
Immediately everyone in the room rushed to his side, helping him into a chair while Harry sat in the corner uttering a few baby words, his eyes confused and afraid.
It took Peter at least a minute to catch his breath, and then longer to calm down and start speaking in comprehensible sentences.
"...Break in....in the Ministry....Death Eaters...."
Remus, James, and Sirius straitened up, staring at Peter while he gulped for breath, then Sirius rushed over to the fire place, through in a handful of floo powder, then stuck his head into the roaring green fire. James began pacing and Lily stood looking at him. Ness was watching the flames in the grate, wondering...
Sirius pulled his head out of the fire, and groaned, "Dumbledore knows. We have to go...."
James kissed Lily on the forehead, as gently as was possible with him in such a hurry, chucked Harry under the chin with a quick smile, then apparated. Sirius, followed, along with Peter, and Remus was last. He barely brushed lips with his own wife, and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, Ness." and was gone like the others.
Ness was still staring into the flames. All of the men...She felt so useless, and for the first time she felt reproach for her soon-to-come child. She should be with them! Fighting! She glanced at Lily, who was staring at Harry. Perhaps she felt the same way...
If Ness stayed she knew that she would spend the rest of the night in silence, wanting to leave, uncomfortable....more so with Lily there. She'd never liked Lily as much as most people did. She got up to leave-
"Please don't, Ness." Lily said, her wide green eyes afraid, "Don't-- "
"I'm not going to help them...I just...I need to be alone...."
Lily smiled slightly and choked, "I know how that feels."
The moment before Ness went through her door, she felt a great fear sweep over her as if she'd been drenched with water. She didn't know why, of course, but she felt that something bad would happen if she entered her house, but the fear was momentary.
She came through the door, completely unharmed, and shrugged a moment before the words "AVADA KEDAVRA!" were shrieked and a jet of lurid green light propelled through the air just past her head.
Ness screamed and ran to the side, into the dining room, hearing the next spell hit the wall. Her wand, where was her WAND? And where were they? Whoever they were-there were at least two-and they didn't mean well, she could tell from the way her stomach knotted up and her brow was immediately dotted with sweat beads and the way her heart was thumping in her throat to the point that she couldn't breathe. She wasn't thinking, it was all reaction.
Ness jerked for no reason known to her, off to the left, and knew that it had been a good choice. Stay alive..stay alive..stay alive..Only that wasn't what she was thinking. She was on the staircase now, upstairs to the room that she and Remus shared.
No, she hadn't needed her wand, she didn't really like to apparate anyway, but now....
A tall, masked man burst through the door, his wand pointing strait at Ness as he began to chant a spell-but she had found her wand, pointed it at him and yelled, "Expelliarmus!" His wand flew out of his hand and Ness turned around to the window. Dare she jump?
No, not with a baby.
She turned back to the Death Eater, pointed her wand at him again, yelling, "Stupefy!"
Remus heard a crash in his house as he walked up the steps toward the front door, and felt a plummeting in his stomach that made the fear he'd felt earlier seem like nervous twinges.
Ness ran out of the room, and barely had time to take in the fact that there was another Death Eater, with pale blue eyes, that stood before her, before she was falling.
Ness felt a coldness rising from her feet upward faster than Remus's heart was being crushed in his chest while he watched her fall. She stared at Lucius Malfoy, her murderer, for a moment as she fell...
...Remus would have saved her....she loved him...
Ness had heard that the moment before a person dies, she sees her whole life pass before her eyes. That wasn't what she saw. She saw herself and Remus, and all of their friends, on the grounds of Hogwarts, but Peter wasn't there. She could hear her own laughter, and see them all clearly, but for some reason, she couldn't feel the sun. Neither could her unborn son, nor would he ever have the chance. * * *
Remus was silent for a while, and nobody seemed to want to spoil the silence. Moony's face was pale and he was staring at the floor. He muttered something incomprehensible, then cleared his throat, and said clearly, "Were they ever caught?"
Only his counter-part knew who he was talking about.
"Not for that crime, no." * * * * * * * A/N: I am so cruel!!! Argh!
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: NESS'S STORY
Just as Wormtail was saying that maybe Remus could conjure up some juice for them, Moony interrupted and asked in a quite, yet extremely noticeable voice, "So, Remus, what happened to Ness?"
Remus stopped talking abruptly, and the others, following his lead, slowly quieted down as well. Moony and the other Marauders looked up at Remus expectantly. Lily could immediately sense the bad news in the air. Snape looked at the lot of them, sniffed rudely, then felt terrible for not at least paying any respects to a girl who he'd seen only a day before, who had stood up to him. James was thinking much the same trail of thoughts.
What had happened to Ness?
"Yes, Remus, what's happened to Ness? Vanessa?" James muttered, seeing the flicker of panic in the old man's eyes that were exactly the same as his seventeen-year-old friend's eyes.
"Who's Vanessa?" Ron said, not seeing Moony's alarmed look, or Lily's fearful glare.
After a moment, "'Who's Vanessa?'" Moony muttered.
Even though it seemed as if every particle of James's attention was on Remus, in the corner of his eye he still see a tear trailing over Moony's cheek.
Remus was breathing deeply, looking up at the ceiling, his hands clutching at each other as if looking for something, anything, to anchor onto. The cheerful morning seemed to have disappeared, to leave nothing but a cold, dry, cloudy day.
James couldn't bear to look at the old man. He turned his gaze instead onto the other people in the room. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were looking up at Remus with dread in every feature. Snape was looking interested, though not in the least bit sad. Wormtail and Sirius were looking horror-stricken, leaving Wormtail looking small, chubby, and out of place, and Sirius looking rather unlike his usual roguish self and leaving him ugly and bewildered. The small, flaming light that was usually in Lily's eyes seemed to have gone out and she looked pale and scared. And Moony looked...
"I think I'm going to be sick--" He said, before he hurried away to the toilet.
This was worse than finding out that THEY were dead.
Something must've come to Snape's mind, because he said, "But you never said that she was dead. How come we always assume the worst? Is she dead then?" He said this all in a very businesslike tone, as if conversations having to do with the death of friends happened quite frequently. For a moment James felt a hatred flame up inside his chest, until he realized that the slimeball had a point. Nobody had ever said that she was dead.
But Remus looked at Snape, and they stared at each other for a while, until finally Remus said, "Yes, she's dead."
Unfortunately this was the point when Moony came back into the room, wiping his cheek on a towel, and he almost looked like he was about to be sick again, but he recovered and walked sturdily back to the couch, sat down and looked his older self strait in the eye. Remus smiled at him wryly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
"How?" Was the only word that Moony could get out without being sick again, and Remus's smile faded altogether, leaving him looking older and sadder.
He was silent for a minute or so, obviously thinking about something that hadn't been thought about in a long time. Soon his eyes glazed over and the story slowly seeped out. * * *
Ness watched Harry crawling all over his father's feet, cooing and smiling up at them all with big, green eyes. She smiled down at him as she massaged her swollen belly absently, then looked out the window at the sky. Remus. If it weren't for him...But he was worrying. She might as well humor him while she still had to. Slip and fall....She hadn't done that for a long time, why was he worrying now?
She knew the answer to that and smiled slightly at a bird that was pecking in the summer grass outside. Her little passenger. He wouldn't want that one to get hurt, nor her, for that matter. But Remus knew she could take care of herself. It was only in the last few months that he'd begun to worry about his wife's pursuits outside. She really couldn't wait to be returned to her old lifestyle, but, then again, it would probably never be the same.
She hoped it was a girl, with big, tawny eyes, and brown baby curls swirling over her shoulders. But, now that Ness thought about it, if it was a boy she wouldn't be so displeased, although she hadn't spent much time working out what the boy would look like.
"Ness?" James was saying, bringing her back to her senses. For a moment she had a spur of her old frustration and an all-too familiar thought went through her mind...what had changed him...?...and then she forgot about it, as she always did and said, "Yes?"
"You okay?" He asked (another thing that brought that previous thought to her mind. The old James would never enquire about whether or not she was okay.)
"Yes, why do you ask?" She said, clearing her mind once again.
"I've been talking to you for five minutes, in case you didn't notice, and you haven't been responding." James said, looking impatient. That was her old Jamsie.
Ness smiled and said, "Sorry, Jamsie boy. I was just thinking. What did you want to talk about?"
"Well, we were talking about making Sirius Harry's godfather, until you drifted off. So...what do you think?"
"I suppose." Ness said, thoughtfully. "But, James, would he really be a good decision? He's a bachelor...Sirius doesn't know the first thing about taking care of a little boy!"
James smiled, "Neither do you, but you'll find out soon enough." Making her blush, "And it's not like Lily and I are going to drop dead before Harry is old enough to know something of how to take care of himself."
No, that wasn't very likely, but for some reason the sparkle in James's eyes seemed to have momentarily gone out, despite his easy tone. Probably the thought of actually dying, Ness thought.
Harry was tugging on Lily's skirt, and she picked him up while he giggled happily, crawling all over her lap, obviously not wanting to be cuddled but preferring to roam over her knees, holding onto the silver necklace hanging over her neck with the lily on the end so he didn't fall onto the floor. Ness, watching him, thought again of her own and looked outside again.
At that moment Remus came in, looking slightly tired, but not so much. "Well," He said, "Nothing. Sometimes I think of what a waste it is to be working so much for the Order. We never get anything out of it--"
"Come on, Moony," James said, stretching out in his seat and taking a brief, sweet glance at Lily, "You ought to be more positive. We're doing something for wizard kind. Don't you feel proud?"
"Not particularly, but maybe that's because all I'm doing is keeping track of the groups of werewolves that are more trouble than they're worth. It doesn't help much to keep them on our side, they'll turn as soon as another werewolf right is altered."
"Well, Dumbledore obviously thinks something more of them, but you can never tell what that man is thinking..." James said cheerfully. He glanced at his watch, "We should go. If you two are coming over for dinner we need to start it soon."
So they left, and walked a few blocks to the London Underground, stopping closest to the hidden Godric's Hollow. They were held up by a pair of Muggles who chattered over Harry for a few moments, and came to James and Lily's house to find Sirius already inside.
"Why, hello." James said good naturedly, "Fancy finding you here--"
"Thanks for the welcome." Sirius said scathingly, and happily took Harry from Lily's hold while the boy sighed with content, getting ready for a short nap.
"So where's Peter?"
Getting ready for dinner, the group of friends didn't know that at that moment, something was happening, that, if Dumbledore had known about, would be something of great interest...
Two Death Eaters were heading in the direction of the Lupin household. They were quite aware that it was empty, but that was okay. The element of surprise was one of the best weapons possible. They stepped over the emerald green grass that was under the tree in front of Remus's home, one of them crushed a dandelion under his foot as he followed the other into the house, after the alahomora charm was used on the door.
"I don't see why we're--" The first Death Eater said, cut off.
"The prophecy, dolt!" The other whispered as they paced the living room, looking at the pictures of Ness and Remus, James and Lily, Sirius, Peter, and little Harry. Their eyes lingered for a moment on the boy, but then the second Death Eater continued, "Three, Nott, three. Two if this works. Our Lord said that the chance is small that this child might be the one, but there's still a chance. He said to get rid of the threat while we're able. It might be born at the right time, and if so..."
"Another threat." Said Nott, scowling at the picture of Sirius and setting the picture so it faced down. "So what about Pettigrew?"
"Didn't you get any of this in your dull head why He was explaining it...?....Obviously not. I'll tell you one word only, and see if it penetrates through that thick skull of yours-diversion."
Peter Pettigrew had obviously been running, that or he had seen something that had simply taken his breath away. Whatever the reason, when he apparated into the Potters' sitting room his face was sweaty and pale (though that was usual) and he was out of breath.
Immediately everyone in the room rushed to his side, helping him into a chair while Harry sat in the corner uttering a few baby words, his eyes confused and afraid.
It took Peter at least a minute to catch his breath, and then longer to calm down and start speaking in comprehensible sentences.
"...Break in....in the Ministry....Death Eaters...."
Remus, James, and Sirius straitened up, staring at Peter while he gulped for breath, then Sirius rushed over to the fire place, through in a handful of floo powder, then stuck his head into the roaring green fire. James began pacing and Lily stood looking at him. Ness was watching the flames in the grate, wondering...
Sirius pulled his head out of the fire, and groaned, "Dumbledore knows. We have to go...."
James kissed Lily on the forehead, as gently as was possible with him in such a hurry, chucked Harry under the chin with a quick smile, then apparated. Sirius, followed, along with Peter, and Remus was last. He barely brushed lips with his own wife, and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, Ness." and was gone like the others.
Ness was still staring into the flames. All of the men...She felt so useless, and for the first time she felt reproach for her soon-to-come child. She should be with them! Fighting! She glanced at Lily, who was staring at Harry. Perhaps she felt the same way...
If Ness stayed she knew that she would spend the rest of the night in silence, wanting to leave, uncomfortable....more so with Lily there. She'd never liked Lily as much as most people did. She got up to leave-
"Please don't, Ness." Lily said, her wide green eyes afraid, "Don't-- "
"I'm not going to help them...I just...I need to be alone...."
Lily smiled slightly and choked, "I know how that feels."
The moment before Ness went through her door, she felt a great fear sweep over her as if she'd been drenched with water. She didn't know why, of course, but she felt that something bad would happen if she entered her house, but the fear was momentary.
She came through the door, completely unharmed, and shrugged a moment before the words "AVADA KEDAVRA!" were shrieked and a jet of lurid green light propelled through the air just past her head.
Ness screamed and ran to the side, into the dining room, hearing the next spell hit the wall. Her wand, where was her WAND? And where were they? Whoever they were-there were at least two-and they didn't mean well, she could tell from the way her stomach knotted up and her brow was immediately dotted with sweat beads and the way her heart was thumping in her throat to the point that she couldn't breathe. She wasn't thinking, it was all reaction.
Ness jerked for no reason known to her, off to the left, and knew that it had been a good choice. Stay alive..stay alive..stay alive..Only that wasn't what she was thinking. She was on the staircase now, upstairs to the room that she and Remus shared.
No, she hadn't needed her wand, she didn't really like to apparate anyway, but now....
A tall, masked man burst through the door, his wand pointing strait at Ness as he began to chant a spell-but she had found her wand, pointed it at him and yelled, "Expelliarmus!" His wand flew out of his hand and Ness turned around to the window. Dare she jump?
No, not with a baby.
She turned back to the Death Eater, pointed her wand at him again, yelling, "Stupefy!"
Remus heard a crash in his house as he walked up the steps toward the front door, and felt a plummeting in his stomach that made the fear he'd felt earlier seem like nervous twinges.
Ness ran out of the room, and barely had time to take in the fact that there was another Death Eater, with pale blue eyes, that stood before her, before she was falling.
Ness felt a coldness rising from her feet upward faster than Remus's heart was being crushed in his chest while he watched her fall. She stared at Lucius Malfoy, her murderer, for a moment as she fell...
...Remus would have saved her....she loved him...
Ness had heard that the moment before a person dies, she sees her whole life pass before her eyes. That wasn't what she saw. She saw herself and Remus, and all of their friends, on the grounds of Hogwarts, but Peter wasn't there. She could hear her own laughter, and see them all clearly, but for some reason, she couldn't feel the sun. Neither could her unborn son, nor would he ever have the chance. * * *
Remus was silent for a while, and nobody seemed to want to spoil the silence. Moony's face was pale and he was staring at the floor. He muttered something incomprehensible, then cleared his throat, and said clearly, "Were they ever caught?"
Only his counter-part knew who he was talking about.
"Not for that crime, no." * * * * * * * A/N: I am so cruel!!! Argh!