a/n Once again, you guys really love me. Not only did you review and say what you liked (and cantankerous really is a great word), you gave me more ideas!! Jewels and Rosanna suggested this one, and I'd like to thank them both. Also, thanks to everyone who has ever left a review; it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside!! As always, thanks to Lazarus for genereally yelling at me to write more and reading all of my pointless shit. If you like my pointless shit, head over to Fictionpress.net and read some of the stuff I've got there. Behave, if ya know how. Peace out!
Love ya, love me,
April
POV #7—Remus Lupin
I have never in my life, as far back as I can remember, been this tired! This is ridiculous. I hate months with blue moons. It's double the trouble. Still, though, this month's been bad. I suppose it's the stress. There's just so much going on. All of us going into hiding, Sirius having to become Lily and James's Secret Keeper. Not that I doubt his abilities in doing so. I know he'll never speak a word to anyone about where they are. It's just that I've never seen Sirius be so… well… serious before. Now there's a laugh; Sirius, serious. I suppose it's not so funny, though.
I hate this. I can't even walk out the door without fear of being struck down. And I really don't want to go out tonight. I hate Halloween. People thinking it's funny to go egg the werewolf's house, make him suffer even more. As if I don't already hate what I am. At least I have good friends who can accept that and still see the person that I am. James, Sirius, and Peter; who could ask for better, more loyal friends?
I can still remember the day they confronted me about what I am. I was so scared they'd desert me. The looks on their faces, as if someone had died. But then Sirius said that they'd find something, some way, to make it easier for me. They did, too. They could be arrested! You can't get more loyal, better friends than that; willing to give up their freedom for my happiness, just to make my pain easier to deal with.
Oh, God. There's someone at the door. I need something; where's my wand? Maybe I'm just being paranoid-- Wait. Oh, thank God. It's just Dumbledore. He looks so grave, though. I hope nothing's wrong. Nothing's wrong. Is it?
No… It can't be. I can't hear right. I'm just tired; I need sleep. I can't be hearing this right. Sirius… He would have had to betray… Lily and James are dead. Lily and James are dead. Lily and James…
Someone's knocking on my door. What's going on? It's daylight outside. I suppose I must have dozed off. Maybe it was all a dream.
Tonks is at my door. Sirius's cousin… No. It was a dream. But she's crying. I've never seen Tonks cry before. Something is very wrong here. She's saying something about Sirius being sent to Azkaban and—it wasn't a dream. It really happened. Lily and James… and now Peter, too? Sirius killed Peter. And he as good as killed Lily and James. I can't stand. I need to sit. I slump to the floor against the wall. A moment later I feel arms around me… Tonks. At least I have someone who knows how this feels. Lily and James and Peter are dead. Sirius is in Azkaban. I am alone…
a/n Okay, I have to admit, I love Tonks and Lupin. I'm thinking about writing a fic for them, I love them so much. Had to put in a bit of fluffiness there. Again, reviews would be much appreciated, especially more ideas for me. The more you give, the more/faster I write. Also, I will shortly be in the process of moving, so my normally slow writing speed will become even slower. I'm very, very sorry. I love you all! Peace out!