O.K, this is Remus Lupins P.O.V, thanks to all who've reviewed…. LOVE YOU! And so, without any further ado, I give you…Stand for them.
Chapter 5: Remus Lupin –Stand for them.
A man dressed in indigo blue robes was walking up to the five graves that were all placed together under the huge willow tree in one corner of the cemetery. His name was Remus Lupin and he slowly came to a halt in front the grave covered in lilies. Remus stretched out a hand and touched the headstone, then murmured, "hiya Lils, wonderful weather we're having," he smiled gently down at the flowers covering the grave of the woman who had practically been in sister in every way other than blood, then moved on to the grave next to hers. Clearly he found it to painful to stay at Lily's grave any longer.
The next grave was smothered in yellow roses. "Hello there young Master Diggory, lovely roses by the way," he said, forcing himself not to remember the boy who'd once been one of his students when he'd taught at Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for a year. Lord Voldemort had killed the boy in Cedric's final year at Hogwart's, the year after Remus had left. Remus moved on now, to the grave that was laying on the other side of Lily's, the grave that belonged to her son, Harry.
Lord Voldemort had also murdered Harry, like he had Cedric, but not before Harry had released the Avada Kedavra Curse and killed Voldemort too. Harry's grave, like Cedric's once again, was smothered in roses, this time a deep blood red. Remus supposed to himself that both the boys had roses due to the fact they had both been Hogwarts students when they'd died, both at the age of 18.
"Hi Harry, how about those Chudley Cannons last Sunday, eh, Ron played very well." Remus immediately hurried on from Harry's grave, just like he'd done at Lily's and Cedric's, finding that it didn't hurt as much if he just said hello, and blabbered about something as insignificant as the weather, or roses, or Quidditch. The grave he came to next belonged to Harry's father and Lily's husband, James Potter. James had been one of Remus's best friends back in their days at Hogwarts and afterwards. Not that either James, not Lily had had much of an afterwards. They'd both been killed protecting their son from Voldemort (yes, him again), when Harry had only been a year old.
On the other side of James's tulip choked grave lay the grave of their other best friend from Hogwarts, Sirius Black. Remus came to a standstill halfway between James and Sirius's graves and sat down on the grass. He glanced over at James grave, again, and smirked, "I can't believe they did this to you, Prongs, my good friend, I mean the roses for Harry and Mr. Diggory, and lilies for Lily, well, that's all fine and dandy, but they gave you tulips," he dissolved in laughter, then calmed himself. He imagined that if Sirius were still alive he'd be laughing at James too, so he said, "like you can talk, Padfoot, they've given you hydrangeas!"
The air was filled with his laughter for quite some time, before he suddenly stopped. "I wish you guys were all still here, I miss you so much," he sighed, "you guys are so lucky, you're all together up in heaven, and that's great, that's wonderful, but I just miss you. It's not all that fun, being the last Marauder standing, especially because I was the one who killed Peter…"
The guilt of being the murderer of his ex-other best friend still hung heavy in Remus's mind, even though Peter had betrayed them and had been responsible for Lily and James's deaths. A memory came to him suddenly, of their last day at Hogwarts, in their final year. Remus and Lily, being Head Girl and Boy had both given excellent, and in Lily's case emotional, speeches and their little group of 7 had gone down to the lake side, one last time before they boarded the Hogwarts Express, and returned to their homes.
The Marauders, which consisted of James (Prongs), Peter (Wormtail), Sirius (Padfoot), and Remus himself (Moony), had all settled under their favourite tree. Lily and her two friends, Caitlin and Elaine, were standing together, bawling their eyes out and hugging each other a few feet away. Prongs sat, watching Lily cry, shaking his head in bewilderment before he turned to his friends, "guys, why're they crying? They're gonna see each other tomorrow anyway, and we're all coming back here in a few weeks in any case, for the wedding!!"
Padfoot merely raised an eyebrow, "they're women, man, they use any excuse to cry…" Prongs frowned, "yeah but why?" "I dunno mate, blame hormones…" "Guys have hormones too, you know, so why don't we ever cry as much?" Wormtail asked, scratching his head in confusion. Prongs laughed, "well Wormtail, I've seen you cry a million times… remember when we told him the Weird Brothers had broken up… cried like a baby for weeks…" he started laughing again.
"Well you cried when Lily first rejected you! You cried nearly every single time she rejected you!" Wormtail yelled, in his defence. "I did not!" Prongs roared, then he hissed in undertone "Wormtail keep your voice down, she's right over there!" he jerked his thumb at where Lily was standing, still crying into Elaine's shoulder. Padfoot laughed, then Moony said, "Padfoot you can't laugh! You cried when the Tornados won on Saturday!"
"Yeah, but those were happy tears," Padfoot replied, waving a hand in dismal, "besides Moony, you cried when you got 105 on that Potions exam last year!" "Well, I was expecting a lot more, I mean I even made the Potion itself three times, just to make sure…" he was cut of by a loud groan from his friends "all right, all right, I'll stop… so Prongs, wedding plans all done," "Damn well better be!" Prongs muttered darkly, "taken bloody long enough…" they all laughed….
Another memory replaced the first one in Remus's head. This time, it was the day Harry had been born. Moony, Wormtail and Padfoot had all gone racing down to St. Mungos when Prongs had called, and they'd all sat patiently in the waiting room, while he'd paced up and down, up and down. The Healers had kicked him out of the delivery room cos he'd started loudly demanding to know why, exactly, the Chief Healer knew exactly how many centimetres Lily was dilating.
Padfoot and Wormtail were both still sniggering about Prongs' over protectiveness of his wife, when one of the Trainee Healers popped her head out the door, and asked, "is Mr James Potter here?" Prongs had practically bowled her over in his eagerness to get to his baby, "yes, yeah that's me," he murmured, while hopping up and down on one foot, "can see my wife now?" "Yes, Sir, right this way," the Healer replied, holding the door open for him. Prongs glanced at his three friends, who all gave him the thumbs up, except Padfoot, who pretended he'd accidentally raised the wrong finger, and Prongs immediately leapt inside.
About 10 minutes later the door opened again, and the same Healer stepped out again, "Mr Sirius Black, Mr Peter Pettigrew and Mr Remus Lupin?" she looked at them, and they nodded, "you're allowed to go in." Padfoot and Wormtail both tried to get through the door at the same time. They both got stuck, so Moony shoved them in the backs, and stepped over them as they tumbled to the floor.
Lily was sitting up, holding a tiny little bundle in her arms. Prongs was sitting in the bed next to her, cooing over the baby. Moony opened his mouth to speak, as he approached the bed, bit words failed him, as he stared down at the baby boy. Finally, the sounds of Padfoot and Wormtail struggling to their feet behind him brought him back to his senses, and he asked, "what's his name?"
Lily grinned up at him, green eyes bright, "Harry!" she replied. Prongs looked up to, as Padfoot and Wormtail finally managed to stand, his mouth was open slightly, and he kept looking from Lily, to little Harry, to Moony, to Wormtail, to Padfoot, then back to Lily again. He looked completely dazed. Padfoot smirked, and then said "Prongs you look like your going to faint… lemme see my Godson".
Everyone crowded around the bed and gazed down at the little boy nestled in his fathers arms, now, looking up at them from out of luminous green eyes. "Your eyes, Lily, but the poor little thing had Prongs' hair," "HE"S NOT A THING HE"S MY SON!" Lily screamed, apparently still emotional from the birth. Wormtail cowered, "right, sorry Lily…" everyone else laughed….
That memory was suddenly replaced with the one of their last night all together, before, unbeknown to any of them except Peter, the Potters' death. Lily had already put Harry down to bed, and was now asleep herself, on Prongs' shoulder, and Peter had left earlier, saying he had a few errands to run. The clock on the mantelpiece chimed midnight, and Padfoot yawned, "cripes, it's midnight, I better bugger off, got work in the morning,"
Moony nodded, "yeah me too," they stood, pulled on their jackets, and said goodnight to Prongs. But as they took a pinch of Floo Powder each, and prepared to leave, Prongs suddenly said, "Guys, wait a moment." They both looked at him, where he sat, gazing into the fire. He looked up at them, his eyes burning with something none of them had ever seen before, and when he spoke, his voice sounded huskier than usual. "Guys I want you to promise me that, if anything happens to me and Lily, you'll look after Harry?"
Moony immediately started to shake his head, and Padfoot said, "don't talk like that, mate, you're safe, nothing will happen!" "Just promise me!" Prongs half yelled, causing Lily to stir slightly.
"All right, we promise,' "thank you" Prongs said, "and guys?" "Yeah?" Moony asked. "Friends forever?" Padfoot grinned and nodded and Moony said, "yeah, friends forever"…
Remus felt tears sting his eyes, but he didn't bother to stop them, so they fell silently. He slowly stood, and whispered, "friends forever," then he turned and walked away. The last Marauder hurried out of the cemetery gates, then apparated back to his flat. He sat down on the couch, buried his face in his hands and cried. Because that's all the last Marauder standing could do. Cry. Cry for the brothers he'd lost, and force himself to keep on standing, for them, because he reckoned that was the least he could do.
So… did you like it? I thing I had a bit of writer block or something, but don't worry, the sixth chapter, Hermione's chapter is coming…. Please R&R!! I'm frantic! Anyways… I have to go so, adios