A/N Ok, sorry for the long wait. I figured finishing essays was more important than writing this. Thank you to all those that reviewed, I will write a long answer to all your reviews in the next chapter, I'm rushing to update this before I go to bed. Thank you to Kireina for volunteering to Beta for me – I appreciate it heaps. Also a big thank-you to Blackpaws for letting me bounce ideas off you. I really appreciate your help.

Disclaimer: Not mine. Wish it were though, I'd be nice to Sirius and not kill him.

Chapter 3 (Remus' POV)

It has been 5 hours since I watched helplessly as my mate and love-of-my-life was cursed by that bitch Bellatrix and fell into the veil. I still couldn't believe it. I guess I'm in shock.

(2 Days later)

I'm still having trouble believing he's gone and not coming back, I miss him and want him so badly. What will I do without him? I haven't eaten since, why should I eat if he can't? Why should I be happy if he's not? Sirius . . . .

(5 days later)

I'm sick of this, I don't want to go on, not without Sirius. It's not worth it. I love him too much; I can't live without him. Anyway, why should I?

Back to 3rd person

Remus had been sitting in his room, in his old, run-down, single-storeyed cottage in the country near Gwynedd in Wales. He hadn't left his room since he'd arrived home. He was filled with pain and sorrow at his recent loss and the willingness to go on was fading fast. He hadn't eaten in days nor had he showered. It was on the seventh day that Professor Dumbledore arrived. Apparating to a clearing just outside the house, Dumbledore then entered the house and seeing that everything had a layer of dust on it he assumed that Remus was upstairs. (A/N: Remus hasn't been home in months and didn't clean when he did arrive after Sirius' death, hence the layer of dust) Going upstairs Dumbledore cast Alohamora on Remus' door and entered.

"Ah, hello Remus, my boy. How are you?"

"What do you think?" was his only reply and it came from near the window where Remus sat staring into space. His unshaven face and smelly clothes a stark contrast to the sunshine outside. "I don't want you here, now leave me alone"

"Remus, I am afraid I can not do that. I cannot bear to see someone feeling as you do. Please, tell me how I can help." Dumbledore said with a grave look on his face.

Remus, sensing that Dumbledore wasn't planning on leaving anytime soon, decided that he'd hear the old man out so maybe he'd leave quicker. "What is it, Albus?"

"I know how close you and Sirius Black were and I'm very sorry for your loss but I need your help with something. There has been a recent incident in Transylvania where a werewolf was hurt in battle and it has angered many other werewolves against wizards, apparently it was a wizard that threw the curse at him. I need you to go and talk to them, assure them that in the broader context the wizard was no one and that recent happenings are no reason to join Voldemort. We are desperate Remus, if Voldemort gained control of all the werewolves we would be in a very dangerous situation. Not to mention it would make it harder for Harry to defeat Voldemort if there are werewolves attacking him as well. Please, I ask you to go to Transylvania and see if you can coax them round, they may trust another werewolf more readily than they would a wizard."

Remus had agreed to go. That had been 5 weeks ago now and he was feeling much better. His negotiations with the werewolves had gone well and they were willing to help in the fight against Voldemort in any way they could. Remus had returned home and, noticing the layers of dust, had started cleaning. He was now resting, looking around his lounge with a contented sigh. This house may not be a mansion but it was home. Remus glanced over at the peeling walls and fireplace with bricks missing and decided that one day, he'd have to do something about that. No fun on your own though, so Remus decided he'd invite Harry over. Would distract them both and get Harry away from the Dursleys. Deciding that was what he'd do, he wrote a quick note to Albus and sent it off with his Owl, Moonlight. She had been a present from Sirius, who had also named her.

The next day, Remus had gotten his reply, Dumbledore wanted Harry to stay with the Dursleys as he was safe there. Remus doubted that, but decided not to argue. He decided to send an owl to Harry; he hadn't spoken to him since Sirius' death. It was a quick note asking how he was and wishing to see him soon. Remus had wanted to say more but felt that if he said what he truly felt then Harry would run off screaming. Remus had liked Harry in a highly inappropriate fashion ever since he's met him in his 3rd year. Inappropriate as Remus was his professor, he wasn't supposed to be having such thoughts toward his students, especially not his best friends child! Sending the note off with Moonlight, Remus sat back, relaxed, and read a book.

3 Days later, 31st July

The day had been uneventful for Remus. He was now rather worried after not receiving any reply after he'd sent his note off to Harry. He was worried that something was wrong, though he couldn't do anything about it. He wished he could go and see Harry for his birthday, take him out to Diagon Alley and spoil him with ice creams. However, it was not to be. Remus had instead gone outside to do some gardening and weeding. After many hours out in the sun, Remus returned in doors feeling exhausted, but happy. His garden was now free from all things of a weed like origin. He felt immensely satisfied with his work. He sat down on his old, over-stuffed, brown couch and within minutes he was asleep.

He was awakened only hours later by a gut feeling that something was wrong. Wrong, how? He was unsure, but something didn't feel right. Going through the house he checked everything. The coast was clear. So what had caused that feeling? That was when he felt it again, sharper. He used to get feelings like this when something was wrong with Sirius, but he was dead. So what was it? Remus then worked out it must be Harry. After all, he was the only other person alive that Remus cared deeply about. Deciding it was too risky to go as he was, he got out Sirius' long cloak with hood and put it on. It was black velvet, very fitting for someone with the surname of Black. Picking his wand up he went out of his house and disapparated to Little Whinging, Surrey. At the top of Privet Drive, Remus carefully looked around before heading to number 4. Once there he made sure his hood was obscuring his face from view before knocking on the door. Upon Vernon opening the door, Remus' senses were assaulted by the smell of blood and semen. More specifically, Harry's blood. Remus was angry, but he hid it as he growled at Vernon

"Where is Harry Potter?"

To say Vernon was terrified would be an understatement. He could tell that whoever this was in front of him, they were angry. Also, they had a wand. Vernon however, was not going to show his fright and told the stranger that there was no Harry Potter living there, he had the wrong house. To Remus, that was the last straw. He stormed in, past Vernon and followed the smell of blood to the cupboard under the stairs, where Vernon had thrown Harry. Upon opening the door Remus was greeted with a sight he'd never be able to forget. Crumpled into a corner of the cupboard, as he landed when he was thrown in, was a very bloody Harry. He was naked and the cuts covered his entire body and the smell of someone else's semen was overpowering to Remus' werewolf senses. He quickly conjured up a stretcher and carefully laying Harry on it, he left the house, telling Vernon that he'd be back.

Remus took the stretcher to the edge of the wards before apparating to Hogsmeade and running up the hill to Hogwarts and the Hospital wing. Upon entering he yelled for Poppy.

Running out pf her office at hearing her name called Poppy stopped dead upon seeing the state of the famous Boy-Who-Lived. He looked like death warmed up. She immediately set to work diagnosing his many injuries. When discovering the evidence of his brutal rape, she cried. She then motioned for Remus to stay with Harry while she went and got Dumbledore.