A/N: Hello all! I've been trying to update one of my others stories for about a month now, but the extreme case of writer's black that refuses to leave my brain is making that extremely difficult. So, as I have found that the best cure for writer's block is to write a one-shot to get the creative juices flowing, I now present to you 'When The Time Comes...'. Please, enjoy.
He would kill them, he would kill them both.
There was no doubt in his mind about that. He would kill Peter Pettigrew and Bellatix Lestrange, or he would die trying .
They had taken from him that which let him live, that which let him be. They had taken his friends.
James. Lily. Sirius. Gone.
First the torturer.
Then the traitor.
They would both die.
When he was finished, Bellatrix would be dead.
When he was finished, whether it be him or Peter, only one Marauder would live to see the end of this war.
And when it came right down to it, Remus Lupin found that he hoped that it would not be him. That thought frightened him.
He wanted to die?
Never in his life did he think he would come to this. Never did he think that things would come to a point where he simply wanted to die.
No. Said a voice in his head. He was saddened to find that it sounded much like Sirius. Sirius never did let him quit at anything. Yet...
The voice was right. He would not die. He did not want to die. Yes, he had lost much more than any man should have to, but he still had so much more to live for. There was Harry. There was Tonks. There was The Order. There was an end to this war.
There was vengeance.
Yes, vengeance. The power that drove many to the edge, and many more past it. But Remus would not go that far.
No. He would wait, and he would not let the thirst for vengeance become all-consuming. He would wait until the right time. And now was not the time for vengeance.
Now was the time for action. Now was the time to begin the war effort anew, now was the time to fight a Dark Lord.
But the time for vengeance would come, and when it did, he would take full advantage of it. When it did...
When it did, he would make them pay. He would make them pay for the blood they had spilt. For the lives they had ended. And for the ones they had destroyed.
For them... for James... for Lily... and for Sirius.
When the time came, Bellatrix Lestrange and Peter Pettigrew would pay. For everything.
Please let me know what you think.