366 prompt: Genius

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry - Care of Magical Creatures - Extra Credit: Task: Write about someone who's lost someone very close to them. Notes: Please include the funeral in your story.

The Valentines Making Station - Heart w/ Arrow: Write about your NOTP. Convince your readers that you ship it.

The Chocolate Frog Challenge - (Silver): Cyprian Youdle: Challenge: Incorporate a tragic death into your story.

Bad Movie Tuesdays - [location] Funeral

Goodbye

Remus/Tonks (a bit of WolfStar snuck in there)

Remus held his young son tightly in his arms, much to Andromeda's disapproval. The boy was too small to know what was happening that day, but Remus felt that Teddy should be there to say goodbye.

He didn't care that some people thought that Teddy was too young, it wasn't their call to make. Andromeda was his grandmother, and where he did value her input, her insistence that Teddy be left with a sitter was too much.

Remus felt that the only thing that was keeping him together was the young boy in his arms, and he barely caught a single word of the service, too focused on the coffin that held her body and on the cerise gerbera that he had placed on top. Tonks hadn't been one for the classic roses or lilies after all.

Remus felt Teddy shift, and pulled him closer, thankful that Teddy existed - his life had been one loss after another, starting with the loss of his humanity. His friends, the order, his parents.

Then when he finally found Sirius again, he lost him too. He gave in to being happy with Dora, but now he was standing over her grave, where he was supposed to say goodbye and move on.

He should be used to it by now, but the pain was almost overwhelming him. He didn't know how to carry on. The war was over, and had it not been for Teddy, he would have willingly thrown himself in front of a curse for someone - anyone. Selfishly of course.

Or he would have gone through the veil after Sirius. He was sure that he could have convinced Kingsley to let him into the Ministry, somehow.

The tears began to roll once more as Teddy noticed Hermione, his straight hair turning into tiny curls, and he couldn't help but smile. This was his love's son. He would always have a part of Tonks, and it gave him a reason to carry on.

...oOo…

The service was over and finally Remus was alone with his son.

It was only when Teddy fidgeted, wanting to be fed, that Remus realised he had been standing there for an hour, and he turned, his gaze falling on a black dog.

He stepped back. It couldn't be Sirius, so it was the grim. He shielded his son's gaze from it, but the dog just tilted its head, whining as it looked at the grave and at the boy in his arms.

It didn't take a genius to work out that this wasn't a grim.

"Padfoot?"

Moments later, a man stood where the dog had been.

"Sirius?" Remus whispered.

Sirius rushed forward, pulling Remus into his arms, being careful of the small boy that was almost identical to him (apart from the now grey eyes).

"You loved her?" Sirius asked, hugging Remus, trying to offer comfort. He could feel Remus nod against his shoulder.

There was nothing Sirius could do but hold him as he let his emotions out.

500 Words

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