when nothing really mattered

when nothing really mattered
except for me to be with you
but in time we all forgot and
we all grew

Remus wonders how life can go on.

He laughs at the world in its delicate state, where memories can sever a life as quickly as a war. They work hand in hand, the horrors of the dead bestowed upon the living, eating them away faster than Death itself.

Seventeen years ago, Remus Lupin was in love with a girl. Seventeen years ago, he would have done anything to fit into the curve of her arms, his head resting against the eternal sound of her heartbeat.

(eternity is a fickle word, it seems).

Seventeen years later, Remus Lupin is teaching himself to forget.