-Alarm rings-
Cara: What the Fucking Hell?
Ande: CARA!
Sei no Gaara: ahhh, is this time to swear?
-Selene turns off the alarm clock-
Dawn: Thanks Selene
Selene: No problem, now what did Cara say, I couldn't hear it?
Sei no Gaara: Doesn't matter, she's just a little grouchy it's her time of the month
Cara: THATS ONLY FUNNY IF I'M A GUY!
Gale: What does that mean Cara?
Tim: You don't want to know.
Jess: Havoc?
Sei no Gaara: SOMEONE SAY THE DISCLAIMER ALL READY!
Cara: Sei no Gaara owns Harry Potter!
Sei no Gaara: DO NOT!
Years pass by like the sea and the sand. Slowly but surely the sand is torn from the rest and spread out to sea. You slowly see knew faces. And old ones disappear. Nothing but a photograph or a vague memory.
This is all but the names and age of the group you've grown to know here.
Cara Adam
Age 16
Dawn Evans
19
Ande Evans
21
Mark Ralph Adams
13
Jessie Finnegan
20
Gale Black
17
Timothy Bones
15
Adela Smith
14
Remus Lupin
23
Selene Harrison
23
But alas time moves on. Relationships change. Newcomers arrive. The war is over for now. But not for the colony, Greyback still roams. And they can never truly be peaceful. Yet their hearts hopefully remain strong. Not shattering, until it is inevitable.
Remus Lupin sat in a forest clearing supposedly by himself as he sighed. His arms wove around his jeans which were illuminated by the half-moon.
He pulled himself closer in an almost tight knot thinking.
He should've tried to fight his case more back then. But more than three years had passed and he could feel the now familiar chill of winter around him.
But now, did he truly wish that he had fought the injustice more? He certainly was happy here. He had friends who would never betray him. But he thought that about the last group. With a pain in his heart at remembering James face. He had tried to plead his case with Dumbledore and the others. But no one listened to him.
The pain was more of the fact that he had left James, but also the fact that he'd never see it again. His friend had died at the hands of Voldemort. Voldemort deserved to rot in hell for murdering him! But, if the rumors were true, then Harry survived.
Not that'd it matter. Harry wouldn't remember him, though that might be good. Seems how he wouldn't remember the flurry of accusations and the duel between him and Severus.
He froze a light hand had touched his shoulder and he turned his head to find a familiar face looking at him.
"You're thinking about him aren't you?" she asked wrapping her arms around his chest her chin on his shoulder by his neck.
"Yeah, I can't let what happened go."
"Remus, I'm not asking you to." Selene said breathing her moist breath on his ear.
"But you should keep living, I know he'd want that." She said blinking an eye lash against the upper cartilage of his ear.
"I know he would, I just find it hard to smile and think of him." Remus said sadly turning his neck to face Selene.
"Just don't let the past consume the now Remus, please." Selene said landing a chaste kiss on Remus's cheek as though letting him know that she'd never leave him alone.
A/N: sorry... I'm trying to make an alarm clock disclaimer gag my signature move. It's funnier in my Naruto stories for some reason... I had the characters from most of my Harry Potter ones and few from Naruto do an intervention for not working on them.
Sorry you guys are probably annoyed at the short chapter.
and at the delayed update.
And most are probably like
O.O? ISn't Remus supposed to end up with Nymphy.
that pole was mostly judged to see how many people would come after me with hot dog roasting sticks.
I have some ketchup over here and a few matches for you guys to get your job done...
Also sorry about the time skip, I just couldn't think of what else could happen while they were little kids.
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Now they're older... Judging by the last chapter Gale and Cara got together... I thought that'd be obvious that I was paving a way for that. I even said it in my authors not then.
hmm
boring commentary
look just review I'll come up with something better next time!
Yeah also there's going to be more mature lanauge in the future. What? They're no longer little kids.