Later that night, Remus and Sol lay curled up together in front of the fireplace, both of them basking in the comfort and serenity given by the other.
Sol?" Remus broke the silence, his voice slurred with laziness.
"Hmm?" was her only reply, but it was enough to prompt Remus to continue.
"I do not want to push you," he said gently, rubbing her arms, "but what had you so upset this morning?"
Sol let out a sigh before she answered him, "My parents sent me an owl this morning." As soon as she uttered those words, Remus knew where it was going.
The Malfoys were one of the most respected families in the wizarding world and had not supported the idea of their only daughter being in Gryffindor, when her rightful place was in Slytherin. However, unlike Sirius' parents who had disowned him when he had not only got into Gryffindor, but began to defend muggleborns, or Mudbloods, as they preferred to call them, the Malfoy's had maintained contact with their daughter, hoping that she would see reason and join in their cause.
"What did they say?" It was not a lie, Remus detested Sol's family, but she was his girlfriend and the love of this life, and he knew that he would give up his life for her if it came to it, and if what she needed at the moment was support, then that is what he would give her.
"They want me to see the error of my ways," she said, and by the sound of her voice Remus knew that she was silently crying, yet at the same time trying desperately to conceal it.
He quietly sighed and wrapped her tighter in his arms. "Oh, love," he said gently, soothing her. Sol however turned around in his arms to face him.
"No Remus, you don't understand," she said as she took hold of his shirt, "they want me to become a spy for him." By now the tears were falling freely, "They want me to betray you, and our friends..." Her words died away as she held on tightly to Remus and buried her face in his chest, where she cried, and he let her.
It was only after a few minutes that she looked up into his eyes. "I can't, Remus! I can't, not you, not the others... I love you, Remus."
Remus did the only thing that he could do, taking her into his arms and holding her as tightly as he could, without hurting her as he rocked her. "Shh, love, it's alright. Don't listen to them, we are here for you. I am here for you."
Remus was constantly amazed at the witch in his arms, she was always so strong, but every now and again she faltered, and the true insecurities that lay deeply embedded emerged. It was a trait that only he had ever had the privilege of knowing, as she always felt that showing her insecurities would be regarded by a weakness by everyone else. He knew that this was not true, but he also knew that he would not betray her secret to anyone, and so he would continue to be her pillar of safety.
"How can I ignore them, Remus? I do not want to listen to them, but I do not possess the same strength as Sirius! They are my parents, and they always will be."
"I know love, I know," Remus said, pulling her away from him only a fraction in order to look into her eyes, and gently placing a warm hand on her cheek. "We will figure it out together."
With a soft smile, Sol nodded and returned to Remus' embrace. They stayed there for the rest of the night, in each other's arms.