Remus POV

When Megan left the living room I just sat there, staring at the wall in front of me, not really knowing what to think. Our relationship had ended. I wasn't sure whether to be relieved that I no longer had to take responsibility for Megan's happiness or to be sad that she was no longer a huge part of my life.

Then I had Tonks to think of. Megan had told me that I should be with her, but was that what I really wanted? Did I love Tonks as much as I loved Megan? I think I did? But Tonks and I didn't have the same history as Megan and I did.

A knock on the living room door broke my thought path and I looked over to the door. Tonks poked her head around it and smiled. "It's only me." She said. "Can I come in?" I gestured for her to sit next to me and she did.

"Megan talked to me." I said when she was comfortable.

"And?"

"She thinks that she has hurt me enough and that we should split up."

"Are you ok with that?" She asked sounding genuinely concerned.

"I'm not sure. On one hand I am because it gives me the freedom to be myself again but I still love her." I ran a hand through my hair. "She said something else as well."

"Oh?" Tonks cocked her head to the left in interest.

"She said that... that I should be with you." I said slowly, watching to see her reaction. Her eyes widened ever so slightly and her mouth dropped open a little.

"And is that what you want?" She asked, I could see hope shining in her eyes. Megan had told me to do this because she thought it would make me happy and I wanted happiness. I also understood that it had taken a lot for Megan to say something like that so there was no way she didn't mean it. But did I want it?

"I think I do." I said quietly. A smile broke across Tonks face but it vanished again quickly.

"Are you sure? I don't want you to go into this too soon. If you need to wait a while first that is ok."

"I'm sure. I love you Tonks." The smile spread across her face again and she pulled me into a hug. What I didn't tell her though was that I loved Megan too. I always would. But she was just an aspect of my past now and I had to move on. It had been her choice.

"I love you too Remus." She said as she pulled out of the hug. Her eyes closed then. I tilted her head up to face me and leant down to bring out lips together. Her kiss was soft and when her mouth opened and our tongues tangled together a whole new taste entered my mouth to what I was used to. Although I had only ever kissed one other woman before and so had little to compare to, I could tell that she was a good kisser. She was very different to Megan in the kissing sense; she was very gentle but sure of herself whereas Megan was more forceful, needy and unsure. Something I noticed was also a difference in their personalities.

When the kiss ended I opened my eyes and looked into Tonks' eyes that showed only pure happiness. I leant back a bit and felt a frown crease my brow.

"What's wrong?" She asked looking worried.

"Your hair." I muttered reaching forward and pinching a strand between my thumb and index finger. "It has turned brown." As I said this she reached up and pulled a chunk of her hair into her vision.

"So it is." She said lightly. "You know a Metamorphmagus' hair changes colour partially according to their emotions."

"I did not."

"And mine has turned to be a similar colour to yours." She laughed a little. "Do you think that means something?" I nodded.

"Perhaps it does." The smile on her face grew larger and our lips touched once more.

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More months passed in this dreadful war, it still felt as though we were getting nowhere with our plans to defeat Voldemort although at Christmas time Harry proposed the preposterous idea the Severus was a spy working for Voldemort. I quickly dismissed this as ridiculous by explaining that Dumbledore trusted Snape and that therefore we all should.

As December faded into January and January into February I had noticed that Megan had slowly began to become her usual self. She spent much less time in her room and much more time in the kitchen of the Burrow (which had become our new place for order meetings since Sirius' death). She talked to people more and was certainly back on a better diet. I wish to make it clear that even now, after we have been apart for near five months, I have not stopped loving her and I do not love her any less than I did then. But I was with Tonks now and I was happy.

Megan POV

Easter came very slowly for me. Every day I watched Remus and Tonks together and it broke my heart a little bit more. I know it was my desicion to end it because I knew Tonks could give him more happiness than me but it didn't stop me from loving him. I watched Remus take Tonks' mug and put it in the sing to be washed along with his before grabbing hold of her hand and leading her from the room.

I turned to Severus who had been sitting silently next to be for some time now. "Do you know what it is like Serverus, too watch the one person you love most in the world with someone else?"

"Yes." He said in his usual slow monotonous voice while tracing his finger around the edge of his and staring intently at the Butter Beer inside. His answer to this question took me a little by surprise so I asked another which also related to my situation.

"And do you know what it is like to know that it is your fault that you cannot be with said person?"

"Yes." He said again, not looking up.

"Then can you tell me how to get over a broken heart?" I asked hopefully but he shook his head.

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because my heart never mended." I was suddenly filled with an overwhelming feeling of sympathy towards him. Was that why he was always so bitter to everyone? All of my thoughts about Remus went out of my mind while I thought more about Severus' situation.

"Why not?" I said, repeating myself to get more information.

"She died." He said sadly, all bitterness that was usually in his tone had gone. Did he think it was his fault that she had died?

"I'm sorry to hear that." I said by means of comforting him but he just shrugged his shoulders. I was just about to leave the room as he didn't seem to want conversation but he turned abruptly and looked at me.

"Although I have never much liked you due to your affiliation with James Potter and his friends but I don't think anyone should have to go through the same thing as me." He said swiftly.

"What do you mean?" I said, surprised at his sudden urgency.

"You need to fix what has happened between the one you love and yourself before it is too late or else you will regret it for the rest of your life." I knew for sure that he was talking from personal experience.

"But it is already to la..." I began but he cut me off.

"It is never too late, not until death takes them from you." His eyes were intense and his tone held a level of what I believed to be desperation in it although I couldn't understand why.

"Ok." I said quietly and he noticeably relaxed instantly. We sat in silence for a moment before I turned to him again. "May I ask the name of the woman who stole your heart?" I asked with curiosity.

"No." He replied with his tone returning to the usual flatness. He then stood up and brusquely left the room leaving me to think about the conversation that had just taken place.

So there you go. I know it is kind of sad but I thought Severus deserved a chance to say something. I feel really sorry for him about what happened and I thought he could help.

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