Sirius frowned as Remus limped across the platform to his mother, huddled and even thinner than he had been, without saying goodbye to him properly. He understood how bad Remus felt, how crap things were for him, how guilty he felt, blah blah blah. But that didn't stop Sirius from feeling ever so slightly, completely and utterly neglected and pissed off with his boyfriend. Who'd barely spoken for six weeks. He picked up his trunk and pulled it off the train. He stood just outside one of the doors and waited for Regulus to get off. Sirius saw a group of second year Ravenclaw girls who pointed and turned pink when they saw Sirius, he gave them a smile and wink and they collapsed into fits of giggles. Regulus frowned at them as he stepped off the train, dragging his trunk
"What was wrong with them?" he asked. Regulus had certainly changed over the last year, he was taller, his hair was darker and his cheek bones were more prominent. He was shaping up to be very handsome and elegant looking. Though Sirius still couldn't help but notcie that his little brother had begun to develop a common facial feature among members of the Black family, he'd started to look like he had bad smell under his nose. Thankfully, the gene that gave you that look had certainly skipped Sirius.
"I winked at them" said Sirius casually
"All that because you winked?"
"What can I say Reg, the ladies love me" they began to walk, when Sirius felt a light tug at his trouser leg.
"Master Sirius and Master Regulus?" Said a squeaky voice. Sirius looked down. Kreacher. Bloody Kreacher, Sirius hated that fucking elf.
"Where's Mother?" asked Regulus
"Mistress is away with Master. She'll be back tomorow. She sent Kreachur to get you, she did" Kreachur snapped his fingers and Sirius, Regulus were standing in the Grimmauld Place eneterance hall "Would young Master's like anything to eat?" he asked
"I ate on the train" said Sirius, starting for the stairs "Put our trunks in our rooms" Kreachur snapped his fingers again and the trunks were gone.
"I don't want anything either" said Regulus, following his brother. They reached the top of the stairs, far out of Kreacher's earshot. "Hey... Sirius?"
"What's up Reg?" asked Sirius
"Oh I... There've been rumours going round a lot this year... about you and that half blood"
"Remus"
"Yeah... Is...Sirius... are you... are you-"
"Spit it out Reg"
"... It doesn't matter. It's just a stupid rumour... it's bollocks... I'm going to my room. Homework and stuff you know"
*
Remus looked back at Sirius as he limped across the platform, he was scowling. He was scowling at Remus. Remus hunched his shoulders even more than he had been and smiled at his mother. Her long drak curly hair had, the last time Remus saw her, only had one or two premature streaks of grey; the grey had spread and now her hair was much more liberally streaked with silver, she looked like she'd lost as much weight as Remus had and had dark bags beneath her eyes. She looked so much older than she had just two months ago. Atleast she wasn't crying.
"Hi mum"
"Hello sweet heart" She'd gotten quieter. She gave him her tiny smile, which quickly dropped "Your face..." she said, reaching up and putting a dainty hand on his cheek.
"I know... I had a couple of bad moons"
"Oh my poor baby" she took his arm and apparated out of Kings Cross to the path infront of their house. She trotted ahead and opened the door, Remus dragging his trunk in behind him. To his relief, their small house was still as compulsively tidied as it had been, at least his mum hadn't been too sad to clean.
"Have you been... alright... and stuff" he asked shamefully, avoiding her penetrating gaze
"Yes, I've been okay" she said with a smile and a nod which said, I've been fine, honest
"I'm sorry"
"Sorry for what sweet heart?"
"Sorry for leaving you... sorry for not writing, sorry for being so selfish, sorry for not being here for you when you needed me most, sorry for being a bad son, sorry-"
"Remus!" she snapped "You are not a bad son, okay?"
"Okay" he said doubtfully
"I'm going to be honest with you Remus" she took his hands in hers. Giving more earnest nods
"Okay"
"I would have wanted you to stay. But it was better for both of us that you didn't. I was miserable, I was making you miserable and both of us would've just been doubly miserable and walking around on egg shells for two months. You probably would've started to resent me and that's the last thing I want. You're all I have left" she said sadly, her eyes wide and painfully blue. Remus felt tears stinging the back of his eyes again.
"Sylvia has been here though, hasn't she? You haven't been all on your own, have you?"
"Yes, she's been been here. A lot. But, honestly I don't like her. I love her, she's my sister... but I don't like her"
"Not many people do" said Remus, feeling his guilt lifting a little. Just a little.
"I know... I... got J... his will" she said quietly
"You did?"
"Mmm, he specified I give you this... added it into his will just after you had your argument last summer" she spoke even quieter and walked into the kitchen. He heard the light bang of cupboard doors openeing and, to his dismay, the distinct clinking of empty bottles. She re entered the living room and handed him a small round package wrapped in brown paper.
"There you go" she said, staring longingly at the package
"Do you know-?"
"No... sorry... no idea" she said, almost whispering. She looked at her watch "I have to be at work in a few minutes"
"Mum... you can't be ready to properly go back to work yet"
"I couldn't get summer off this year... We can't afford me having summer off this year. And my compassionate leave is up faster because of V-v-voldemort and his followers causing so much trouble with the muggles"
"Alright... just... be... okay?" he said, completely unsure of what he was supposed to mean. She smiled confusedly at him
"I will... whatever that was meant to mean... bu-bye sweet heart" She lit the fire with her wand and grabbed a hand full of floo powder, stepping into the green flames, she waved sadly. Remus let a few tears trickle down his cheek before pulling himself together again. He sat on the sofa with the round brown package and tore the paper open.
"A Penseive" he said. The small round package had, in fact, been a small round basin, filled with the pearly liquid/gas. There was a letter attatched to the bottom, the envelope read
Watch it first, then read
Remus was overwhlmed with curiosity and plunged his head into the basin, instantly pulled into a memory. His Dad's memory.
*
Remus was in a muggle hospital. He remebered being told the stroy of how his mother went into early labour in the middel of a muggle shopping centre. They must have rung one of those muggle cab's with the sirens and flashy lights.
He scanned the waiting room for his parents, it wasn't too long before he spotted them. His mother was wailing, clutching her large pregnant stomach, a young blonde doctor was pushing her along in a wheel chair and Remus's dad was trotting behind them both. His Parents appearance was jarring. His mum's her hair was double the length it was now and she was twice the weight. His dad didn't have the creases round his eyes Remus was used to and he was clean shaven, which just looked bizzare, the strangest thing was, that his father aged twenty and him aged fifteen had almost exactly the same hair style. The wheel chair came blurring past him and Remus ran along side his father.
"Mrs Lupin, We're going to have to give you an emergancy c-section" Said the doctor
"C-SECTION!? WHAT KIND OF RIDICULOUS MUGGLE PROCEDURE IS A C-SECTION?"
"Muggle?" said the doctor, still pushing her along. Dad dropped down to her height, still running.
"Rhea, that's when they cut your stomach to get the baby out"
"WHAT? CUT ME? I HATE YOU BLOODY MUGGLES AND YOUR KNIVES! SO QUICK TO START SLICING EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE UP WHEN ALL YOU HAVE TO DO, IS GET A FEW HERBS AND A BIT OF DRAGON BLOOD-" she wailed, the doctor interupted
"Mr Lupin, I'm afraid your wife may be delirious"
"I AM NOT! YOU ARE!" she argued, Remus laughed "I REFUSE TO LET YOU COME NEAR ME WITH A KNIFE. THE BABIES AREN'T EVEN DUE TILL JANUARY!"
"Mrs Lupin, the babies have to come now, they'll have a chance if they come now, if they don't you will lose them" His mother's face lost the defiant look it had had. She looked paniced and grabbed her husbands sleeve, violently yanking him down
"NO! GET THEM OUT, I WON'T LOSE THEM, GET THEM OUT NOW!" The doctor nodded and pushed her through into the near by operating room. His father followed. Having absaloutly no desire to watch his own birth, Remus waited outside the OR until he heard the strangled cries of a baby, then another. Remus went through into the room to see his parents holding a tiny baby boy each.
"Got names?" asked his dad thickly. His mum looked at each baby, she had done wailing and was back to her usual tiny quiet voice, she pointed at the baby she was holding
"Romulus" then at the baby his dad was holding "Remus"
"Romulus and Remus... I like it... haha... hi Remus... hi"
The memory swirled away and Remus was pulled into a new memory. His mother was crying, looking pale and drawn, she was in a hospital gown and fluffy dressing gown, she was clutching a baby, him presumably, in a light blue blanket. His father was behind her, his large hands with a firm grip on her tiny shoulders. Remus looked away from his parents, they were standing over a baby in a plastic box. His face masked by breathing aparatus, wires hung from his writst, one from his chest. Remus thought this would probably be for his heart, but he wasn't sure. The baby, Romulus, was so tiny, even more tiny than his own babyself. Romulus wiggled made a muffled whine. His mum was looking desperately at him, she let out a tiny cry and his dad squeezed her shoulders
"He'll pull through Rhea... just look at Remus, barely even in one of those... boxes a day and look at him now. Thriving... Romulus just needs a bit longer. He'll been fine"
"You think so? You really think so?" she said with a quiet fury
"Honestly?"
"Honestly... I want honesty"
"I don't know Rhea... I want to think he will, I do... but... he's just so..."
"... weak"
"Not weak! Just..."
"Weak. I wish we could take him to St. Mungo's... I hate muggle medicine. I hate it"
"Rhea... if we take him out of the... the box thingy... he will-"
"-die, I know John" she sniffed, she gave another little cry before breaking into full sobs. He shuffled uncomfortably and began to speak, he kept pausing and sounded as awkward as he did sad.
"Rhea please... I know it looks bad right now... but... don't cry... I can't bare it... I... Look at Remus... he's happy, he doesn't want his mummy crying... we have him Rhea. Even if we end up without Romulus... we'll still have him. We'll have Remus. Look at him... just look at him... he's..."
"Beautiful... they both are"
"Just like their Mum"
"And their Dad" She smiled sadly at her husband, tears still tracking steadily down her face, the baby in her arms stirred an gurgled
"Remus has your eyes"
"Romulus has yours... what will we do if we lose him John... I don'tknow if I'll be able to deal with that"
"You'll deal with it. You'll deal with it for me. And you'll deal with it for Remus" he said firmly. She looked down at Romulus in his box and handed the baby Remus over to her husband. She lay her hand against the plastic box.
Remus felt a lump rise in his throat. He didn't need to see this. He was sick of looking at his parents with such awful, distressed looks on their faces. Remus could tell his mum, even though she had calmly lain her hand on the box, wanted to open it, scoop up her baby and apparte to St Mungo's.
To his relief, this memory started to fade away as well.
He was in his kitchen, himself as a child was sitting at the kitchen table drinking juice. Remus assumed he must be between four and six. Deffinately before he was bitten by the werewolf. His face was full and his cheeks were pink. His eyes were still blue. He acctually looked a bit tanned. He looked healthy. His eyes were staring, huge and peircing, at his dad who was tying up his cloak and preapring to go to work.
"What're you staring at?" he laughed
"You"
"Why Remus? I'm not particularly interesting, There are birdies outside, you usually watch those. Don't you like to read the paper?"
"Birdies are silly and the paper is boring. You're much much more interesting today"
"He is, is he?" piped his mum, who entered the kitchen with a hige smile on her face "Is it because of his new job"
"Yeah! My Daddy's a proper auror now, not a pretendy one"
"I was never a "prentendy" auror, I was an auror in training"
"Pretendy" the child Remus nodded. His dad laughed and kissed his wife on the cheek. "Errr" child Remus grimaced
"Quiet you" said his mum, mock scoldingly, Remus and his younger self giggled "I am so proud of you John... think of all the money you'll be pulling in! I might be able to stop obliviating"
"Don't get your hopes up Rhea"
"I want them up! Do you know what your first assignment is?"
"No, Charlus Potter, my boss, sent a letter through to me earlier on, but Remus wouldn't give me the letter till he'd read it"
"I'm done now. It said you're cracking down on werewolves because of all the attacks that have... erm" his child self looked down at the letter again "Erm... occ... cow...red-"
"Occoured" his mother corrected
"Occoured, lately" He smiled brightly. His dad took the letter and read it hungrily
"Brilliant. We're going after Fenrir Greyback and his little pack. Those scum need a taste of their own medicine" he said happily. His mum frowned and put her hands over her son's ears.
"You know, for a muggle born, you're terribly prejudice"
"For a pure blood you're terribly tolerant. They're attacking people, they're blood thristy scum, they need to be stopped. End of"
"They can't help attacking people... it's not they're fault"
"Haven't you ever read about them? They do it for fun, they love hunting"
"They can't help hunting"
"What about Fenrir Greyback? Deliberately transforming in populated spaces to feed his blood lust"
"He's just one werewolf... I bet they aren't all like that"
"Of course they are Rhea, they're monster's, dark creatures, foul things" he said shaking his head. She pursed her lips
"I don't like you filling out sons head with nonsense like that"
"It is not nonsense! There's proof, Greyback for one-"
"Oh grow up John! Go to work before I hex you for being an arse"
"I'm not being an arse" she shot him a dangerous look "Okay, fine, I'll go" he frowned, she released child Remus's ears "You know, I'm bloody surprised you weren't in Hufflepuff"
"Mummy's too clever to be a Hufflepuff. That's why she was a Ravenclaw. And you were in Gryffindor because you were too stupid for Ravenclaw" said child Remus with a giggle
"And you say I fill out son's head with nonsense. I was in Gryffindor, not because I was too stupid for Ravenclaw, but because I was much too brave for them
"I'm brave" child Remus said happily
"I know Remus"
"I'm clever as well... Where will I go?"
"I don't know Remus"
"But... but... but... I'm sneaky too... and... and... nice... I can't be in all of the Hogwarts houses"
"Remus, talk to mummy about this. I have to go to work"
"And an auror and... do you have to be brave to be an auror?"
"Of course Remus, very brave"
"I want to be a Gryffindor and... and I want to be and auror, I want to be like you daddy" His dad chuckled and ruffled his sons hair. Remus looked around the room and saw the calender up on their kitchen wall, it was hung on September 1965. Remus felt a little jolt in his stomach. He knew that in one year and four months, the bright, healthy, tan, blue eyed little boy would be replaced by a new one.
He would be pale, he would be sickly, he would be in pain, he would be scarred and his eyes would be gold.
Remus found the memory fading away around him again. He was outside, it was freezing cold. He saw a tall broad man running toward him, his dad. Running past him. Remus caught up with his dad, he was chasing another man. His dad shot jets of light from his wand, silent stunning spells, judging by the colour. Three hit the man square in the back and he fell to the floor with a loud thud.
"HAHA! MAYO! PERRY! COME QUICKLY, I GOT HIM! I FUCKING GOT THE BASTARD! Haha! You're mine Greyback! You're mine!" he cackled madly and picked Greyback up off the floor
"Fucking hell, Lupin! You did get him! I'll signal for back up and we'll bring him in!" said one of the two auror's that had just bounded up behind him
This memory faded as well. There was a very short snippet of a memories. A Judge's deep voice echoed round a ministry courtroom
"Fenrir Greyback – I hearby sentence you to a stay in the St. Mening's Hospital for Criminally Insane Wizards" Greyback was being dragged from a ministry courtroom by a pair of St. Mening's healers. He growled
"I'll get you Lupin! I'll get that wife of yours... or that kid. If it's the last thing I do!"
The short memory melted away, he was in his kitchen again, the calender read December 1966. His dad was reading the paper. He slammed it down on the table, making his wife and son jump up with fright.
"What the fuck?!" he growled, at the paper by the looks of it
"Language! What's wrong?" asked his mum. The child Remus looked frightened and got up from the table, he went to read in the living room.
"Greyback's out of St. Mening's" he growled
"What? But... but... he's insane... he was commited... he... he deliberatly attacked people!" she said confusedly
"Apparently, he's completely rehabilitated" his dad held his face in his hands "I'll call into the office, I'll have them send some extra security round for you and Remus. Do not leave the house after dark" he said forebodingly, his mum nodded worriedly and began nibbling delicately at her finger nails, the memory dropped away. Remus was in his kitchen, several days later. It was dark, his mother paced back and forth in the kitchen, her face streaked with tears. She was using the muggle phone and spluttering
"He's six years old, has light brown hair and blue eyes... about 4ft... thank you, please please ring as soon as you hear anything" she put the phone down and collapsed at the kitchen table sobbing.
"What did the muggle police say?"
"They'll get every policeman in the town out looking for him"
"The entire Auror department is out looking for him too" to Remus's surprise, his father burst into tears. He banged his head against the kitchen table
"This is all my fault"
"Stop it John... both of us crying isn't going to help the situation" she sobbed
"This is all my fault" he wailed
"John please. I'm going out to check the feilds behind the house again" she said, wiping her nose and standing up to pull on her cloak
"This is all my fault" he banged his head on the table again
"John I want you to come with me-"
"My fault, my fault, my fault"
"I KNOW! OKAY, SO SHUT UP AND HELP ME LOOK FOR REMUS"
"No! No... You stay here, I'll go. The house is protected, I don't want you leaving it"
"John I'm coming-!"
"NO. SIT DOWN" he commanded, she dropped to her seat and he flew out of the room. The memory skipped a bit and Remus found himself in a field his father running past him, again. Remus looked up at the sky. Full moon. He panicked for a moment, then remebered there was no need to worry. It was only a penseive.
The silver, moon light filtered down through a thin layer of cloud and glistened on a small shivering lump in the middle of the feild. His dad dropped to his knee's by child Remus, who was lying, gurgling and crying in a pool of blood
"Remus? Remus... oh Jesus Christ... Remus..." He was frantic, his voice was thick with tears. Remus themubed his bite scar through his clothes "... not your neck... he got your neck" He scooped child Remus up, carefully
"Daddy?" he sounded terrified, he was sobbing so hard he was almost screaming
"Yeah Remus, it's daddy. You have to do me a favour, okay? Stay awake. Don't go to sleep"
"Hurts Daddy... really hurts"
"I know Remus. Don't go to sleep" They apparated back to the house.
"want to sleep daddy" child Remus gave a strangled wail "Hurts... wanna sleep... hurts" His dad burst through the front door
"Rhea I've got him!"
"Thank Merlin" she sobbed,
"He's been bitten." he sobbed in reply. He grabbed a handful of floor powder and leapt into the flames "St Mungo's Hospital" he stepped into St. Mungo's and was immediately greeted by a pair of healers running toward him and taking child Remus from his arms, they ran up a flight of stairs, his dad behind them, they asked
"What happened here sir?"
"Werewolf bite" he was still bawling
"Merlin... how old is she?"
"He, he's a he... he's 6... he just turned 6" The healers exchanged a horrified glance before banging into a operating room. His dad attempted to follow them in but was escorted out by a middle aged, matronly looking witch. Probably a nurse "Let me in" he growled, scowling furiously at the nurse.
"I'm sorry sir, you'll have to wait out here"
"That's my son"
"Exactly, you'll distract the healers and get in the way, stay out here please" The nurse conjoured a chair outside the OR. He began to wail, Remus couldn't help but cringe at the sight of his father, his tall broad father, with his masculine features and his beard weeping like a little girl. Remus began to feel tears trickling down his own face again. He didn't remember much about the night he was bitten by the werewolf. By Fenrir Greyback. He remebered wanting to play outside and his mum telling him no, he then remembered sneaking outside and running out into a field. He remebered a pair of glowing golden eyes and nothing else. The memory faded again. Remus was standing in the St. Mungo's childrens ward. His child self was curled up in a bed asleep, head buried into the pillow. An angry crimson bite wound on his neck, his mum stroking his hair. All the other children in the ward were awake ans staring at Remus's father, a young looking healer and a stout ugly man
"Healer Rogers, I demand you have this man's child removed from the children's ward!" he ordered
"Why should he be moved? He's a child, he'll be frightened in the other parts of the hospital!" his father snapped indiganatly, turning to the healer for support
"It is not a child, it is a monster!" the stout man snarled. The healer scowled and opened her mouth to speak, before she could, his dad punched the stout man squarely in the jaw, knocking him to the floor. He delivered a hard kick to the stout man's stomach
"My child" he kicked again "is not" he kicked again "A monster" the healer pulled her wand and was about to stun his dad. He turned around and said "I'm done. No need to stun me. I'm done" he sat by his wife, who had a half shocked half proud expression on her face. She patted his arm and smiled and went back to stroking the child Remus's hair.
*
The memory's ended after that. Remus pulled his head out of the penseive and set it down on the coffee table. He need a moment to take everything he'd just seen in before he opened the letter. His dad had been an auror... he didn't remeber that at all. He swallowed, his face was still dampened with tears. He opened the letter, instantly recognising his father's large, curly writing
Dear Remus.
You almost died today. You almost died and said some terrible terrible things to you yesterday. Why I said what I said, I'm not sure. I was shocked. There's no denying I'm disappointed. But I'm not ashamed of you and I still want you to call me dad. I know I said don't, but I didn't mean it. I'm proud of you, I love you, you're the strongest person I know. I am so proud of you. I already said that though, but I am. I never told you and you almost died and you would've died thinking I was embarressed of you and I'm not, I'm really not. I'm very very stupid but I'm not embaressed. I always try to tell you how proud of you I am and how much I love you, but the words never come out properly. And I can never make the words come out properly, even while I'm writing this stupid letter my hands are shaking and I feel shy. It's not just you, I've always been a bit crap with your mum as well. But you'll see that when you watch the penseive.
Because you almost died today, I decided there were a couple of things you needed to know, your brother and the fact that it was Fenrir Greyback who bit you. And that it was my fault. But you know that already by now.
First your brother, your mum wanted us to tell you together but everytime she thought about it she just got herself so worked up and I can't bare seeing her cry so I decided it was best just not to tell you, that we'd do it one day. But we never got round to it. But you know now. I'm sorry, I'm rubbish at this. I thought writing it down would make it easier.
And your bite Remus. I am so so sorry. I should've asked them to change my assignment, I should've known someone as unstable as Fenrir Greyback would want revenge. It was selfish of me, but I was so excited to start being a proper auror after three years of training. I didn't think and because I didn't think I ruined your life. I am sorry. The english language should have a more powerful word for sorry than sorry, but it doesn't. After what happened, I had to quit my job, I couldn't bare the thought of putting you or your mum in danger again and I started to resent you a little. That was stupid. I started to think that, if you'de just done as you were told, and stayed in doors that night, you would have been fine and normal and I could've had my dream job back. I'm a big dense thick idiot for doing that. Half of what I've written doesn't make sense and I'm sorry. I know for a fact I'll never have the courage for you to see this while I'm still alive, so I'm going to request this be added in my will. The worst thing is, I know I won't apologise to you properly because I'm a coward. A stupid idiot coward. Some Gryffindor, eh? That is, unless your mum makes me. I'm rambling.
I just want you to know so badly how much I love you Remus.
Love Dad.
Remus read the letter. He read it again and again. He wished the big idiot had told him this while he was alive.
It was true that his Dad did apologise and did tell him he was proud and he loved him. But Remus hadn't taken it entirely seriously, mostly because his mum had to make him apologise. He hadn't, at the time, apprciated just how hard that must have been for the poor awkward man to say. He'd always wondered if his dad really did love him. Now he had proof.
Remus was crying again.
*
Sirius practically tore the letter from the Potter family owl's leg. He almost ripped the letter as he opened it
Sirius!
My mum said it would be alright for you to come and stay with us for a few weeks this summer!!! She says Rem and Pete can come too, you in? As if I need to ask. Write back soon and you can come over on Wednesday! James
Sirius thanked god he hadn't done anything to get himself locked in his room yet. He ran down stairs
"Mother? May I stay at the Potter's for a few weeks?"
"Absaloutly not. Your Grandfather Pollux is coming to stay and I will not have this family's heir off galavanting with filthy blood traitors like the Potters" She spat in reply. Since Voldemort and his followers had begun to attack people, the Blacks had instantly declared their support for him. Because Charlus Potter had begun to fight the Death Eaters, the Potters had been declared blood traitors.
"Mother... wouldn't it be better for me to be away while Grandfather is here. So he doesn't have to know what an emabressment his heir is" Walburga didn't reply, but Sirius could see her shaking her head "I mean Merlin knows what might slip out while he's here. He doesn't know I'm in Gryffindor yet, does he? Or that I hang round with blood traitors and mud bloods?"
"You wouldn't DARE" she growled, her nostrils flared and her eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Watch me" He scowled back at her. She huffed and stomped, still growling in a way that remided Sirius of Remus during his transformations.
"Very well. But you do not mention this to your grandfather. Or your Father. Neither would be pleased. Both would punish you severely, as will I. I hope you know Sirius, you are coming dangerously close to being disowned by this family" she sounded furious, Sirius decided it would be best not to hit her with a snarky comeback, but nod curtly and return to his room.
*
James!
Black mailed mother into letting me come! How awesome is that! See you in a couple of days!!!! Sirius!
*
Remus!
My parents say they want you, Sirius and Peter to come and stay for a couple of weeks this summer. Sirius and Petr have already written back saying they're coming. Are you in or out? James (because you're SO in, you can come to my house on Wednesday morning)
James,
They want all four of us? The poor people don't know what they're getting themselves into, do they. I'm not sure James. I just got back to my mum, I'm scared she's started drinking. Wednesday is too soon. Maybe later on in the week or early next week. Sorry, Remus.
Remus
No need to be sorry, I understand. I hope your mum's okay. See you soon then? James
A/N I swear to god I wanted this chapter to be happier... then I had the idea about the penseive and ugh... sorry.
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