Epilogue:

Moody sat in front of Dumbledore's desk and waited. He hated waiting. It didn't make any sense – why would Albus send him an urgent owl but have him waiting? What if something has happened? Just then entered a calm, focused Dumbledore.

"Something has happened"

"Many things have happened"

"Don't play with me Albus."

"What had happened then, Alastor?"

"Remus has disappeared"

The facial expression of Albus Dumbledore stayed fixed, unreadable. He nodded, as if to himself.

As taken aback as mad eye was, for he had expected a much more active reaction to the former information and had already had his fingers on his wand, he wasn't going to show it, and continued. "You owe me an explanation".

Dumbledore sighed heavily.

"I have trusted you until now, Albus. I have followed your every instruction blindly but you have to tell me what is going on now."

"What do you want to know?" Dumbledore knew that being prompted was the only way not to reveal any crucial information he would otherwise let slip.

"Those dumb warnings. What were they for? Me going to both Lupin and Nymphadora and telling them all those stupid things about the other being bad and dangerous. They have gotten close. They're bound to tell each other."

"Ah, that is where you are wrong, Alastor. Their affection for one another will stop them from worrying each other. So that once one of them is fool enough to tell the other, that other will not tell him back."

Moody, though, didn't seem to have heard him after he had mentioned a certain word.

"Affection!"

"I understand your concern but I trust Remus to lead it the right way. To be able to take the role of the older brother she so needs now."

"Do you?" mad eye huffed, "Lupin is not exactly in a right state of mind right now and you are well aware of that. I have not known you for years for nothing Albus."

"I was, am, just worried about him"

"But you know Remus is mostly a smart, sensible lad who will not do stupid things. The kind of stupid things he has been doing lately. He and Nymphadora were writing to each other under the dinner table a few days ago. Lupin remembered that I was there and could see so I excused myself, but he didn't seem to remember the fact that it was not only tables I could penetrate." Seeing as that didn't prove his point he continued, " He didn't come to the funeral. I went to the house but couldn't find him. And you know that nothing can escape me." He said, tapping the side of his face in which his electric blue eye swiveled around in its socket.

"You are worried about Nymphdora, aren't you?" asked Dumbledore calmly.

"Of course I'm worried about Nymphadora. She's in a very bad state right now."

Dumbledore knew he was not telling him the fact he actually felt for the girl like a daughter but left him at that.

Mad eye started again. " You do know you haven't answered my question yet?"

Dumbledore looked down.

"What if they are right? What if black's innocent?"

"You are the head of the auror department as far as I recall. Surely you can open an investigation."

"Not without proper reasons."

"And all the facts are too clear for that aren't they? I must confess. The odds to him being innocent are very, very small. He was their secret keeper. They would have told me if it was otherwise."

"You put your trust in people too easily". Moody was starting to get restless with this never ending match of going round the wanted answers.

"I must, sadly, agree with your statement. I trusted Sirius Black. We knew there was a traitor in our midst, but black? James's best friend and the most loyal person I have met."

"But you did let him leading you to believe it might have been Lupin."

"Nothing was clear." Dumbledore sighed heavily once again.

"Exactly."

"Black though would never have done it."

"But he did."

"Did he?"

Alastor Moody and Albus Dumbledore often had these brain challenging, contest like, affairs, which was just their brilliant and most effective way to brain storm.

"What did they write at dinner?" Dumbledore suddenly interjected.

"At dinner?" he grunted.

"Yes"

"Well, he agreed to help her in something and she had asked him if he thought black will go mad."

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow. "And what did he tell her?"

"That he was a strong man and he might not." Moody added with an appreciative grunt.

"And you agree"

"I cannot deny Black has a back bone. But you still haven't told me why." Mad eye said quickly before Dumbledore could change subject again.

"Remus Lupin is a werewolf and is not accepted by most of our society. If he tried to show Black's innocent no one will believe him, maybe even claim he was part of it all. But tjat, you already know, don't you?"

Mad eye nodded. "But that isn't the only reason, is it?"

"No. No, it isn't."

"well…"

"I didn't want to give them false hopes. I didn't want Remus to regain his trust and then lose it all over again. I didn't want them to investigate only to find proof beyond any doubt that it was him. It would break him down completely and the consequences may be severe."

Moody got up and walked out of the room. He knew that Albus was lying to him but his occulmency skills were much poorer than his friend's. For once in his life, he didn't want to argue.

Dumbledore sat there, slightly guilt ridden. He had just lied to Alastor and it left him slightly uncomfortable.

The fact that he had just come back from Azkaban didn't help him much either. He could still feel the dementors' on him.

He was given permission to go into Azkaban with his wand, being one of the most powerful, important wizards to exist. He had watched Remus Lupin Talking to Sirius black and then Imperiosed Sirius. It was all going reasonably well before a few dozen dementors decided to attack him, for no apparent reason, besides the one he was using his wand. He had tried to conjure a patronus but all he could think of was the face if Remus Lupin when Sirius told him, on Dumbledores command, that he was guilty. He screamed and fell to the floor but before long two human guards had come to his aid. He didn't know how Padfoot's and Moony's reunion had ended but the fact that Remus had disappeared was a good sign. A sign his mission had been accomplished.

It was all for their good.

But why did he feel do bad?

A\N: This is it. My first long complete fanfic. Feel free to hate me for the ending, I hate myself for it. Why must I be so mean.

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