TRULY REALITY [A Harry Potter Fanfiction]

57| Christmas Party

I met Remus today at The Three Broomsticks, to discuss about R.L, but his answer was not what I expected. 

"It's not me." he said, when I told him what happened. 

"But R.L. It's your initials."

"I never sign my name in R.L Cass." He said. "You should know that."

"Ya... You don't. You always sign your name with RJ Lupin."

"Exactly. This person knows something we- I mean even you don't know."

"There's a bunch of things I don't know." I mumbled.

"And he seems to be watched. Why else a coded message."

"Yes! Anne said the same. But how do we find him/her/them?"

"Don't know" he shrugged. "Maybe we'll find him when the time is right. But you better be extra careful Caserole, don't want you hurt."

"Thanks Rems. Maybe I do like that Nickname you have for me."

He laughed. "Well... Better get back to Grimmauld Place."

"You're staying with Sirius?"

"Yup!"

"So I'll see you for Christmas?"

"You sure will!"

He then walked outside the shop and apparated. I had nothing else to do, so I was strolling through Hogsmede. Suddenly someone hugged me from behind, and I got startled. 

"Terrance!" I said excitedly and gave him a huge hug. I truly missed him; it had been so long. 

"Surprise?"

"You scared me." I said, punching his arm jokingly. 

"Well.... Does this make it better?" He handed me a bouquet of roses and a small box of chocolates. 

"Thank you!" It was so sweet.  "You do know that all these are unnecessary right? Your presence is more than enough."

He shrugged. "I'm sorry, that I didn't talk with you for so long. I-I've just been busy."

"I get it. Wizangamot and stuff. It's really hard."

He nodded, and we walked around. "Do you happen to know any R.L?" I asked. We both stopped walking.

"Why?"

"I just got this warning letter. It was signed by an R.L."

"I don't know any R.L" he said a bit of worry in his voice. 

"You sure? Anyone? Anyone who might know me?"

"Doesn't ring a bell Cass. There is Roger with an R... but-"

"His last name is McKay." I said.

"So... how's life?" he asked.

"Hard." I sighed out. 

"I can relate."

"There's just so much Ter. I feel like it might go out of hand."

"Look it's gonna get better. I'll find a way."

"Thanks. But there isn't much help you could do. No offence."

"None taken. But there should be something cheerful in your life."

"Anne I guess? She helps me. And she distracts me when I'm stressed. Wait! Did u know that I am in the Slug Club?"

"Ya. You mentioned it in the letter."

"Oh yes! We have the Christmas party. On 20th."

"Well that's exciting."

"I'm going with Anne."