the gentle moon / george weasley

this is me trying.

August 1978

Professor,

I'm going to be a father soon. I guess I'm already a father. Just days away now. I fear she'll come while I'm locked away. Was this a mistake? Should Jade and I have thought more about this? How can we bring a child into this world, with everything going on? She'll need protection, but what if I can't give her it? James and Sirius said they'll be there for Jade and me, for the baby. I think Sirius is more excited about her than me, which makes my heart ache. I don't want her to think I never wanted her.

I'm scared to even touch Jade. I am terrified Professor, what if I am a terrible father? How can a werewolf even be a father? I have so many questions, but I think they don't have answers. I think I just have to see how it plays out.

We don't have a name for her yet. Jade thinks we should name her Minerva. Of course, Sirius wants to name her something dumb, like Star or something. Lily bought me a shirt from this muggle shop in town, it says 'Worlds Best Dad'.

I don't know if that's true.

-Remus Lupin

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There were maybe a hundred letters from Remus to McGonagall. He was writing to her up to 1993. August hadn't even realized George was sleeping next to her on her bed. She was sitting against her headboard with piles and piles of letters. Words he wrote when he was just out of school, only months older than she is now. There was a letter he wrote to McGonagall a few months after August was born, and the switch in his tone was so in contrast to what it was before August 1978.

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October 1978

Professor,

She's brilliant.

I see it now. I see it in her eyes. I love her, I fell in love with her the moment she was put in my arms. Professor, I don't know how, but I love her more than anything in this world. And I made her. Professor, I made something amazing. She's perfect, she's pure, and this light. She is so bright. I don't know how I could hate a world so much with her in it.

I never thought I could be so happy. My life feels full, and as obnoxiously corny as this sounds. I feel like life, is worth living. She'll never understand this, especially now. But I think she saved my life. I looked in the mirror today, and when I saw the bags under my eyes... I did not feel disgusted, because those bags were from the sleepless nights I have been having. Not because I can't sleep because of the pain, but because I don't want to sleep. I don't want to miss out on anything. I want her to see my face when she wakes up...

Professor, I think my life is truly starting. I want to live.

-Remus

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November 5, 1981

M,

I'm going to do what I have to do. I'm going to be who I really am. And I'm going to figure out what that is. I hope everyone understands that, and I hope August will understand one day. But I am leaving, I can't do this in front of her. I can't let her see me like this.

-R

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