As he awoke the coppery smell of blood filled his nostrils. Last night had been horrific, or more so than usual. Remus glanced at his drenched robes. It had stormed last night, and to his dismay his chosen cave had provided little shelter.
He had no wand to heal his wounds, or dry his robes. So as he vacated the cave he was completely miserable, but he was on a quest, a quest to find his wife and son. And nothing would stop him. He was determined of that, and no Malfoy, Lastrange, or other wise. Was going to get in his way.
Something told Remus that he should stay hidden. Probably the fact that it probably wouldn't go over well if a dead man started roaming Diagonally.
After 4 days he reached an oh so familiar street sign. Grimald place The existence of 12 was apparent to him. So, given this he had no trouble finding it.
He stole himself and, extended a shaking hand. It took a couple of minutes for the door to be answered. However when it was the joy the over whelmed both both people standing in the door way was beyond compare.
Hi people, next week's updates may be slow. It depends. I've been debating on whether or not I should have Peter come back. Please give me your opinion. And feedback. -Victoria
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FanfictionI adore the Marauders, but their story makes me sad, so I'm going to change it. In other words, there coming back. "Harry, kid it's me, Sirius." Sirius pleaded. "SIRIUS BLACK DIED NINE YEARS AGO, I WAS THERE, I WATCHED IT HAPPEN! IT WAS MY FALT!" Th...
