Redemption For A Monster (Marauder fanfic) Book Three

59- Dumbledore's Passing

An eerie silence filled the hospital wing, as everyone grieved for Dumbledore in their own way.
Everyone, but Molly who was cleaning Bill's wounds, was frozen, either staring at the walls or at someone else in the room.
Tears slipped down Molly's face, as the dabbed a foul smelling ointment onto her sons disfigured face.
"Of course, it doesn't matter how he looks... It's not really important, but he was such a handsome boy... and he was going to get married" she sobbed.
"And what do you mean by zat? What do you mean he was going to be married?" Questioned Fleur, as she glared at Molly.
"Well, only that-"
"You theenk Bill will not wish to marry me any more? You theenk because of these bites he will not love me?".

"No, that's not what I-" started Molly, who was interupted by Fleur once again.
"Because he will. It would take more zan a werewolf to stop Bill loving me!" Announced Fleur.
"Well yes, I'm sure. But I thought perhaps-      given how he looks- you umm..."
"You thought I would not weesh to marry him? Or perhaps you hoped? What do I care how he looks? I am good looking enough for  both of us, I theenk. All these scars show is zat my husband is brave. And I shall do zat!".
Fleur snatched the ointment from Molly, and began dabbing it onto Bill's face.
Molly awkwardly stepped back, and stood next to her husband.
Nobody else dared to move, as they were all staring at Molly and Fleur, expecting an explosion of sorts to occur between them.

"Our Great Aunt Murial has a very beautiful goblin-made tiara, which I am sure I could persuade her to lend you for the wedding. She is very fond of Bill, and it would go very well with your hair" Molly said suddenly.
"Thank you. I am sure zat would be lovely" replied Fleur stiffly.
Then suddenly, Sara watched a miracle take place, as the two women threw themselves into each others arms, and began hugging and crying together. Causing everyone in the room to exchange nervous and confused looks.
"You see. She still wants to marry him, even though he's been bitten. She doesn't care!" Snapped Tonks, as she turned to face Remus.
Sara looked at Tonks with sympathy, as she watched the woman try again, to win over Remus' affections.

"It's different. Bill will not be a full werewolf. The cases are completely-" Remus began.
"But I don't care either, I don't care. I've told you a million times..." interupted Tonks, as she grabbed hold of Remus' robes, and began to shake him.
"And I've told you a million times, that I am too old for you, too poor... and too dangerous" replied Remus, refusing to meet her eyes.
"I've told you all along that you're taking a ridiculous line on this, Remus" sighed Molly.
"I am not being ridiculous. Tonks deserves somebody young and whole" admitted Remus.

"But she wants you Moony. And we can't help who we fall in love with. Dumbledore used to say that love is the most powerful gift of all, the one thing we have that Voldemort does not. Tonks loves you, and it is clear to me that you love her too... When we were together, you never hurt me, so I don't see why you would hurt her... Besides, love always triumphs over evil" announced Sara.
"This- This is not the moment to discuss it. Dumbledore is dead..." faltered Remus.
"Dumbledore would have been happier than anybody that there was a little more love in the world" insisted McGonagall.
Remus didn't seem to know how to respond to this, but luckily he didn't have to, as Hagrid entered the room a few seconds later, informing the whole room that he had moved Dumbledore's body to a safe place.

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Dumbledore's funeral was set to take place at Hogwarts, one week later.
Luckily Sara's wounds were not life threatening, and Madam Pomfrey allowed her to leave the hospital wing, the following day.
Being back under the care of the strict matron, brought back many painful memories for Sara, as her and the other Marauders had spent a lot of time in the hospital wing. Particularly around the full moon, after Remus' transformations.
Bill however, was not as lucky as Sara, as face was now covered in large scars that would never fade. Making him resemble a younger Mad-Eye Moody, though thankfully he still had both eyes and legs intact.