[Completed] Book Two
Following Aurora's graduation from Hogwarts, she was reminded once more that Immer Rein had not expired so simply. If anything it had been demanded almost immediately as soon as she found herself of legal age.
After the chaotic...
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|November 4th, 1982|
Remus waited anxiously in the back of the church, the last row in the back to separate his likeness from the rest. Dumbledore had forced him to return from his mission in haste, and only then was he introduced to what his life had turned into.
James and Lily are dead.
Sirius killed Peter.
Sirius had been proven to be the traitor, all this time...All this time.
Remus didn't want to be correct, and he couldn't imagine what Rory—The name popped in his mind countless times without the day. Yet he hadn't seen her or heard from her since the last time he apologized for what he had said, James confirmed before he returned to the mission that she had brought Cara, her youngest, to visit Harry.
Both she and Sirius.
But now neither sibling was here, he even scanned the crowd to see who showed up to the funeral. And whilst everyone was off celebrating the end of the Dark Lord's reign, this group felt the cost of the gain.
The grim faces around the remainder of the Order was what caused Remus to flinch, the full moon was in a few days' time... But it was difficult to think of his own hardships and planning for them when he was at his best mates funeral.
Yet when he tunned back in to listen to the rest of the ceremony, it caused Remus to frown at how little the wizard up at the stage knew the couple, it'd seem that only he, Peter, Aurora, and Sirius knew them the best.
Lily couldn't look at James until he fixed his mentality, and now they were immortalized as this power couple. When they didn't have the chance to do much more for the magical community than bestow this chosen one.
Lily wanted to join Aurora in the potion field, and James—Well James would've bought a Quidditch team had the world not turned the way it had, but now they were both dead. And within the next hour would they be six feet under, and only he and Harry were the ones to be present.
McGonagall had given him a teary smile and tried to speak through all the sadness, but it was a silent consultant that rightly brought Dumbledore to both of them.
"Where's Harry?" He sniffled, and Albus lightly shook his head. Explaining that he was with his Aunt and has been living with them for the past few days. And as much as Remus wanted to speak out at how wrong that felt in his heart, but he couldn't make the choices.
