Twelve years is a long time to lose someone. When Remus Lupin walks back into the Great Hall of Hogwarts, he expects dust and ghosts but not her. Not the girl who didn't know him for the scars, not the girl who saw simply him. She knew him before the silence, before the moon taught him how to disappear. Charlotte Evans, stood alive and real beneath an enchanted sky, looking at him like the past has just reached out and grabbed them both by the throat. She hates being called Charlotte now. She always did. Everyone calls her Charlie. Everyone except Remus. He was the only one who could. Their reunion fractures time. One look becomes twelve years undone: late-night laughter in train compartments, constellations traced on cold stone, secrets whispered like promises they were never meant to keep. What they were to each other was never simple. Best friends, first loves, almosts. A story paused, not ended. Charlie has spent her life learning how to survive loss. Remus has spent his learning how to endure it. Neither of them expected to find each other again; older, broken in different places, still orbiting the same stars. Some treasures glitter. Some are buried. And some are the people you carry with you, even when you think you've lost them for good. Marauders era | Philosophers Stone- Deathly Hallows MOST OF THIS IS FROM MY OWN CANNON IDEAS! I'm not going through every single created cannon to write this. I AM FOURTEEN!! The writing might not be the most amazing that you've ever read. I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER IN ANY WAY. All rights go to JK Rowling. (I do not support her views)