25 April 2001
Who: Remus Lupin
Where: In his old, leather bound journal
When: 25 April 2001
Status: Complete
It's impossible that only two years have passed. There are days that seem like his death was only yesterday; others when it feels more than a lifetime away. I keep expecting word to come -- that it's all been a lie. The war, the deaths, those we've lost -- they'll all reappear somehow and the world will be as it should be. Still, though, the days that pass still seem to serve as a reminder for what we've lost; what I've lost.
I don't want to dwell on the past, but there are times when I truly cannot help it. I can't help but wonder how different all our lives would have been if the hand of fate had not been so cruel. If Sirius would have told us all that he changed from being the Secret Keeper.
Hell, how different it would have been if we would have trusted each other so many years ago.
Or maybe, none of it would have made a difference. Perhaps this is what the fates had laid out for us thousands of years before we were ever a thought.
This was my lot in life and nothing I would have done could have changed anything.
There's something I can do. If the opportunity arises and I am face-to-face with Voldemort; there is no one who will still my hand; that I can promise you.
Where: In his old, leather bound journal
When: 25 April 2001
Status: Complete
It's impossible that only two years have passed. There are days that seem like his death was only yesterday; others when it feels more than a lifetime away. I keep expecting word to come -- that it's all been a lie. The war, the deaths, those we've lost -- they'll all reappear somehow and the world will be as it should be. Still, though, the days that pass still seem to serve as a reminder for what we've lost; what I've lost.
I don't want to dwell on the past, but there are times when I truly cannot help it. I can't help but wonder how different all our lives would have been if the hand of fate had not been so cruel. If Sirius would have told us all that he changed from being the Secret Keeper.
Hell, how different it would have been if we would have trusted each other so many years ago.
Or maybe, none of it would have made a difference. Perhaps this is what the fates had laid out for us thousands of years before we were ever a thought.
This was my lot in life and nothing I would have done could have changed anything.
There's something I can do. If the opportunity arises and I am face-to-face with Voldemort; there is no one who will still my hand; that I can promise you.