Post by Andromeda Nikki Potter-Lupin on Apr 30, 2006 23:53:24 GMT -5
Sadly, I do not own the characters of Harry Potter, but I do own this fic. I do hope you like this story and sit back and relax. Grab some popcorn.
Hands of Silver
Remus John Lupin stared at yet another tombstone in a courtyard, just south of the house where years ago James and Lily Potter lived. This courtyard was dedicated to the Potter family and no other person laid here. A single tear slipped from his eye and traveled slowly down his cold cheek.
Bending down, the graying man traced the engraved letters of the tomb:
Tears began falling constantly from Remus's eyes as he remembered the man who became his husband and carrier of his children.
"Dad?" a tentive voiced asked from behind Remus. The man turned around and stared at his children. They varied from fourteen to seven.
"Yes, Regan?" he asked softly.
Regan Lupin stared at her father's tombstone for a second before turning her emerald gaze to her other father. "Dad's no longer in pain now, right?"
Remus gave a teary smile and ruffled his youngest's child's hair. "No. Your dad is no longer in pain."
As the children melted back into the small crowd waiting by a stretch limo, Remus took one last glance at the tombstone, raked a hand over it, and got up to leave.
"I'll always love you, Harry," he whispered before he entered the limo.
What he never saw was a glimmer of a human shape by the tombstone. The ghost gave a brilliant smile.
"And I'll always love you, Remus."
~*~*~*~
Hands of Silver
Remus John Lupin stared at yet another tombstone in a courtyard, just south of the house where years ago James and Lily Potter lived. This courtyard was dedicated to the Potter family and no other person laid here. A single tear slipped from his eye and traveled slowly down his cold cheek.
Bending down, the graying man traced the engraved letters of the tomb:
Harry James Potter-Lupin
1980-2010
Loving son, brother, husband, friend, and father
1980-2010
Loving son, brother, husband, friend, and father
Tears began falling constantly from Remus's eyes as he remembered the man who became his husband and carrier of his children.
"Dad?" a tentive voiced asked from behind Remus. The man turned around and stared at his children. They varied from fourteen to seven.
"Yes, Regan?" he asked softly.
Regan Lupin stared at her father's tombstone for a second before turning her emerald gaze to her other father. "Dad's no longer in pain now, right?"
Remus gave a teary smile and ruffled his youngest's child's hair. "No. Your dad is no longer in pain."
As the children melted back into the small crowd waiting by a stretch limo, Remus took one last glance at the tombstone, raked a hand over it, and got up to leave.
"I'll always love you, Harry," he whispered before he entered the limo.
What he never saw was a glimmer of a human shape by the tombstone. The ghost gave a brilliant smile.
"And I'll always love you, Remus."
~*~*~*~
