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Remus was happily carving a pumpkin while drinking some butter beer. He had just got off the phone with Sirius about an hour ago hearing that he wouldn’t be able to make it tonight to carve some pumpkins with him. As he finished carving his pumpkin he set outside on his porch and lighted the candle inside “incendio” he muttered quietly to spark a small flame on the candle.
He walked back into his small flat as he cleaned up the pumpkin guts. He then went over to his desk as finish his butter beer when he heard his phone go off. He sighed as he got up and walked over to the kitchen picking up the phone. “Hello?” he asked “Remus…” a friend of his spoke softly with a hint on pain as her voice began to crack, “Something awful happened.” Remus felt his stomach drop, “W-what happened?” he asked franticly. “I’m sorry…I’m so sorry,” she began again, “Lily and James…their dead.” Remus felt time stop as his hands began to shake, he felt every emotion possible swirl around his mind “No…no..no no” He began to mumble over the phone. “I’m sorry Remus…their gone.” She replied.
Remus dropped the phone as it dangled from the cord attached to the wall. He slid down and hugged his knees as hot tears began to flood his face and fall onto his scared hands. He was still in denial but slowly coming to the fact that his friends were gone. “Remus? You still there?” his friend asked. Remus slowly reached over to the dangling phone as he picked it up and put it against his ear, “W-What” he asked as his voice cracked with emotions. “There is nothing very clear at the moment but by the rumors it…” she started but then stopped knowing what she was about to say would only make things worse. “What?!” asked Remus getting more anxious. She sighed before continuing, “There is rumors that Peter is also dead….and….and that Sirius was the one that told the dark lord.” This hit Remus like ice now knowing that all his friends are dead, and the only one still alive a bloody traitor.
His head quickly swiveled when he heard knocking on the door. He shot up and opened the door seeing Sirius, “Remus oh my gosh. I need your help I-” then Sirius fell the ground from a hard punch from Remus. “You bloody traitor,” he spat, “You rated them out for what!” Sirius sat there on the ground, eyes widen, tears tempting to fall. “Remus…” he began softly, “I didn’t do it…they are blaming me!” Sirius stood up. “I need your help Remus, the ministry is coming after me!” Remus scoffed, “Well, you’re on your own! First the prank and now this. Good luck padfoot.” Remus said icily, as he walked back into his flat slamming the door behind him.
Sirius stood there frozen in spot, trying to process what was happening to him. Then in the distance he heard, “There! I think I see him!” In frantic, Sirius changed into his animagus form and ran off. He kept running until he made to the shrieking shake. He formed back into his normal self as he sobbed. He gazed down at one of the floorboards and his finger ran over a few carving initials. R.J.L L.J.E P.P and his S.B .