“ nobody is going to trust you anymore ”

His mouth dries up, because Remus is right (as always) and while he has known that this was true for quite some time, it hits him hard when Remus says it in his usual tone ( calm, collected, logical ).

He doesn’t answer, doesn’t look at him, doesn’t change his facial expressions, doesn’t do anything. He doesn’t know what to do, after all, the entirety of the situation shutting him up, leaving him silent. Because what could he say? Truly, nothing seemed right. (And he had no one to blame but himself.)

           ”Then why are you still here?”

Tone cold, eyes now focusing on Remus, all his frustrations ending up in anger against him, his ( former ? ) best friend. Anger, deeply buried and fuelled by grudges and envy and everything he had kept cooped up all those years.

                    ( He didn’t understand. He didn’t get that he  had                     had no choice but to take the mark. That it  had                    been  l i f e  or  DEATH.  That Peter  wasn’t  like                     him and was incapable of making the right choice                     because that choice wasn’t right to him. Dying  at                     the age of twenty would never be the right choice,                     even if it made him a T R A I T O R .                     Remus didn’t get him, and he should, because it                     wasn’t that hard to understand. It really wasn’t. )

No. No one is going to trust him any more. Not with a dark tattoo on his forearm, with a loyalty that belongs to no one but himself. There’s no one standing on his side any more, not since the truth came out ( three days ago ). He’s more useless than ever before, and he is going to die. Voldemort doesn’t need a double agent with a revealed identity. 

           ”Tell me, why are you still here? Out of hope? Do you think you  can            change this? That things will go back to  normal again? Why are you            still  here?” He  is  almost  desperate. “Things  won’t  change. Things            won’t go back to normal and would you just fuck off if all you’re going            to do is tell me things I already know?”

And he doesn’t tell Remus that he wants him to stay, that he needs him to tell him that he understands, that his choice was not completely illogical and that he’s glad he’s not dead at the age of twenty. He needs Remus, and it’s making him sick, because he thought he was finally able to fend for himself. That for once, he was relying on no one but himself. (But he’d always been stupid like that.)

           "Please don’t leave."

☮ - friendship headcanon

☆ - happy headcanon

Emma whirled around at the sound of the familiar voice, clearly startled. Once she was it was Remus, she relaxed slightly, hand moving instinctively to her slightly swollen belly. She debated on what to tell him. The pregnancy had been unplanned, the result of a drunken one night stand in which Emma had been very, very drunk. She didn't normally go for  Gryffindors, or those younger than her for that matter. Needless to say, she regretted it. Her parents had tried to get her to get rid of it - the shame of having a child out of wedlock and with a halfblood, a poor one no less, was too great - however Emma refused. Being a mother at 18 wasn't on her to do list but she'd manage. She always did.

Remus Lupin, despite being the father, did not factor in her plans. She could easily pass the child off as someone more suitable, so long as he was out of the picture. Hence whey she was four months pregnant and he only just found out. Firstly, he was a student still and secondly Emma just had no desire to spend any more time with him than necessary. She had no doubt he would have ideas on how to raise a child that would clash with her own, and Emma was a 'my way or no way' type of person. Still, the way he phrased the question suggested he already knew. It wouldn't have been difficult to put two and two together. Emma sighed, and looked him in the eye knowing she had no other choice.

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DAPH. I'm so glad you joined DIR and we get awesome wolfstar brotp time and I love the lil friendship emma and lils have going on at ltbt. You're incredibly sweet, and I adore talking to you and fangirling over the script (still not over their album ngl) SO MUCH. And RPing with you. I love your remus so far, and I swear I will be replying to howl at the moon soon. Sirius loves moony as well ;) Your headcanons for the whomping willow incident were fab and you're fab and OH I REALLY LIKE YOUR LILY. and your gideon. Rping with you makes me happy so don't leave me okay. Padfoot needs his Moony. <3333333