#parasirius

The castle was still, but Mary's head was a bustling blur of all the events that had taken place in the last year. Her wand was held firmly in her right hand and she walked close enough to, Sirius that her arm touched his. Neither mentioned the closes of the bodies, knowing it was for comfort and nothing more. The twitchy nature of her anxiety had her shaking from head too toe, she hoped Sirius wouldn't notice, she could not show fear, not here not now, there was too much at stake. Flashes of what happened to her last year played over and over in her minds eyes as the pair continued closer to the dungeons. Biting her lips hard she closed her and stopped for a moment, quieting her mind as best she could but the sound of, Lorcan's laugh still echoed through her ears. Inhaling deeply she looked over her shoulder at, Sirius and gave a weary smile. If this was it, she had no regrets about they were about to do. This was was right, Mary was sure of it.

The dungeons where just as quiet as the rest of the normally frantic castle. Three figures stood waiting and Mary knew instantly who they we're. But how had they known, who told them Sirius and she were on their way, her heart began to race again, and she gripped her wand tighter.

Remus laid down on Sirius's bed, burying his face in the pillow and breathing in deeply. He couldn't even think of what had happened, or the way he'd looked out of the window and seen thestrals for the first time. All that mattered now was that he was in Sirius's arms, in their dorm, and nothing else could possibly go wrong right now. Mum and Dot were okay, in a safehouse with Molly's mum and dad and they promised Remus that they'd look after them. Remus was only glad the aurors had come when they did or things could have been worse. He might not have come back at all. 

Lily flicked a strand of red hair out of her face as she bounced nervously on the balls of her feet. She hoped everything would end out well – she hated having to see Remus so upset; she had even felt bad for Sirius (she’d never seen him looking so sad before).

She twirled her wand between her fingers, leaning against the cold wall of the Astronomy Tower as she waited impatiently.

Remus shuddered as he walked the grounds in dusk, the same sick feeling rising in his throat at the fear of what will happen tonight. He looked over at Sirius and gulped heavily. He always worried that he would seriously hurt one of them, James, or Peter or Sirius, he had no control, he had no idea what he'd done until the morning. Remus felt tears well  in his eyes as he looked back at the castle, why couldn't he be normal? Why couldn't he be curled up in his bed or studying late or be doing anything that wasn't putting the people he loved in mortal danger?