The moon waned again. He shrank again. Silence the pain. Had lost its shimmering magical effect that struck one in its path. Like a dream dancer.
And this receding was observed. Worried. For three days. Yes, since the full moon three days ago, two eyes have followed the moon. Two shiny amber eyes. Shiny because glittering drops forced themselves out of them. Hopped over the scratched cheeks and jumped onto the windowsill.
The boy ran his sleeve over his eyes. They were red and a little puffy. He sniffed.
He was alone. As always. No, only for three days.
Ever since they knew.
Now it was all over. He had lost her. And only THAT was to blame! That magical silver moon.

He forced himself to look away. He couldn't give up! He was used to it, the rejection, the whispering behind the hand, the mysterious looks.
It shook him. This absurd outgoing cold.
Slowly he started moving. It was well past midnight. If a teacher caught him out here, it would be his turn. Then it was called detention and point deduction!
But he didn't care. He didn't want to get back to his dorm that early. There were the others! His former friends. They would whisper about him there. What he was and how awful it was.
I am sure they had already told others. Though he'd always liked her!
He shuddered.
Yes, he had believed that they were really his friends ...

His steps hold through the corridor. Yes, that's how he had to be! As hard as stone! He shouldn't show how hurt he was! He shouldn't give himself up to this weakness.

And three days ago the evening came to an end again before him. He was brought to the Whomping Willow by Madam Pomfrey. He had climbed down and up. He had come into the house by transforming for a year.
But it was something strange.
He felt he was being watched.
And then you heard:
"Ouch!"
Remus winced. THERE WAS SOMEONE!
He glanced frantically at the boarded-up window. The moonbeams were slowly penetrating the wood.
And he knew those voices!
"You have to get OUT of here immediately!" he shouted and threw open the door to the secret passage.
There was a rustle in the corner of the room and James and Sirius appeared. James' Invisibility Cloak sailed to the ground and the two looked at him in amazement.
Remus could see the questions spinning in their minds before his eyes, but he held back the tears.
"Please! I promise I'll tell you everything, but please, get out of here quickly! Run for your life! PLEASE!"

More tears found their way onto the stone floor as he walked down the corridor. They kept falling. And the sobbing wouldn't stop.
It all seemed wrong! His whole life!
And today should be a nice day! A happy, carefree day!
Sadly, he put his hands in his pockets. A wad of paper touched his hand. A crumpled letter.From his parents.
Yes this letter.
Why then! Today should be a happy day!
This letter also circled through his head.

We are sorry to inform you that your parents were killed in a mission that we cannot tell them about.
We hereby express our condolences and still wish you a happy future.
Signed,
Auror Office Manager:
Danius McCor

So simply said and done. With a simple piece of paper!
The most terrible news for him written on paper and heartlessly sent to the owl.
But that couldn't be! Five days ago his mother had written him another letter. He couldn't believe that they just weren't there anymore! So easy to get away. Extinguished. Like water in the heat!

His head grew heavy. Though it felt so infinitely empty. Nothing seemed to matter anymore.
And yet today was such an important day!

"What kind of face are you pulling on! And why are you still out here?" it came from the fat lady, who looked at him reproachfully but also with pity.
"Strawberry Mouse!" he just whispered and reluctantly swung it aside. Let him in.
The common room was empty. Eerie empty.
Once more he passed the sleeve of his cloak over his eyes and sniffed loudly. He didn't want to wake the others. They would just look angry and ask questions. He didn't need that at all!
He glanced at an astronomy homework. The date was scribbled to the right of it.
March 10th ...
Actually a happy day ... If it weren't for this blackness that clouded him

He dragged himself weakly up the stairs to his dormitory.
If he were very quiet, the others wouldn't even notice him coming back.
He stopped in front of the door. Listened at the door.
Nothing could be heard.
Not even Sirius' snoring. And that was almost a trademark of his.
Remus smiled slightly. Yes, he knew his friends pretty well by now ...
But unfortunately he no longer had the right to call her FRIENDS ...
And he knew as much about James as he knew about Defense Against the Dark Arts. And in this subject he was top! He knew everything!
And he had been something of a brother to Peter. Well more of a tutor ...
But that was over.
He exhaled.
He had lost everything ...
Really everything!

He took another deep breath and turned the handle down.
Carefully and quietly he pushed the door open and slipped inside. And closed the door very quietly behind her.
His heart was about to burst, he was sure of that!

He turned around.

The light came on.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!"

Eyes wide open.
Hands pressed stiffly next to his body.
He stood there stiffly and ...

... and looked the other three boys in the eye.
They smiled at him.
But Sirius' expression changed suddenly. He saw Remus eyes.
"Remus?"

But he just collapsed on the floor and cried.
One crying spasm after the other shook him and never let go of him.
He felt hands on him and heard the whispering words of his friends ...Yes they were his friends. You were the best.
He understood that now.
You were there for him.

Today was his birthday!
Today was March 10th!
Today he should be happy!
Why couldn't he?