The Girl who Survived (Fred Weasley)

Remus Bonus Short

A/N: So In my hurry earlier this week to post what Elodie was seeing in Remus's head, I forgot a very vital part. it wasn't until I was interacting with everyone in the comments and seeing that no one had talked about the connection that I realized.... I forgot to post it!

So instead of sacking it all together, because I feel like it does answer some internal questions, here's a bonus short that takes place in the same scene as last chapter. Enjoy!Love and Memory charms,Val

"You asked to see me Headmaster?" I said as I reached the top of the stairs climbing up to Dumbledore's office. Not a thing had changed in the eighteen years that had passed.

"Ah, Lupin my boy, please join us," He said cheerfully.

He wasn't alone. Seated in a chair with a teacup on the table in front, McGonagall sat, pinching the bridge of her nose as if she were trying to suppress a migraine. I knew I'd have to face her eventually. Though this wasn't how I pictured the first time I'd see her going after twelve years. I would have rather gone to her class room or her office privately. Even a letter would have sufficed.

"Would you care for a cup of tea? I also have an assortment of Brandy and Elf wine" Dumbledore asked, gesturing for me to take a seat by McGonagall.

"No thank you. I find Alcohol dilutes the potions I take," I said, sitting back in the chair.

"Whatever makes things easier," He said, moving to take his own seat and pointing his finger to send a cup of tea my way. "I just wanted to call you here to give you a more formal welcome. If I remember correctly, you and Professor McGonagall already know each other quite well."

"Yes, From my time at school, and a bit after," I answered, giving her a gentle smile.

"One can be mistaken in how well they think they know someone," She said with a smile on her face. She reached up, having written a note on a piece of parchment and gave it to Dumbledore's owl, "My classroom please," She said, sending the owl away.

She was still upset with me. I didn't blame her. All she'd asked was that I stay present, that I not disappear as I had, and I turned my back on her. "I know I spent some years away, but I do believe I have returned with a better perspective," I said as carefully calculated as I could. "If possible, I'd like to make amends-"

"She doesn't know you Remus," she said quickly, cutting me off.

I froze at her words, though I didn't particularly expect any less. I let out a sigh, and looked at my hands that rested in my lap. "I know, I didn't make the best choice...but surely-"

"Mr. Lupin," Dumbledore said, intervening. "Many events have taken place, in the time of your absence."

My eyes shifted between the two of them. The looks that feel over both of their faces told me that this conversation was exactly why they had called me here today. And by the sadness that covered McGonagall's face, it was worse than I could possibly fandom.

"Is everything alright? Is- did something-" I began, assuming the worst.

"I think perhaps a drink would help," Dumbledor said, summoning a small brandy with a swish of his hand.

"About five years ago, there was an accident. If you recall, Elodie has always been a generously powerful witch. Something that only escalated over time," McGonagall said, taking in the drink in front of her. "Like many students, she attended a muggle primary school, while I was here at the castle. During her fourth year, there was a rather nasty boy, would always put gum in her hair or taks on her chair," She said, drumming her fingers along her cup. "One day in particular, he told the other children not to play with her, and began saying cruel things about not having parents. Unknowing of what she was doing, she pushed him across the schoolyard, and began suffocating him," She said and looked up at my deadpan facial expression.