WARNING: BIG OOTP SPOILERS! IF U DON'T WANT TO KNOW WHO DIES AT THE END OF OOTP DO NOT READ! U HAVE BEEN WARNED!

Authors Note: Hey all...Ya I know I haven't written a story or updated in ages...Im sorry...all the school work and stuff...but there's only 18 days left of school so ya...I'll be able to write more when school's over. This story I had in my head for a while and so I decided to write it...I wrote it in my Science class (im sneekey..lol) so ya...and this is just a short one chapter short story...PG-13 for suicide/Character Death...well on to the story! Enjoy...oh and Please Review! P.S. Sorry 'bout any grammar of spelling errors...

And Then There Were None

Remus was pacing his room; back and forth back and forth. There was a steady stream of tears running down his face.
"You said that no matter what you would never leave me!" , he said out loud to no one in particular. "Marauders forever, Remember!?' , he yelled wiping away his tears angerly. "Ya right," he mutters and walks to the other side of the room and sits at his desk. He stares at the blank piece of parchment in front of him. " I'm alone...", he whispers , " James...Prongs...he's gone, dead, never to return. And Peter..that little rat..he might as well me dead...he's dead to me...and Sirius...Padfoot...the strong one...the brave one...betrayed by his own cousin. He too is gone...and that leaves me, Remus, or Moony to my friends, but they are gone and I'm all alone...and I can't take it anymore." His body shudders at the thought of his friends and it sends a new wave of tears to flow down his face. He wipes them away. "Full moons are again lonely and the wolf howls mournfully for the lost friends." he pauses a second then continues to whisper to himself, "I'm not strong enough...", he picks up a quill, dips it in the ink well, takes a deep breath and begins to write.

To Whom it may concern,

I'm Sorry, but I just can't do it anymore. I feel so alone. Every time I close my eyes I see James being murdered...Sirius falling through the veil...I just can't...the wolf is restless...it misses its friends and so do I. And Harry...It's not your fult Sirius died...never was it your fult...Harry...treasure your friends...hold them close...don't let them fade away...your a great kid...your father would be proud.
And to everyone else I'm sorry, but it's better this way...You'll see. Life is like a journey and mine has come to an end.

-Remus J. Lupin

Remus put down his quill and sighed. "Short and to the point," he whispers. He gets up from the desk, leaving the note there. He picks up a small pocket knife off the desk. It was a gift from Sirius in second year. The knife had a wolf carved into the handle. He always carried it with him. Oh how he loved that knife.
"This is it," he whispers. He takes the knife and holds it over his heart. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. He grip tightens on the knifes handle. With one fluid motion he sends the knife into his chest, through his heart. Tears fall down his face. 'It wont be long now', he thought. He swayed as he was overcome with a wave of dizziness.
"Goodbye and I'm sorry," he whispers as he falls to the floor.

And then there were none.