I'm not going to name the movie that gave me this idea, or you may guess the end. It'll be short, only a few chapters but I'm hoping it won't disappear like other ideas I've begun and not published/not finished.

Please review and let me know your thoughts!

"I love you, so much-" She sobbed, cupping his face in her hands as another explosion shook the castle. "Remus, please remember that-"

"As long as you remember how much I love you." Remus responded, brushing a hand across her cheek. "We'll be alright, we'll be home by dawn- I promise you, we'll both go home-"

A flash of green blinded him in the otherwise dark corridor that had been silent except for the two wandless fighters seeking refuge from the battle. Her eyes stared at him and she crumpled in his arms. Remus felt a scream rise in his throat, ready to face her killer without a wand if he had to-

An explosion destroyed the corridor, separating him from the corpse of his wife. He heard distant screaming and then darkness took over as debris fell around him.

He woke up staring at a white ceiling, a bright light momentarily making it hard to see. He tried to sit up but became panicked to find what seemed to be restraints holding him down. Where was he? What happened?

There was an alarm going off somewhere and seconds later the door opened, and a man in lime green robes holding a stack of papers stepped in. "Hello, Mr Lupin." He said, a friendly smile on his face as he waved a wand and the restraints disappeared. "Do you know where you are today?"

Remus sat up, looking around, hoping for more answers. "St Mungo's." He finally said.

The Healer nodded, placing the papers down at the tiny table in the room and withdrawing a Self-Inking Quill from his robes. He wrote quickly, and turned back to Remus. "And do you know why?"

Remus racked his brain. "The battle? At Hogwarts, I must have been injured-"

"Right, right." The Healer said with a quieter tone, leaning over to write something else down.

"Sir-" Remus said. "My wife, she was with me-"

The Healer gathered up the papers and straightened up, avoiding Remus' gaze and question. "I'll be back in about an hour, Remus. Why don't you relax a bit?" He offered, before leaving the room.

Remus felt gutted. If the Healer wouldn't tell him where Tonks was, could she be dead? And the rest of the Order, Harry, the Weasleys- what had become of all of them?

He tried to keep his mind off of the most obvious and pressing matters until the Healer returned, but he couldn't. What had happened? What if Voldemort won? Would everyone be killed for defying him?

Finally, the door swung open again and the Healer reappeared, but this time he wasn't alone. Two men, one with jet black hair and hazel eyes hidden behind glasses and one with wavy and longer black hair, smiled at Remus as they entered with the Healer.

Remus felt sick, staring at them. He knew them- but they were dead, he saw Sirius die and James was definitely dead, that wasn't Harry- was Remus dead?

"Now, Remus." The Healer said patiently, stepping in front of Sirius and James and blocking Remus' stare. "Do you know these two?"

Remus nodded slowly.

"Good, and who are they?"

"James Potter and Sirius Black-" Remus said. "They should be dead."

James and Sirius exchanged looks behind the Healer's back, but Remus didn't notice. His head was spinning.

"And why do you say that?" The Healer asked, glancing at Sirius and James.

"The wars, James died in the first war- 16 years ago. And Sirius- he died almost 2 years ago-" Remus said. "They should be dead- they died in the wars-"

"Mate." Sirius said from behind the Healer. "Remus, mate, there was never a war."