I Love You More than Myself Part One

Chapter 58

"Love is like the sun coming out of the clouds and warming your soul." -Anonymous


*Remus's POV*

Summer wore on, with never relenting heat and rain. This had to be one of the most humid summers of my life, and I was not enjoying it. Most of my days were spent with a good book down by the creek that ran behind my family's house, staying cool the best I could. Oliver would sometimes joined me, and maybe even Libby; it was nice for a while.

But if one good thing came out of this summer, it was that Kevin had to move away for his new job at the Ministry. I didn't know exactly what he was doing, and frankly, I didn't want to know, but I know it has something to do with magical creatures; figures.

I refused to help on the day of the move, and took refuge down at my creek. I couldn't bring myself to help him with anything, ever. Oliver wasn't very happy with me, but he forgave me the next day.

Elizabeth was being quite anti-social this summer, as well. I figured it had to be because Kevin wasn't there to protect her anymore. She was always locked up in her room, as most 13 year-old girls do, but she barely even came out for dinner, or anything dealing with the family as a whole.

Even in the midst of all these goings-on, Libby wouldn't shut up about her first year at Hogwarts. She would often take my wand and canter around my room, pretending to be doing magic, then would insist that she would never play with my wand again, because she would be getting her wand soon. Every time she did this, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness, for my little Libby was growing up. She would soon be roaming the halls as a student, learning magic along with the rest of us. I even broke down one night in July thinking about this. I consoled myself by reading Tonks's latest letter.

Dear Remus,

How are you? I hope you're doing well. I miss you more than words can say.

My family and I have taken a holiday to the beach! I never realized how much I love it there. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore, the feeling of sand underneath your toes… It's just incredible! Have you ever been to a beach, Remus?

So now, I write to you from under my umbrella in the sand. Sasha and Aaron are busying themselves in the water. When I am done writing, I think I'll go for a swim too. I don't even mind when the waves crash down on me, plunging me under the surf.

You always ask me what my hair looks like. Well, today is short, blonde, and wavy. I quite like it, so I think I'll wear it on the first day of term so you can see!

Have you talked to James and Sirius much? I haven't, you know how forgetful they are about writing. I got one letter from James last month, but nothing more. I have talked to Lily and Lydia though! I know you're kind of friends with Lily. Have you talked to her at all?

Well, I must be going. Tell me how you're doing, please! I love you!


Ps. Sasha has a girlfriend! She's beautiful and seems nice enough! Her name is Alice!

I smile and fold up the letter, tucking it in the pocket of my jeans on the bank of the creek.

Honestly, I had never been to a beach, although I've always wanted to go to one. And, I had barely talked to James and Sirius this summer as well. I'm not sure what they were up to, but I know wasn't anything good. I had gotten maybe four or five letters from them, since they were both at James's house. They had mentioned something in passing about the whole animagi thing. I would bet my wand that's what's taking up their summer. It still pained me to think about them doing something like this, for me.

"Oi!" I hear Oliver call from the top of the slope leading down to the banks of the creek. I look up and see him standing there, grinning.

"Come down here!" I call back, and turn around.

Soon I hear him thundering down the slope, sliding on the wet undergrowth and leaves. Suddenly, he is standing right next to me, steadying himself.

"How do you do that everyday?" he asks, sitting down to catch his breath.

"I guess I'm a bit more coordinated than you are," I snicker. He shoots me a dirty look.

"Anyways," he says, peeling off his socks to put his feet in the creek. "I came down to see how you were doing. I saw you reading something. What was it?"

I blush. "Nothing."

"Oh, come on," he coaxes. "You can tell me!"

"It was… a letter," I say, twiddling my thumbs.



"Oh…" Oliver says, finally understanding. "I see. How is she?"

"She's fine," I say. "On holiday."

"That's nice," Oliver muses, splashing a little. He is quiet for a while. "Hey, isn't it your one-year anniversary the 1st of September?"

"Yeah," I say. I had not forgotten, like most men.

"Well?" Oliver says, urging me on. "What are you going to do?"

"I have to do something?" I ask, puzzled.

"Of course!" he exclaims. "You don't have a one-year anniversary everyday!"

"Well, I hadn't thought about it!" I lie.

"Come on, just admit, you had no idea."

"Okay, I had no idea."

"Good," Oliver says. "So now, what are you going to do?"

"Well…" I say, thinking hard. "I don't have any money."

"I'll loan you some," Oliver say.

"No, I won't take money from you."

"You're not taking it," Oliver explains. "I'm want to help you get Tonks something nice. I want this to be special for you!"

"Oh… Alright."

"Yes!" Oliver exclaims. "We'll go to Diagon Alley tomorrow, alright? And while we're at it, might as well pick up our school stuff."

"Might as well, but we haven't got our letters yet," I point out.

"They just came," Oliver explains.

"It's settled then," I say, grinning.


The next morning, Oliver and I wake early and get ready to leave for Diagon Alley. He had blatantly refused to bring Elizabeth along when my parents had asked him. He said they would have to bring her herself, because he would not take any of her crap tomorrow. So my parents had let it go and would bring her along when they brought Olivia.

We eat a quick breakfast, then set out around 9 o'clock. Oliver had told me he had some business to attend to before we started shopping, and that I couldn't tell anyone what that business was. So I am very surprised when we apparate to in front of an apartment complex.

"What are we doing here?" I ask, glancing up at the Muggle building.

"Meeting someone," Oliver says, and steps inside; I follow.

We pass the front desk and take the lift to the 3rd floor. Oliver glances around nervously before stepping off and starting down the hall.

"What's going on?" I ask again.


We stop in front of apartment #324. Oliver turns to me and says:

"I'll come get you in a few minutes, stay out here."

He then uses his wand to unlock the door, and steps inside quietly. I am completely confused. Minutes go by, and before I know it, I find myself sat up against the wall, my eyes slightly closed. What in the hell was he doing? Suddenly the door opens and Oliver stands there, beaming. He looks the same, although his hair is ruffled.

"You can come in now Remus."

I stand up and walk into the apartment. I was honestly expecting something bad, but quite the contrary, it is a pretty nice apartment. Then I notice the girl standing by the couch. Oliver steps past me and goes over to meet her; he places an arm around her waist.

"Remus, this is Alisa, my fiancé."

My jaw drops open.

"Your what?!"

"My fiancé," he says again. He and Alisa share a smile.

"When did this happen?" I ask, completely shocked.

"We've been together for about three years," he explains. "Alisa, this is my 15 year-old brother, Remus."

"Nice to meet you," she says, reaching her hand out. I take it, still shocked.

She is a very pretty girl, with big blue eyes and flowing blonde hair to her mid-back. She wears simple clothes, and I notice she doesn't have a wand on her. I suddenly realize why Oliver didn't want me to tell anyone; Alisa is a Muggle.

"Well, I just thought I'd introduce the two of you," Oliver says, releasing his fiancé. "We must be off. We're going shopping so Remus can get his girlfriend an anniversary gift."

"Ooh," Alisa says, smiling. "Make sure to get her something good."

"Oh, I will," I assure her; I actually quite like Alisa.

"Goodbye, love," Oliver says, giving her a quick kiss, then leaving her.

"I love you," she says, holding his hand until the last minute. "Nice to finally meet you, Remus!"

"Nice to meet you too!" I respond, then Oliver and I leave the room. As soon as we were on the sidewalk, I stop him.

"When did you plan on telling me this?!"

"Remus, calm down!" he says, shushing me. "I couldn't tell anyone. You can imagine how mum and dad would react."

I think about it for a second. My father believes very strongly in being pure-blooded.

"I'm sorry Oliver," I say, sighing as we start walking again.

"I forgive you," he says.

"What about that girl you brought to the ball, Tilly?" I ask.

"Well, I couldn't have brought a Muggle, could I?" he says. "And I needed a date."

"Oh, I see," I say, stuffing my hands in my pockets. "Well, congratulations!"

"Thanks, little bro," he says, ruffling my hair lovingly.

We continue walking until we reach the Leaky Cauldron, which was surprisingly not far from Alisa's apartment. We shop for our new school supplies for a few hours, and soon we're laden with bags.

"And lastly, your present for Miss Tonks," Oliver says, juggling two parcels.

"Where should we look?" I ask, glancing around the Alley.

"There's a wizard jeweler down that ways a little bit," Oliver says, nodding his head to the right. "Shall we go there?"

"Isn't that a bit expensive?" I ask.

"It's fine," Oliver says, starting that way. "Do not worry about it."

We walk until we reach the jeweler, then set our parcels down and take a look around. Nothing really impresses me until I get to the last case. And inside, I see exactly what I'm going to get her.


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