|Review:||Toujours Padfoot says:|
Hey, there! I've been looking forward to reading something of yours ever since you left me those lovely reviews on Run. This one-shot was so sad and bittersweet. I liked the evolution of characters and how one branched to the next: All of the marauders back in their younger days, struggling to keep themselves together and preserve life as it was in that moment; and then Lily and James, starting a new life on their own for themselves, literally and figuratively with little Harry on the way. And then, much later, there was Remus. It was fitting that his story was the third one told, because he was the last marauder standing. He outlived James by many years and Sirius by a few, dying on the same day as the woman he loved. Your description of his relationship with her, and all of their relationships with each other, was really beautiful. I particularly liked the first scene, with Sirius (he's one of my favorite characters in Potterverse) being hopeful and maybe even a little naive about the prospects of his and his friends' futures. Little does he know that everything is downhill from there on out. I liked the shift in time between each of the sections, and how it came down to Harry in the end, the last in line. He's kind of like a living legacy because all four of the marauders died for him in one way or another - even Peter, with the silver hand and the moment of hesitation. They all died to protect him. So having the last part be about him and how he was trying to move on but felt so lost because of his past, was very fitting.
A couple of my favorite quotes:
And if I am to lose my life because of my best friend, and not only you, but Remus the werewolf and Peter the rat as well, I think it would be a gorgeous death.
- I like that wording: gorgeous. It contrasts so strikingly with death, to be a 'gorgeous death', that it really gave me pause. It was such a bizarre and beautiful thing of Sirius to say, and I love that he said it. I'd imagine that he could look with some perspective at his death in the Ministry, he would have been satisfied with it. He went down fighting, protecting those he loved. In his own eyes, he had a gorgeous death.
You bend down, I follow you without hesitance, and together we kneel there, you so faraway, I so out of place.
- I could picture this quite vividly, Harry there but still not all the way present. It brought me back to that heart-wrenching feeling in DH with the Godric's Hollow scene. My heart really hurts for poor Harry. :(