AN: Inspired by one line of the song 'I'm Yours' by the Script. I relate that song to Sirius/Remus, but I think there was more than one angel in Remus' life. I know it's short, but I seem to be getting consistent with that now. xD Reviews would be loved, good or bad. (:
(I wasn't sure who killed Remus... for personal reasons I like to believe it was Bella, but I'm pretty sure it wasn't. I flixed through DH last night with no results (it might say, I was just very tired) but according to HP Lexicon it was Dolohov.)

ANGELS IN MY LIFE

As I wanted her lifeless body fall to the ground, I feel my eyes prick with hot tears. I turn back to the Deatheaters, wand raised, but I know my time has come. I will die fighting; fighting not for my life, but for Harry's and for hundreds of others', just like Padfoot and Prongs did.

I glance back to Tonks as the tears begin to fall. I am crying for her, but not for her alone. Before Dora and Teddy, there were four angels in my life.

Padfoot. Sirius, you were an outcast as I was, although in a different way. You understood what it was like to be different, and empathised with me in a way James never could. You showed me that being different didn't have to be bad, but you also helped me to fit in. After James and Lily died and you went to Azkaban, I thought I was the only one left. You proved me wrong, if only for a little while.

Wormtail. I still have no idea why you did what you did, Peter, but now I find I can begin to forgive you. Your betrayal of James and Lily started the chain of events which ended in Voldermort's downfall, but if only it could have happened in a different way. I try to remember you as you were when we were at Hogwarts: always there to help and always curious. Things change, but maybe they could change again and be something like they used to.

Prongs. James, you were loved by almost everyone and had so much love to give out in return. You were always the one with the perfect family, but you treated us as extensions of that family; as brothers. Your determination, dedication and bravery were inspiring – still are – and I know that lives on in your son. You always stood by me and I will never be able to thank you enough for making me feel so accepted and loved.

And finally, Lily. You were always Prongs' girl, right from the start although you refused to believe it, but I still think I loved you as well. Not in the same way he did, of course, but your beauty, wit and intelligence couldn't help but amaze me and you stood by me even when you knew what was. You were perfect for our James in every way and, although we were reluctant to share him with you at first, you did all four of us a lot of good.

Ever since we first met you have been the angels in my life, even after death. As I look into Dolohov's eyes, I know it is my time to join you. We will be free again, and if Harry succeeds so will everyone else. I may not see my son grow up, but neither did James and it is a sacrifice I have to make.

It is time. I can see the spell coming towards me. Everything seems to have slowed down, but it is happening so fast. The pain is unbearable, but I will not have to bare it for very long; the darkness is coming, and after the darkness, there will be light. There will be light and the angels will be back in my life.