[Time travel. Is there anything more confusing? He spends a few moments trying to figure it out before focusing on the rest of her statement. And . . .
Ruin his life. Remus feels a cold knot in the pit of his stomach, something utterly sickening. Because what could Hermione say that would ruin James' life? It has to be death. What else is there, in the thick of their war? Everyone is dying, if they're not being tortured and mutilated first. And James-- James and Sirius both, god help them all, they bloody well delight in the risk of it all, high on the danger, knowing they were secretly immortal, knowing they'd never die in their fight against Voldemort.
So it must be one of them. What would ruin James' life? Sirius dying, that would do it. Sirius, or Lily, or Peter-- one of his friends, dying and James being unable to prevent it. That would do it, he thinks, and exhales unsteadily.]
Which one of us is it?
[He glances over at her.]
Who dies. It must be one of us. That's why you don't want to tell him-- one of us dies during the war.
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Ruin his life. Remus feels a cold knot in the pit of his stomach, something utterly sickening. Because what could Hermione say that would ruin James' life? It has to be death. What else is there, in the thick of their war? Everyone is dying, if they're not being tortured and mutilated first. And James-- James and Sirius both, god help them all, they bloody well delight in the risk of it all, high on the danger, knowing they were secretly immortal, knowing they'd never die in their fight against Voldemort.
So it must be one of them. What would ruin James' life? Sirius dying, that would do it. Sirius, or Lily, or Peter-- one of his friends, dying and James being unable to prevent it. That would do it, he thinks, and exhales unsteadily.]
Which one of us is it?
[He glances over at her.]
Who dies. It must be one of us. That's why you don't want to tell him-- one of us dies during the war.
[It's a miracle they haven't already, honestly.]