[ Hermione squeezes back just as hard as Remus holds her, and she closes her eyes for a moment, shoving down all her own doubts and fears. The only thing she had needed from Remus was the decision of telling James things or not - and now she knows what she needs to do. She'll keep her silence, she'll keep her mouth shut, and she won't dare to mention anything she knows about the future to any of them.
She can't be that cruel. She can't tell Remus about Peter, about James or Sirius, she can't tell him about how the war makes them all suffer, all the things they go through - all the death, the pain, the loss, the torture. Even now she blinks back her tears, turning her head away before she breathes out. ]
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She can't be that cruel. She can't tell Remus about Peter, about James or Sirius, she can't tell him about how the war makes them all suffer, all the things they go through - all the death, the pain, the loss, the torture. Even now she blinks back her tears, turning her head away before she breathes out. ]
1998. The Battle of Hogwarts. May the second.