InsaneJournal

It had been a long few days, and when Remus had finally settled in to sleep, next to Rose, he'd fallen asleep quite well. He'd slept the sleep of a man who desperately needed it. However.. when he woke up, he wasn't next to Rose, he wasn't in the gym.. there was no smell of death, or dirt, or grime.. nothing. He was in a nice warm bed, with a fire going in the center of the round dorm room. The other four beds were empty, but Remus immediately knew who should have been occupying them. The one closest to his right was Sirius Black's bed.. and to the right of Sirius was James Potter.. and on Remus' left was Peter Pettigrew, one of his best friends. They were all his best friends. That last bed was empty, as the Headmaster, after spending a few months watching the four boys grow close, had removed him and placed him into another dorm room, to better hide the secret of the sandy-haired boy who had made such quick friends with the other three boys. It was a good choice on his part, one that none of the boys would ever realize.

He shifted on that bed, feeling the warmth there dissipate a little, so he stopped moving and just snuggled back up under those covers. The other three boys must be gone, he realized.. it was snowing outside and he could hear Christmas music from downstairs. It was the winter holidays.. and it was clearly first year, he'd know those silly posters on Sirius and James' walls anywhere. The two of them were spending Christmas with James, and Peter was at home with his parents. Remus had been left at school, as he'd be having a full moon in a few days, and it was safer for him to be at Hogwarts than at home, though his parents had sent him love and presents.

That thought made him smile. He knew this was all just a dream.. but it was a really nice dream. And he was curling up a bit more in the blankets, content to lay there in the warmth and the comfort of his dorm room and listen to the singing down stairs.