Because it was bothering me that there were only 69 parts in this story, I've written this. I hope you like it.

My dearest, Dora, 

I find myself writing to you, because one, I love you more than anything in the world, and two, you deserve to know everything. I'm writing this review first day of May. You're asleep beside me. I know what'll happen soon, and I might lose my life and I want you and Teddy to know everything.

I couldn't believe the first time I laid eyes on you. With your hair and laughter, it was impossible for me to not notice you. Every time I heard a laugh or a chuckle, I'd look up, and see you. You sat next to me, not caring about how I looked. You knew nothing about me. Yet you didn't judge me first. I'll always love you for that. You greeted me kindly, and upon finding out who I really was, you didn't change. You never changed seats. You were as kind to me as you had been the first time we met.

We'd gone on missions and I was so scared. When you fell and got hit that first time, I didn't know what to do. This was all so frightening. And you. You, my love, have the brightest personality I've ever seen, and yet that seemed gone in an instant. It scared me to bits.

I'd quickly fallen for you, but I didn't think you'd see me that way, so I tried to abandon my feelings. You'd never love someone like me.

I hadn't known you were related to Sirius and I'd thought I'd lost your heart to him. By the easy way you both talked and bantered, I hope you can understand why.

Then we became friends... I couldn't believe that either. You wanted to be my friend and casually chat with me? I'd known most people tolerated my existence, yet you've done this of your free will.

Then, you'd told me (well, it was implied) that you'd loved me. You would never be able to comprehend the happiness I felt. The elation that filled my heart. The fluttering feeling in my chest. I wanted to kiss you then and there.

It had crushed me soon after that even if we'd survived, we couldn't ever get married or have a family because of who I was. (I suppose that was changed quite quickly.)

On full moons, I always found my feet running to your home. You healed me without a moment of hesitation. You smiled upon seeing me. (More tried to, seeing me bloody and covered in dirt was a shock to you, I guessed.) I never did understand your unconditional kindness.

Then we'd kissed for the first time. That warm feeling spread through me. I felt so much love for you. The first time... I didn't believe how lucky I was. Your soft lips and your hands running through my hair. How could I be the one you'd picked? It was something I had dreamed about for such a long time, and then it really happened. But it scared me. I'd realized I could never love you, as much as I wanted to, and as much as you wanted to. What of my lycanthropy? I could hurt you. I would be a burden. Not just physically, but mentally. How would we ever be able to survive? I could never find a job because of the Ministry, and I could never curse you like that.

And then, Sirius had died.

Who was the first to comfort me? You, only you. As much as both of our hearts ached, I found comfort in you. You had some much of your own humor, making others laugh even though you were in so much pain. You'd cried with me, making me feel not alone. You became my everything. Occasionally, I'd missed Sirius teasing me about you, because it let me think about you. Anything other than this war.

Your eyes. Your hair. Your smile. Everything about you. You, my love. Dora, I couldn't stop thinking about you. You were always running through my mind.

I'd fallen for so hard for you. I wanted to believe that maybe if I didn't seem to return affections, you'd find someone else. Do not blame me for this, my dear, I beg of you. I'd left and went on death defying missions so you'd forget about me. Or maybe I'd die, you'd be able to move on. You'd never be cursed living a life with me, a werewolf. Someone who could barely scrape by. I couldn't do nice things for you because of money issues.

I'd only be a burden. And I would never forgive myself if I ever hurt you by loving you with all of my heart.

But I hoped you'd never forget me... that even if you did fall in love with someone else, I'd be able to see you and talk to you. I wanted to be around you in the very least. I'd have known that if you'd married and had children with someone else, I'd be happy for you. I wanted nothing more than your happiness, even if it meant discarding my own.

That year makes up many of my regrets. I shouldn't have left you in hopes I'd die. I'd only managed to cause you so much pain and heartbreak. Yet you let me run to you. You were angry with me, and I knew it. But you cared for me nonetheless. I hadn't realized at the time what I was doing.

Dumbledore had passed. I found my comfort in you. I suppose Bill and Fleur let me see what I was really doing. I was just hurting you. I wasn't being noble or brave. I was a hurting you. The one person I promised to myself I'd never hurt. I couldn't cause you pain without causing some for myself. (Loving you was really a win-win, wasn't it?)

I'd cried in your arms, and you held me. You were there. We cried together, like we had when Sirius had died. I finally found myself letting go of the past and looking to you, my future. We'd kissed, and that feeling. That warm compassion. That gave me the power to move on. I needed you more than I'd realized. I couldn't go on hurting you. I just couldn't.

Everything seemed to be falling into place for us. Maybe we'd rushed it, but it was the middle of a war for us. I couldn't lose you. And I wanted you to be mine, and I yours.

I'd have asked you to marry me, but I wasn't going to be okay with eloping. So instead, I'd begged your parents to let me marry you. (You don't know how nervous they made me, I was shaking.) I don't know if I told you that I'd asked for their permission and blessing. Thankfully, they said yes. (As much as I loved you, wasn't marrying you without yours or their consent.)

Everything was ideal. I'd asked you to marry me after I'd asked your parents if I could. (Alright, maybe the rain wasn't the most ideal, but it made everything so much better.)

It was the happiest day of my life. You looked so beautiful. (To be honest, I would've married you in sweatpants and a t-shirt if that's what you wanted.) Your eyes is what captured my attention the most. Warm chocolate that comforted me, and made me laugh. I was falling in love with you all over again. I'd never been happier, my love. It was something I'd dreamed of when I was younger. Finding the right person to spend my life with. And it was you. It was always going to be you. I had no flings at Hogwarts. I thought I'd never understand how happy James was when he fell in love with Lily. But now I do.

You were everything to me. My wife. Mrs. Lupin. Everything to me.

We'd been so happier. You were happier than I'd ever seen. That was the only way I knew I didn't the right thing. (Walking into an Order meeting and seeing them all exchange galleons, sickles, and knuts as we held hands and kissed quickly made the risk worth it.)

For those days, I'd been living ecstasy and absolute euphoria with you. And then you'd told me you were pregnant. I was so scared. What if I'd passed on a curse to our child? Even if that wasn't the case, how could I ever support you and a child. You knew how I felt. I was so afraid. And I ran. I will never forgive myself for that. I promised every fiber of my being to you, and I left. I supposed my naive and fearful self hadn't realized what I was doing. I will never forgive myself for arguing with you and for leaving you. Coming back wasn't going to make up for it.

Those nine months were you were some of the best of my life. Seeing you give out candy to children that came by for trick or treating (I still don't understand) was heartwarming. And just cuddling on the couch at Christmas with you made me feel so loved and comforted. When your father had died, I didn't know what to do. Only to hold you as you cried, like you did for me so long ago.

And the Teddy was born. I didn't know how to relieve any of that pain from your shoulders. It nearly tore my heart out, knowing you were in pain and I couldn't do a thing about it. But upon seeing our son for the first time, I could see your eyes light up with joy and relief.

Waking up in the middle of the night wasn't fun, but I'd never take any of this back for anything. I was so happy. And it was easy to tell that you were so happy. My world had color again. All because of you.

A fight is about to come, and I didn't want to worry you in the middle of the night. Sunrise is approaching, and I know you will wake from your slumber soon. (I still can't believe I get to wake up next to you every single day!)

If we die, these are my official last words to you. I love you and Teddy more than anything in the universe. And you. You're so brave and strong. So kind and compassionate. My wife. The mother of our son. My everything. I'd do anything for you. All I want is yours and Teddy's happiness. I love you more than anything. My beautiful wife.

I love you, Dora. Let no one ever tell you otherwise. I didn't realized how much I loved you and needed you until this moment, as I'm writing this. You will forever be my one and only.

Love you, now and forever.

Your husband,
Remus

Annnnd I'm back. Did ya miss me? (No, course you didn't. I'm annoying as heck.) Here's a little sweet letter from Remus to Dora.

Also "Waiting on You" is up and I hope you guys check it out.

Yours forever,
Abby