

The Lupin's GravesTeddy Lupin was eleven years old today. It should have been a happy day. It was everything a birthday was supposed to be; he had got every present that he had asked for, he had a party with all his friends, and he had a cake shaped like a quidditch pitch, with eleven candles on it. His family had stood around it, singing Happy Birthday, and then he blew out the candles, and made a wish. He was happy, but he knew that he could be happier, had things panned out differently. He had everything he could wish for, but he felt today like there was something missing. When he had blown out the candles, he had wished for something heThe Lupin's Graves
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