While Remus taught at Hogwarts, he often took strolls around the castle at night; it reminded him of the late night adventures he and his friends would have. Though it hurt to remember, he was thankful he could, even after everything had changed.

The memories got even worse, however, when he saw their map again. After confiscating it from Harry and Ron, he sat alone in his office for hours, poking and prodding and reading all the little enchantments they had placed on it.

"Mr Moony is in need of a friend." Remus said to the map. He had been told to say it if in great need of comfort, he had never needed to, until then.

The invisible hand started writing on the map, the handwriting he had known so well.

"Mr Prongs would like Mr Moony to remember that he is the most harmless and kind person he has ever met, besides himself.

Mr Wormtail would like to agree with Mr Prongs, and add that Mr Moony is incredibly intelligent, and not just saying that so he could help me with my Potions homework.

Mr Padfoot would also like to agree with Mr Prongs and Mr Wormtail, and would add that Mr Moony is the most handsome and kind faced soul he has ever had the pleasure of meeting.

Mr Prong, Wormtail and Padfoot would therefor like to thank Mr Moony for putting up with their arrogant ways, and will always be there for him if the need is ever there."

Remus couldn't believe what he had just read. They wrote that for him, just for him. Before he knew it, tears were welling up in his eyes as he thought about the three boys he had grow up with. True, two of them were dead and the other was a murderer, but there was still a little part of Remus's heart, that cherished the friendship they had.