It was an almost forgotten sensation, one that pulled at him from within his chest, reminding him of the family he had lost. He had surmised a long time ago that he was destined to be alone, having a family, even a chosen one like he had found during his time at Hogwarts, was not in the cards for Remus. Everything had been taken from him Halloween night in 1981.  Sirius Black, a man he once loved, his best friend, had ripped his family apart and in the process damaged Remus" core being. When James, Lily, and Peter died, they left a hole in his heart, and Remus was a shell of the person he once was. The pain was always there, but after twelve years, he had learned to live with it. 