A single sharp laugh cut into the night. "That's how we started; we could die at any moment, he was spying for Albus Dumbledore right under Voldemort's nose, and I had lost my ability to shift hair colors. He taught me the self-control I needed for my metamorph abilities, and one thing lead to another... Remus wasn't happy when he found out about us and did just about everything he could to convince me that he was evil. Then when Dumbledore died, I couldn't believe it and just fell into Remus" arms."