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Oops I wrote another fic. I didn't even mean to write this one.
Title: Remus Remembers
Rating: PG-13
Ship: Remus/Sirius
Era: Post OoTP, but it could be just after Halloween 1981.
Disclaimer: I do not own.
Summery: Remus remembers and forgets the pieces of Sirius he loves.
Words: 289
Warnings: Character death that has already happened. Vague OOTP spoilers if you read into it. Unbetad.
Notes: I wrote this when I was watching Red Eye. *Shrugs*. I hate writing angst with Remus and Sirius. They deserve some happiness. It is angst though, and I was beginning to worry I was loosing my angsty touch. *hugs angst week* Written for Hump_day101 challenge.
Remus remembers small things. The smallest things at the most inconvenient times send him into anguish. He’ll recall the feeling of cold, stumbling, and desperate fingers and he will collapse onto the rough carpet with legs curled as he breathes heavily to fend off tears.
The memory of sloppy half grins, tilted heads, and raised eyebrows will make tears struggle out of his tight eyelids. He sobs in the least picturesque manor. His whole body jerks and his movements utterly abandon grace while the knot of grief in his stomach spreads throughout his damp and twisted body.
Remus remembers days where the breeze shifted bodies closer; the sky opened when skin touched skin and now his throat aches. Remus remembers words thrown and angry screams and now his stomach curls in pain. Remus remembers hesitant and clumsy kisses and now a sob hits him so hard he throws up, but what Remus is really crying for is the things he can’t remember.
Remus can’t remember the exact sound of Sirius’ voice; he knows it is somewhere between the dancing of a stream and the grinding of coffee. He can’t remember the number of freckles or the nervous laugh. He can’t remember the sound of Sirius’ footsteps or the sound of the groan Sirius made when Remus’ hand found curves through boxers. Mostly Sirius is fading away. This is the cause of Remus’ second round of tears. Sirius is leaving him again. Remus rises; he still shakes violently. He tries to regain the mask he has worked fourteen years to achieve, then he walks to the window and whispers to the stars, “I think I forgot the way you said I love you, but I’ll never forget how you did.”
fin
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Title: Remus Remembers
Rating: PG-13
Ship: Remus/Sirius
Era: Post OoTP, but it could be just after Halloween 1981.
Disclaimer: I do not own.
Summery: Remus remembers and forgets the pieces of Sirius he loves.
Words: 289
Warnings: Character death that has already happened. Vague OOTP spoilers if you read into it. Unbetad.
Notes: I wrote this when I was watching Red Eye. *Shrugs*. I hate writing angst with Remus and Sirius. They deserve some happiness. It is angst though, and I was beginning to worry I was loosing my angsty touch. *hugs angst week* Written for Hump_day101 challenge.
Remus remembers small things. The smallest things at the most inconvenient times send him into anguish. He’ll recall the feeling of cold, stumbling, and desperate fingers and he will collapse onto the rough carpet with legs curled as he breathes heavily to fend off tears.
The memory of sloppy half grins, tilted heads, and raised eyebrows will make tears struggle out of his tight eyelids. He sobs in the least picturesque manor. His whole body jerks and his movements utterly abandon grace while the knot of grief in his stomach spreads throughout his damp and twisted body.
Remus remembers days where the breeze shifted bodies closer; the sky opened when skin touched skin and now his throat aches. Remus remembers words thrown and angry screams and now his stomach curls in pain. Remus remembers hesitant and clumsy kisses and now a sob hits him so hard he throws up, but what Remus is really crying for is the things he can’t remember.
Remus can’t remember the exact sound of Sirius’ voice; he knows it is somewhere between the dancing of a stream and the grinding of coffee. He can’t remember the number of freckles or the nervous laugh. He can’t remember the sound of Sirius’ footsteps or the sound of the groan Sirius made when Remus’ hand found curves through boxers. Mostly Sirius is fading away. This is the cause of Remus’ second round of tears. Sirius is leaving him again. Remus rises; he still shakes violently. He tries to regain the mask he has worked fourteen years to achieve, then he walks to the window and whispers to the stars, “I think I forgot the way you said I love you, but I’ll never forget how you did.”
fin
Comments are super.