“Bloody Death Eaters,” he mutters, shaking his head. He doesn’t want to think about it.
The whooshing sound from the living room fireplace, closely followed by a thud, indicates that Sirius is home.
Good distraction, Remus thinks, still watching the window. The sky is already dark, has been all day, with this rain. He can hear Sirius warding
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really enjoyed reading :D
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(Oh, and I've sort of been stalking your fics from remusxsirius and reading your series for barefootboys as well. Which you must continue. It's all so perfect. Ramble ramble...)
*melts*
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I'll definitely be continuing the barefoot boys series, just trying to make my muse and the prompts play together nicely. =)
Thanks for reading and commenting!
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(of course he pouts - perfect!)
Yes indeed, and of course Moony knows just how to make him pout (and forget what he was pouting about in the first place). =)
Only two days left in this week, I'm trying to think of what other mischief our boys can get up to. *plots*
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This was sooo lovely. Gah.
This series makes me grin like an idiot :]
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