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[lupin_girl]

Remus ran a weary hand through his sandy hair, which looked as tired as he felt tonight. It lay in dull hanks, lifeless, over his skull which felt fit to explode. He wished he didn't feel so alone. He wished he didn't feel he had to perfect in order to make up for need, the curse. After all, he didn't ask for it, didn't ask to be bitten as a

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[lupin_girl]

Thank you so much! I had realized that you invited me to join your group, and hadn't ever seen anything I had written, so I thought I'd just post some random things in character, in here. I'll have to fill out my profile with the group. I'm eager to start. *g*