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September 20th, 2007 (05:10 pm)

Remus plucked absentmindedly at a stray thread on Severus' sleeve. "Did you have an idea of where to get it done, then?"

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June 13th, 2007 (11:11 pm)

A few hours later, Remus woke up slowly. It took a little while for him to remember where he was, and why, and why he had, for the first time in a number of months, woken up achingly hard. Once he gathered his wits, it took all of Remus' self-control not to press against Severus' hip, and he tried to focus instead on the relaxing comfort of simply being tangled together so closely. It wasn't very effective, and his breath quickened somewhat as his cock twitched against Severus.

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June 12th, 2007 (11:06 pm)

Remus woke with a jolt sometime in the middle of the night, cold and sweaty. He sat up in his bed, listening for what might've awoken him; all he could hear was a light scratch from the rats in the walls, and the creak of the walls themselves. He held perfectly still for a few moments and, when he heard nothing more, got up and dressed quickly.

He didn't even question why his first instinct was to Apparate to Severus' flat, nor why he could get through the night wards now. Half-asleep, and still irrationally nervous, he let himself in and crept into Severus' bedroom. It was the only room of the flat he'd never been in, but he somehow managed not to trip or make much noise on his way to the bed. He sat at the foot of it, and watched Severus for a moment.

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January 2nd, 2007 (04:24 pm)

Tonight. Haven't heard from anyone.

I suppose I'll go it alone, then. Should be interesting.

Character Meme

December 22nd, 2006 (01:17 am)

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September 26th, 2006 (09:53 am)

I'm trying to obliviate myself but I can't get the angle of the wand right. I think I need to just stop reading the paper.

Oi, Pete? Sirius, James? A favor? Wipe my brain. Please.

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September 25th, 2006 (06:17 pm)

I've tried never to question Professor Dumbledore's wisdom, but this is ridiculous!

James Potter, I require you. We need to do something.

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September 22nd, 2006 (04:51 pm)

Remus stormed out of his dormitory without a word to the others, marching directly to the Headmaster's office. He then remembered that he didn't know the password, tried to explain to the gargoyle why he needed to see Dumbledore and, when he was met with resounding silence, sat down at the gargoyle's feet with a huff, resolving to wait.

He didn't have to wait long. Professor Dumbledore seemed to appear out of nowhere, silently, and it wasn't until he spoke that Remus jumped up to stand at attention.

"Troubles, Mr. Lupin?" he asked, eyes twinkling oddly.

"Sir! Ah, yes, I was wondering if we could... um... talk?"

"Most certainly, my dear boy-- it must be important if you've chosen to circumvent your head of house, so of course you may come in." Remus nodded silently, following him. "Licorice?" Dumbledore offered him, "No? Okay, then, what seems to be the trouble?"

"I want to help fight that Voldemort," Remus blurted without preamble. Dumbledore blinked at him over his half-moon spectacled.

"Fight him, Remus?"

"Y-yes sir."

Dumbledore chuckled lightly, and Remus flushed and sank down into his seat. "Remus, my dear boy, the most helpful thing you can do right now is to stay in school, get an excellent education, and do your best to counter the anti-Muggle sentiment that Lord Voldemort is using as ammunition! Because you are a werewolf-- now, Remus, that's not where I'm going, relax-- because you are a werewolf, people like Fenrir Greyback will try to recruit you. He is gathering other werewolves, not like yourself, but ones whom the disease has weakened, and who are uneducated, unemployed, and desperate. He is promising them power after lifetimes of subjugation and hate. You must be an example, Remus, to show that werewolves can be educated, and can be functioning members of society-- you must show these werewolves that there is another option."

"But how do--"

"By doing well in school," Dumbledore said firmly, "And by being an exemplary citizen, and by encouraging your peers to do the same. That is all."

"But, sir, I--"

"That is all, Remus. Now, I believe you have an Arithmancy book to find."

"How did you--"

"Never you mind. It's under young Potter's bed. You sure you wouldn't like any licorice?"

Remus shook his head silently.

"Very well, then. Run along. Remember what we talked about."

Remus nodded dumbly, exited, then slumped against a wall in defeated anger.

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September 21st, 2006 (06:52 pm)

Why oh why does it have to be Fenrir Greyback?

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September 19th, 2006 (12:50 pm)


To all concerned, my leg is fine. All better, I swear. Stop asking, please.

...So. Who read the Prophet and saw that enourmous thing about this Lord fellow and that... that... um. What do you lot think of that?

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