I don't know if I'm scared of DYING, but I'm scared of living TOO FAST, TOO SLOW. regret, remorse, hold on, oh no! I've got to go! there’s no STARTING OVER, no new beginnings, time races on. gotta keep on going, looking STRAIGHT out on the road. can't worry 'bout what's behind you or what is coming for you FURTHER up the road.
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MARY.
“ — it was hard, ” she complained, her pout slightly ruined by her eyes crinkling in laughter. “ — you don’t UNDERSTAND my struggles, remus. ” but she relented, tilting her head at him fondly, and tried not to think about the last time they’d been drunk together. “ — alright, i suppose i can bring some vodka as well. it’ll help to get the fire going. but TRUST me, you’re missing out. 9 pm, by the lake ? in case things get out of hand. ”
REMY.
𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐘 , the furrow of his brow . His mind briefly wandered to a different place , because when she mentioned things getting out of hand , his first thought had nothing to do with fire . He almost made a joke , that is , until realization hit . ❛ I’ll be there . ❜ The boy wondered silently how many people would question whether or not it was a full moon . Why else would Remus be wandering outside in the dark ? ❛ As will my shirt. ❜ It was then that he took his leave , offering her a teasing grin as he mentally prepared for the destruction of a shirt he could barely afford in the first place .
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ALECTO.
“ please — your collective idiocy is. do you honestly expect me to believe you need any kind of reminders? we’re both much too smart for that. “ she sat back in her seat, smirking at him as she arranged her legs neatly beneath her. “ unless you really want me to call you an idiot as a reminder, I suppose. I could do that. “ her gaze skittered away from him for a moment, as she thought of a suitable answer. “ it was momentary, alright. “
REMY.
❛ 𝐈'𝐌 𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐓 , 𝐈 '𝐌 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐓 . I’m seconds from getting whiplash . ❜ He spoke as if listing off his groceries , his gaze moving about in casual curiosity as he noted his surroundings . ❛ Are all conversations with you like this ? Or just ours ? ❜ It was then that he finally turned to face her , his brow arched as he took his place in the seat opposite her . ❛ Riveting answer . ❜
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MARY.
“ — yes ! remus, you will not regret this. it’ll be CATHARTIC, i promise. for me. and my trauma from having to witness that shirt. ” she beamed at him, his laugh buoying her spirits into something that could have been hope. they were gonna be alright. “ — okay, listen, i KNOW you’re more of a vodka man, but i have a nice bottle of wine direct from italy and i have been saving it for a celebration. ”
REMY.
❛ 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐓'𝐕𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 . . . saving it for , what ? One week ? ❜ It was a teasing smile that appeared , the boy only a little concerned over how excited she was to burn his clothes . He didn’t think it was that bad . Hell , the fabric breathed . It was insanely comfortable . ❛ You get to light my things on fire and then deny me my favorite alcohol ? I’m starting to wonder what I’m getting out of this ; besides a slightly bruised ego , of course . ❜
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TED.
❛ wha ━━ no ! i mean… i was just, erm… admiring that painting behind you. it’s a lovely piece. ❜
REMY.
❛ 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐓 . You a big fruit fan , Ted ? ❜
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MARY.
she raised her eyebrows at him at his man eater comment, lips parted in amusement. “ — what, lil old me ? you big flatterer. ” she studied his smile, wondering how much of it was genuine, and hoping most of it was. but she’d heard the whispers. it must be tough to be remus lupin right now. and yet, here he was wearing it on his sleeve proudly – literally. she supposed there was probably something admirable about that. but still. mary wrinkled her nose at him, reaching out to give his hand a squeeze. “ — remus, i love you, and i’m telling you this as a friend. you do know there are other ways of setting an example than literally throwing ANY fashion sense you once had out the window, right ? ”
REMY.
𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐀 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇, loud and boisterous , shoulders shaking as his head fell back . His blond waves were messier than usual , perhaps further proving her point that he cared less about his appearance and more about the message . But he never really cared about clothing he never had the money to all he cared about was the image ; put together and in control . Now everyone knew the truth , so did he really need to continue ? Yes , obviously . ❛ I can always count on you to be honest , ❜ he chuckled , his smile still present as he gently nudged her . ❛ You reaaalllyyy want to burn this shirt , don’t you ? ❜ His hand , tattooed and slightly calloused , returned the squeeze ; a knowing , albeit defeated smirk soon appearing . ❛ Alright . Tonight . I’ll bring the shirt , you bring the drinks . I’ll need a sedative . ❜
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MARY.
“ — WELL, there you go. easy fix. just go to italy, and i’m sure once you’re back this will all have blown over, ” mary said breezily, quickly settling back into her usual businesslike cheer. “ — i mean, just look at me. i went to italy, and everyone’s completely forgotten i’m a vampire. in fact, if you brought it up with anyone, i guarantee you they’d have NO clue what you were talking about. ” she had lapsed into meaningless, bubbly chatter, the best way she knew how to comfort someone. and she continued to do so as she took a seat across from him, diverting her gaze from his brightened eyes as she fished around in her bag for nothing in particular. “ — you’ll have to get rid of those shirts, though, otherwise everyone will remember as soon as you get back, and then italy will all have been for nothing. i can burn it for you, if you like. please let me burn it. i said i didn’t hate the shirt for the sake of the metaphor, but metaphors aside, i HATE the shirt, remus. it’s such an ugly shirt. ”
REMY.
𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐓, the choice he made to finally relax in her presence considered stupid . He gave away his trust far too easily , falling victim to her warm smile and the way her laughter made him feel at ease . But he was desperate for some understanding . Hatred put a sour taste in his mouth and he much preferred to be happy a hope he often laughed at himself for having . It was foolish ; but he had felt it before . It was possible , he knew it . ❛ I hate to break it to you , Mary , but I’m not sure anyone could forget what a man eater you are . ❜ He donned a smile , a soft chuckle breaking whatever silence may have remained . ❛ Excuse you ! ❜ A look of playful offense appeared , his brow furrowed as he quickly placed his hand over his chest . ❛ I’ll have you know , this shirt is extremely comfortable . Besides - ❜ He paused . ❛ I don’t want people to forget . ❜ Maybe he was tired of being silenced , instead demanding to be heard , even through the barriers of a carefree grin , similar to the one he continued to wear . ❛ Figure if I don’t want people to tear me down , I should lead by example . But if you’re looking to burn something , I supposed I could give you a sock . . . so long as you don’t burn me too . ❜
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SEPTIMA.
“ — wow, ” septima said, eyebrows raised with the injustice of such a graceless dismissal. her next words were muttered under her breath as she turned back to her book, just loud enough so he could hear them. “ — what, is it that time of the month already ? ”
REMY.
𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒, the same shade as his mother’s , blinked at her . His smile remained just so , false confidence appearing genuine as he tilted his head to the side . ❛ You tell me . ❜ Dear old Remus could make monthly pain jokes too .
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EMMELINE.
“that’s because your skin is FLAWLESS and i’m JEALOUS–”
REMY.
❛ 𝐀𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐁𝐄 . . . the green suits you though . ❜
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PANDORA.
❝ yes, well, i’ve been told i lack subtlety. — is it true, then ? . . . my father’ll be right jealous. he’s always wanted to meet a werewolf. ❞
REMY.
𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 , of course ; lips quirked upward at the corners as he tilted his head to the side . His eyes , a bright shade of blue , shifted like the waters of the sea , housing a gleam that came from nothing more than surprise . ❛ Your father's either brilliant or completely mad , though I’m not sure there’s much of a difference nowadays . I guess you’ll have something to gloat about at the next family dinner . ❜
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SEPTIMA.
“ — just for the sake of full disclosure, there are like, FIVE people staring at you. i’m not the only one. ”
REMY.
𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐁𝐎𝐘 , a storm lingering beneath the surface , one arm safely in his sweater as the other lifted to place a book back on the shelf . He wasn’t going to read it anyway . Lacking all grace as he moved to pull up the remaining sleeve , he blew strands of blond from his eyes before opening his mouth . ❛ Frankly , my dear . . . I’m sure you can guess the rest Wanna watch me walk outside ? Hear it’s snowing . ❜
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froy - i made friends with some very good boys this weekend. ➖🐺➖
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PRONGS.
james turned to direct his scowl towards the pair of third years who were staring at them from behind the shelves . ❛ oi ━━━ quit lurkin’ , assholes , or i’ll give you a real reason to stare . ❜ turning back to his mate , he bit down on his bottom lip , trying on his own part not to stare at the clearly exhausted boy .
MOONY.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐔𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 was to stick out like a sore thumb . Yet there he remained , hitchhiking in the noticeably packed halls of the castle . He wanted to blend in ; be one of the many for once an odd desire for someone who used to thrive on infamy . And while James’ reaction produced the opposite of his intentions , Remus couldn’t help but nod in respect . ❛ I get it now . The gals and their obsession . I’m swooning . ❜
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MARY.
she wished she could kiss him. it wasn’t fair, how he could stare at her like that and expect her to just keep her composure and pretend like she was fine. she met his gaze for a few seconds before she had to look away, lifting her shoulder with an awkward half-laugh. “ — you don’t need to thank me. ” she licked her lips, smoothing her skirt just to have something to do with her hands, and cast her gaze around the room before it finally landed back on him. “ — so. um. how’s life ? ” an incredibly poor conversation starter, but that stupid stare had her a little flustered.
REMY.
𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐃𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐑𝐃 . Not everyday was the young Remus Lupin left speechless , sitting with his normally bright eyes just a shade brighter . Ever since the news came out , he had been different ; the charming boy who once permeated happiness having been drained empty . It was often a false happiness that others recognized , but happiness nonetheless , enough to keep curious eyes at bay . Though now they lingered everywhere , around every corner , nook , and cranny . He was practically a celebrity now . ❛ Eh . ❜ Words were stuck in his throat , replaced with a brief chuckle as he smiled an embarrassing smile . ❛ It’s been better , Mary . ❜ Despite the serious nature of his words , an amused twinkled remained in his eyes . He missed her . ❛ But it’s like I always say . . . When life closes one door , you set that damn thing on fire . Or you go to Italy . ❜
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