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Jan. 14th, 2003 01:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sarkaTitle: Don't just walk away from me
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Remus/Sirius
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Sirius lies low at Lupin's.
"Lie low at Lupin's for a while, I'll contact you there."
I wonder if he knows how much that one sentence could affect me. Lie low at Lupin's. At Lupin's. Lupin's.
My head has been spinning like that since those words were spoken. At Lupin's.
That encounter, now more than a year ago, was so brief. That embrace so short, the words exchanged so few. I wonder how he really feels, but there's no way I can know. I even wonder how I really feel.
The surroundings are getting familiar. I wonder how many summers I spent here with Remus. Running in this field. Having a waterfight in that river. Climbing in that tree.
As my destination comes nearer my heart gets heavier. My feelings... they all feel so new after the endless repetition of guilt over the years. The disappointment and letdown fourteen years ago feel still so near. The sense of betrayal I felt... the disbelief...
The house comes into view. There is an air of disrepair about it, yet my heart starts to fly and I realize that this feels like home, like I'm coming home after fourteen years of absence. I wonder if I'm welcome.
At the gate to the garden I stop, almost unconsciously. My eyes sweep the house for a sign of life, my nose perks up trying to locate a familiar smell. The smell is there, but it feels almost old - like Remus never comes out in the garden anymore. The garden speaks of that for itself, though, fallen into decay, overgrown with weeds, still a few flowers from old stick their petals out of the growth.
I'm startled out of my reverie when the back door opens. The scent of Remus wafting on the air is strong and familiar. Home says my heart. My conscious mind tries to backpaddle; you're a guest Sirius. A guest.
"Well, don't just stand there looking at me like you want a biscuit. Come on in Padfoot!"
A guest, I remind myself as I trot the rest of the way up to the door where he is standing. There's uncertainity in his eyes as he steps aside to let me in. He's nervous, I can smell it.
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Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Remus/Sirius
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Sirius lies low at Lupin's.
"Lie low at Lupin's for a while, I'll contact you there."
I wonder if he knows how much that one sentence could affect me. Lie low at Lupin's. At Lupin's. Lupin's.
My head has been spinning like that since those words were spoken. At Lupin's.
That encounter, now more than a year ago, was so brief. That embrace so short, the words exchanged so few. I wonder how he really feels, but there's no way I can know. I even wonder how I really feel.
The surroundings are getting familiar. I wonder how many summers I spent here with Remus. Running in this field. Having a waterfight in that river. Climbing in that tree.
As my destination comes nearer my heart gets heavier. My feelings... they all feel so new after the endless repetition of guilt over the years. The disappointment and letdown fourteen years ago feel still so near. The sense of betrayal I felt... the disbelief...
The house comes into view. There is an air of disrepair about it, yet my heart starts to fly and I realize that this feels like home, like I'm coming home after fourteen years of absence. I wonder if I'm welcome.
At the gate to the garden I stop, almost unconsciously. My eyes sweep the house for a sign of life, my nose perks up trying to locate a familiar smell. The smell is there, but it feels almost old - like Remus never comes out in the garden anymore. The garden speaks of that for itself, though, fallen into decay, overgrown with weeds, still a few flowers from old stick their petals out of the growth.
I'm startled out of my reverie when the back door opens. The scent of Remus wafting on the air is strong and familiar. Home says my heart. My conscious mind tries to backpaddle; you're a guest Sirius. A guest.
"Well, don't just stand there looking at me like you want a biscuit. Come on in Padfoot!"
A guest, I remind myself as I trot the rest of the way up to the door where he is standing. There's uncertainity in his eyes as he steps aside to let me in. He's nervous, I can smell it.
Do you want to read the rest of it? Go here.
(no subject)
Date: 2003-01-13 05:38 pm (UTC)I'll try and review the rest of it, perhaps tomorrow?
Catherine
Wow!
Date: 2003-01-14 02:21 am (UTC)I really find it hard to beleive that english isn't your first language! I wish i could write half as well as that.
You've done the guys so well, and i love the introduction of Fanny (poor jealous sirius :)). The conversation about remus 'waiting for somone' was too cute! Oh and the ending was so perfect too, the theme of being a guest then realising he was home holds the story together well. I love Sirius' message to him as he was being taken away, and remus crying i just want to bunndle him up and hug him... but he has his sirius now *grin*
IYou definitly have to write more slash :)
(no subject)
Date: 2003-01-14 05:59 am (UTC)"Aw, the hell with it." *pounce*
I love you and you need to write more R/S angsty smut. You are too good at it to NOT write it. :)