Um. Gosh. I felt the urge to read your older stuff, and wow, just had to comment. I love this. It really, really resonates with me right now - Remus' loneliness, and the whole beautiful bleak but strangely hopeful atmosphere. How Sirius is never far from his thoughts. (And Middle English never goes amiss, either.)
He would never forget. Love left its own traces, fainter and deeper than scars.
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He would never forget. Love left its own traces, fainter and deeper than scars.
Absolutely lovely. ♥