You have created such a gorgeous sense of intimacy and a perfect sort of imperfect love. Like this, focused entirely on his spells, there is no diffidence in Remus. Not a movement is wasted. He is all precision and controlled grace, so quietly confident it makes Sirius’ mouth dry. ***sighs***
And Sirius' thoughts at the end, about having a sense of place and something that is his are very natural and thought-provoking. Of course, he'd feel that way. How could he not?
There is nothing which can stop him from loving as he wants. Nothing.
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You have created such a gorgeous sense of intimacy and a perfect sort of imperfect love. Like this, focused entirely on his spells, there is no diffidence in Remus. Not a movement is wasted. He is all precision and controlled grace, so quietly confident it makes Sirius’ mouth dry. ***sighs***
And Sirius' thoughts at the end, about having a sense of place and something that is his are very natural and thought-provoking. Of course, he'd feel that way. How could he not?
There is nothing which can stop him from loving as he wants. Nothing.
Lovely!