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Gryffindor
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Odd Jobs
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Drew Van Acker
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Post by Remus Lupin on Feb 24, 2019 4:52:10 GMT
[googlefont="Playfair Display"][googlefont="Alice"] Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful? He sighed and shook his head, shivering a bit as her hand threaded through his hair. “I was the one who went wrong. I should’ve… well there was so much I should’ve done. Family is family isn’t it? Should’ve put it higher than friends.” How did she know so much about how it was? Had she been watching? Why hadn’t he ever saw her before? He bet when he got his smell back, he’d recognize her better. God, he felt so useless without his sense of smell. So, lost. Even more lost than usual. He puffed up his cheek before he smiled a bit, though his eyes were still watering a bit. Then her finger went along his scars despite the darkness, somehow knowing where they were. He let out a shaky breath, as they were a bit more sensitive than other areas, indents of injuries within his skin. “I suppose we were both kids. Both did… things we shouldn’t have. We never really had a good family role model.”
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It's a quarter after one...
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18
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Slytherin
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I'm a werewolf, wtf do you think I do??
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Emily Rudd
Neutral
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Feb 24, 2019 5:17:14 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
Hearing this made her smile falter slightly and she shook her head.
"Maybe a bit more communication. But... there was nothing wrong about you having friends. Nothing at all."
She sighed, nodding in the dark. "Maybe you'll reconcile with her one day."
Not that you haven't already, though you had no idea that you did.
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Gryffindor
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Odd Jobs
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Drew Van Acker
Order Member
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Post by Remus Lupin on Feb 27, 2019 5:57:24 GMT
[googlefont="Playfair Display"][googlefont="Alice"] Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful? He mulled over her words for a moment and then sighed. “Maybe one day. Maybe one day this war will end and everyone will happy. Maybe one day I can finally relax and… be happy. Maybe one day I’ll get married and have children. But all of those things have such a slim chance…”He shook his head, leaning his forehead against hers, his breaths slow and steady. “Perhaps we should get some sleep. It would be a shame if tomorrow, our final day before the later meet, we slept all day long.”
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It's a quarter after one...
AGE
18
HOUSE
Slytherin
OCCUPATION
I'm a werewolf, wtf do you think I do??
Face Claim
Emily Rudd
Neutral
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Feb 27, 2019 14:29:22 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Feb 27, 2019 14:29:22 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
Her smile at his words were bittersweet. She hoped all these things too. For him. For herself. She nodded.
"Sleep, Remus. I'll be here to chase away the nightmares," and she wrapped herself around him, pulling his head to her chest so her chin rested atop his head.
But as he slept, she did not. Instead, she stayed awake, running her fingers through his hair slowly, humming a melody their mother used to hum to put them to sleep as children.
When the sun broke the darkness, she waited a few more minutes until it was halfway to midday... and she pulled herself away, pressing one last kiss to his forehead and then one to his lips, softly. She stood, looking over him, tears in her eyes and she went over to her bag, pulling it over her shoulder while pulling out a single white card, a quill and ink. She wrote his name on the front, her script the most telling them about her, and the other side: 'I'm sorry. I love you.'
She then removed the locket around her neck that she had kept glamoured the entire time, and opening it, she placed it atop the card. And then she fled.
Little to say, she did not show up on Saturday.
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