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jail cell
[After reading this lovely prompt response Sirius felt the need to respond himself. Set after Sirius wakes up and discovers the letter. The Remus mentioned is r_moony and the prompt/letter is visible only to him.]
He wakes up early -- why, he's not sure at first, until he feels the sweat on his skin, cold and clammy -- and glances hurriedly at the man sleeping next to him. His eyes focus on Remus' chest, watching it rise and fall for a moment before he swallows softly and glances up at the ceiling. It was just a dream. Just a dream. Sirius quietly slips out of the bed and his plan is to run downstairs for a drink...until he spots the parchment sitting on the bedside table.
As he reads the first few words he sits down again, light on the mattress, eyes focused on each letter. It makes him smile. But it also makes him think. When he's finishes reading it, he rises again and picks up another piece and the quill Remus had used several hours prior, to write his own response.
Remus,
First of all...while I appreciate the sentiment, I've no idea why on Merlin's earth you wanted to kiss me then when I hadn't seen a toothbrush in years. I don't think I would have wanted to kiss myself...but you know, I do understand it. You see, there are just some people that you cannot do without - and I can't do without you. If the situation had been reversed, I would have felt the same way.
I'm grateful they weren't. I never would have wished what I went through on anyone, especially you. But that is in the past...and what matters now is that things have changed. There is a war coming, yes, and there will be times to worry and things we must plan but when you and I...none of that matters when we are near each other.
You apologize for the fact that I'm to stay inside, hidden away from the world. I won't deny the fact that I'd rather be walking free but I know that I can't. It's too risky, even for my taste, and so I stay here. I could go, if I wanted, you realize? I could say sod it all and leave this place. Find somewhere that nobody will recognize me and live out my days in freedom. But we could never be together. I would be alone, just like when I was in that cell, with an empty bed and chill beside me and in my heart. I wouldn't really be happy, even if I was 'free'.
One day things will change. I'll be cleared, and you and I can walk along the streets. I'm looking forward to it, greatly so, but until then...know that I really am happy, Remus. Certainly I will have my moments and I cannot help those but deep down, no matter the look in my eyes or the words from my mouth...I am happy because you and I are together again.
So long as I am not alone, so long as I can see your love for me in your eyes...and as long as I am yours, so long as I have you, I am truly free.
I love you. So much, and more than I think I can express in this letter, so I believe that I will let you sleep in awhile longer while I put my skills to good use in the kitchen, rather than babble on anymore than I already have.
I am happy, I swear it. With all my heart.
Yours,
Padfoot
Sirius leaves his own letter beside Remus on the bed before heading downstairs, the reason he woke up nothing more than a distant memory -- as nightmares should be.
[After reading this lovely prompt response Sirius felt the need to respond himself. Set after Sirius wakes up and discovers the letter. The Remus mentioned is r_moony and the prompt/letter is visible only to him.]
He wakes up early -- why, he's not sure at first, until he feels the sweat on his skin, cold and clammy -- and glances hurriedly at the man sleeping next to him. His eyes focus on Remus' chest, watching it rise and fall for a moment before he swallows softly and glances up at the ceiling. It was just a dream. Just a dream. Sirius quietly slips out of the bed and his plan is to run downstairs for a drink...until he spots the parchment sitting on the bedside table.
As he reads the first few words he sits down again, light on the mattress, eyes focused on each letter. It makes him smile. But it also makes him think. When he's finishes reading it, he rises again and picks up another piece and the quill Remus had used several hours prior, to write his own response.
Remus,
First of all...while I appreciate the sentiment, I've no idea why on Merlin's earth you wanted to kiss me then when I hadn't seen a toothbrush in years. I don't think I would have wanted to kiss myself...but you know, I do understand it. You see, there are just some people that you cannot do without - and I can't do without you. If the situation had been reversed, I would have felt the same way.
I'm grateful they weren't. I never would have wished what I went through on anyone, especially you. But that is in the past...and what matters now is that things have changed. There is a war coming, yes, and there will be times to worry and things we must plan but when you and I...none of that matters when we are near each other.
You apologize for the fact that I'm to stay inside, hidden away from the world. I won't deny the fact that I'd rather be walking free but I know that I can't. It's too risky, even for my taste, and so I stay here. I could go, if I wanted, you realize? I could say sod it all and leave this place. Find somewhere that nobody will recognize me and live out my days in freedom. But we could never be together. I would be alone, just like when I was in that cell, with an empty bed and chill beside me and in my heart. I wouldn't really be happy, even if I was 'free'.
One day things will change. I'll be cleared, and you and I can walk along the streets. I'm looking forward to it, greatly so, but until then...know that I really am happy, Remus. Certainly I will have my moments and I cannot help those but deep down, no matter the look in my eyes or the words from my mouth...I am happy because you and I are together again.
So long as I am not alone, so long as I can see your love for me in your eyes...and as long as I am yours, so long as I have you, I am truly free.
I love you. So much, and more than I think I can express in this letter, so I believe that I will let you sleep in awhile longer while I put my skills to good use in the kitchen, rather than babble on anymore than I already have.
I am happy, I swear it. With all my heart.
Yours,
Padfoot
Sirius leaves his own letter beside Remus on the bed before heading downstairs, the reason he woke up nothing more than a distant memory -- as nightmares should be.