A Return
It's been months since Remus has been able to get into the Inn.
It's been a few days (15 and four hours, not that he's morosely counting) since Sirius called for a split.
He's given me no reason. Nothing that I can accept. He's MINE. I am HIS.
He's not a happy wolf by any means, but he is oddly grateful to be back in the Inn.
"Hullo," he murmurs to the air when a cup of tea materializes in his hand.
It's been a few days (15 and four hours, not that he's morosely counting) since Sirius called for a split.
He's given me no reason. Nothing that I can accept. He's MINE. I am HIS.
He's not a happy wolf by any means, but he is oddly grateful to be back in the Inn.
"Hullo," he murmurs to the air when a cup of tea materializes in his hand.