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In Religion, Katherine showed me this beautiful picture she drew of a wolf howling at the moon and a star. Obviously, the wolf is Remus and the star is Sirius. I took one look at it and felt so sad I could have started bawling right there in the middle of a discussion of social justice in the world. I wish I could scan it and show it to you all, but I can’t because I don’t have a scanner, but it’s so beautiful and so sad that I salute Kat for her great work. I’m quite depressed now, but I don’t mind because it’s all part of the ‘grieving for Sirius’ process.
::sniffs:: I’m so sad for Remus. That’s why this picture affected me so much, because it’s all about Remus’ pain, and because he’s in pain, I’m in pain, because he’s so sweet and I love him, and his pain is because the last of his best friends is dead and my pain is a combination of the two. I miss Sirius and I grieve with Remus.
I feel like bawling again.
::sniffs:: I’m so sad for Remus. That’s why this picture affected me so much, because it’s all about Remus’ pain, and because he’s in pain, I’m in pain, because he’s so sweet and I love him, and his pain is because the last of his best friends is dead and my pain is a combination of the two. I miss Sirius and I grieve with Remus.
I feel like bawling again.