The man standing in the center is the dreamer.
You know him, or have seen him in past broadcasts, or can't understand why the first person perspective on this forge is not its owner. It's Sirius Black.
Because who, especially himself, could ever identify Remus Lupin with this situation.The stonework etchings at his feet gained in dimension around
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Are you all right?
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You were dreaming, Remus. The Forge is acting up again.
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Closes mouth abruptly and switches off.
Switches back on moments later. Just as long as the dream had shown.
His face is grey: unhappy; furiously, self-loathingly angry. Not the first time he's forgotten his monthly remedy. You'd think after the cataclysm-the consequences to his friends-of the last…
Repeats quietly, voice very different,]
Are you all right?
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Terribly unfortunate, this monthly habit of the Forge's.
[ so not sorry about missing from the clinic, btw. ]
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[sounds resigned to it. No point being mortified, it's done.]
I've wondered where you've been.
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I took a suggestion.
[ slight incline of her head. ]
Who is this woman I remind you of?
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I never associated you until now. [even the physical resemblance had escaped him-though now inescapable. As is the sudden suspicion that Shirley in life may have resembled Lily in more ways, indeed.] I suppose it's the sort of role both of you are suited to play.
Her name is Lily Evans-Potter. We were friends at school, served as prefects together. She married one of my best friends. After they died, I helped care for their son. The wand I have now was hers.
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[a traded lesson.
Even less point being embarrassed with her-and indeed easier not to be.]
A fair likeness?
[ooc: has she been missing? did she perhaps leave him a note so he wouldn't go looking-or it's not been long enough to be unusual…?]
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[wonders what she makes of the Lily-association switching away from herself. Not that he ever tried to openly burden her with it. Except that one time, while delirious.]
I'm all right. Thank you. [drily] I'm getting used to it.
First time it's been a dream, rather than something I already knew. Informative, really.
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I guess that's all you can do. [Eyes closing.] Lots of metaphors.
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I wouldn't say anyone is being replaced, per se. You are just...remembering those you lost. In a way, that's...nice. It's almost like those people are with you again.
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Or perhaps she was just kind and tactful enough not to point them out.]
I appreciate that. It's not preferable to have them only in memory, for so much more of my life than they were with me externally, but it's good that that remains undimmed. And good as well not to try to replace the irreplaceable. For any relationships as formative and vivid, I suppose it follows - hopefully naturally - that shades of them seem relevant in all things that follow... but never too pervasively. Then it would be a toxic influence indeed, to overwhelm and block other presences.
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