It's Not The Years, Honey, It's The Mileage
Ship: Sirius/Remus
Rating: R
Summary: And I pray thee now tell me, for which of my bad parts didst thou first fall in love with me?
A/N: For the fabulous
musesfool, on the occasion of her birthday. This story has been inspected and approved of by
krabapple. Absolutely no spoilers for HBP.
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'Hullo,' said Sirius cheerfully. 'You're thirty-five.' 'Don't talk to me like that, it's too early for news like that,' Remus mumbled... )
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Remus's fingertips traced his smile. His fingers were as warm as driftwood and light as autumn grass; what they looked like wasn't important. Remus studied Sirius's smile for what seemed like a long time. Then, slowly, he began to smile too, and when he did, he stopped looking so old, and he stopped looking like he'd never been beautiful.
Really lovely!
-Rhi
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I'm as much in love with Remus as the next puppyshipper, but...yeah. I've always figured he had pleasant, but rather plain features.
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Mm, I've got a soft spot for ocean imagery, too.
I'm so glad you liked this!
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"You always liked libraries," said Sirius. At Remus's blank expression he added defensively, "They smell like a library. I thought you'd like that."
That really cinched it for me.
Plus, the fact that you can use quotes from Indiana Jones and Much Ado About Nothing in the same fic is most impressive. :-D
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Thank you SO much.
And kyaa! You're the first person to correctly guess the title's source. :)
I'm thrilled that you liked this! Thanks again!
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