Who: MULTIPLE THREADS! Expected: there are some plans. Unexpected: how would I know?
When: Right after
this-with flexibility. All sparked by
this after
this.
Where: The Clinic
Format: [hates choosing] Whatever I start with, do your own thing!
What: Tonks visitations. Lupin's return. Shirley in da house. Trepkos the Grouch. AND MORE.
Warnings: Ow ow
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[ Today she has bouquets, half a dozen all piled in her arms, and their wrappings crinkle as she climbs the stairs with soft feet. Somehow there's hope in decay, and she will carry them from room to room, silently leaving one behind. They have no signature and no vase; just lilies and chrysanthemums, stark and sweet. ]
[ In the corridors, River hums softly, a few notes, high and sweet. A music-box tune, or a lark song. For a few days thinks were all jumbled but for now everything seems cold and clear and easy. ]
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He won't have much to stay. Mostly, if she suffers it, a hug.
She's another of the main people he hadn't meant to leave like that.]
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[ There are no more flowers to give, so her arms are free and wide. She skips to him, glad of heart. ]
I couldn't find you.
[ Slightly more concerning for her than most people. ]
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I couldn't find me either. I hadn't realised I was lost.
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But just in time. In perfect time. A metronome.
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[he doesn't wish to talk about himself any more today. …Probably hasn't been, already. But it isn't just avoidance, it's important:]
I want to hear what I've missed. What you've been doing and working on. I owe you… two lessons for this week?
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