He grins, uncontrollably, the way he has always done at coincidental meetings with friends. Padfoot looks around the crowd, nose raised, and then spots Remus. His tail wags slightly, and he sets off into the crowd.
and here:
His eyebrows, curved and almost feminine, drawn together, his mouth pinched to the left, his chin drawn down. Two fingers of his left hand slide along the bench and press on the inside of Remus’s wrist, and that cements the message. I’m sorry. I want…
Sirius doesn’t know what he wants, so the message is truncated and cannot be turned into human speech. Remus answers, in his own dialect of this language, bites his lip and nods ever so slightly. Yes, he says, I want that too.
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I love their chance encounter in the train station leading up to this... brilliant!
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He grins, uncontrollably, the way he has always done at coincidental meetings with friends. Padfoot looks around the crowd, nose raised, and then spots Remus. His tail wags slightly, and he sets off into the crowd.
and here:
His eyebrows, curved and almost feminine, drawn together, his mouth pinched to the left, his chin drawn down. Two fingers of his left hand slide along the bench and press on the inside of Remus’s wrist, and that cements the message. I’m sorry. I want…
Sirius doesn’t know what he wants, so the message is truncated and cannot be turned into human speech. Remus answers, in his own dialect of this language, bites his lip and nods ever so slightly. Yes, he says, I want that too.
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