Dec 23, Harry Potter, Severus/Remus, The Magic of the Waves Title: The Magic of the Waves Author:shadowycat Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Severus/Remus Word Count: 324 words Prompt: 23: A rocky shore with a lighthouse Rating: G Warning: unbeta'd
Remus walked along the shore, as surefooted as any cat, leaping lightly from one large, jagged rock to the next. Occasionally he paused to peer down into a tidal pool or search for a hand or foothold when the going got steep, but he kept moving forward until he could go no further.
Finally he’d reached the end of his world, where nothing existed except an immense, watery horizon below a brilliant sky that seemed to go on forever. The lonely cries of gulls surrounded him while the brisk wind ruffled his hair and tugged at his clothing.
Wrapping his robe around him, he sat down on a flat topped rock, stared out over the empty ocean, and listened to the low murmur of the waves. When he was young, he’d fancied that the ocean was talking to him; that the shush and whirr and sigh of the water breaking upon the rocks was the whisper of some invisible being trying to communicate, and if he tried hard enough, he might someday be able to understand its words.
Closing his eyes, he lifted his face to the sky and let the soft, familiar sound wash over him, pretending it was the voice of the one he loved.
“I miss you, Severus,” he murmured in response. “Please, hurry back to me.”
“If you hadn’t insisted that we picnic all the way out here on these bloody great rocks, I’d have been back sooner!” exclaimed an annoyed but dearly loved voice.
Remus stood up to help Severus with their basket and blanket. “It’s lovely out here, though, don’t you think? Peaceful. Nothing but sea and sky-- ”
“And sea gulls and cold wind,” exclaimed Severus grumpily, but his gaze as he looked around him was calm, his shoulders, relaxed, and when he breathed in the salty air, there was the barest hint of a smile on his lips.
The whispering waves were already working their magic.