The Shoebox Project - Sirius/Remus The dreams of July 1976 - an extension
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Remus is on an island. This is not good. Beach, ocean, palm trees: most of these things are not Remus-compatible. He is also in rags, and too much facial hair.
“No,” he moans. “I’m DONE with those dreams, and anyway-“
“I don’t think that’s how boats work,” Sirius says, unhelpfully. Remus jumps. Friday-Sirius’s loin cloth is distractingly tiny. He frowns at the pathetic canoe at their feet. “Never thought being marooned could be so boring.”
Remus groans, pulling at his beard. “That’s Crusoe for you. Boring.”
“Did you just call a book boring?”
“First time for everything,” Remus mutters, mutinously.