The Shoebox Project - Sirius/Remus The dreams of July 1976, an extension (pffft timeline shimeline)
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The night is cold, dirty, vaguely Victorian. For a moment, Remus fears it’s Dickens again. Then his fear is swallowed by outrage at realising he is once-a-bloody-gain in a dress. He swears loudly, and breathes on his fingers, which are nearly purple with cold.
“Eponine! I have been looking for you.” Sirius is Marius. Naturally he is, the berk. Dark and flawless, gazing at Remus with pity and fondness that burn him, even through the cold. Something horrible rises in his chest: the urge to sing his pain.
”Gah! It’s not even the book, is it! It’s the bloody MUSICAL!”