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remus lupin is not a pawn (atamewerewolf) wrote in flippedrpg,
@ 2012-08-21 22:58:00

Entry tags:

ch: can: sirius black, ch: knap: remus lupin, p: emmy, p: kristy

Who: Remus^knap and Sirius^colour
What: The charm is lifted and Remus remembers everything
When: The moment the flip happens so...future dated about a hour
Where: Compound
Warnings: TBD...likely angst, Incomplete

Three...two...one.

The countdown was over and just a second prior, Remus was a sixteen year old boy, giddy over the prospect of the present and emotion, his mind wrapped up in butterflies of his stomach, of how kisses made them leap forth, and how he still couldn't believe that he had caught the attention of one of his best mates. Before he knew that Sirius had some feeling for him, he had been certain it would never come to fruition, for he didn't believe anyone was capable of feeling that way about him. He was not an attractive boy and he wasn't outgoing or very noticeable, or so he thought. He had been certain he would just have to deal with the crush till it faded, for he had no courage, at least in that manner. It was all laid out in front of him and he didn't want to think of the future, where things were far too confusing. Where he had a daughter with a woman he didn't know and Sirius was gone for nearly a good portion of his life. How could that be the life that was waiting for him?

But the second passed, the countdown turned, and it was as if the blinds were pulled back. Years rushed forward in the form of memory. The charms were lifted. No longer a sixteen year old boy, the thirty nine year old man stumbled backwards, his hip smashing against the table in the unit he shared with the two other Remuses.

Air failed him in those first few seconds as he felt the riveting sensation of his own history. Every mindless shag and pained night with a person he barely knew, every moment spent gazing at a map as years seemed to pass him by, every trip with James and Harry to another country, every moment he had ever experienced. London, 8700. Teddy. Harold. Tonks.

Sirius.

A gasp of breath finally broke the silence as he thought of the man. His chosen Sirius, the man from another world, the man he had fallen in love with in the midst of world travel's and alternate realities. His wonderful Sirius.

...And then, the Sirius of his world. Young, brash, and ever just as he remembered him from youth. A dream come to life in those moments of being a teen again. The dream of being with Sirius, of feeling emotions reciprocated, the dream he had given up well before he fell for his chosen love. Stepping backwards, his hands pressed to the wall as his head slammed backwards, eyes shutting promptly.

What had they caused him to do?

He didn't think. He just reacted. Force rushed through him and he pushed from the wall, the door being pulled open, and he rushed outward. He needed to find him. Where would he be? They had flipped. Searching his memories, he made a prompt turn, heading not for Sirius' room, but for the outdoors.

And when he found him, he dropped down to his knees on the grass beside him, a display of emotions plastered on his face, but the most prominent was quite evidently regret. He looked as though he felt he had done something wrong and his eyes were swimming. "Pads," escaped from him, but it was barely recognizable.

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atamewerewolf
2012-08-22 05:36 am UTC (link)

"I am one of a kind among Moony's," he said with a genuine chuckle. He didn't necessarily think he was terribly different from those who shared his name and genetics, but he enjoyed the joke regardless. He remembered just how shocked one of them in particular, from the world that won the first war, had been by his demeanor. The memory brought a smile to him. "We are going to have to get you a new nickname, especially since it isn't accurate anymore."

Glancing off into the dark, he tried to see if there was anything he could recognize to give them a hint, but it was of no luck. "Star Wars world," he said with a large grin and almost as though it were a prayer to the Scientists for that to be truly where they were. He highly doubted it, though.

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marauder
2012-08-22 05:42 am UTC (link)

“That you are,” he responded, nodding. Sirius wasn’t sure how it was that he’d managed to grab the man’s attention, not with so many younger and more fit versions of himself present, but they’d built a relationship anyway, each filling what the other needed. “You’ll have to chat with Sirilla, I think. She’s apparently the designated creator of nicknames. The poor older me got settled with Ancientfoot, which is terribly flattering.”

He gave Remus a curious look. “I don’t know a thing about that,” he commented with a shrug, then shifted to lay back in the grass, tugging at Remus’ hand to pull him down with him.

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atamewerewolf
2012-08-22 05:49 am UTC (link)

"Queen Godzilla and I will have a long chat. You need something far more flattering. As for the elder you...well...he's on his own," he said with a bit of a chuckle. He needed to seek out that Sirius and introduce himself. There were a few new Marauders that he still felt the need to become acquainted with and that Sirius was just one of them.

Allowing the man to pull him down, he shifted to rest his head on Sirius' chest, his hand letting go of Sirius' just so he could drape his arm across him. "It would be a dream come true," he commented. Though, that was something he would have wanted to have experienced with Teddy. He made a note to speak to the two other Teddy's, whom he hadn't become as connected with, and find out how they felt on the subject.

"It is a story about a man returning from the path of darkness," he explained, before glancing up at him and grinning, "and it is also about another man's journey of self discovery and triumph. Plus, swords made of light."

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marauder
2012-08-22 05:53 am UTC (link)

“If anyone can convince her of anything, I would put my bets on you. You’re the most persuasive of the Remus Lupins, to be sure,” Sirius responded, grinning. Sirius had been making a pointed effort to be more outgoing lately, having promised Jane and Sirilla to make more of an effort after realizing what he’d been missing out on. He didn’t want to be the brooding bloke he’d been for so long. He’d had months to get his head on straight, and now it was time to start making the most of what he had here.

He curled an arm around Remus as he lay with him, his other bending to settle behind his head so that he could look up at the sky. “Well, that’s definitely enough for me,” he commented, rubbing Remus’ arm lightly where his hand landed.

At that, he laughed. “You had me at swords made of light.”

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atamewerewolf
2012-08-22 05:59 am UTC (link)

"So far, at least," he pointed out. For all they knew, they could wake up to find another twelve of themselves had arrived. He sincerely hoped this would not occur though. At least, not that rapidly, as it was difficult to wrap his head around each new Marauder as they trickled in from time to time. Yet, he never forgot a single one. He remembered everyone who had ever come and left the Compound. And he remembered everyone before the Compound too.

"The lightsabers are usually the hook most people need," he said with a light laugh, stretching up to press his lips to Sirius' chin. "I believe one of the blocks has them on video. We should watch one night. And then you can hear all my theories about the true hero being R2D2," he said with a larger grin.

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