mailroomy (mailroomy) wrote in lupin_snape, @ 2009-11-26 20:33:00 |
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The next time Lupin's eyes met Snape's, it was through the lifeless animation on the front page of the Prophet. Lupin was as he ever was, Snape was Hogwarts Headmaster. Both prisoners of a different kind, tied to different worlds and different realities; a gulf of unmentionable things separating them, neither Altair nor Vega to guide them.
3. The things you taught me to admire
He watched Teddy grow. He smiled when Teddy gurgled happily, he laughed when Teddy laughed. He clapped when Teddy learnt how to sit, crawl, then wobbly walk.
Remus woke up in the morning with what seemed to be an ache in his head and an ache in his heart. He told Andromeda to go to the Apotechary. He watched Teddy recuperate. He rejoiced as the boy laughed and smiled and was happy once more. Though he couldn't understand why the ache in his heart lingered.
He watched the seasons change. He noted how the leaves of a certain tree would turn fiery earlier than the others; he noted how others had their leaves fighting for the longest purchase against bitter December wind (and those leaves, Remus recalled, were useful additions in pain potions; not essential, but useful to have).
Is it better to have loved, or none at all? he had asked the man asked one night. In his dreams they sat side by side on a hill, their eyes fixed at the stars above, a nameless glittering city spread out in the valley below. Love? the man had replied. This is not love.
It was always dark, always moonless; the only time they'd ever meet, it seemed.
When morning arrived, his dream would vanish behind a curtain of hoarfrost. Other times he woke up just as the two of them watched a city burn in front of their eyes.