Lily Evans (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} just_lily) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} silverage, |
She nudged his side gently. "You should date, if you want to." She encouraged him. "You're a handsome, charming bloke, and aside from ... the one thing ... you're just like the rest of us. We can handle the one thing, Remus, and that shouldn't ... stop you from enjoying life like the rest of us."
Not that she was exactly enjoying life at the moment, but she was living, and surviving, and if James never showed, she knew in her heart she'd eventually start dating.
"Now that he's here, there's no sense in penning you up, is there? The pair of you can run and he can keep you away from people, can't he?" She wasn't honestly sure how the trio worked when they ran. Maybe they did need James to ensure the safety of anyone Remus might encounter, and she was suddenly overcome with a desire to try to become an animagus as well.
It was a fleeting desire though. She was utter rubbish at transfiguration, and with her luck, she'd turn into a cat or a mongoose or something.
"Either way," she said, intent on dismissing the issue. "We'll look for three bedrooms in our price range that we all like." Said like that, she wondered if it wasn't going to be just this side of impossible, and she was certain it was going to take more than one weekend. No matter. They had time, after all.