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r. lupin ([info]tufty) wrote in [info]silverage,
"Neville," he uttered in correction, nodding. Neville Longbottom, he remembered. Poor Neville Longbottom whose parents survived but could not care for him...

Which was better, though? Parents who were alive but incapable...or parents who were...not around, anyway?

He might have been a little shocked, maybe startled out of his brief contemplation by the weight of Sirius' arm and he shook his head at him as he held onto the wrist before it pulled away. "It was easy, Padfoot. I hid." It was as simple as that.

"Reckon I do a good job hiding," Remus went on to say as he slipped his wand back into its strap in his right sleeve. "Although I cannot deny that I wished I had the Cloak with me." But it's with Dumbledore, isn't it?

Why is it with Dumbledore? Why didn't he give it back to the Potters even just a day before? That could have saved them!

"It-- was not easy," he said quickly, pushing away the thought as something began to rise from his chest, "but I suppose I managed," Remus tucked his thumbs inside his pockets. "...th, though I really missed the lot of you during my first full moon. Honestly didn't think I'd pull through all right there," he chuckled a little, maybe a little weakly, too. "Now that you are here, things ought to be looking up." He shook his head. "But I also wished you would not come." ...no, this was the confusing part.

"I meant...not you you," he said quickly, "I didn't mind having all of us here so long as no one of you came from," a hand to his chest, "my time, if you get what I mean. Maybe from the past, like Lily. 'cause then in that way, I thought things back home are going to be all right..."

He pressed his lips together, again, eyes on his feet. "Suppose that was a load of bull in the end..."


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