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remus john (lonewolfen) wrote in snapthread,

Remus / Sirius
Remus could remember those empty days in the castle. Contrary to popular belief, he actually did not care for the quiet. To look at him one would probably think he would've been annoyed with his fellow Marauders constant jabbering, wrestling around, asking him questions or rattling off ideas for the next big prank all while he was trying to read. But truthfully, Remus had loved it dearly. He loved the noise even when it broke his concentration. Sometimes, it actually helped. His friends might've thought he was drowning out their words with the words he was reading in his books but he was actually listening to everything they said, always. The noise meant they were there. The noise meant he had friends. He wasn't alone.

Back home, now, it was too quiet. Always.

But this was home now. Well, not this hotel, but Starklandia. Remus was quite happy to stay. And if they could bring back some food for everyone, then that was great too.

"My hero," he said, reaching for the one Sirius offered him. He didn't make it a habit of taking things but as he said, he didn't think anyone would miss it. "That's good." He finished off the biscuit. "Have one, too, love." Remus smiled at him. Part of him kind of wished that the two of them could be on holiday, staying at a place like this. Or anywhere. A tent, even. Just to get away. "Here, let's put some of this stuff in my bag." He opened the flap of the shoulder bag and set it down. "Maybe we can take some of the utensils too." Now that they'd established they were taking things Remus might as well call it what it was instead of trying to make it sound nicer.