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Remus is still fighting it (fallingshort) wrote in thequest,

“Oh brilliant!” Remus was never one to turn down food. Free food that he could recognize by nose that Molly made, well, there was no way that was not his first stop. He helped himself to two pasties — he absolutely needed one for each hand — before remembering his manners.

“You always bring the best food.” Remus took a normal size bite before smiling at Fabian. Six weeks later and he was just now starting to ignore the strange pull of skin. He had so many scars by now, but the three raking scars over his left eye and down to his jaw, now at their peak of ugliness, were by far his proudest. The last ones that bastard would ever land on another person. And he had the Prewett twins to thank for that as much as anyone. "Cheers."