After Azkaban
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Remus was back— not home, this place hadn’t been home in a long time— but back. Back in London and twisting his key into the sticky lock, jiggling it slightly in that ever-familiar way and forcing the door open.
He stepped inside reluctantly, dropping his luggage to the ground and collapsing onto the seat in the entryway. He pried his shoes off and sat there, in the dim hallway of his poky flat, eyeing the year-old dust covering the surfaces and wondering, painfully, how it had come to this.
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OR: One week ago Remus saw Sirius at the Shrieking Shack for the first time in twelve years. Now, he's back in their old London flat, trying to overwrite the decade of lies he'd been made to believe, when Padfoot shows up on the doorstep. -
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When Sirius leaves a letter and the Firebolt in Remus' quarters December 24th, Remus must decide if he believes the desperation in the letter and if he trusts Sirius.
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Cool trope: Walburga rescues Sirius from Azkaban
Infinitely cooler trope: Euphemia rescues Sirius from Azkaban. -
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When they were young, Remus’s fingers were as stained with nicotine as they were scarred. Sirius adored those fingers — the way they’d rise with Remus’s mood as he gesticulated his point in rare displays of emotion. His steady wand grip in even the tensest moments. How Remus would trail his fingers across Sirius’s wrist before slipping them between Sirius’s his own, one warm palm meeting another.
"When did you quit smoking?”
Twelve years later, Remus looked up from his paper.