theshabbiestofmen: that meets the road that goes to my house, and how the green grows there (Talk ☾side-eye view)
Remus J Lupin ([personal profile] theshabbiestofmen) wrote 2013-07-30 12:10 am (UTC)

[He glances over at her, quiet and serious.]

I . . . can't promise that won't happen. But if you asked me, I'd tell you that no, no it wouldn't happen like that.

[He stretches out his arm. It's covered in scars, little and large, white and savagely applied.]

Most people won't even touch a werewolf, as if they might catch the disease by proximity. But Sirius has never worried about that. We've shared beds; he's fallen asleep on top of me. He grabs me and wrestles me and after the full moon is over he gets my clothes and carries me back to a bed. He . . . he doesn't care about that sort of thing. And I truly don't think he'd stop liking you because of this.

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