Dear Sirius [ENG]

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Har aldrig gillat Sirius/Remus pairingen men jag måste säga att det här är riktigt fint skrivet. Du är duktig på engelska

dani: Åh, vad himla glad jag blir när folk som inte gillar Sirius och Remus tycker att det är sött. Det betyder väl att man har lyckats med något?
Jag hoppas på att omvända en massa människor i framtiden, haha!
Och tack angående engelskan, det är faktiskt något jag jobbar mycket på eftersom jag ska flytta till USA när jag är äldre.


Del 3:

2 May 1998
He's there now, Harry's at Hogwarts and we suspect Voldemort is about to attack the school. Nymph and I are going now, we're leaving Teddy with his grandmother. I'm writing you this just in case. To warn you. I love you, so much, and it's not like I'm planning on getting killed in the fight, but I kind of am hoping for it.. Damn you, Siri, for making me suicidal, for making me love you even though you've passed. Damn you for making me love you, until the very end.

I've got to go now, they're waiting for me. And I've got your godson to look after.
Love, Rem.


Lupin attached the letter to his owl Paddy's leg, opened the round window in his study and more or less threw him out. On his way to the door he suddenly stopped, turned and ran to his drawer, there he rummaged through a couple of drawers until he found what he was looking for.
It was a necklace with a pawprint and a full moon on it, made from platinum so he wouldn't burn himself. Sirius used to wear an exact replica of it, but they had both kept them tucked safely inside their shirts when they were out in public. It's not like they were ashamed of their relationship, but society at that time didn't respond well to homosexual wizards.

But this time Remus let the necklace lie on top of his shirt, this time he was proud of his past lover, and this time he really needed the comfort it gave him. It was his lucky-charm, what he always wore when he was about to do something he was afraid of, and this time he would die with it too, just like Sirius.

When he caught himself just standing there, thinking about Sirius when Hogwarts was under threat, he was deeply upset with himself. Hogwarts had been his home for eight years, seven of them when he himself was in school, and one when he was a teacher there. The love he felt for that old castle was, if possible, even greater than his love for Sirius.
The castle had been the one place on earth he had truly considered his home, it was a place where he knew he was constantly surrounded by friends. It was a place where he felt loved and respected, unlike at home, where his parents struggled to see the human underneath the wolf. And best of all, Hogwarts had been the place where he could snuggle up with his boyfriend at night without raising any suspicions or discomfort.
He really, really missed that warm body beside him at night. Even though he had Nymph there now, she didn't feel the same. She was soft in all the wrong places, unlike Sirius who had been very skinny, just like Remus himself. Remus liked to think of it as a canine thing.

When Remus had snapped out of his daze, he quickly ran down the stairs, taking two steps at a time, almost tumbling into a big pile at the bottom of the stairs because he temporarily lost his balance. As he stepped into the tiny livingroom he saw Nymphadora sitting on the ugly, floral sofa he had always hated. She looked rather impatient and irritated.

"I've called your name like a million times already, we need to GO NOW, or the battle will start without us!" she said angrily.

"Yes, I know, I'm sorry. Let's just apparate to the Hog's Head now and take the tunnel from there, we'll be there in no time. Surely they can't have started already, love?"

And so they did.

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Del 4

Remus couldn't recall much of the battle. He knew that he and Tonks had fought at different ends of the castle, and he remembered green flashes flying all around. He had seen almost as in slowmotion when a green flash had made it's way towards him, and he hadn't had the time to duck. In this moment he knew he'd meet his precious Siri again.
Then everything had gone black.

When he woke up after that he felt light at heart. He hadn't had the chance to open his eyes yet, but he felt like he was lying on a bed or something very bed-like.
Suddenly he was struck with a terrifying thought.
What if he hadn't in fact died?
What if he was at St. Mungos, severely injured but still alive?
He felt his heart beating faster from the fear.

That was when he felt fingers on his left hand. The touch was gentle, it was almost not a touch at all, more like a light stroke. His heart made a little jump in shock and maybe even a little in hope. The only one who had ever touched him like that was Sirius, and the fingertips brushing agains his hand felt alot like Sirius'. Remus decided the best thing to do was to open his eyes, and so he did.
Slowly he opened his right eye, and sure enough, there Sirius sat. Those grey eyes stared lovingly at his face, and there was a deep longing in those eyes. Something told Remus that Sirius had missed him as much as Remus had missed Sirius.

Remust felt a tear slowly started to make it's way down his chin and let out a sigh of relief as Sirius cupped his cheek with his hand and brushed the tear away with his thumb. Remus wanted to touch Sirius properly, to make sure it wasn't just a dream, so he sat up and intended to hug Sirius, but somehow he ended up just sitting there instead, gazing at his beloved who he thought he had lost forever. He wasn't sure what to do, he wasn't sure if it was okey to kiss him again, so as always, Sirius made the first move and drew him in for a soft kiss full of passion and longing, and it almost screamed of "I love you". And Remus wanted to scream "I love you too".

When Sirius withdrew after a long tongue-fight Remus finally noticed he was actually sitting in the red and gold decorated bedroom that had been Sirius' at the Grimmauld Place. This made a ton of questions appear in Remus' mind, but before he could ask anything he found himself glued to Sirius' mouth again, so he wasn't really complaining. After almost two years with death between them and twelve years when one of them was locked up in Azkaban, they really needed this. Remus had missed it as much as he would miss air in space.

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Del 5

Remus sat curled up in one end of the livingroom sofa in front of the fireplace with a cup of tea in his hands. He found this red velvet sofa much prettier and much more comfortable than the one he'd had with Tonks, it just screamed of Sirius, which was always a good thing. And he found the company here much better than Tonks too. The fire and the tea was just what he needed, The Grimmauld Place could be really cold even though it was already spring, but on the other hand, Remus was always cold. It came hand in hand with being a skinny werewolf.

"Now that I've gotten my tea, would you care to explain to me where I am and how I ended up here?" Remus asked Sirius with a confused look on his face.

He'd wanted to ask Sirius from the moment he woke up, but found that talking at all is very difficult when your mouth is being played with by another mouth. So he decided he'd ask about it later, when they'd had their fun. And that seemed to take quite a while, almost five hours to be precise.

Sirius laughed a little and then flashed his signature lopsided grin that Remus had learned to love back in his schooldays.

"Well, you're dead, as you might have figured out. So am I. But we're not in heaven, and we're not in hell. I'm not really sure of it myself, but as far as I understand it we're like ghosts, but we can't be seen by living people. And if you don't know where you are, you must either be blind or have a terrible memory loss, you're in Grimmauld Place, my house, remember? And apparently, Death has a certain soft spot for the Black Family. So since I'm still a part of The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, he was willing to negotiate with me."

Sirius winked and Remus' expression grew even more puzzled.

"What do you mean?" he said and looked at Sirius as if he would be able to figure this out if he just looked at Sirius closely enough. Even Remus' smart brain couldn't figure this out on it's own.

"I mean that I made a small request for Death that if you happened to pass by then he would send you here to me and send your bloody wife somewhere totally else, to heaven maybe. As long as she'd be far away from you, and you'd be living here with me. I'm sorry, but I wanted you all to myself, like I never got to have you when we were alive."

Sirius suddenly started staring out into space and looked a little sad.

"And he did it? Just like that? You didn't have to sell him your soul or anything?" he tried to sound humorous, but there was a trace of worry in his voice.

"Do you want some more tea?" Sirius asked, and it was quite clear he was trying to avoid the question.

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