Author's Note: My apologies for this suddenly coming out from nowhere. It hit me the other night when I was watching Law and Order and decided--hey, that'll work. So I have a list of 150 themes of either pure angst or nostalgic fluff ready to be written or posted. Uh--enjoy?
Notes: May contain slash, death, torture, and other angst topics later on. Pardon any OOCness.
Harry Potter © J. K. Rowling
It's Never Easy
By Mint Pizza Queen
Prompt: 071 - Grief
Word Count: 175
He knew Dumbledore had sent him here. He knew he sent him to 'lie low', but that didn't change things.
"Sirius is on his way. He's going to be lying low for a while. I hope it's no inconvenience."
"No," Remus let out a barely audible, exhausted sigh. "None at all."
"Good, good, I'll keep in contact with you. Keep safe."
Of course, he would never say anything to Dumbledore. He owed Dumbledore just about everything he had--including his life.
There was a knock at the door.
He would never say that 'yes, it was an inconvenience to have Sirius at his home'.
Remus opened the door and stood face to face with Sirius.
He would never say that having him in his home--just seeing him-- stirred up too many painful memories. The hollowness in his chest would stretch and tear everything inside of him.
Remus slammed the door in his face and slumped to the floor with heaving breaths, close to crying.
Even if he did say anything, it wouldn't make life any easier.