Here and Now, That's All that Counts
His gaze was fixed on the photograph. They were so young, so happy, so … whole. It was like looking at another world, or at one of his fantasies. He closed his eyes with a sigh and felt a tear that had hung on his lashes roll slowly down his cheek.
A hand lit on his shoulder, lightly, questioningly touching.
He dipped his head so it came to rest on Ron's hand, so warm, so reassuring.
His eyes were still closed when he felt Ron move closer, circling his other arm around Remus's shoulder, his chin propped up on it. Remus grabbed Ron's arm tightly and they held each other, for a long time.
His happiness lay here. Sometimes, he just needed to be reminded.