Hey Everyone, I'm back!!
This fic is dedicated to a friend I met at uni who is a SB/RL SHIPPER!! :O. We met, war broke out, I won…no We are friends lol. No war.
Remus wears glasses. Not really canon but you know. If you don't like it skim over
THIS IS NOT AU!! :D
My i button doesn't work…I have to hit it :(
Enjoy
Disclaimer: - Tis not mine. Remus is…maybe… wait…no : (
She padded down the corridor, using her Auror training to be a stealthy as possible. She cursed her loose pyjamas as they glided over her skin, causing a faint swishing sound. Knowing her husband as she did he could probably hear her coming. He was so in tune with his environment that it was almost impossible to sneak up on him.
Luck was on her side however. As she slipped the door open she saw him propped up in his makeshift bed, heavily engrossed in a Defence Against the Dark Arts journal he had held up on his legs. The long fingers of his hand were clasped around a book of lined paper, just like the ones she had seen her muggle relatives use. The scratching of his quill sent a soothing rhythm across the room.
Her mother didn't want her to do this. She had told her to leave him while she had the chance. That he was no good for her and she and her child would be better of without him. She had considered it, for a fleeting second she had considered not taking him back when he stumbled through the door, apologies tumbling from his lips. But looking at him now, his reading glasses almost slipping of his nose in his concentration, the grey in his hair illuminated by the small electric lamp that sat above him, the fact he hadn't taken his shabby and frayed fingerless gloves off, she nothing short of adored him.
The quill stopped scratching.
'You can come in you know Dora, it's your house.'
Oops!
'It's my mum and dads house actually' she replied. He didn't say anything in reply but slowly and delicately pulled back the covers on his single bed, wordlessly inviting her in, waiting to see whether she would accept. She did.
'Hello Remus'
He smiled down at her and she rested her head on his chest, breathing in his scent. He had obviously set down his writing equipment and journal for a moment later his arms had snaked around her and his face was in her hair.
'I missed you' she mumbled into his chest. 'You had me worried sick, don't just disappear like that'
'Sorry'
'You will be'
'I'm not very good at apologies really Dora…'
She smiled wickedly into his chest 'You should be, you've had a lot of practice'. He snorted in response
'Ouch' was all he said. After a few minutes Dora pulled back and smiled warmly. Their eyes met. She loved Remus' eyes. They were so expressive. Now they seemed so intense and full of emotion. She threw herself onto his chest again.
'Remus'
'Yes' he breathed
'Apology accepted'
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