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Gravity
By: Sinnamon Spider

Do You Like It (Pre-POA)

I just wanna get out
Stuck inside of this
Waiting for something else
Waiting to exist
Can you offer me help
Help for what I've missed, I've missed

He's gone mad.

He supposes that if he's able to recognize that he's gone mad, it might mean that he in fact hasn't gone mad.

But it's twelve years now, twelve years of Dementors and solitude and screams in the night, and he doesn't see how he could not have gone mad after twelve years of all that.

He's not a screamer, though. Never has been. That time that James put the great hairy tarantula down his shirt doesn't count.

He's a talker. He supposes he talks nonsense most of the time, although he was able to get Fudge's newspaper some time ago. Mind you, Fudge talked a lot of nonsense too, or so he remembered, so it may have just been one madman understanding another.

But Dementors don't talk, and the other people mostly scream or sob, so when Fudge isn't around to listen to his nonsense, he talks to the only normal person who has ever been able to fully understand him.

"How was your day, Remus?" he asks cheerily.

There's no reply, but he isn't bothered. There never is, and he supposes that the day there is a reply, he will have truely gone mad.

"I didn't do it, you know." His tone is light, conversational, but Remus never seems to mind. "Didn't do it. It was Peter. That rat. Haha. Rat. Shoulda known right from the beginning, eh? Ratty, finky Peter. Didn't think he had it in him, the rat."

He smiles wider now. "I know you're busy, Remus. Busy busy you. Probably in the library." He snickers. "Know you're busy, though. Otherwise you would have come to get me. S'okay, though. I can wait. I'm good at waiting. Been waiting forever, forever and ever and ever."

His voice cracks a bit. "Forever and ever. That's what we said. I'm still waiting. Still waiting, Remus. Need your help, Remus. Need your...need you..."

He's never been a screamer. But he's a crier sometimes.

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