xii. december


Remus never thought the day would come when he'd be looking forward to that night. He never thought there would be a time when being the Other Remus was just as good as being himself. In fact, he'd never thought that he would consider it to be a part of himself at all, and yet here he was, warm and toasty by the fireside with the sounds of Christmas carols drifting across the room and wishing he was in the forest instead.

He never thought he'd be happy. Hell, he never thought he'd feel anything close to human. But he understands the wolf now. He understands it because of them (because of him). And when he's human, he feels like that skin fits just as well. Beside him in the armchair, Sirius laughs at something and nudges him, and at last, he feels like he belongs.

And once and month and more, Remus is happy just to be Remus.


The End


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