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Not much to report before this chapter. It's pretty tame and mundane for once.

If Someone Cared Enough

Chapter Twenty-Four: And Fun was had by All

Breakfast at the Lupin house was a quiet but pleasant affair it turned out. Being so far out from the village, there weren't the usual sounds of traffic and morning clatter coming through the window, just the chirping of birds and the distant sound of a horse neighing or a dog barking off in the hills. As the family had very little interest in a television, there was only a radio in the house, often times set to music rather than news or programs and left off in the mornings so the family could enjoy 'quality time' before Lyall went off to work.

Seated at the breakfast nook eating pancakes, Lily hummed merrily as she looked about the bright, sunny kitchen, swinging her feet like a child. Besides her, Severus ate at a sedate pace, cutting his pancakes into equal chunks first before ever taking a single bite, pouring his syrup meticulously over each individual piece for a good syrup to pancake ratio. Lupin raised a brow at Severus eating habits but had no room to complain, due to his own routine of eating the inside pieces of his pancakes first, saving the edges—which he felt were the best for their crisp sides—for last.

"Anyone want some hash browns?" Lupin's mother Hope asked, coming over to the table with a frying pan in hand, "Some bacon, and a sausage perhaps? There's plenty of eggs too."

Hope Howell was a petite woman of Welsh descent, with wavy, brown hair and thick, but shapely eyebrows. She was fair skinned with a soft, rounded face and cupid's bow lips that created dimples whenever she smiled. Whenever she smiled, it was always genuine and with her full face, her eyes crinkling up in mirth as she laughed. Clearly a beautiful woman in her youth, in recent years she had grown gray and thin before her time, most likely due to worry for her only son and his ailment. Full of laughter and life, there was still a certain frailty to her, an ever present, lingering somber tone to her, weariness weighing in bags under her eyes.

"I would love some eggs, ma'am," Lily said sweetly, grinning as a heaping portion was put on her plate, "I don't think I've ever seen so much good food even at a hotel's continental breakfast!"

Hope smiled, "It's not often Remus has friends over. I suppose I went a little overboard with breakfast."

"Breakfast is great, mum," Remus assured her, "I couldn't eat better than this even at Hogwarts."

"Oh now I know you're full of it," Hope laughed, "I can't compete with that many house elves cooking. What about you, Severus? Would you like anything else?"

Severus looked down at his plate bashfully. Even after staying with the Evanses so long, he wasn't used to requesting seconds. In his own house, food was usually so scarce that expecting more than the measly portion he was given was considered asking for too much. He could recall one time in his early years when he had asked for a second slice of stale bread and his father had cuffed him around the back of the head, calling him greedy as tears welled in Severus's eyes.

Since then, Severus had always learned to just accept what he was given and leave it at that. Even at Hogwarts, where the food was plentiful and open to all, he always felt that he was taking too much, that he deserved much less. It was the very reason he was nothing more than a slip of a boy compared to his thicker, musclier yearmates.

Willow had taken to putting second helpings on Severus plate on her own, realizing quickly the boy's discomfort in asking when he clearly wanted more.

"May I have some hash browns, ma'am?" Severus asked politely, eyeing the browned and golden potatoes shreds hopefully.

Hope smiled warmly at him. "Of course you may," she said in a motherly tone, placing a large amount of hash browns on his plate, "Here, have some sausage too."

"Thank you ma'am," Severus said sincerely.

Hope looked down fondly at the boy, "You're very welcome, Severus." She turned to her son, "So any plans for today?"

Remus swallowed a mouthful of eggs, relishing the slight syrupy flavored they'd absorbed on his plate, "I was thinking of taking Lily and Severus with me to feed some of the animals this morning. Lily had a blast feeding the ducks yesterday."

Having to move often to avoid suspicion over Remus monthly disappearances over the years, the Lupins had taken to housing many animals on their property to provide them with basic essential. Eggs and meat from the chicken, milk from the goats, wool from the sheep, all of it greatly helped them get by when the expenses of constantly moving caught up to them. They had horses, too, but they were mostly out of Hope's love for the creatures than any real necessity. Even now, when Hogwarts meant they had less worry over handling Remus's condition each year, they still kept the animals out of convenience and a slight fondness for the barnyard creatures.

"Oh, don't worry about those chores today, Remus," Hope chided her son, "You have company, go have fun." So rarely did she get to see her son truly happy in life that she latched onto the opportunity whenever it came by.

"I don't mind ma'am," Lily said, "I love animals."

"And you can't do it all on your own, mum," Remus scolded, "It will affect your allergies."

"I still say only those who hate animals should be allergic to them," Hope said wistfully. As much as she adored her furry friends, the watery eyes and constant sneezing did take it's toll on her.

"At least you aren't bothered by Baskerville," Remus pointed out, patting the senile old mutt as the dog rested his head in Remus's lap and begged for scraps.

"Ah yes, my fierce watchdog," Hope said teasingly, scratching the beast behind his ears, "Sorry about this morning, Severus."

Severus eyed the dog, remembering this morning's debacle when he woke up to Baskerville practically sleeping on his face, "It's fine…"

"Morning all," Remus's father said as he swept into the room, already dressed for work.

Lyall Lupin was a man of moderate height with sandy brown hair and a slightly crooked nose from taking a bludger to the face years ago during his Hogwarts days. With a pair of warm, but calculating hazel eyes, he tended to sweep the rooms he was in with a curious gaze, evaluating all that was in it. Greying more than a man should at his age, his face was already lined with many wrinkles from worry and hardships. He had a look about him of a man who had made mistakes and paid for them, a slight sadness to his gaze.

Lily and Severus couldn't know by looking at the man, but he had been adamantly against their visit at first, fearing for the exposure of his son's secret. After years of protecting Remus from the outside world and it's prejudices, he wasn't about to let it all go to waste over his son's foolishness.

It was only after Remus revealed that Lily and Severus knew of the secret already, that he finally caved. Still, he was rather wary of the two.

"Morning dear," Hope greeted her husband with a kiss on the cheek, "Late for work again?"

"No, but I'm about to be," replied Lyall. He nodded to his son's guests, a hint of warning to his eyes, "I trust to two of you are enjoying yourselves."

Lily nodded, "It's been wonderful here. It's so nice to see Remus outside of school."

"You're close at school then?" Lyall inquired.

"Yes," Lily said, "He and I are prefects, we do a lot of rounds together. He's just so nice and kind, it's a shame we don't get to hang out more often."

Lyall nodded, turning to Severus, "And you?"

Severus looked at Lupin out of the corner of his eye, "He and I are working on setting aside our differences," Severus picked his words carefully, "We are finding that we may possess a great deal in common. Neither of us can help the circumstances fate has dealt us in life," his mind wandered to his parents, to the home life he wouldn't have chosen for himself in a million years.

Lyall raised a brow, "So neither of you are…bothered by Remus's…condition?"

Lily shook her head.

"Remus can't help who he is," she said adamantly, "It's not his fault he can't control it."

Besides her, Severus nodded robotically, agreeing more for the sake of ending this conversation sooner.

Lyall scrutinized the pair in front of in, searching for any deceit. Seeming to like what he found, he nodded in satisfaction, stepping back from the table.

"I really must be going," he said, giving his wife a quick kiss, "I should be home before dinner."

He grabbed two pancakes and slipped some eggs and bacon between them, making a sandwich, "See you all tonight," he added as he swept out of the room.

Hope set about cleaning up the kitchen as Remus and the others finished their breakfast.

"Well," Remus began, standing up, "Who wants to feed the horses?"

Lily threw her hand in the air, waving it like an over eager first year, "I do!"

Severus looked under the table. Baskerville's head was in his lap, drooling on his pant leg.

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"Sorry about my dad," Remus said later in the day as they were milling about the yard, "He's a tad…protective."

"That's not the word I would use for it," Severus said, pouring haylage into the sheep's feeding trough, "He doesn't seem too keen on us being here."

"He worries," Remus explained, "We've had to move around all my life, trying to avoid anyone catching onto my 'furry little problem' as Sirius likes to call it. Before Hogwarts, I had no friends my own age, just my parents. Dad worries someone will find out my secret and run off to tell the ministry."

"It's understandable," Lily stated, letting a pregnant ewe eat grain out of her hand, "The last thing your parents want is for you to get put on that awful Werewolf registration list."

Remus nodded, "It certainly is their biggest concern. But I think they're also worried about me getting too attached to people. Plenty of Werewolves make wizard friends, most from before they were turned, but the life of a werewolf is full of so many limitations and restrictions. We don't get to do as much as other people and oftentimes, friends eventually move on and leave you behind. They don't want me to go through being abandoned."

"Not even Black or Potter would be that cruel," Lily said, "And I'll never turn my back on you, Remus."

"I appreciate that Lily," Remus said with a smile.

Lily smiled back. She patted the ewe's stomach, "So when is this one due?"

Remus crouched down next to the sheep, feeling her belly, "It won't be long now," he said wisely, "The lamb has started to shift. Probably in a few days to a week."

"I'm surprised you don't take Care of Magical Creatures, Lupin," Severus remarked dryly, "You do have a way with animals."

Remus smiled crookedly, "I'm not exactly keen on a subject where I myself am classified as a 'magical creature', you know? I hear some of the younger years talk about hoping to see a 'werewolf cub' and other nonsense from that course."

"I can assure them even a young werewolf is far from cute and cuddly," Severus drawled.

Remus winced, "I am sorry about that…"

Severus leaned across a fence post, arms crossed over his chest, "I don't blame you for that night, I blame you for the idiotic company you keep."

"Severus," Lily chided.

Remus waved her off, "No he's right; they haven't been particularly kind to him."

"That's a drastic understatement," Severus said, moving to the chicken feed.

"Okay, they've been down right horrible," Remus conceded, picking up a bucket for the chicken feed, "But I promise I'm going to make them stop."

Severus rolled his eyes, "You'd have better luck rolling a boulder uphill," he remarked sarcastically, "Or better yet, getting toothpaste back in the tube."

Lily snorted, following the boys to the chicken coops.

"So, Severus…" Remus said hesitantly, "You actually saw Moony…I mean me," he corrected, "Are you afraid of me? Of it?"

Severus stopped walking, a thoughtful look on his face, "I am…wary of your other half. Distrustful of it, I suppose. Even before you nearly ate me, werewolves were never painted in a positive light in most literature."

Remus nodded, "Yeah that can color someone's opinion easily. But, what do you feel about me? I mean, do you see me and…that side of me in the same light? With fear? Disgust?"

Severus regarded Lupin carefully.

"The only disgust I feel for you is your overwhelming cowardice," he said coldly, "that being said you and the beast are hardly the same thing."

Remus smiled, relieved, "Good to know. You know, I don't blame you. About how you feel regarding my other half, I mean. Truthfully, I'm afraid of it too."

Severus turned to Remus, a hint of surprise showing on his face.

"It's true," Remus insisted, "I've never seen what I look like transformed, but I suppose that makes it all the worse for my imagination. I wake up in the mornings after a full moon and I see all the destruction it's caused and I'm…I'm afraid of it. I have seen first hand what it can do, and yet I have no idea what its capable of. That's terrifying."

"Remember in Third year," Remus continued, "When we had to face a boggart for Defense class? You were out that day; in the infirmary."

Severus nodded, "If I recall, it was another one of your," he sneered, "Friends' oh so 'brilliant' pranks."

Remus grimaced, "Right…well anyway, I bet you never heard what my boggart turned into. There were so many things it changed into for the class, most forgot mine by the end." He turned to look at Severus, "It turned into a werewolf…but it wasn't one from a picture or a book…I know it was supposed to be me."

"I remember that," Lily interjected, "It really startled the class at first, but then so did Pettigrew's zombie." She paused, "You know, I tried to tell myself that you must have been afraid of them from reading about them in books. Severus was already pitching his theories to me, but I didn't want to believe it." She looked at Severus and Remus apologetically, "I was really in denial about it, but that boggart makes it so obvious now."

Remus smiled sadly, "I appreciate you not saying anything that day then."

"So even you have some concerns about yourself," Severus observed.

Remus huffed, "Of course I would. I mean I turn into an uncontrollable beast! That's got to make anyone concerned don't you think? Anyway, I wasn't telling you this for the heck of it; I just want you to know that it's fine you don't trust me when I'm like that. Heck, I don't trust me."

Severus considered Lupin's words.

"It helps, I suppose," he said finally. He turned away and began walking again, "Thanks."

Remus smiled, following him.

"So you aren't afraid of Remus?" Lily asked as they resumed their walk to the coops.

Severus snorted, stepping into the chicken coop, gingerly picking his way through the clucking hens; filthy birds, "I could best him in a duel any day of the week; what's there to be afraid of?"

"Oh I don't know, looks can be deceiving," Lily said teasingly, "For all we know, mild mannered Remus is just a disguise."

Remus grinned, "That's right, for all you two know I could be some fearsome dueling expert." He raised his bucket of chicken feed in the air, "the Masked Dueler!"

Lily creeped up next to Severus, "And when you least expect it, he might sneak up and…get ya!"

Lily lunged for Severus, but the wizard was too fast for her. Whirling out of the way, Severus watched as Lily tripped forward and swayed dangerously before falling, taking Remus down by the arm with her.

The pair laid out on the ground laughing hysterically, chicken feathers in their hair, feed spread out around them. Chickens milled by, pecking at the spilled food.

Severus stared down at the pair, unimpressed, "You're going to get filthy down there," he said with a sneer.

"Oh come on, Sev," Lily said between giggles, "help me up," she held out a hand expectantly.

Severus's lip curled in disgust, "I am not touching that hand until you wash it."

Lily chuckled, "Don't be like that."

"Prude," Remus snorted.

"Oh he really is, isn't he?"

"A stick in the mud if you ask me."

The pair continued to chatter back and forth on the ground while Severus sniffed disdainfully.

Glaring, but without any heat behind it, Severus upended his bucket of feed over the two of them.

"May the birds eat you alive," he said in boredom, turning his back and exiting the coop with his head held high, ignoring the shrieks and laughter behind him as the chickens swarmed the pair.

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"So I was thinking," Remus began later that day as the trio ate lunch, "We should have a camp out."

They were seated on some rocks by the brook, eating sandwiches and other snacks from a picnic basket Hope had prepared.

A stray feather or two still in her hair, Lily turned to Remus, "a camp out?"

Remus nodded, "Yeah a camp out; tents, a fire, sleeping bags, the whole shebang. It'll be fun."

Severus swallowed a mouthful of ham, "Muggle tent, or wizard?"

Remus grinned, "Muggle; my mum used to camp with her parents all the time when she was my age."

"Sounds like fun," Lily piped in cheerfully, "We could melt marshmallows and look up at the stars." She turned to Severus with pleading eyes.

Severus thought about it, "I suppose sleeping on the ground wouldn't be so bad," he relented, pretending he didn't see Lily fist pump the air happily, "What brought this on?"

Remus shrugged, "I just figured since I invited you two, it isn't much of a sleep over if we all sleep in separate rooms. This way we can stay up talking and stuff until we fall asleep, like sleepovers are supposed to be."

Severus didn't fully buy Lupin's excuse; he wondered if perhaps it had something to do with Lily sleeping in the living room next to him last night. Perhaps he didn't want Lily to feel obligated to sleep alone. However, he let it go, "I guess I am open to it."

"Great," Remus said, "I'll start getting the tent and sleeping bags ready after we finish lunch."

Something tickled Severus's leg. Looking down, he saw a lean, white cat brushing against his ankles affectionately.

"That's Pangur," Remus explained, "She just wandered into our yard one day. Mum gave her some cream and she's been hanging around here ever since. She's great for keeping the mice and rats away."

Pangur continued to rub against Severus's legs, pawing at his pant leg and meowing for attention.

"She's a great judge of character," Remus stated, "It seems she likes you a lot. You might as well pet her; she won't stop until you do."

Severus reluctantly reached down to pet the pushy cat. He rubbed behind her ears and scratched her chin, musing on the softness of her fur.

Pangur reveled in the attention. She flopped against his leg, leaning into Severus's hand and purring loudly.

"She's beautiful," Lily cooed, scratching Pangur's head. She giggled when Pangur fell onto her side, lifting her paws up to grab at Lily's hand and pull it to her tummy, "My, she's quite demanding."

Remus grinned, "Yeah, she's always like this. Normally she stays out of the house, but I usually find her pawing at my face in the morning for breakfast; no idea how she got in."

Severus stared down at the cat rolling around at his feet, "I'm used to cats being more aloof then this."

As if sensing she was being watched, Pangur opened her eyes and stared at Severus.

Severus sat back, startled. Pangur's eyes were a shiny golden color, like a snitch, with flakes of green in them. She stared at Severus with more clarity and awareness than any animal should have, her eyes wide like molten pools. It was quite unnerving.

Severus shook his head, looking away, "So how are you going to tell Potter you've invited the enemy into your home," he asked, changing topics.

Remus sighed, "I might as well just come out and say it to him. Beating around the bush certainly won't help me any. I'm actually not sure who will take it worse; Sirius or James."

'Probably Potter,' Severus thought snidely, 'he's the one who hates that I hang out with Lily.'

"You honestly think he'll be that against it," Lily questioned, rubbing Pangur's belly, "He helped Severus on the train. He knows how Severus protected me. Surely he still can't hate Severus after all that."

"It's complicated, Lily," Remus stated, "James has never trusted Severus. It's going to be hard for him to let go of all that. One act of do-gooding on Severus part isn't going to change things instantly, no matter how big or noble an act it was. And Sirius is probably going to look for a reason to hate Severus no matter what."

"Plus Potter's issue with me has always been less about what house I'm in at school and more about my connection to you, Lily," Severus pointed out.

Lily blinked, "Me? That's ridiculous. What business is it of his who I hang out with?"

"He fancies you," Remus stated the obvious, "So of course he's going to feel threatened by any male friend you have."

"Well he can get over it," Lily said, annoyed, "I can be friends with whomever I choose and he doesn't get to have a say in it just because he thinks I'm some prize to win."

"His feeling are genuine," Remus protested weakly.

Lily crossed her arms, "Genuinely possessive. He doesn't get to tell me who I can hang out with and I'll be damned if he thinks he can try and chase Severus away with bullying."

"I'm going to work on the bullying," Remus told her, "I promise."

Lily's eyes softened, "Well I personally doubt they'll be keen on listening to you, but I wish you luck, Remus."

Pangur wove herself around and between Severus's legs, gazing up at the teens with her large, golden eyes.

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It was late in the evening when they managed to get the campsite set up. It wasn't far from the house, just under a cluster of trees at the edge of the property, still well within Lyall's wards. The cherry trees, now past their blooming season, provided an excellent canopy from any chance of rain.

It took them a bit to get the tent set up, but they managed. Remus had lost the instructions and Severus had never camped a day in his life, so they had to rely mostly on what Lily could recall of her childhood days back when her parents would take her and her sister to the forest of Dean.

To Severus, who had lived most of his young life in poverty, camping seemed like a strange novelty. People actually paid to go to a park or forest to sleep outside on the ground and warm themselves by a fire in the dirt? The number of times Severus and his family came so close to being cast out in the streets made camping seem farcical and strange.

"So who knows how to start a fire?" Remus asked expectantly.

"Anyone with a wand," Severus replied lazily, waving his wand at the makeshift fire pit and igniting the flames.

Remus grinned sheepishly, "Right, magic."

"I've got the marshmallows," Lily said, holding up the bag, "Let's find some sticks to roast them on."

"No need," Remus told her, holding up three skinny, metal poles, "Mum has cooking skewers."

Remus rolled three longs over to the fire, setting them up in a half circle for them to sit on, "That should do it."

The trio sat around the campfire late into the night, Lily and Remus telling ghost stories while Severus poked holes in the tales, eliminating the mystique and scariness to them.

"And so the man pulled up to the house he had dropped the girl off at the night before," Remus said ominously, "he went up to the front door and knocked and this frail old lady answered. The man said, 'This is your daughter's sweater, she left it in my car last night.' And the old woman said, 'that's not possible…my daughter has been dead for ten years…' oooooooh!" Remus waved his arms around, wiggling his fingers and making scary faces.

"What would a ghost need with a sweater?" Severus asked blandly.

Remus deflated, "Well it's…it's supposed to be scary. She was dead…and she left her sweater behind…she was dead!"

"We see ghosts all the time at Hogwarts," Severus deadpanned, "There's frankly nothing frightening about them from a wizard perspective."

"And so Severus ruins yet another story," Lily sighed, a hint of playfully still in her voice, "Just like he did with the tale of the girl with the ribbon around her neck."

"Her lover unties the ribbon and her head falls off, that's hardly terrifying," Severus snorted, "Nearly Headless Nick shows off his neck hole all the time."

"Alright, mister smarty pants," Lily teased, roasting another marshmallow,"You tell a story then. Go on, scare our pants off."

"If anyone's pants come off this will be a substantially different camping trip," Severus muttered.

Remus snickered into his hand while Lily scowled at them.

"But alright, I'll give you a scare," Severus said, leaning backwards to strength his back and work out the kinks. He grabbed his wand, making the tip glow. Holding it under his chin so that it would cast shadows on his face.

"Once there was this boy," Severus began sinisterly, "He was a student, just like us. He had hopes and dream; plans to live an exciting life. One day he attended History of Magic class. Just. Like. Us."

Lily giggled.

"He fell asleep and was scolded by the teacher and had to serve detention, but he was glad, for he had missed the boring class in his slumber. Then he woke up…it was all a dream…and History of Magic Class had scarcely begun!"

"Oh god, no!" Remus cried dramatically.

"Say it isn't so, Sev," Pleaded Lily, fighting back a smile, "Say it isn't so!"

"Oh but it is," Severus insisted in a dark tone, "He still had an hour left of class!"

"No!" Lily fake screamed.

There was a pause around the campfire and then Remus and Lily burst into laughter, Severus chuckling.

"Okay, that is a pretty horrible fate," Remus conceded, wiping a tear away from his eye, "But nothing is worse than Divination class."

"Hey that class may be pointless if you don't have natural clairvoyance, but at least it's entertaining," Lily defended, "At least one student every class ends up reading the tea leaves in their partner's cup wrong and predicting they'll die a horrible death."

"The best part is when their partner takes it seriously," Severus remarked.

"Didn't Peter once believe it?" Lily asked.

Remus chuckled, nodding, "Yeah, James misread his leaves; told him he had the grim. Poor Peter, I thought he was going to faint."

"Potter probably did it on purpose," Severus pointed out.

"He probably did," Remus admitted, "I really need to talk to him and Sirius about how they pick on Peter."

"I'm sure they'll be just as open to that suggestion as the one about leaving me alone," Severus said sarcastically, smirking.

"I'll have you know, I can be very persuasive," Remus insisted.

"I'll believe it when I see it," Severus drawled.

Remus narrowed his eyes, "Challenge accepted."

Severus just continued to smirk, confident he would be proven right and Remus wrong.

"I'm glad we did this," Lily declared, blowing flames off her marshmallow, "It's so peaceful out here. I mean, look at the stars," she pointed upwards, "We can never see them this well back home."

"Too many lights and too much smog from the mill," Severus stated, looking up at the sky. Above them was a map of glowing intricacies, webs of luminescent orbs filling the canvas of the sky. It flowed out in every direction, shapes and figures etched in the burning balls of fire light-years away.

"That's Mars," Remus said, pointing out a brightly glowing ball above them.

"There's the Little Dipper," Lily outlined the constellation with her finger.

Severus pointed to a blinking set of red lights, "Look at that."

Remus squinted, trying to make out a shape, "What's that supposed to be? I've never seen that in my Astronomy class."

Lily covered her mouth to muffle her laughter while Severus just grinned.

Remus looked back and forth between them, eyes narrowed, "Okay, what am I missing here?"

"Remus that's a plane," Lily blurted out, snorting before dissolving into a fit of giggles.

Remus blushed, "Oh…"

"I'll give muggles one thing," Severus said, watching the plane's trek across the sky, "They invent some impressive things. Who'd have ever imagined that someday there would be a way to carry hundreds of people across the sky in one contraption? Our magic can't do that."

"What about carriages pulled by flying horses," Remus asked.

Severus shook his head, "Can't hold as many people. On top of that, I'm not sure how I feel about my ride being capable of dropping a massive pile of horse dung on top of an unsuspecting populace below."

The laughter began anew.

Eventually the three teens retired to the tent, curled up in their sleeping bags as Lily and Remus chattered in excitement about their anticipation for the upcoming school year while Severus read by wand light. At some point Pangur found her way into the tent and curled up by Severus's head, purring softly. As the night went on, one by one they succumbed to sleep.

And if Remus noticed in the morning that Lily had practically all but climbed into Severus's sleeping bag, he made no mention of it.

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