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Warning: Implied slash, lots of water due to showering, and all the fuss therein.
Shower the People
Think Too Much
Remus Lupin likes to think in the shower.
To be perfectly honest, Remus likes to think everywhere. It's what he does. He's never been able to turn his brain off, though he has tried on more than one occasion, if only to please his friends.
But Remus enjoys thinking in the shower. He showers in the morning, before his dorm-mates wake up. He's an early riser, always has been. It's quiet in the morning, when the castle is still wrapped in dreams. There's no one to talk to him, or to sing loudly, off key, or to splash around with odd rubber toys that vaguely resemble Muggle rubber duckies. It's just Remus and the pressurized spray, and his thoughts.
His thoughts aren't always easy, or even pleasant, but when he's in the shower, he can handle them. He knows he won't be distracted, and he has as long as he wants to soak and turn things over in his head.
He thinks about everything. He thinks about school, and how sorry he'll be to leave, though he's excited to see the world. He thinks about the work he has to do, the tests he has coming up, the essays he has to write. He thinks about the potion he spilt last class, or the one he knows he's going to spill next class, if he's lucky enough to not blow up the cauldron first. He thinks about his parents, and how supportive they are, despite his… abnormalities. He thinks about the last full moon, and the next full moon.
He thinks about his friends.
He thinks of James, Quidditch player extraordinaire, talented wizard, proud animagus, always ready with a joke or a prank, always trying to get Lily's attention.
He thinks of Lily, always trying to ignore James, despite what she might really want, always determined to prove that Muggle-born witches can be just as clever as purebloods, always ready to lend a hand.
He thinks of Peter, always in need of a hand, though too shy to ask anyone but his closest friends, always with something in his mouth, whether food, pens, or his fingernails, desperate to prove himself to everyone, especially James and Sirius.
He thinks of Sirius, funny, loyal, arrogant when he knows he's in the spotlight, sweet when he thinks no one's watching, with his long hair and bright grey eyes…
Remus likes to think in the shower. He thinks about everything. In the shower, it's safe. But some thoughts have no place outside the small stall, and he knows this, so he enjoys them, and savors them, while the water rains down.
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