auction - blind!au
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For some reason, Remus' mother thinks that sending him to a support group will heal his vision. Nope. Remus is way past healing.
He goes to the support group anyway, because he knows that his mother blames herself for Remus blindness. Remus was blinded as a kid from playing with some of his mother's needles. She's felt bad ever since and has done everything for Remus.
If this stupid support group will give her some sort of peace of mind, then Remus will go.
Still, going out in public isn't his most favorite activity. He hates it. He hates having to navigate everything.
His mother leads him in the room and lets him go with a hug and a pat on the shoulder. He makes his way to a chair, feeling around with his cane. By this point, he's pretty much used to it. He'll have to do this forever.
Making sure no one's sitting on it first, he takes a seat on one of the first chairs and waits.
After a bit, he hears someone walk closer to him.
"Is this seat taken?" a voice comes from above. The voice is pleasing. Remus really likes it. It's like butter melting.
"No," Remus says, guessing. He wouldn't know if it is taken, but he wants this person to sit next to him.
"I'm Sirius," the person says. A boy, judging by the tone.
"Remus," he replies, turning towards the direction of the voice and smiling.
"Oh," Sirius says, his tone changing. Remus cringes. "You're blind?"
"Yes," Remus says with a sigh. This is an old exchange – people always think he's 'less capable' or whatever. He's not.
"Good, then you won't have to look at my face," Sirius says, his tone switching back to his original tone.
"If your looks are like your voice, I wish I could see it," Remus tells him, smirking. Maybe Sirius would be a perk of this.
Maybe it won't be so bad.