There's a smile, like the moon, spread on Remus' lips as he stands up, mysterious and saying he knows more than he lets on. He moves around the room and studies little things, details that were there already when they were boys.
Then he glances over his shoulder at Sirius. "What makes you think this is because of you? Perhaps I just felt like going hippy for a while."
He scratches his chin, all the scruff there, and looks at himself through the reflection in the window. Vanity, it's such an interesting thing. It's rearing its ugly head again, like clockwork. Maybe he should shave...
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There's a smile, like the moon, spread on Remus' lips as he stands up, mysterious and saying he knows more than he lets on. He moves around the room and studies little things, details that were there already when they were boys.
Then he glances over his shoulder at Sirius. "What makes you think this is because of you? Perhaps I just felt like going hippy for a while."
He scratches his chin, all the scruff there, and looks at himself through the reflection in the window. Vanity, it's such an interesting thing. It's rearing its ugly head again, like clockwork. Maybe he should shave...