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Hi folks,
It's been awhile, but I've finally got a new one-shot up at Wolfsbane for the Remus lovers among us. 
Title: A Story about Remus
Characters: Snape/Lupin
Words: ~7,300
Rating: W
Warnings: Some rather violent imagery; existential angst.
Summary: The Mirror of Erised shows your deepest desire, but what if your deepest desire is something you don't want to see?
A Story about Remus
Excerpt:
The mirror.
Maybe this wasn't a story about Snape, after all. Maybe it was a story about a stupid mirror.
Erised/Desire. Dumbledore really thought that was a smart one, didn't he? Dumbledore thought he was quite smart about a lot of things. Sometimes the old man made Remus wonder why he didn't just pack it in and follow Snape over to You-Know-Who's side. It wasn't like the rest of them didn't think he already had, the way he refused to follow orders. He was barely out of school now and hadn't had much of a chance to do anything, but he'd been to the meetings; he knew about Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix.
He was fully aware that they only wanted him to join so they could send him off to play werewolf attaché with the most unforgiving packs in northern Europe. Apparently, he had no other marketable skills. Top of the class in Defence Against the Dark Arts didn't seem to matter much, or second only to Lily in Charms, or just as many NEWTS as James and Sirius, who got to do all sorts of work with intelligence and espionage and what not. Meanwhile, Remus sat around wondering how on earth he was supposed to invite someone like Fenrir Greyback to tea, in order to chat about how Greyback really should tell You-Know-Who to sod off, and ally the werewolves to Dumbledore instead.
Sure, Albus. Piece of cake. Remus didn't know very much about Greyback, but he had seen the look in Dumbledore's eyes when the old wizard spoke of that monster. It was the same look Remus's father had worn years ago. Remus didn't know what the look was about, and he didn't want to; it was enough to convince him to avoid Greyback at all costs.
But this wasn't a story about Dumbledore or about Greyback. It was a story about a mirror.
Peace,
~Snegurochka |
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