The Remus/Sirius (lost years) is heart breaking. Merrimac led him to a monster motorcycle. Remus stopped in his tracks.
“Ever been on a bike like this?” Merrimac asked, mistaking Remus’s reluctance for fear.
“Often,” Remus told him, but his feet were pulling him away. “Sorry…this…this is a mistake. I wish I could, but…not tonight. Not…. Sorry.” He forced himself to stop babbling, and with a muttered, “I’ll see you at work,” he found his way out of the carpark and back to the subway station.
Thanks for making up for it here: Unlike most people, Remus knew that Sirius’s talented tongue wasn’t nearly as good at glib talking than…other things. And Sirius made himself busy proving it.
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Merrimac led him to a monster motorcycle. Remus stopped in his tracks.
“Ever been on a bike like this?” Merrimac asked, mistaking Remus’s reluctance for fear.
“Often,” Remus told him, but his feet were pulling him away. “Sorry…this…this is a mistake. I wish I could, but…not tonight. Not…. Sorry.” He forced himself to stop babbling, and with a muttered, “I’ll see you at work,” he found his way out of the carpark and back to the subway station.
Thanks for making up for it here:
Unlike most people, Remus knew that Sirius’s talented tongue wasn’t nearly as good at glib talking than…other things. And Sirius made himself busy proving it.