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[September 1st] [Harry Potter] [ Eyes of My Beloved]
Title: Eyes of My Beloved
Day/Theme: September 1st/Clumsy ersatz angel
Series: Harry Potter
Character/Pairing: Sirius/Remus, Remus/Tonks
Rating: T
Summary: She isn't the one he loves, but...
The Eyes of My Beloved
Prompt: clumsy ersatz angel
He remembers, not long after they met, how Sirius had teased him.
“Watch out, Moony. I think my little cousin fancies you.”
“Don't be daft.”
He laughed, his dark eyes briefly losing their haunted sheen. “Can't you see it? She comes around here far more than necessary...”
“To see you, I'm sure.”
“Oh, no, she's always wanting to sit by you. And she brought you chocolate! Honeydukes, even! Like it was Valentine's Day or something!”
“Well, that was...wait, she brought you firewhiskey!”
“I ordered that. She just picked it up for me.”
“It doesn't mean...”
“Oh, yes, it does.”
Remus bolted straight up in the bed and gave him a look of horror. “She doesn't know?”
Sirius blinked up at him. “I think she's aware that you're a werewolf.”
“No! About us?”
He shrugged. “Suppose not.”
“You should tell her.”
“Me? I'm not the one she's in love with!”
And then Sirius had laughed again, that wonderful barking laugh that sent shivers down his spine and made him forget that he was angry with the reprobate. Two weeks later, he was dead and Remus was left alone to deal with Nymphadora Tonks and her misplaced passion.
At first, there was no problem. They both had loved Sirius in their own way and they both grieved. If he had seemed cut off from her, she seemed to think it was because of the close friendship that he and Sirius had shared over the years.
So close, yes. If only she knew.
But as the months passed and he didn't reach out to her, he could see that she was growing frustrated and angry. It didn't help, he supposed, that the blasted oldest Weasley boy was deep in the midst of a happy romance right under Nymphadora's nose. Truth be told, he felt a bit sorry for the girl, to be faced with that constantly.
“If I have to look through another bridal catalogue, I'm going to hex someone,” she muttered one day as she came to relieve him for a patrol.
He blinked. “Ah. Fleur ambushed you?”
“Yeah, got taken like a amateur. Bill set me up, the bastard. I'll get him for that.”
He eyed her curiously. “Did you and Bill ever...?”
“What, date? No, are you kidding? The Head Boy date some troublemaking instigator from Hufflepuff?” She laughed at that, the lank brown locks that she had sported since Sirius' death shimmering with a hint of color. “Nah. He yelled at me a few times is all. We barely spoke. Charlie was a lot nicer. But that was school, you know? Life out here is different. It's much better out here, don't you think?”
“Is it?” he tried not to sound bitter.
“Isn't it?” she considered him and for a moment, she looked remarkably like Sirius. With a start, he realized that they had the same shaped eyes. And the same expression glowed from them.
He excused himself then and sat up the rest of the night, staring into the darkness.
“Watch out, Moony. I think my little cousin fancies you.”
Day/Theme: September 1st/Clumsy ersatz angel
Series: Harry Potter
Character/Pairing: Sirius/Remus, Remus/Tonks
Rating: T
Summary: She isn't the one he loves, but...
The Eyes of My Beloved
Prompt: clumsy ersatz angel
He remembers, not long after they met, how Sirius had teased him.
“Watch out, Moony. I think my little cousin fancies you.”
“Don't be daft.”
He laughed, his dark eyes briefly losing their haunted sheen. “Can't you see it? She comes around here far more than necessary...”
“To see you, I'm sure.”
“Oh, no, she's always wanting to sit by you. And she brought you chocolate! Honeydukes, even! Like it was Valentine's Day or something!”
“Well, that was...wait, she brought you firewhiskey!”
“I ordered that. She just picked it up for me.”
“It doesn't mean...”
“Oh, yes, it does.”
Remus bolted straight up in the bed and gave him a look of horror. “She doesn't know?”
Sirius blinked up at him. “I think she's aware that you're a werewolf.”
“No! About us?”
He shrugged. “Suppose not.”
“You should tell her.”
“Me? I'm not the one she's in love with!”
And then Sirius had laughed again, that wonderful barking laugh that sent shivers down his spine and made him forget that he was angry with the reprobate. Two weeks later, he was dead and Remus was left alone to deal with Nymphadora Tonks and her misplaced passion.
At first, there was no problem. They both had loved Sirius in their own way and they both grieved. If he had seemed cut off from her, she seemed to think it was because of the close friendship that he and Sirius had shared over the years.
So close, yes. If only she knew.
But as the months passed and he didn't reach out to her, he could see that she was growing frustrated and angry. It didn't help, he supposed, that the blasted oldest Weasley boy was deep in the midst of a happy romance right under Nymphadora's nose. Truth be told, he felt a bit sorry for the girl, to be faced with that constantly.
“If I have to look through another bridal catalogue, I'm going to hex someone,” she muttered one day as she came to relieve him for a patrol.
He blinked. “Ah. Fleur ambushed you?”
“Yeah, got taken like a amateur. Bill set me up, the bastard. I'll get him for that.”
He eyed her curiously. “Did you and Bill ever...?”
“What, date? No, are you kidding? The Head Boy date some troublemaking instigator from Hufflepuff?” She laughed at that, the lank brown locks that she had sported since Sirius' death shimmering with a hint of color. “Nah. He yelled at me a few times is all. We barely spoke. Charlie was a lot nicer. But that was school, you know? Life out here is different. It's much better out here, don't you think?”
“Is it?” he tried not to sound bitter.
“Isn't it?” she considered him and for a moment, she looked remarkably like Sirius. With a start, he realized that they had the same shaped eyes. And the same expression glowed from them.
He excused himself then and sat up the rest of the night, staring into the darkness.
“Watch out, Moony. I think my little cousin fancies you.”