sarcasm always wins out in the end

I was going to not post any fic for a while (see, no character), but then I realised that today was an anniversary of sorts, as it was precisely one year ago that I innocently (no, really, I'd only read pirateporn before that) went to look up some HP fanfic in the internet, and Remus Lupin ate my brain. This fic is an attempt to explain something about why he tugs at my heartstrings and makes my cry like a baby (on the inside, obviously. stiff upper lip and all that). It doesn't explain everything, but perhaps something. And there's no sex in it.

Title: take this soul stranded in some skin and bones
Genre: Genfic
Pairing: None. No, I can't believe it either. Remus/Sirius if you squint.
Words: 1610
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns the characters, I have no permission to use them and I am making no money out of this. No infringement of copyright is intended.
Summary: After the Prank, Remus broods.
Warnings: No porn. No plot. No fascinating wordplay. No fun and excitement of any kind. Consider yourself warned.
Title from U2's song Yahweh


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