five freckles
ron/remus
- Ron has a crush on Professor Lupin, but he never talks about that. Not to Harry, not to his brothers, not to Seamus or Dean. It isn't that he's ashamed, though there's a trickle of that, delicious and strange, in the darkest depths of him. It's more that Ron now has a secret, and as the sixth child in a family of seven children, he's loathe to give up the first thing that feels truly his.
- Ron hates that summer of awful anticipation. Waiting for Harry, waiting for news, waiting for You Know Who to make a move, waiting for the Cannons to win a bloody match. It's like everything's waiting, and Ron's fed up. He paces about, avoiding his mum, avoiding Hermione, impatient with everyone. The entire house is on edge, but there's something off about him: he can't settle, can't fit in. Ron finds Professor Lupin in the kitchen. Everyone wants it to end, Ron complains. Lupin studies him, smiling slightly, maybe sadly, though to Ron it merely looks like a smile. And you just want it to begin, don't you? You're very like Sirius in some ways. Oh, says Ron. They all know about Professor Lupin and Sirius Black. He flushes and sips his tea.
- Ron searches for Professor Lupin in the burned wreckage of the house where the Lovegoods once lived. He calls out in horror, nearly faints in relief at the answering call. I'm not your professor any more, says Lupin, I've asked you before to call me Remus. Yet he still corrects Ron's pronounciation as Ron levitates a large portion of the roof that is trapping his broken leg.
- Ron doesn't understand how Remus can possibly believe himself to be unattractive. You're not, he says, and kisses the other man again. Later, when they are quiet once more, Remus wants to know how Ron can want him. How can you desire this body, he asks, when the proof of what I am is written all over me, scored into my face, into my flesh? And Ron, rolling over, sees that the question is in earnest. So he takes up Remus's hands, long fingers and scarred palms. He traces them across the spattering of amber on his own body: one, two, three, until they lose count and breath both. Ron says: Harry has his mother's eyes and his father's face and a great ruddy scar from You Know Who. No one will ever look at me and see anything but a Weasley. We're all marked in our own ways. But he's Harry, and I'm Ron, and you're you. Then he grins, and ducks his head. And I'm bollocks at this, so enough about it, right? But I'm old, Remus protests. And Ron looks him over, carefully, deliberately. Yeah, he laughs. I'll give you that.
- Ron tells him, I love you. He's often said the words to his family though never to another, yet somehow he's not surprised to find that this feels no different. Just as warm, and as necessary, and unquestionably right. After all, this secret, this love, has always been his.
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April 14 2005, 04:20:14 UTC 7 years ago
It's so beautiful! *rolls all over you omg*
April 14 2005, 04:22:28 UTC 7 years ago
i'm glad! since i FAILED at snape/lockhart ;)
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April 14 2005, 04:26:47 UTC 7 years ago
Very sweet... and for some reason... hits a little too close too close to home at the moment. But sweet nonetheless. Another target hit, doll. :)
April 14 2005, 04:39:39 UTC 7 years ago
Thanks, sweetie.
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::reads this over and over and over::
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April 14 2005, 04:35:09 UTC 7 years ago
*adores*
April 14 2005, 04:40:47 UTC 7 years ago
GAH.
Also, now I'm wondering if ron/sirius exists :)
April 14 2005, 04:36:03 UTC 7 years ago
Lovely!
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April 14 2005, 04:51:41 UTC 7 years ago
*is pretty much new*
April 14 2005, 13:09:09 UTC 7 years ago
Hi! Thanks for letting me know you enjoyed.
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*gobbles*
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April 14 2005, 06:45:09 UTC 7 years ago
Thank you so much for this. It's a pairing I never really considered (though Ron/Sirius occured to me...), but it works here, in some strange shaded world.
(I'm not making sense. Sorry. It's nearly 3.)
April 14 2005, 13:10:46 UTC 7 years ago
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Bullet points & freckles: v.g.
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wow.
April 14 2005, 13:16:28 UTC 7 years ago
<3
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April 14 2005, 13:50:05 UTC 7 years ago
Brilliant.
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April 14 2005, 14:14:30 UTC 7 years ago
Awww! *wibbles* I really loved the bulletpoint format- adds a touch of unconventionality that I love to see in fics. Also, I really liked how it was short and to the point. It really worked with the piece, imo.
Thank you for sharing this! I really liked it! Maybe one day there'll be more Remus/Ron out there- this is certainly the first one I've seen.
April 14 2005, 16:00:52 UTC 7 years ago
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Oh, fuck. I'm not supposed to find Gryffindors endearing; I'll be smote! And yet, it's not them, but you and the way you've written this and made it so quiet, and right, and it's absolutely fan-fucking-tastic. Rock on, Circe.
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