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FIC: Game of Letters 4
Title: Game of Letters 4
Author: KateKintail
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Remus/Sirius
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Not my characters, world, or paycheck.
Summary: A series of letters.
Notes; Written for hp_may_madness 2014
Word count: 200
My Moony Always,
Thinking of you thinking of me when you wank… I’d dance for you any day, my Moony.
Trust me, you have nothing to worry about. James is more likely to pick up at the club than I am, even on the nights when he brings Lily with him! It’s a stress reliever. During the weekdays, we sit through boring auror training, learning how to identify evil and counter basic curses. But outside class, we work for the Order, tracking down Death Eaters. Man, if our instructors knew the sorts of things we did on a daily basis, they’d hand us our certifications right away and push us out the door toward the Ministry. I don’t want to say you should be glad to be where you are, Moony. I don’t know what you’re going through. But you wouldn’t believe what it feels like to spend your free time killing and hoping your instincts don’t fail you.
So, yeah, we go dancing. If it were up to me, I’d probably spend the night sleeping and grinding my teeth and slowly self-destructing. But James insists we dance. So we dance. You should try it. Give those werewolves something to look at.
Padfoot
Author: KateKintail
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Remus/Sirius
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Not my characters, world, or paycheck.
Summary: A series of letters.
Notes; Written for hp_may_madness 2014
Word count: 200
My Moony Always,
Thinking of you thinking of me when you wank… I’d dance for you any day, my Moony.
Trust me, you have nothing to worry about. James is more likely to pick up at the club than I am, even on the nights when he brings Lily with him! It’s a stress reliever. During the weekdays, we sit through boring auror training, learning how to identify evil and counter basic curses. But outside class, we work for the Order, tracking down Death Eaters. Man, if our instructors knew the sorts of things we did on a daily basis, they’d hand us our certifications right away and push us out the door toward the Ministry. I don’t want to say you should be glad to be where you are, Moony. I don’t know what you’re going through. But you wouldn’t believe what it feels like to spend your free time killing and hoping your instincts don’t fail you.
So, yeah, we go dancing. If it were up to me, I’d probably spend the night sleeping and grinding my teeth and slowly self-destructing. But James insists we dance. So we dance. You should try it. Give those werewolves something to look at.
Padfoot
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