"And I know I can't get you back, but some days you seem right there, like if I just tried hard enough, I maybe could." Remus and Sirius' love story (tragedy). slash. Companion to on rooftops' All the Ways We Drowned.

Becuase sometimes it was just so hard to be him, plain old Remus, when Sirius downright shined. Drabbles from Remus' POV. Slashy.

Petunia Dursley and the good-bye she never speaks in her moment of hesitation.

And they lay there like that, in that frozen moment in time that could mean everything and nothing, shared breaths coming at the same slightly quickened pace. Amber eyes meet grey, each boy gauging the other, toeing the line that's always been there, the line between friendship and something more, the line that can never be un-crossed.

Everyone just expected her favourite flower to be lillies, but how terribly cliche would that be? The fact that he had noticed was either terribly sweet or terribly creepy, and she decided that, just this once, it was possibly the former.

He pulls her into him, fingers tangling their way through the fiery red waves that frame her small features. He couldn't have stayed away had he tried. AU. Rated for safety.

Harry spends an afternoon with a young Teddy Lupin and enjoys seeing life through a child's eyes. Flashfic.

To Remus it only seemed right to bury this with James, because the Marauders were dead and would never be again, and strange as it may seem, it was their funeral too.

He had found a way out, a way off of a sinking ship, with the helping hand of a boy he didn't think he could ever repay. That night Sirius shed the black burden that the name had so aptly cast upon him and one of the most time-worn friendships was formed.