Fifty-fourth Spell

[courageous_wit]

I think this is the first time someone's disappeared and I feel more relieved than sad. He... Harry was brought here just after our first year of school. We did a lot that first year, but it's still better he went back home. I know there are a lot of other younger people here. Still, having one of them be your best friend...

Anyway, he's gone back now.

[a pause]

Today's my birthday. Was this supposed to be my gift from Paradisa?

Chapter Twelve

[thebestseller]

I've got a new job tending bar at the Death Match. Bars are a good place to hear stories, and you know how much I love hearing stories.

[A pause and some pen taps before he adds:]

I'm a pretty good listener, too. If anyone needs that.

seventy-third labyrinth

[lord_wizard]

( cut for tl;dr feels (and some implied r-ratedness) )

[When he speaks it's almost like his last message, with a similar tone of coldness, though there's a certain tightness to it.]

Gideon Thraxios is gone.

I've already recovered what effects he's left behind, so no need to go looking for them.

Or me, for that matter.

☽ 015 [ Harvest Moon ] Written / Action.

[lupinotuum]

( TLDR; emotions )

James Potter has returned home. I'll miss him terribly, as he was a very dear friend of mine.
Mischief Managed, Prongs.

[ With his message written and delivered, Remus snaps his journal shut and attempts to redirect his grieving mind upon the other friends he's made here in Paradisa. There isn't any sense in grieving for them. They are home and safe and he will see them again, there is no doubt about it. Besides, they wouldn't want him to spend the rest of his days here wallowing in his own self-doubt and sadness, would they? Not a chance.

And so he gets up from his bed, tossing his journal on the desk adjacent to it and gingerly picking up a small, wrapped parcel sitting near the edge. With a small, but tired smile, he makes his way out of his room and down the hall at a brisk pace. There is a good friend who is celebrating her birthday today and Remus intends to make it a happy one for her, despite their mutual losses today. There's nothing a good slab of Honeyduke's finest can't do to help take some of the sadness away, right?

Before he knows it, he's standing before Hermione's door and he's knocking quietly, tucking the parcel carefully under one arm. ]

I hope she's in...