Feb 15, 2021
@greetsdeath said ; “i’m worried about you.”
they are words he never wanted to hear from harry. they are words remus can hear an echo of JAMES in, those same words, brow furrowed in the quiet of the common room. remus’ face moves into the ghost of a smile and he shakes his head. “no need, harry,” it’s a promise ; one remus will keep, must keep. he knows he looks wan these days, worn and TIRED. “i’m getting along alright.” he is not, but that is not harry’s burden to bear. god knows the boy has ENOUGH on his plate. the tales of remus’ extended missions are not harry’s to bear. “how are YOU doing?” the worry is turned back around on him without a second thought.
