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Cause for Concern
Suddenly, Remus wracked his brain trying to remember when he had last seen Lily. She had not been at supper, nor had she been in the common room afterwards, which was unusual, as she was often up late, studying by the fire and listening in on the boys’ antics...
Dumbledore glanced at Minerva McGonagall, and at his gesture, she stepped forward and put her arm around Lily, who was quietly crying.
Remus was certain he would burn in hell for the unbidden thoughts suddenly filling every pore of his teenage body. Visions of the young woman, tangled with him in that bed in the Room of Requirement swept through his mind like a torrid breeze…
... it was as if he were under a spell, unable to tame the stirring of his body. He felt like he too was losing his soul… his integrity… his loyalty to his friends...
He nearly laughed out loud with the absurdity of it. They expected GLASS to keep him, Sirius Black, caged?
The first jar glowed with jewel red, and the second in gold. The third jar was alight with purple that shimmered. And the fourth jar was empty. Remus reached out and touched it, pondering why the empty jar caused him such sinking unease...
Sweet Noble Heart
Remus was warm, comfortable, content, and the beautiful singing was something he could listen to for an eternity...
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