yiling matriarch (
marginalia) wrote2004-06-04 03:51 am
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chapter twenty-two: owl post again
since
dorrie6 posted, i thought i'd go ahead, even though it's not even 4am here. and then i'll sleep. a reminder, the master list of drabbles lives here. many thanks to all who were so enthusiastic about this project. it's been great fun for us too. *hearts*
[Owl Post Again] - Remus/Sirius
He knows better to expect an answer, but what he knows and what he feels exist worlds apart. In the dark and quiet night, he makes tea and then forgets about it, letting it cool on the kitchen table as he writes.
When the sun comes up and 12 Grimmauld Place begins to stir, he ties the letter to the owl's leg and watches her disappear. He curls at the foot of the bed, too large for him alone, and waits.
She returns at dusk and nips his finger affectionately. Apologetically. He unties his letter, tears it, and begins again.
[Owl Post Again] - Remus/Sirius
He knows better to expect an answer, but what he knows and what he feels exist worlds apart. In the dark and quiet night, he makes tea and then forgets about it, letting it cool on the kitchen table as he writes.
When the sun comes up and 12 Grimmauld Place begins to stir, he ties the letter to the owl's leg and watches her disappear. He curls at the foot of the bed, too large for him alone, and waits.
She returns at dusk and nips his finger affectionately. Apologetically. He unties his letter, tears it, and begins again.

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Wah.
Gorgeous. What a beautiful way to end this series.
*snif*
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i still can't believe it's finished. i wake up expecting to have to write. better tig, i suppose ;)
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beautiful.
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slight correction... ch 19 i think... tied with ch 4... tho ch 6 is touching...
can't decide
*brain 'slodes*
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thank you :)
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gah. Look what your writing does to me! *shivers* I could see this so clearly. *hug*
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of all things.thank you!
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You'll be the death of me. *sniff*
He unties his letter, tears it, and begins again.
*heart breaks*
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And then I hit this one, and my eyes started watering, and OH.
So much for quiet.
(*mad, sniffly love*)
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i have an unhealthy love for this icon, too :)
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Sigh.
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