"I'm cold." Remus said it with a slight whinge, like a child who felt that being cold was one of the worst things a person could be. I always thought being cold WAS one of the worst things a person could be. Isn't it? *tilts head in question*
There are so many things I love about this fic. The fact that Remus hates the cold is probably the best thing of all--if only because I feel that way. But, oh, gosh, the misplaced wands: "I swear it has a mind of its own"; "The freezer, I think." HA! So much for constant vigilance!
Sirius' shoe, the mention of a "raging brawl with a tub of ice cream"... Gosh, it's all incredibly funny and sweet and adorable. I love it! So, very, very well done!
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There are so many things I love about this fic. The fact that Remus hates the cold is probably the best thing of all--if only because I feel that way. But, oh, gosh, the misplaced wands: "I swear it has a mind of its own"; "The freezer, I think." HA! So much for constant vigilance!
Sirius' shoe, the mention of a "raging brawl with a tub of ice cream"... Gosh, it's all incredibly funny and sweet and adorable. I love it! So, very, very well done!