Date: 2009-12-09 05:50 pm (UTC)
“Stubby Boardman’s Flying Motorbikes.”

um, YES PLEASE.


“What if we woke up every morning with a blank slate, and everything that happened in the night was just like a dream?”

Remus grabs the front of Sirius’s shirt with both hands and yanks him forward. “Then I would take everything I want,” he says, and presses his open mouth to Sirius’s parted lips.


And THIS. What an ending! I am floored.
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