#humbly offering a longer pygmalion snippet that i JUST wrote

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saturday snippy

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Remus snorts, short and derivative. “The day you find your perfect companion will go down in history.” “I doubt such a person exists,” James murmurs. It is not an uncommon thought, but it saddens him nonetheless. James is not afraid to admit that he craves it sometimes. The ease and familiarity of a lover. He remembers the way his parents used to be around each other. His father always said that his hands had been made for creating, but James knew better. He knew that Fleamont’s hands had been made for holding. They would curl over Euphemia’s hips, a slow sway in the middle of the room to a song no one else could hear. And fold over James’ own, showing him how to mold clay. And they would card through Euphemia’s hair, pushing it out of her face so he could admire her better. James craves it, a love like that. But he does not know how to crave. He only knows how to carve. And James had tried, truly, but he was known to leave his lovers lonely. Most people did not take kindly to waking up alone and finding James in his studio, his hands occupied with another body. “You are only four and twenty, I do not think you should give up on love so soon. It may find you yet,” Remus says. He still has his eyes trained on the dance floor. Someone seems to have caught his eye. James cranes his neck to try and catch a glimpse, but the room is so crowded, it is hard to follow Remus’ line of sight. “My perfect companion would know they will always come second to my art.” “And that is precisely why you are going to die alone,” Remus sighs. He turns to face James again. The song changes. Something soft and slow. James wants to sway with it. “I will not be alone,” he says eventually. “My art keeps my company.” James does not need to look at Remus to know he is rolling his eyes, equal parts frustration and fondness. “Impossible, I tell you.”

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