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I was reading a book and a character's named was spelled as "___US' so naturally it's borne an OC for my therapy fic.
Maybe it'll spawn a follow-up. I can't just use him once, after all.
#harry potter#marauders#remus lupin needs a hug#remus lupin needs a therapist#remus lupin needs therapy#and it looks like he's getting it all from sirius#hp fanfic#hp fanfiction
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The Promise
This is a companion piece to Chapter 27 ("Small Talk") of Penance - Year One, but can be read as a stand-alone.
The room was spinning.
Faces, familiar but unplaceable, floated in and out of his vision. Some of them spoke to him but their words became jumbled somewhere between his ears and his addled brain.
He stood in the back of the crowded little chapel, swaying on unsteady legs and trying to look somewhat sober. Two coffins rested at the front of the church, their lids flung open, a long line of mourners queued to say final farewells.
A small, cool hand grasped his own and he did not resist as it pulled him to a side room.
Alice gently eased him down onto a low sofa and Frank pressed a steaming cup of coffee to his reluctant lips. Remus shook his head, immediately regretting doing so as the world tilted in a nauseating rush.
“Come on, mate,” Frank said in a voice that made Remus want to punch him in the face. He would have shouted not to patronize him if he weren't afraid of being sick if he opened his mouth.
Alice's chilled fingers brushed the hair from his eyes, relieving some of the heat that he had not realized had built in his face.
“Please, Remus. For James and Lily, alright? They wouldn't want you to be like this.” Her voice was teary and something about her tone, more so than her words, caused him to crack open his lips just enough to permit Frank to tip the bitter coffee into his mouth.
“That's it,” Frank said, sounding again as though he was talking to his baby.
When he finished the coffee, Alice encouraged lukewarm water down Remus’ throat. With each passing moment, he became more aware of himself and the scene around him. They were in some sort of parlor - perhaps for the vicar between services - where a small table had been set with hot beverages and paper cups. The most ugly set of curtains he had ever seen hung from the only window.
He tried to focus his eyes on Alice but he had to turn away. He couldn't bear the pity he saw etched into her round face.
“Drink up,” Frank said encouragingly. Remus’ temper flared.
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My favourite part about this untitled Remus-therapy fic I'm writing (about 1/3 written now) is that I haven't planned what's coming up in the sessions themselves. I just have to sit there and imagine it's really happening.
I also think we made good progress in today's session and I'm proud of him.
#i dont have a psychology degree but i have enough experiential learning that i could get a doctorate in the field#fml#remus lupin needs a therapist#remus lupin needs therapy#remus lupin needs a hug#he'll get both!#harry potter#marauders#remus lupin#wolfstar#the marauders#marauder era#given how terribly attached I am to him i think this might be good for us both#emdr#counselling#marauder fandom
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