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Please don't ask such things. You'll give my mun ideas, and there's already enough of us in her head.

My mun is prepared to beg and make very, very sad puppy-dog faces. I hate it when she does that.

I hate that look too - my mun calls it 'woobie.'

My mun is amused, by the way, because she loves this bloke called 'Stephen Fry' and he reads the British version on your canon.

Funny, my mun just made a joke to her friend about "imagining Stephen Fry as Remus now". She seems to be a fan as well.

Good lord. That would be too odd.

Yes, my mun is rather obsessed with him, and that's putting it mildly.

It's also odd, but she was just talking about you yesterday. Someohow 'Tonks' came up in conversation and her girlfriend was surprised to hear that Tonks/Lupin is my mun's only ship from Harry Potter. Whatever that means I don't know.

Hm. I have no idea what that means, either, but I feel like I should take that as a compliment!

...My mun is laughing and saying things like "OTP" at me again. I will never understand.

They use strange words, these muns. OTP and squee and LOL. I think I'll buy mine a dictionary for Christmas, so she knows that they are not real words.

Thanks to you we're going to be watching Harry Potter tonight, I'm sure.

Oh god, she's looking at icons.

I'm feeling very guilty and happy at the same time.

My mun told me to let your mun know that she can send her a PM if she wants.

Please, don't feel guilty. There's little that makes her happier then plotting a new muse.

We're watching Prisoner of Azkaban right now.

A PM might be a good idea.

Meanwhile Remus Lupin, who was thinner and more ragged-looking than ever, was sitting beside the fire, staring into its depths.

*approaches him from behind, attempting not to make a sound*

Brooding again?

[Not turning around.]

I never brood.

Never? Looks a bit like it to me. What are you doing, if not brooding?

Maybe I'm sleeping with my eyes open, or contemplating an escape via floo.

Escape might be advisable, before I trip and knock you into the fire irons or something.

[He finally turns around to look over his shoulder]

I'm not worried about that. What's another scar?

[Suddenly restless he gets up and moves around the kitchen.]

Hot chocolate? I was thinking of making a cup.

I'd love some. Haven't had hot chocolate in ages.

*sits down before she really does cause some kind of disaster - he may not care, but she'd like to spare herself some embarrassment*

[He goes about fixing the chocolate the normal non-magic way; mostly, that is, as he does charm the milk to heat faster. He makes two mugs of rich think chocolate, adding a layer of marshmallows before carrying them both back to the fire where Tonks is sitting]

A little bit of chocolate every day would do everyone some good.

*takes a tentative sip, careful not to scald her tongue*

Maybe the way you make it. This is wonderful. Mine's always watered-down.

It's the way my da used to make it; no water or powdered stuff for him, just milk and sugar and cocoa. I can teach you sometime if you like.

Absolutely! Just make sure to have some protective charms at the ready; spilling scalding liquids is a specialty of mine!

Please don't ask such things. You'll give my mun ideas, and there's already enough of us in her head.

My mun is prepared to beg and make very, very sad puppy-dog faces. I hate it when she does that.

I hate that look too - my mun calls it 'woobie.'

My mun is amused, by the way, because she loves this bloke called 'Stephen Fry' and he reads the British version on your canon.

Funny, my mun just made a joke to her friend about "imagining Stephen Fry as Remus now". She seems to be a fan as well.

Edited 2009-09-01 21:32 (UTC)