"Tonks," he repeats with a nod. Memory updated. …That helps, actually: new name for the new person—the new people everyone becomes over time.
(But not you. She's still too young for you.) (Yes, I know—as if I'd be trying anything regardless.)
It was just so unusual to be having such thoughts at all. The last… crush? Crumbs… but only juvenile words were available, because, yes, the last "crush" he'd had was on a certain… friend, fellow prefect; and even in the astronomically unlikely chance he would have ever said anything, then, either, he most definitely never considered it after she became involved with someone equally sacrosanct.
He was not someone to… impose… inflict… on anyone else. To that extent.
…Thank Merlyn, the kettle sang. Lupin immediately stood, nearly knocking over his own chair. Wandlessly, he Summoned a pair of cups. "Would you like? Tea? Cocoa?"
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Date: 2022-10-08 06:25 am (UTC)(But not you.
She's still too young for you.)
(Yes, I know—as if I'd be trying anything regardless.)
It was just so unusual to be having such thoughts at all. The last… crush? Crumbs… but only juvenile words were available, because, yes, the last "crush" he'd had was on a certain… friend, fellow prefect; and even in the astronomically unlikely chance he would have ever said anything, then, either, he most definitely never considered it after she became involved with someone equally sacrosanct.
He was not someone to… impose… inflict… on anyone else. To that extent.
…Thank Merlyn, the kettle sang. Lupin immediately stood, nearly knocking over his own chair. Wandlessly, he Summoned a pair of cups. "Would you like? Tea? Cocoa?"