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leap year | summer 1994 | ministry of magic | closed

[He can’t help it - he’s a little taken aback by the joke, and his face actually brightens at the mention of her niece, saying her name with nothing but fondness] Susan. She’s absolutely brilliant, you know that, right? I don’t know how she wouldn’t be, knowing who her family is, but - [he coughs, suddenly a little embarrassed by his sudden enthusiasm, looking her over warily - this was Amelia, he knew, but she was also the head of the department most likely trying to track Sirius down right this second - one more time before smiling and nodding] Coffee sounds… amazing, actually. I’m not pulling you away from anything important?

skinxandxbones

I’m well aware, but I’ll be sure to pass that along to her parents as well. I’m sure they’ll be pleased to hear it. [her voice lowered slightly as he gave her a look that had become all too familiar. People, even those she had once been close to, had some difficulty separating her from her job. Madam Bones was somehow far more intimidating than Amelia had ever been] Don’t give me that look, Remus, I’m still the same person who fell asleep in your bed at sixteen. You’re not pulling me away from anything, even the important things will wait for me.

#rlupin #lupinelupins #ufleapyear

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leap year | summer 1994 | ministry of magic | closed

lupinelupins-blog

[He looks her over, at a loss of words for a moment like he always is after running into people from his past. He knew he had been easy to overlook once the war started coming to a painful, bloody end; with everyone losing people they loved and clinging to the ones they had left, and he’d come out of the war with nothing, no one left but his emotionally distant father. It had made it all too easy for him to slip away even from the people who might have wanted to help him, but he hadn’t wanted their help, hadn’t wanted their sympathy or the questions they were surely going to ask him once the dust had settled. He blinks himself back into the moment, fixing a smile on his face and holding out a hand to shake Amelia’s in greeting, voice as ever polite] Oh, I’ve had worse days, I suppose. I take it you’ve heard all about the scandal at Hogwarts, can’t imagine much gets past the Head of the DMLE.

skinxandxbones

[It was a look she recognized and had spent years working to rectify. The haunted, “what now” look of someone who had just had another piece of their life torn away. For a moment she thought back to when they were students, how simple things had seemed when their biggest problems were test scores and quidditch. Except that had never truly been the case for Remus, he just hadn’t revealed his secret to her then. It had never been simple. Worse days...yes, they’d all had worse days, hadn’t they? She sighed, her voice mildly teasing as she replied] Oh yes, quite the scandal. Susan tells me that the students were actually learning defense. Can’t believe they let that go on for an entire year. [Amelia smiled gently] Come on, let me get you a cup of coffee.

#ufleapyear #rlupin #lupinelupins

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leap year | summer 1994 | ministry of magic | closed

[Dumbledore had once again pulled a multitude of strings to keep Remus out of dire trouble - he deserved it, in his own mind, but he acknowledged that Azkaban wouldn’t be ideal. He just had to finally agree to registering with the Werewolf Registry, like it wasn’t bad enough that his name would be dragged through the mud once it became more public knowledge and now that anti-werewolf legislation was getting pushed forward on the momentum of his resignation. He was guilty and ashamed, of course, but it was better than euthanized or imprisoned. So here he was, attempting to leave the Ministry of Magic after signing his name and address on the damned register, with his head bowed low so he could find somewhere to be alone and ruminate on the last few months of his life, wonder about where Sirius was hiding or how much Harry must hate him now - and he was lost in his thoughts when he bumped into someone far too familiar and unexpected] Oh, um. Amelia?

skinxandxbones

[Despite the heavy personal losses she’d suffered, the years had been somewhat kinder to Amelia than they had to Remus. Since the end of the first war and the deaths of her parents, Elliot, Edgar and his family, and so many friends, her focus had been almost exclusively on her work. She had been promoted to the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and was on track to become Minister for Magic down the road. The only thing that really pulled her away from work these days were visits with her beloved niece and namesake, Susan. Spending so much time at the Ministry meant that she missed little of what went on and so was probably far less surprised to see Remus than he was to see her.] Remus... It’s good to see you. How are you?

#lupinelupins #rlupin #ufleapyear #she sort of knows that 'how are you' is a loaded question #but still legit wants to know

fromoutofthemire

The ideas a little fuzzy in my memory, but I think it involves not working. I seem to recall a requirement of dancing. [He teased her and nodded.] Should I get you something for your fever?

skinxandxbones

Dancing is a requirement now? My goodness, they’ve changed the rules on me. [she shook her head again] No thanks, just sit with me? I won’t breath on you, I promise.

#kshacklebolt #fromoutofthemire

♥

…it’s always the wrong people who have the guilty conscience. Those who are really responsible for suffering in the world couldn’t care less. It’s the ones fighting for good who are consumed by remorse.

David Lagercrantz, The Girl in the Spider’s Web (via quoted-books)

#quotes

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skinxandxbones

NAME GRAPHICS; Amelia (ah-MEE-lee-ə). A variant of Amalia, derived from the Germanic word amal meaning ‘work’, 'industrious’ and 'fertile’. The name became popular in England after the German House of Hanover came to the British throne in the 18th century - it was borne by daughters of George II and George III. Another famous bearer was Amelia Earhart (1897-1937), the first woman to make a solo flight over the Atlantic Ocean. { amxliasbxnes }

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#amelia's closet

fromoutofthemire

15 February || Open

fromoutofthemire

I’m sure whatever it is it’s excellent. You didn’t have to get me anything.

skinxandxbones

Of course I had to get you something, it’s your birthday and you’re a far better gift giver than I am... So, here’s my sad attempt at matching your skill. Happy Birthday. [inside the package is a cookbook she knows will make him smile - the “I hate to cook book” as well as a small keychain with a map that’s charmed both to show you your location and, when you flip it over, give you directions to anywhere you need to go]

#kshacklebolt #fromoutofthemire

fromoutofthemire

Me either, but rumor has it they are supposed to be fun. You sure you’re not up to anything to eat? [He shrugged with a small smile.] Not for everything, maybe I just happen to see the best in you.