that’s the art of getting by - sarewolf (@sarewolf)
In this Wolfstar-raising-Harry fic, Remus is a man on the brink of coping, unable to put the word ‘love’ into his own mouth or to accept that he is deserving of comfort and afraid of the pain that love can bring, even as he finds ways to fill his young ward’s life full of it. A toddler Harry himself is finding his way to security and trust having been rescued from both neglect and violence at the hands of the Dursleys and as readers we bear witness to the role he plays in bringing Remus a little further back from the edge. The Wolfstar featured here is not one of unstoppable burning passion, but sharp edges and unspoken words, a slow forgiveness between two individuals who are both betrayer and betrayed. You’ll also see one of the gentlest versions of Molly Weasley and her family, a truly cruel rat returning from the dead, and something that inexplicably lodged in my memory - magical cereal dragons bellowing marshmallow fire. I recommend this fic as one of the most effective at conveying Remus’ complete exhaustion in attempting to reclaim life in the face of secrecy, loss and grief, having been a weapon in a war than most were unaware of, with bright spots of hope and humour in the normality of daily life on the road to recovery.
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