#catchlovegreta

[rcmuslpn]

aesthetic. remus lupin & greta catchlove. from lovers to friends. 

[brotherbagman]

@catchlovegreta

Send 📚 for our muses to bump into each other in Flourish and Blotts.

“Fancy running into you here. Come to check out what you’ve written?” he asked. “Or are you just going to give me more cookies for my brother?”

[marielenamacdonald]

@catchlovegreta

Send 👢 for our muses to accidentally take a portkey to a different country.

Mary tried to figure out where the old boot had gone off to. She swore. “I think we’re in Korea.” She couldn’t be sure though. They needed to find a damn embassy. “Any chance you speak the language?” she asked.

[rcmuslpn]

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( number: 291 ❝You’re being very rude right now.❞ )

Nimble fingers danced across the piano keys as a beautiful melody filled the room. It felt like it had been forever since Remus had last played a tune for Greta, as a matter of fact it had been since their first anniversary. He had played for her after they had been together for a month, one secret of his own unveiled for the girl he believed that he loved. But they were children, they didn’t know what love meant then. To the naked eye, it seemed they were just as clueless after all the years. 

Greta was curled up on the sofa, wrapped in one of Remus’ warmer sweaters as the rain had made her own clothes rather uncomfortable. A warm cup of tea in hand she listened to the wondrous tones that seemed to warm up the room. He had lost himself in the music, almost as though his hands knew which tile to press before his mind recognized it there was a flow of unrecognizable talent. After the young man had finished the piece, his weight shifted on the stool until his attention was given to Greta. 

“Pretty ordinary.” She stated jokingly. He shook his head fondly at the young woman before uttering, “You’re being very rude right now.” Not meaning a single word he had just spoken. He was comforted by the joking manner, and in that very moment he doubted he could be any happier. 

[severusrsnape-blog]

S-space?

Space!  Just... leave me alone for a little bit.  Please.

[severusrsnape-blog]

I keep asking.. I keep trying to /be/ there.. I'm trying and... I d-don't know what else you expect me to do here...

Right now I just want you to leave me alone.  Maybe I haven't been my nicest tonight, but I definitely have a right to be upset about Sirius and you.  Just calm down.  We both need... space.

[severusrsnape-blog]

How would I even know what it's about.. How am I supposed to know..

Because-- because-- 

because I murdered my fucking father Greta.  Do you think it's all supposed to be okay?

I don't know.

[severusrsnape-blog]

I know what this is about! You.. We had.. And they.. And suddenly you.. I'm not stupid! I am not stupid. I'm n-not...

Right Greta.  Because there's no way this has to do with my bloody life falling the fuck apart.