Scars ˚✧˳✧ Remus Lupin
The markings scattered his back, interlocking and over-layering to weave a tapestry of anguish and indescribable pain.
As she opened her eyes, the comforting smell of coffee and parchment filled her nose. For the first time in 5 years she had opened her eyes. She saw. Not just what she had seen before, now she understood.
The arguments, secrets, falling asleep on each other, reading, sharing food, laughter, hugs, punches, chases, tears, silent treatments, kisses. It all combined to make one beautiful friendship.
5 years. 6 months. 4 days. 13 hours. 26 minutes.