InsaneJournal

Dreams that do come true can be as unsettling as those that don't
~ Awake Remus is alone. The hours spent in Sirius' flat are silent but at least they're warm. Granted, it takes a lot to be colder than Russia but Sirius could never stand the cold so his place of residence is filled with sleepy heat. Remus, unused to being so warm, has curled up on the couch to rest but it's not long before the warmth fades, replaced by a stiff, frozen breeze and a warm hand holding his. And Regulus, wearing a long scarf he never really owned, whispers in his ear: Are you sure the ice is thick enough? ~