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and when he runs away to stay with the potters he gets 1) the world’s absolute worst sunburn that leaves him bedridden for a week and 2) the world’s absolute best tan that leaves [remus/james/mary/whoever you ship him with]’s jaw falling through the floor
Sirius is only so pale because he was never let outside.
‘I would like you not to forget me’
She whispered with her last breath,
A grave demand it was, the wish to keep for her
a page of memory, warped and stained
By time’s tender erosion, and fill it with lavender and rose,
What matter if the world should burn and fall
to ruin faraway, a graveyard is a desecration to
the song of the earth written in the stars,
I’d forsake heaven and the angels
for a glimpse of your hand,
eternity can scream into the abyss,
and all I ask is to have you buried beside me.
Lone stars to be my long forgotten secrets,
And the night sky depraved of her jewels to be
My heart, the calls of the woods are drowned out
by the voice of the ocean, singing with
all the sweetness of a pathway home.
Amidst the never-ending hush of the port that harbours lost souls,
The trees can only ache for the archangel’s love,
home’s beneath the world, where the body of the
Captain’s sweetheart lies, washed away by
the clawing tide, into the veiled hearts of the
Pearls scattered upon the shore, lost forevermore
To the flowing hold of the sea and the earth.
It’s an autumn twilight and the valley of violets has
yet to spare a rose
for the lovers lying dead by the cove.