Nelle

title: And We Drown
pairing: Lupin/Tonks
rating: G
words: <400
notes: A short foray into the thoughts of Lupin as he returns to the werewolf colony. Originally posted to rt_challenge for the January ficathon; inspired by prompt 2 -- The Clash's London Calling. Overly angsty.

( He steps into the colony and he is submerged, forced into a different kind of transformation that is not-at-all physical and a thousand times more painful than the other. )

A drabble of the Remus/Tonks kind. It's rough and again, drabble-esque, and seems... scattered to me; doesn't quite fit together in some places quite right, and I'm not sure if I love or hate that.  But um, yes.  I'm going to stop talking now, before I make it sound so bad no one wants to read it anymore.

(Ah, and do forgive both the canon-raping and the possibly gratuitous mention of Wilde.  Concerning the first, I tried to make it fairly canon [and I think I mostly suceeeded], but I didn't follow it very strictly because... well, I didn't want to.  And as for the latter: well, I love him.  'Nough said.)

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