You have no idea how many times I have read this fic. especially the last line. So sad, knowing what happens to them

Okay... how did I not see your work before now? Easy enough I suppose amid all the swirling and disjointed bits (mine included) - but I've spotted you now and I'm definitely *watching* you. :-)

I adore your style - very succinct and vivid in a Bradbury-esque sort of way. You have quite a kettle of talent boiling there...!

That was really beautiful. I have trouble finding Harry Potter fics that keep characters such as Lupin and Sirius in character but this is just about perfect. I like the way you described Lupin's life before he took the job at Hogwarts, poor but proud.

"He thinks, he thinks—he thinks he is sick. Or dreaming. Or drowning."

That was a fantastic line. Sums up that moment of shock so perfectly.

Thank you. :)

deffinatly going on my favorites. oh, my. I love it. there just isn't much to say about a fic that powerful.

Dear lord, you do have a way with words! I loved the simpleness of this: almost all thought and no dialogue.

Now...where's my tea? Can I change it to hot chocolate?

Oy. Tea. I'll do anything for tea, just now...

Anyhow, it's a lovely ficlet. I adore your characterizations so! And the teacup bit; somehow I can't see Remus ever breaking anything in normal circumstances.

Very interesting.

Again, I haven't read HP, so I have no idea what's going on, but it's interesting.

*glomps Remus*

Ew, wait, that's the fangirl coming out again. *stuffs it back into someplace very, very dark and deep*

Right. So I really, really love this story too-the description of the tea and all, and the very quiet feeling of the first few paragraphs, stepping up into sudden intensity when Remus sees the headline. (My only minor quibble is right there, actually-"breathe" is the verb, "breath" is the noun; that might well have been a typo, but it's one of my pet peeves, so I had to point it out.) The ending is the best part-"Green light. He wasn’t there. He is so glad he wasn’t there."-and everything after it, too...the broken teacup and...yeah.

Done rambling.

Beautiful writing! You have a nice way of describing things that gives your fic a dreamlike atmosphere. Hmm... Poor Remus. I always imagined him dropping his mug, too ;)

look! i am reviewing, but no need to make me any tea dear, i've got a cup in front of me now. this was a really lovely one shot. perhaps i'll check out other things you've written, because i think you're a delightful writer. great job.