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e a r t .. S i r i u s B l a c k | On a Hot Summers Night, Would you offer your throat To the Wolf With the Red Roses? The day was hot and dogged with heavy clouds that threatened to pour rain down on the muggy air and tired streets. It clung to the lungs of Remus Lupin as he reached the Phone Booth. Unlike last time there would be people about now, but he was fortunately armed with a response for this. He picked up the receiver and dialled the number, the magic 62442 number to let them in, and reported “Remus Lupin, school group” To the receiver. He didn’t really want to list the names of all present. And Tonks could act as their guide once in there. Smiling grimly, face contorted with determination he turned to the small group as they descended. “Lets do this. And then we can get out and away from here. I must impress upon you all that Snuffles is still in trouble. Harry, you brought your cloak?” He looked at Harry now, as he spoke. He could only hope the small group knew who Snuffles was. Yes I was called Remus John Lupin I am given Remus I turned 36 this year I am cursed as a Werewolf I am a Half Blood wizard My Heart Belongs to Sirius Black I am Male I am Gay I work at Hogwarts School or Witchcraft and Wizardry I bet you say that to all the Boys. Off through the new day's mist I run off from the new day's mist I have come I hunt therefore I am harvest the land taking of the fallen lamb off through the new day's mist I run off from the new day's mist I have come we shift pulsing with the earth company we keep roaming the land while you sleep shape shift nose to the wind shape shift feeling I've been move swift all senses clean earth's gift back to the meaning of life bright is the moon high in starlight chill is the air cold as steel tonight we shift call of the wild fear in your eyes it's later than you realized shape shift nose to the wind shape shift feeling I've been move swift all senses clean earth's gift back to the meaning of life I feel I change back to a better day hair stands on the back of my neck in wildness is the preservation of the world so seek the wolf in thyself shape shift nose to the wind shape shift feeling I've been move swift all senses clean earth's gift back to the meaning of wolf and man Html & image © Roisin Dubh | i f e .. W e r e w o l f |
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