P R O L O G U E .
❝ hapusrwydd ❞Spring, 1964
THERE'S A DREAM THAT used to hold Remus Lupin hostage during his darkest hours. A dream that could very well be a memory with how painfully real it always felt. He always hoped it was, even if the tears rolling down his cheeks proved they weren't.
He didn't know how he got there, but it always began with the trees. They danced along with the tender wind, played with the bright, summer sun, and protected the small creatures that lived on its branches. They seemed so tall, Remus imagined they touched the heavens, and his young self wanted nothing more than to climb those trees and touch it.
The prickly grass never looked greener beneath his bare feet, still wet from the recent drizzle, and birds could be heard singing to each other everywhere although Remus never did get to see a single one of them. Wildflowers swayed all around them, bright colors contrasting each other, but somehow made it beautiful.
Remus remembered his mother, Hope, sitting on a thin, red blanket while sipping wine, telling childhood stories of when she was young and careless. And his father, Lyall, listened with such intensity and adoration, Remus would look away — it always seemed like a private moment. Although his mother's lively laugh would draw him back eventually, the desire to know more of his mother and her family ultimately proved to be stronger than any silly feelings he'd had towards their parents.
When the Lupins were not sharing stories of their youths with their son, they were chasing him around the clearing in the woods they'd chosen. And Remus would struggle to breathe between the running and laughing.
Cheeks ached that day, real or not, and it was a day Remus was willing to hold onto for as long as he could remember. For his sanity. For his hope. For his darkest hours.
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