moon 🌕 remus lupin

take away your pain

‘i wish i could make the moon go away,’ she whispered, cleaning a fresh cut on his face.

‘i don’t want you too,’ he said hushedly.

‘why.’

‘because i told you i would stop loving you if the moon went away.’

‘i just want to take away your pain,’ a tear slipped down her rosy cheek.

‘and i want to take away your’s, my love.’