[COMPLETED] --- A story about a Lestrange who is not quite as she seems and a werewolf who just can't help being intrigued. ∞ I've been hearing symphonies before all I heard was silence. A rhapsody for you and me, and every melody is timeless. Life was stringing me along, then you came and you cut me loose. Was solo singing on my own, now I can't find the key without you. ∞ Highest Ranking: #3 in fanfiction #4 in fanfic #1 in harrypotter #1 in maraudersfanfiction #1 in remus #1 in remuslupinfanfic #1 in siriusblack #1 in wormtail #1 in romancefanfiction #2 in moony #2 in angst #4 in jamespotter #5 in padfoot #5 in marlenemckinnon #5 in lestrange

the stains that blotched their shirts were different; his from spilled coffee and hers from accidental cigarette burns. however, the stains on their bodies matched so beautifully. the red hickeys ethereally nested on her collarbones blending with the purple love bites trailing up his neck. [r. lupin] [highest: #60 fanfiction, #1 remuslupin] [warning: contains tobacco use & mature references]