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Sing Along Forever	By : JBankai89 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Remus/Sirius Views: 3825 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Epilogue – London Calling

London calling, yeah I was there too
An' you know what they said? Well some of it was true
London calling, at the top of the dial
After all this, won't you give me a smile?
London Calling – The Clash

Six weeks had never seemed like a significantly long period of time to Remus, but without Sirius, it felt as long as an eternity.

Of course, Remus never said this aloud, he didn't need Alice, Lily, or James telling him that he was being overdramatic—he knew he was. However, Sirius's endless stream of texts, photo, and video messages certainly helped quell some of the sting.

NEW YORK. It's brilliant here, miss you already. All the American food stereotypes aren't exaggerated, the servings over here are HUGE.

Remus, you have to see San Francisco, the bloody hills in this city defy all laws of physics. I'm amazed that the bus hasn't flipped over yet.

Oh my god, Vancouver. I swear I saw whatshisname from the Gilmore Girls. It's like Hollywood up here. And they call weed Vancouver Cigarettes. It's wild.

Kansas is so boring, no wonder Dorothy was so miserable.

Some prick in a cowboy hat called me a queer while leaning halfway out of his pickup. Not sure I like Calgary.

Montreal is making my head hurt. Everything is in bastardized French, and I feel like I'm somewhere in Europe. The architecture here is so effing weird. I am so dragging you to this city again, it's brilliant here.

Every photograph attached to the texts either included Sirius eating something, or standing with his back to some sort of landmark. Remus felt a faint twinge of jealousy with every one, it looked like Sirius was having the time of his life.

During Remus's days off from work, Harry spent a lot of time sprawled on the carpet of his sitting room, giggling as he threw toys for Moony, who trotted off to fetch them back for the little boy. Harry would then enthusiastically throw himself at the dog in a huge hug, and would almost disappear into Moony's thick fur.

Remus sent as many photographs of Harry, Moony, himself, or some combination of the three to Sirius as he received. In some ways, despite the lack of his physical presence, it felt almost as though Sirius had never left.

At long last, the six weeks were but a memory, and he stood in Heathrow Airport with James, Lily, and Harry at his side, awaiting for Sirius's triumphant return. James and Lily appeared calm and content, as though waiting for Sirius to return was no big deal. Harry on the other hand once more seemed to be a physical representation of Remus's excitement to lay eyes on Sirius again. He was bouncing from foot to foot excitedly, and asked James every few minutes for the time—if he managed to wait that long.

“What time is it, Dad?”

“It's four thirty-three,” James replied as he consulted his phone. Harry fell silent and looked out to the gate, then back to his father.

“What time is it now?”

“Still four thirty-three,” James replied with a soft chuckle.

“Oh.” Harry gazed back at the gate, his expression a little sulky.

At that moment however, people began to flood out of the gate they stood at, and Remus's breath caught as he recognized Sirius's bandmates making their exit, all of them looking half-asleep, and very pale in their exhaustion.

Tonks stepped out, second to last, and at last—he was there.

“Sirius,” Remus whispered, almost unaware that he had spoken aloud, and as though he had heard Remus speak, Sirius looked up and met his gaze, and his expression immediately brightened.

His rucksack bouncing on his shoulders, Sirius ran, following the glass partition, and Remus ran forward to meet him. His gait was slower and more awkward than Sirius's was, but he barely noticed as they met at the exit and enveloped each other in a tight embrace.

At last, Sirius had come home.

As Remus clung to Sirius, sharing kisses and both more than a little weepy, he felt it too.

He was home.

The End
A/N: Doing this fic was supposed to be short fluff, and an ode to my love of this genre of music. It got a little longer than I had expected, and I hope with it that I may have turned a couple people on to bands that they may not have heard of before. If anyone is curious, you can click here: http://8tracks.com/soemoicrystars/sing-along-forever-a-wolfstar-fanfic for an 8tracks playlist, which includes all the songs in this fic in order of appearance, as well as five honourable mentions to bands I couldn't work into the fic itself (Bad Religion, Flogging Molly, The Misfits, Refused, and Dead Kennedys).
Thank you so much for reading, thank you for taking the time to give this little fic a chance. From the bottom of my heart, thank you for your comments and interest in this little story.
Until next time,
xox James
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