No time to rewind

He leaned into the gesture, grateful for it. It was a quiet promise that he had not lost her yet. He kissed her cheek, and returned her small smile. “Perhaps it will be for the coming of age of you lot, as you decide your places in the world. As Queen of the Hallows, for some.” he said. He did not like to give up his members, he especially did not like to give up his family. But he knew in his heart of hearts that this was exactly what she wanted in life. To lead the Hallows beside Art.

As for him not being an old relic - he just gave her another small smile. A creeping part of him had been wondering if it was time he stepped back and gave this world to the younger generation. She turned his attention back to the carcass, and he opened maw to say that it would be efficient for her to pack her back while he finished it off. Then, he closed it again instead. “How much have you practised at being nimble with those claws of yours?” he asked instead, grabbing the corpse and dragging it into the space between them.


"Sirius"