Severus was a watcher. As quiet as he usually was, he listened and observed to make up for the lack of personal communication with anyone other than a few fellow Slytherin who happened to be a little more than curious in the Dark Arts. Even then, the contact with them was brief. They were idiots.
Still, he carried on those traits right now, studying the side of Remus's face. The way he bit his lip. Played with his hair. It was telling. Severus aimed to find out.
Remus had always fascinated him. Secrets, wandering around, hiding...always hiding. At least Severus did it in plain sight. He didn't answer Remus. He didn't do much of anything. He was too focused on the boy sitting next to him to even carry on a conversation.
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Date: 2010-08-08 02:59 am (UTC)Still, he carried on those traits right now, studying the side of Remus's face. The way he bit his lip. Played with his hair. It was telling. Severus aimed to find out.
Remus had always fascinated him. Secrets, wandering around, hiding...always hiding. At least Severus did it in plain sight. He didn't answer Remus. He didn't do much of anything. He was too focused on the boy sitting next to him to even carry on a conversation.
Watching had officially turned into staring.