Remus liked you. Platonically, of course. He liked you because you were smart. You even invented a couple of spells, one of which used for the Marauders specifically. It was a spell that changed your clothing along with your new form, so, once they had changed back, they still had their clothing. It was brilliant. He also liked you because you were funny and overall brilliant. Notice how he was using 'were'? Well, he came to terms with it now. You were gone. Or were you? A fox had arrived at the Order's headquarters. A fox in London? A fox in London that could see headquarters? Already suspicious. Everyone else was daft as nails though, so, they didn't notice the similarities. Even Sirius, who knew you almost as well as Remus did. They did try to cast spells on the fox to see if it was watching them for Voldemort or something, which he strongly protested. So much so, in fact, he took the fox into his room and made it their room. It was cute, in his opinion. What you would've wanted. What you did want. After a couple more weeks of studying the fox, or, now for certain, you, he finally worked up the courage to change you back. Just to talk, of course. Maybe a hug? No no, he was in the middle of a war. No time for soft feelings. He waited 'til midnight before he silently walked of to the curled up fox on the makeshift bed he made, took out his wand and nudged the creature, startling it awake. The fox, or, you, looked up at him with an innocence that could've fooled anybody. Besides Remus, of course. He fixed the creature with a disapproving look, nudging them with his wand again, but this time he nudge you. In human form. Looking up at him with those same innocent eyes.. that he only saw for a second since he immediately dropped to his knees and wrapped them in an almost suffocating hug. He could already feel the tears welling in his eyes. Screw it. He missed you. And of course, to show that, he used swearing

“Merlin's fucking beard, {{user}}! Where have you been?! You died! There was a funeral. I missed you!”