So, I was flipping through parts of Prisoner of Azkaban
earlier, and I suddenly remembered that it has always kind of bothered me that Remus... forgot
to take the Wolfsbane potion that night. Granted, it was a pretty crowded evening. Remus was in the middle of having a large chunk of his world-view turned inside out, what with presumed!dead!Peter not really being dead, and escaped!murderer!Sirius actually being innocent. I also accept that Remus transforming precisely when he did was a narrative diversion -- Peter needed a means to escape, otherwise that entire plot arc would've gone very differently -- and that book!Remus probably didn't feel every twist and shift of the moon cycle in his bones the way fanon!Remus does1
, but still. Werewolf. Full moon
. You'd think he would've noted it on his calendar, or something.
I don't know why I'm thinking about this right now. I'm working on outlines for two different fest fics, and neither of them have anything to do with Remus.
Good lord, Tumblr is a timesuck. If I stuck to just checking my dash, it would be one thing, but the I start spasmodically clicking tags, and then I end up losing whole hours of my life.
I'm trying to decide if I want to take a nap or watch the second half of The Fellowship of the Ring
. I watched the first half last night, and by the time my DVD player asked for the second disc it was almost midnight, and I had to be up early. Oh, Frodo. I'm pretty sure you and Sam are still my favorite OTP.
Two or three days ago, I was on the phone with themostepotente
, and we were talking about ASoIaF, mainly about how much we both ship Littlefinger/Sansa, and from there we drifted into favorite OTPs, and I said mine was either Frodo/Sam or Merry/Pippin. I asked her about hers, but then I was like 'never mind, it's probably some dead elves from the Silmarillion
', and we lost twenty or thirty minutes talking about Orcslash and the sons of Fëanor while we tried to remember the name of the sword Maeglin stole from Eöl2
, and at some point I started laughing hysterically, because we were seriously having the geekiest conversation in the history of geeky conversations.
I'm terribly guilty of this one myself, so. I'm not casting any stones, or anything.2 Anguriel
, as it turns out. Sigh.