[She was dimly aware that tears were welling in her eyes, streaming down her cheeks; aware that there was a tiny, faint memory, breaking through the pain and the heartache and the anger.]
[But she couldn't be bothered to recall it, couldn't be bothered to do anymore than stifle the sobs that threatened to break her composure.]
[Even Lupin's arms around her do little to comfort her. The embrace serves as a painful tease of what she had -- no, of what she could have had, if things were even a little different.]
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[But she couldn't be bothered to recall it, couldn't be bothered to do anymore than stifle the sobs that threatened to break her composure.]
[Even Lupin's arms around her do little to comfort her. The embrace serves as a painful tease of what she had -- no, of what she could have had, if things were even a little different.]