To bare his soul out loud he’s not sure he can ever do, unless it’s to someone who is something of a rarity or myth themselves and can therefore truly understand.

I love how you always manage to slip Tonks into Marauder-era Remus fics. ;)

This is such a lovely piece with such a wonderful glimpse into Remus' and James' friendship, which so often seems neglected for James and Sirius, or Remus and Sirius. I wish James had bought the book, mainly because I want to read it! The last line is perfect, and I can just imagine this Harry look-alike blundering it out with all that teenaged awkwardness.