Nic kept her feet slowly beating the water underneath her. Nic always found treading water to strange, it never made much sense to her. She didn't exactly get tired, but she found the movement awkward...
Nicnevin watched Remus' anxious behaviour, and yet again stared at her white hands, hoping that a cure could be found and she could be relieved of her burden...
She watched him flip over, and sighed at his obvious discomfort to his fight with Sirius.
She shook her head lamely, and placed a hand on his arm, ignoring the added cold he would recieve.
"Trust me," She nearly whispered, "It will."
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