the_debt_of_time

Dumbledore stood and clapped his hands together. "Wonderful news! Now I
understand that interacting with Miss Granger may be problematic for you."
Remus's eyes narrowed. "Are you accusing me of something?"
"Not at all, my boy. I am merely suggesting that you might struggle to treat the girl
as any other student, knowing your emotional ties to Miss Potter. Memories can be
haunting, Remus. Should you have need of it, I can store some of yours for you, keep them
safe. You'll still be aware of the past. Pulling the memory out isn't the same as Obliviating
it, just takes the sting off of things, if you will."
Remus paused to contemplate the offer. His memories were precious to him and
had helped to sustain him over the years. It was during his worst moments when he thought
the past to be nothing more than a hallucination, but his strong memories of Mia reminded
him that no, it had, in fact, happened. How could he let Dumbledore take those memories
from him?
He held the letter in his hands close to his chest and turned to leave the office,
unable to look Dumbledore in the eye as he muttered, "I'll consider it."