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On the day of your birth, you were likely surrounded by those who loved you, who would lead you through the rough first scary years of life, and who would stand by as you grew into a capable person. As time passed, others may have drifted into your life, and even if you didn't know it, they also nurtured and cared for you in much the same way, helping to shape the person you would become.
When a community like deviantART is born, the same common thread binds its originators and founding members together. Over the years, more and more creative beings drift into its life and strengthen its core every single day, resulting in an exponentially inspirational powerhouse for the sheer fact that they've become a part of it. That nurturing spirit, that inherent support system, that caring community inspires deviantART to grow, and it comes from inside each and every one of you.
Brother of MineBrother of MineMore Like This
Sirius Black crept slowly across the thick forest that surrounded him. A few feet ahead lay a small house, which he was headed for. He only prayed that his old friend still lived there. After all, it had been 13 years. He wouldn't blame anyone for wanting to move out of that place that was full of so many memories. He dashed a bit closer and peered over the bushes. Satisfied upon seeing light pouring out of the windows, he carried on. It was a bit dangerous for him to be out at a time like this in his human form. But he needed to do this. He needed to set things straight with the only person he could trust right now. With that in mind he approached the house, quiet and undetected.
Of course it took resident, Remus Lupin only a single sniff to tell who was scurrying outside his house. He closed his book and sat up in his armchair. And sniffed the air once more. Oh that was Sirius alright.
At first he thought it was his nose playing tricks on him. Having heightened senses