-- MOONY.

Remus|Order Member|Werewolf “I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been the desperate attempt to escape from torturing memories, from a sense of insupportable loneliness and a dread of some strange impending doom.” ― Edgar Allan Poe

[marjbooty-blog]

“Potion?” She paused before continuing. She’d assumed it was only pumpkin juice, but she didn’t want to pry. Potions of all manner could be private. “If I caused you to spill potion at least let me get you ingredients to make more.” She reached for her purse and pulled out a few Gallons. “I’m not sure what all you need, but… here,” she held them out, flat in her palm. “That might be enough.” 

[ilunaimpur-blog]

Remus’ eyes remained locked on her open palm for a good few moments. The fair few times he had been subject to the kindness of strangers it had been tempting to give in and accept their charity, but he ultimately refused each time. “No, no, I couldn’t possibly accept that though I am unbelievably grateful.” His expression read as almost apologetic.

[magnusdent-deactivated20161113]

“No harm done. You don’t have to apologize.” Dent patted the young man on his shoulder, reassuringly, and nodded his head. It was a simple accident, clothes being ruined, since having Cas, was becoming less and less a big deal. If this had happened two years ago, in a bar, and he was loaded, he probably would have started something completely unnecessary. Fatherhood had dulled that part of him to extent, but nowhere near enough for those around him. 

“I’m getting some supplies for a sleeping draught, I need one. The kid needs one. My mum needs one. I need one.” He said the last one twice, for dramatic emphasis, and gave him a bit of sleepy laugh. “What about you?” Magnus craned his neck to see what was behind Remus, get an idea of what he was shopping. The price sticker caught his eye first. “Doing a bit of fancy potions work, Lupin?” Mags wasn’t one for prying, he liked his own privacy and would accept any answer Lupin gave him; with out meddlesome questions. Remus was good kid, he would say he had a lot of potential but the kid was already a smart, competent wizard. 

[ilunaimpur-blog]

It was always a bit strange for Remus to hear someone remind him that saying sorry wasn’t necessary. It was something the he spouted off a bit more often than he probably should. Being apologetic had evolved into a state of being for the werewolf over the years. “Right.” He noted with a gentle grin.

The comment Magnus made, followed by his sleepy laugh, elicited a more alert one from Remus. Sleep deprivation was most definitely something that he understood quite well. Sometimes it was nice to know he wasn’t alone even if the reason for Magnus’s sleepless nights couldn’t be more different from his own.

“Oh--” The smile that had previously been so prominent on Remus’s face ghosted as he looked back at the aconite. He recovered as he looked back to Magnus. “If I were to attempt any sort of fancy potions, I feel as though I’d have to issue a neighborhood warning regarding potential explosions.” He almost sounded bashful. “No, I was just browsing.” Over the years it had become second nature to lie in order to keep his secret from spreading. 

“Originally came here for Wide Eye potion ingredients but got distracted by such extravagant prices.” He explained.

[ofnxrcissa]

Narcissa chuckled, quietly. The young man seems to put more interest in her condition than just staring. At least, he’s wise enough to not act like she had expected. A part of her did want to listen to his concern about a pregnant woman holding a glass of wine, rather than throw her a compliment.

That sounds a lot more genuine than anything– anyone had addressed to her, hence the sarcasm from a few that she had encountered. What a life. 

She glanced around, checking on her presumption. A frown appears on her face as she made a mental note that he’s indeed alone. On his own, without anyone from his troops– most notably her cousin, Sirius. She can’t really explain, whether that actually relieving for her or the otherwise.

        “–Why thank you.”

She offered a curt nod and giving him another look. I did surprise her–to say the least– that he made no effort to leave. Her child wasn’t even born yet. Still, she can’t bring herself to throw an insult at him– not without risking the possibility of her baby might listen to what she said. Merlin, screw her motherly side. 

        “–I believe, my husband and I; we’re going to make an announcement in the Prophet within the next few months. But, yes. I do know the gender of this baby.”

She put up a slight smile, as she caressed her tummy gently. Then another plan come to her mind. Narcissa shifts her chair slightly, vaguely gestured him to occupy the empty seat in front of her. She knew how much she’ll going to regret about this, later.

[ilunaimpur-blog]

It was strange, to say the least, having such a civil conversation with a member of the Black family. From the way Sirius spoke about them he had assumed his jugular would have been punctured by now and he would have been left to bleed out. Instead he beginning to feel a bit more calm in her presence.

While Remus far from approved of what he thought he knew about the Malfoy family, he was certain that choosing to be rude at this juncture would get him nowhere. Besides, he remained unprovoked by Narcissa.

“How exciting.” He responded softly after hearing of her plans to announce the gender at a later date. It seemed like such a happy ordeal, he thought, when most people discovered they were going to have children. Big announcements, parties, tears of happiness, and the like. It would never be that way for him.

The fear of having a child that suffered from the same affliction he did was enough to cause an impressive heavy feeling in his heart. His parents had sacrificed so much to keep him and everyone around him safe. Remus wasn’t entirely sure that he would be prepared to ask a partner to resign themselves to a life of taking care of him and their child in such a way.

Narcissa’s gesture for him to have a seat brought him out of his thoughts. He simply stared at her for a moment. This was potentially the least likely scenario he had expected upon approaching her.  Regardless, he took the seat lest he across as rude.

He hoped Sirius wouldn’t ask what he had been up to today as this would have been awfully difficult to explain.

“It is exciting, I presume?” He spoke again when he got up the nerve to. “Lots of planning and all, but I’ve heard it’s quite worth it usually.”

[ilunaimpur-blog]

ahhh!! okay, sorry that i’ve been super absent. life got a little weird (as it does) but i’m absolutely still here. i’m crazy stoked about the cool new kids and would love to plot, so feel free to message me!!

[ilunaimpur-blog]

i’m super sorry i didn’t get to replies!! i had a pretty high anxiety day and am just now kind of winding down but it’s getting pretty late. i’ll make sure to get to everyone asap though.

[ilunaimpur-blog]

hello, lovely friends. i’m going to be working on getting the replies i still owe out either tonight or tomorrow. in the mean time it turns out that a full moon is headed our way on the sixteenth. if anyone wants to plot an obligatory transformation thread with me then i am so game.

[maestromontgomery-blog]

“Well do it!” Allie demanded, shoving the papers towards him furiously. “Do the spell!” If it was just printed music she could buy again that would be fine, but the pages were covered in notes and edits that Allie needed to keep improving on the piece. Possibly even more frustrating than the loss of work was the fact that she was helpless to intervene. Her wand sat, as usual, in the bottom of her bag. Even if she had reached for it though nothing she could have done would have helped remedy the problem.

[ilunaimpur-blog]

Remus’ eyes widened slightly as her aggression persisted. He was too tired for this. Even at his most awake he would be too tired for this. “Of course.” His hand shook slightly as it reached behind himself to pull his wand out of his back pocket. “Tergeo.” He spoke as clearly and calmly as he could and, with a gentle flick of his wrist, the only thing left on her pages were smudged notes. He felt anxiety surge through his whole body. He’d used a smudge removing spell a few times during his years at Hogwarts but it had been a while. Silently, he flicked his wand once more while hoping for the best. To his delight, the markings on the pages before him were restored.

“Thank Merlin.” He mumbled.

[bartythegrouch]

Barty glanced back at Remus. He didn’t have a strong opinion of him- he had been a prefect, but he was also friends with Black. However, he did seem like the least obnoxious and most intelligent of that group, so perhaps Black’s terrible qualities hadn’t rubbed off on him. Barty guessed that the Ministry wouldn’t like him sharing that he had been sent out to purchase potion ingredients. (Truthfully, Barty didn’t want it known either.) He dodged the questions with ease. “Potion I’m brewing. I suppose it’s expensive, but I need it.” He shrugged, then glanced at the price. Yikes. He grimaced. The single ingredient cost more than he made in a month. He held it more carefully as he gathered the other ingredients.

[ilunaimpur-blog]

Need was such a strong word to Remus. Some were a bit frivolous with it’s usage but not him. It was reserved strictly for necessities. Barty saying that he needed aconite stirred something in his mind and the cogs began turning. Though Remus couldn’t afford it himself he knew that he had a proper set up and friends that would help him during his transformation. He wasn’t sure if he’d ever seen Barty with more than one person, how would he be able to handle this on his own? “I could help you pay for it if it’s that necessary.” He kept his tone cool while speaking so as not to come across as too aggressive. 

[loganfwhite]

Logan’s eyes flicked over the other quickly, surprising himself with his immediate thought of ‘cute.’ He tucked his wand back into his robes and refreshed his smile. “It’s not a problem at all, mate,” he told him. “We could go get a coffee, though, if you need a pick-me-up. I was thinking about going to get one anyway.” Logan hesitated for a moment before offering the other his hand to shake. “I’m Logan, by the way.”

[ilunaimpur-blog]

“Coffee?” He wondered if he sounded as surprised as he felt. It wasn’t every day that he drenched someone in pumpkin juice before being asked for drinks. “I don’t know.” His eyes fell a bit though he was grinning. It was a bit foreign to him for strangers to pursue more time with him -- admittedly nice though. “I’ve never really had a taste for coffee. I prefer sweet to bitter usually.” Remus explained. “Remus.” He tacked on as an afterthought.

[marjbooty-blog]

The man apologized so profusely and looked so guilty that Marjorie felt a bit guilty herself for having been so irritated. After all, a quick spell had cleaned her up. “Not to worry,” she said to him with an encouraging smile. She looked down at her top and was relieved to see that no pumpkin bits or stains were left over. She felt like a right twat. “Besides, I did slip up behind you and make you spill your juice.” She shifted a bit awkwardly. “I can get you another, if you like.”

[ilunaimpur-blog]

Her smile caught Remus a bit off guard in the best way possible. It sent just enough relief through him that the tension in his shoulders began to surrender. “Oh, no, that shouldn’t be necessary.” Though, in all honesty, he could’ve used the charity she was offering. Still, his dignity had a funny way of keeping him from accepting such acts of kindness. “I was planning on making more tonight anyway as out of my depths as I may be -- with only a beginner’s potion too.” He spoke in a tone that he hoped would alleviate any sense of duty she may have.

[musicalilyevans-blog]

It was just out of the corner of her eye as she walked past Mr Mulpepper’s that Lily thought she saw him, a flash, just through the window, and then he was gone before she could be completely sure it was in fact him. She stopped in her tracks, mulling things over for a second; really she didn’t have the time to check, let alone to have the conversation she knew they’d have if it was him, she was already running late for work, but on the hand it was Remus. Mind made up, she retraced a few of her footsteps, and pushed open the door. Immediately she found herself drenched in a cold liquid, and the confirmation that it was Remus had her half wondering if he’d not seen her coming and set the cup atop the door. But– no. First off his shock seemed to match her own, and then of course his other three comrades weren’t around to have cajoled and enticed him. 

She ran a hand across her wet cheek, a misplaced effort to clear it of some of the wetness, but her hand was equally covered, maybe more so in fact. “You could have just told me you didn’t want to see me, Remus,” she spluttered. 

[ilunaimpur-blog]

Lily Evans -- honestly, if Remus had to choose one person to spill his drink all over, she would be definitely be a contender. This wasn’t because he held some sort of personal vendetta against her, but because he knew the ramifications would be manageable. In fact he almost laughed at her response to the whole situation. “I would have had to see you then, wouldn’t I? Totally flawed logic.” He still felt awful about the whole thing though so his wand made a quick appearance.

“Tergeo.” And it was tucked back into his back pocket as the liquid evaporated into thin air. “If that’s ruined,” he spoke while effectively flaunting his lack of knowledge when it came to fabrics, “I’d be more than happy to replace it.” Part of him figured that Lily was aware of his situation regarding money but he’d never liked to make assumptions.

“And, of course, I’m terribly sorry.” In spite of his words, he was smirking.

[bartythegrouch]

It had taken over two months, but finally someone asked Barty, the over-glorified jack-of-all-trades intern to go to Diagon Alley for something they were too important to pick up themselves. Barty liked the changes to Diagon Alley. Sure, the shops were all open and everything looked the same, but the atmosphere had completely changed. What was once a street filled with shoppers mulling about and salespeople selling candy and toys was now people rushing from place to place, refusing to stop, and the candy and toys and been replaced with falsely enchanted items claiming to protect the enchanter. It was nice to see his work in the shadows finally step out into the light.

Memorized shopping list in mind, Barty stepped into Mr. Mulepepper’s. The atmosphere inside the shop hadn’t seemed to change. It was still very warm, and the air tasted like a mixture of every potion ingredient in existence. Not paying much attention to the few other people inside the shop, Barty began grabbing the ingredients requested. Being splashed with Remus Lupin’s pumpkin juice put a halt in his shopping. Barty sighed before he took out his wand and flicked it. The shattered glass repaired itself. He flicked it a second time and the pumpkin juice flew off his shirt and the floor and into the glass, like it never happened. “There you go.” Barty commented before turning back to the shelf and grabbing aconite.

[ilunaimpur-blog]

Remus wasn’t entirely sure what outcome he had expected from this encounter but it wasn’t this. His mouth was left slightly open as he thumbed through possible verbal responses. None of them quite fit though which was rare for the Gryffindor. He may not have been the loudest of his friends but he couldn’t remember the last time he was rendered completely dumbstruck. 

His eyes followed Barty, eyebrows knitting together slightly, as he watched the other take hold of what he had previously been staring at intently. Remus’ heart sank immediately. What could Barty Crouch possibly need aconite for? Was he a-- no, no, he couldn’t be, right? Thinking like that couldn’t possibly do the actual lycan any good. It wasn’t as though they were friends who could commiserate over their shared affliction even if he was a werewolf.

“Excuse if I’m overstepping,” Remus began cautiously, “but what exactly do you need that for?” His eyes didn’t leave Barty. “Only asking because it seems awfully overpriced, don’t you think?” He attempted to cover his tracks.

[marjbooty-blog]

Something wet and sticky and oh-so-unpleasant in texture splashed over Marjorie’s top and she let out a gasp, half out of shock and half out of disgust. The way the material of her shirt felt wet made her skin crawl. And the smell… pumpkin. She wrinkled her nose. Lifting a hand, she made an attempt to wipe away the bits of juice that hadn’t yet sunk in. “It’s fine,” she said in an exasperated tone. It wasn’t fine, not really, but she supposed there were worse things in life than a ruined top. She lifted her eyes to look at the person who’d drenched her in juice. “Do you happen to have your wand on you? A scouring charm would do wonders and I’ve left mine at the office.”

[ilunaimpur-blog]

Almost immediately Remus nodded and pulled his wand out of his back pocket. Perhaps it was just him, but she seemed a bit annoyed, though he couldn’t exactly blame her. The smell of pumpkin juice on fabric wasn’t a scent he’d be looking for in his Amortentia. “Yes, of course.” He mumbled before more clearly sounding out the spell so as to avoid any accidents. “Scourgify.” The liquid she was covered in was now gone without a trace. “Again, I’m so very sorry. I’ll have to be more aware of my surroundings from now on.” He offered softly.

[callmesquid-blog1]

The beam that lit up Squid’s face might have suggested to someone else that the object being called gorgeous was her. Alas, she was just thrilled that one of her closest friends, who she hadn’t seen in far too long, thought her most favorite thing in the world was gorgeous. Squid noticed the direct answer to the question of how he’d been. There was a lot of space to cover that wasn’t today, but she wasn’t going to push him. If he wanted to talk about it, he would. “I’m working for the ministry of magic. Aquatic creature control and liaison. I get to spend a lot of time going to oceans, lakes and swamps.” Her toes wiggled as a fish took a tentative bite at her heels to see if there was any food to be had. At the movement it sped past her into the dark of the dock. “Long hours, bad pay, but I like it. I get to advocate for those who don’t speak English.” She glanced at her friend. Shaggy and tired looking, it’s the only way she’d ever seen him. She wondered if he’d been eating. “What are you up to?”

[ilunaimpur-blog]

It was wonderful to hear about how seemingly well Squid’s life was going. If there was one thing he wished for her it was happiness. So, when there was a subtle pang of jealousy upon hearing that she’d landed a job with the ministry, he silently scolded himself. It was always so bittersweet to hear about his friend’s growing up and becoming successful so far as careers went. The uselessness he felt in regards to his unemployment was staggering at times.

“Don’t make this about yourself,” He thought, “It’s not her fault.” Remus didn’t need to be more specific than that.

“That’s absolutely fantastic.” He spoke as happily as he could manage. “It’s about time someone who cares as much as you do was put in a position like that.” It would be impossible to name someone better for the job than Squid.

“I haven’t been up to much recently though.” The words stung as his own voice reminded him of how little he’d accomplished. “Just gaining my bearings in the real world, I suppose.” If only that was all there was to it.

[loganfwhite]

Logan was measuring out black beetle eyes, his least favorite of all potions ingredients. Sure, there were things that were certainly more unsavory ingredients – armadillo bile, sloth brain, and flobberworm mucus sprang to mind – but he could deal with them easily enough. The eyes, though, Logan couldn’t stand. They glittered like jewels and for some reason, this disgusted the man.

He had just sealed the bag when someone bumped into and spilled their drink on him. The bag he was holding fell to the floor, luckily not spilling, as Logan stood still for a moment and the liquid soaked into his clothing. He looked at the other a moment later, giving a smile that was only slightly forced. “Don’t worry about it,” he said, performing a simple charm to clean himself up before bending to grab the bag. “It’s not a problem. Hope you weren’t drinking something important, though.”

[ilunaimpur-blog]

It was a reflex to return the smile though it only remained on his face for a few moments. Remus was surprised, as well as thankful, for how level headed the stranger had responded. His shoulders were still tense but much less so than even moments ago. “Just a simple potion.” Emphasis on simple. “Something to keep me on my feet.” The evidence of his clumsiness was entirely gone now but he still felt quite a bit of guilt. Mistakes like this were, at times, unusually hard on the Gryffindor. “Is there something I could do to apologize more effectively? I know you’ve said it was no problem but I-- I feel awful, honestly.”

[ilunaimpur-blog]

maestromontgomery:

“Jesus Christ!” Allie shrieked, pushing the boy away from her. She’d ducked into the Apothecary simply to avoid the rain long enough to pack up her music, but it had just been completely doused in something much stickier than water. Feverishly, she attempted to wipe the juice off her papers, but the ink was already starting to run. “Have you heard of a cool new invention called using your god damn eyes?”

“I’m sorry.” Remus repeated. This woman was being so aggressive and part of him absolutely wanted to retaliate, to spout off a witty comeback, but she had taken him so off guard that he simply couldn’t form the words. Not the right ones anyway. “I could-- there’s a spell I know, would probably work.” Today had already been a bit rough on him emotionally and he didn’t feel much like fighting despite his initial instinct. “Or I could perhaps pay you back though that might take some time.” His tone was timid as he laid out the truth for her. “Please just calm down.” His thoughts begged.

[magnusdent-deactivated20161113]

Nora often wondered why Cassidy was a absolute darling for Magnus, a restful baby, with no episodes of colic, or a sleepless night. Honestly, it was mostly luck, Magnus took to being a dad quick, and at times it felt as if he had super powers in addition his actual magical abilities. Although the magic bit was quite helpful as well. 

Unbeknownst to Nora, their son adored his charmed stuffed animals coming to life, or conjuring shooting stars above him to help him sleep, mesmerized by the different colored sparks that lit up his room. Mags realized this when he wasn’t getting Cas any closer to sleeping through the night with the useless muggle mobile Nora gave him. He chucked that along with a list of pediatricians and emergency numbers.

Cas had a small cough, nothing major, but it was things like that turned Magnus into a bit of overprotective mother hen. He left his son with his mom before heading out to collect some ingredients for draught that would cure his son’s minor aliment. The man wasn’t paying close attention when he strolled into the store, so the fact that he was covered in pumpkin juice was partially his own damn fault. “Not a problem, lad.” He looked down at his ruined sweater, only to look up and greet the eyes of a familiar face. “It’s okay, kiddo.” Magnus smiled at the young man, whose name he knew now, but wasn’t always the case. The nickname born from one part forgetfulness, and one part not wanting to ask after fifth time meeting him, was now one of endearment and affection. Remus had earned both, in the short time Magnus they had spent together in the order. 

[ilunaimpur-blog]

Magnus! His name went off like bells in Remus’ thoughts. This situation certainly could have been remarkably worse had the pumpkin juice been spilled down someone else’s jumper. It felt a bit odd than he was smiling now but the amount of relief he had felt was enough to give even the most dour of folks a surge of elation. A short laugh even managed to escape his lips upon being called kiddo. Some might have taken offense to the nickname but not Remus. It seemed like such a friendly way to be referred to.

“Am I glad to see you!” While obviously an exclamation, Remus’ voice was still quite low as to avoid too much unwanted attention. His wand was quickly in his hand. “Tergeo.” He spoke with a gentle flick of his wrist. The pumpkin juice seemed to evaporate into thin air. 

“Again, absolutely endless amounts of apologies, Magnus,” Remus began as he put his wand in his back pocket, “Bit of a clumsy day, you know?” Of course this wasn’t how he would have chosen to greet the other wizard but it was still nice as ever to see someone he held so much respect for. “But-- what brings you here?”