~>Summary: After coming back from a strenuous and painful night, Remus sneaks back into the gryffindor common room. Only to find himself face to face with a worried girlfriend, a basin of warm water, alcohol and bandages and his own thoughts. And a very painful next day which reveals secrets he never managed to keep.
~He couldnât tell what time it was when it was finally over. Only the feeling of slicked blood that clung to his shirt and the faint aching that thoroughly and consistently left him knackered lay as a reminder of what happened . Remus remembered someone had hugged him after it was over. Trying to get him to stand up. Who was it? He canât bring himself to remember who. Disorienting was a good way to describe it. Half out of breath, half tempted to just lay on the ground and cradle himself into a fetus position as he used to do when he was younger. Perhaps it was padfoot who helped him this time. Or was it prongs? Wormtail was usually making sure no one stopped by or got curious. Relying mostly on habit and instinct he headed back to the Gryffindor common room.
Remus had gotten used to walking carefully for the sole reason to keep quiet and because of his injuries. This time it wasnât so bad, which was a win in the grand scheme of things.
Tentatively, Remus entered the Gryffindor common room. Closing the door quietly only to tense up. He doesnât need to turn around to knowâ
âWhy good morning to you too,â a very familiar sarcastic voice made its way to his ears. Though beneath that sarcasm lay a hint of worry, one he didnât like to be the cause of.
âLove, hey. What are you doing up? You should be asleep, you said you have that potions exam tomorrow with Slughorn, no?â
âI already studied for it,â she took a slow breath, noticing that Remus was attempting âvery poorlyâ to change the subject. She also knew that if she asked he wouldnât tell her why he kept coming back like this. Like heâd been run through a bludger. Scanning him, he seemed alright. Save for probably a few deep scratches and his knuckles decorated with his own blood. Raw and painful. Youâd have thought he punched a wall. She never really asked him. Not after the first time she found him like this. It was before they were even together. Heâd stumbled in, with a gash on his arm and one near his lip. And several purple bruises littering his skin. At the time, sheâd begged for him to tell her who had done this to him. He never gave an answer.
Sheâs settled for the fact that heâll tell her when heâs ready. Just as he did when he told her he liked her.
âCome on, Iâll help you clean up.â a soft exasperated but adoring sigh left her mouth after she spoke as she turned away expecting Remus to follow. When he didnât and stood rooted to his place she cocked her head behind her, facing him Eyes narrowing; unimpressed. âRemus John Lupin, I swear if you donât follow me right nowââ
And that was how Remus found himself sitting on the edge of a tub while his girlfriend sat on a stool, cleaning his injuries while simultaneously talking to him.
âSurprised youâre not having me sit on the bog like last time,âÂ
âIâm sorry, what?âÂ
âBog? You know,â he gestured.
âBabe. Thatâs a toilet. What is it with you British people and your slang?â
âDunno, you love this British man though, right?â
Rolling her eyes, she let out a huff of laughterâ Hm, perhaps,â then she pressed just a little too firmly on a deeper scratch on his shoulder. Remus let out a hiss in response, taking a deep breath before just nodding signaling that she's fine to continue.
Merlin, did it always not hurt this much? He remembered the pain being worse whenever he treated himself before she found him like this. Remus hadnât wanted to explain anything to her. He didnât want her to look at him differently. It was practically a miracle that James, Sirius, and Peter didnât report him immediately after theyâd found out.Â
Thing was, Remus wasnât afraid sheâd report him âshe wouldnât heâs sure of thatâ but he is afraid. Heâs afraid sheâll look at him differently. That sheâd reckon he was a monster undeserving of her love and perhaps thatâs why he was afraid. That deep down, he does believe he is unloveable.Â
But with the candle flickering in and out while she cleaned and bandaged any serious wounds, he let the illusion of comfort take over. Call him selfish. Call him pathetic. Heâd rather spend just a few more minutes having his very pretty âslightly bossy- girlfriend so close to him.
And after all was said and done, she pressed a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth, wishing him a good night before heading up to the girlsâ dormitory. For a moment, Remus stood there, breathless, before trying to hide a grin breaking onto his face as he went to the boysâ dormitory.
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The next morning was ass. That much Remus was sure of. He may not have been in as much pain as he has before but good grief was it still ass. He opted out from practicing Quidditch with the other guys. Frankly, he doesn't play seriously; he just practices occasionally with the others. Rather, he prefers cursing at them telling them what to do (itâs a favorite pass time really).
AndâŠhe isnât quite sure where his girlfriend is. She did tell him to rest and he would (he really wouldnât) but he needs to help the others since the Quidditch Tournament is coming up and from what happened last time, it was quite obvious that Regulus was a mean seeker. One that almost threw James completely off balance last time.Â
Granted it was kind of funny to see James fuming, Sirius less so. Sirius may not hold many of the same ideals that his family does ,butâŠhis anger comes out in a less amusing way. One Remus would rather not think about.
From Charms to Potions to Transfiguration, then a bit of tutoring between classes. Then for his âbreakâ he watched his mates fly around and practice, occasionally giving pointers.Â
Fun day. And after another surprise quiz âwas quite alright actuallyâ he went back on the training grounds. Only this time, he felt a tad bit more dizzy. which. Odd. He'd eaten (yes he managed to sneak food. He's not totally inept) and drank water and taken the pills Madame Pomfrey had given him in the beginning of the month so how come?
Chalking it up to lack of sleep, he pushed through. At some point from âJames watch the Bludger it's coming for your ass!â and âSirius this isnât a circus??â he felt a very stubborn ache behind his eyes.
The sun suddenly felt blazing and far too much. Looking down, he covered his eyes for a moment. One breath after the other. He wasn't entirely sure how long he'd been doing that for ,but it seemed to have been long enough because James and Sirius had gotten off their brooms. Their words jumbling over each other.
âMate, you alright? You look pale,â was it james, was it sirius? He couldn't tell. That seemed to be a common theme with him.
âJames, let's just get him to Madame Pomfrey, the bloke looks knackered,â that was definitely Sirius.
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If you asked Remus, heâd tell you he has no idea how he got to Madame Pomfrey. What he does remember is downing a bit more than his usual dosage and that he was likely coming down with something. Lovely.
Sirius, James and Peter were sitting around his bed while they all talked. James and Sirius complained about that last quiz theyâd taken. Peter had been reading one of Remusâ recommendations and enjoyed it. At some point they just began playing with cards that Peter had snuck in.
âAlright, your turn Remus,â James began thinking of a question for Remus to answer, âAh, Iâve got it. Why havenât you told her yet?â
That changed the atmosphere of the room instantly.
âWhat,â Remus demanded.
âWhat? You guys have been together for what? A year and a half? You both are all over each other,â James insisted â he never really did know when to shut upâ âAnd besides that, she probably suspects at least something. You said sheâs seen you aftââ
âNo, James. I am not going to tell her.â Remus whisper yelled,â And would you pipe down for Salazarâs sake.â
Sirius snickered before whispering, âListen man, he's just asking why not that you should. Though, you probably should.â
That earned Sirius a "You're on his side??â look from Remus while Peter just hid a laugh.
Suddenly everyone was up. James jolted from his seat, the chair almost fell over, Sirius sat up with perfect posture (cursed sight really) and peter looked like heâd been caught conspiring.Â
Evangelina stood there unimpressed. Dirty blonde hair in a dutch braid, face scrunched in worry and she looked slightly out of breath.
How much of it had she heard?Â
Eventually, the other three took the sign and left, giving Remus a âgood luckâ look.Â
âSo? Would you like to start with what you and the others were blabbering about or would you like to tell me why you didn't listen and rest?â
Wincing at her tone, Remus sighed. He was backed up into a corner and he was screwed. So after taking a breath he then hummed and gestured to her to come closer. His breathing fanned her ear as he whispered carefully.Â
âIâŠuh. Iâm a werewolfâ
âOh, really? I had a feelingâ
âHuh??â Remus deadpanned. Eyes going wide slightly staring at Eva who stood their casually as she sat on the edge of his bed, âYeah I know, babe. I kind of did research about it and guessed.â
âYouâre fucking with me.â Remus stared in disbelief.
Eva giggled, pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek, ânah, Iâm not but I thought I was going mad ,so I never said anything. If thatâs what youâre so worried about, don't be. Alright? I love you just the way you are.â
A small upward tick of his mouth teetered on Remusâ face into a downwards smile before he wrapped his arms around her kissing the crown of her head as she grumbled about him being sick and fussing over him.
Gently she placed a hand on his hair and pushed his hair back, going in to kiss the corner of his mouth and Remus moved his head slightly at the last second and that kiss this time landed on his mouth. Smiling into it, Eva placed her hand on his neck before partingÂ
âWeâre in the medical infirmary jackass, what if madame pomfrey or someone comes by?â Eva huffed.
âAnd?â Remus retorted back softly, âThis isn't really any different from how we usually areââ
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