[ratboypettigrew]

There were a few moments in Peter’s day that he could say that he loved the most. The first was the end of classes, when he could spend a couple of hours before dinner simply relaxing, grabbing a nap or catching up on some of the studying he had missed out on during his little hiatus from school, and the second, well, the second was lunch time.

Honestly, it was mostly for the same reason.

As he exited the greenhouses, he kept his strides slow and even, letting students filter out past him and catching snippets of conversations. Things about what that boy said to this girl, boring shit that he could care less about, but he always kept his ears open. It was bound to come in handy one of these days, some student feeling way too comfortable and speaking up about something juicy he could absolutely hold on to.

It was also never a bad thing to have a bit of blackmail on his classmates, just in case. People never really seemed to notice him listening, which he was more than pleased with.

But sometimes, he simply had to let those things go, and as he glanced up ahead of him, he noticed a familiar head of hair up ahead and a smirk flitted across his face for a moment before he adjusted his bag and jogged to catch up, throwing his arm around the shoulders of his mate and offering him a grin. “As I live and breathe, Remus John Lupin.” He had, in his own opinion, fallen back into things rather easily, keeping up his appearances and friendships, and it was moments like this one that helped, in his mind.

“Would you believe I’m super behind in every single class and likely going to repeat my 6th year for the rest of my life? Such a hassle.”

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[moonysecrets]

Things were slowly going into stride or he had unwittingly fallen into autopilot. The night before with all his mates back in the dorm helped him get at least three hours of needed sleep. It was the most amount of sleep he had gotten in a span in quite some time. At least his eyes hadn’t drooped as he walked on clutching the strap of his bookbag across his shoulder. His ears heard Peter, and truth be told he could smell his best friend even before he felt the hands clamp across his shoulder.

A genuine smile offered as he spun his head slightly to look over his shoulder. “Peter!” He glanced around before he added in a soft whisper. “Wormy. I’m so glad you’re back and safe now.” Remus murmured affectionately, jokingly bending his back slightly so he could jokingly carry the other boy. At least that’s how he pictured it in his head, but his limbs were much too bony for all that. He stopped immediately once he realized he wasn’t doing what he had intended and laughed lightheartedly instead.

There was something he couldn’t pinpoint when it came to Peter. Unsure of what it was, he tossed it to the back of his mind. “Hmmm. Do you need me to help with your subjects? I don’t mind. I could do a few essays no problem.” He offered lowly so no one else could hear but the other boy. Not that he minded school work in the slightest, he actually loved it. “I was just heading to the library. Want to come with me? I heard they have a new werewolf book, and I need to hide it with the lot of them.”

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jimthestag‌:

James’ fingers twitched and his thumb moved to caress the blanket. He exhaled forcefully and with it hummed a quiet noise. His face scrunched up into a close-eyed frown, as though grumpy from having been woken from a nap. 

––//––

“We just have to get the line past those beaters!” James yelled to the rest of the professional Puddlemere United team. They were only down by two, they could still win this!

But the team was tired; he felt so exhausted. His body hurt and he couldn’t keep his head up, but they had to keep fighting. 

And in the next moment, they were all flying towards the keeper. 

“Get it! C’mon!” He yelled to them, encouraging the team forwards.

Prongs?! 

It was Remus’ voice. Thats odd. Remus wasn’t on the team… Until he suddenly was. His best mate halted beside him on the broom. 

“Prongs!” 

“What? Whats wrong?” James was confused, catching the urgency and worry lines on Remus’ face. 

“Prongs!” 

“What? We have a game to play..” James didn’t have time for this. He had a team to take to the World Cup! He pushed his broom forwards, but Remus shot out in front of him to halt it. 

“Whatcha playin’ at mate, c’mon. I’ve gotta score.” He explained, gesturing to the keeper at the other end. 

“No.” 

“No?” James chuckled a laugh. This didn’t make any sense. He felt Remus grab the front of his broom, jerking it to the side. 

“Whoa, wha’ the!” James struggled to keep his balance but he felt two hands on him, trying to push him off. Then there were more arms from behind, trying to grab him. They were trying to get him to fall. He was going to fall off his broom. His stomach gave way and he saw the ground advancing. Closer and closer and closer. It was going to hurt. He might even die. He braced himself for the impact and––

––//––

If James could have moved the rest of his body, he would have jolted upright. As the potion slowly worked it magic, the rest of his petrified body remained numb and tingly. 

So instead he gasped a large breath and his eyes shot wide open with fright. His arms moved into the air, shielding his face from a fall. It was clear he wasn’t the youngest ever member of Puddlemere, nor was he playing a quidditch match on the grand pitch. He was just in the plain old infirmary at Hogwarts. 

He glanced to the side–– “Moony?” Why was he here? He felt okay, like he hadn’t slept in years, but still okay. 

“You tried to kill me,” he smirked. “An’ you ruined my starting match on United.” 

Days, weeks, months he had waited all for this very moment. One of his best mates had finally opened his eyes. Remus peered down at him slightly puzzled by his comment, but tried to keep himself from leaping forward. All he wanted to do was bearhug James, but also he wanted to know what potion Pomfrey had used. There’s a slight conflict to him as he glanced around, but then back at James with a baffled expression. “I what?” he barked out.  “Aye, it’s me. Prongs you’ve been out of it for weeks mate. They finally cured you!” He belted out the last sentence with a large amount of enthusiasm.  “I’d never ruin your starting match with United mate. Do you need help sitting or standing up?” He furrowed his brows in concern and wondered if the potion had any side effects he should have known about. Though he offered his arm to his friend expectantly to pull him up.

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puff-tedwardtcnks‌:

He nodded, figuring some company would not be the worst thing. Ted enjoyed surrounding himself with friends. There was the occasional time when he wanted to be alone, but now was not one of them. He especially being around someone who reminded him of home, and didn’t make him feel like an outsider. It wasn’t as if he felt like he didn’t completely belong all the time, he just also felt lost sometimes when so many others purely spoke of wizarding things. It was the same at home though, as even when he tried to understand some things his family didn’t always understand magic. At least not without him being able to show them what he was talking about, and there was only so much he could do in those instances. That didn’t mean he didn’t enjoy being apart of both communities, if anything it gave him a greater understanding of how they were different yet very similar. 

“I have a list inside the box, most of it is just some pretty common stuff though.” He shrugged, shifting the box when he mentioned it. Truthfully he didn’t pay much attention to the specifics until he had to grab it. His biggest worry was having a large enough box to carry it in. Since it was empty he figured the best thing to do was just hold it himself, he would use magic once it was much more full and heavy. “My dad got me a rubik’s cube that I brought. Most of my muggle stuff I just leave at home though.” Ted always figured it was safer there. That way it couldn’t get lost in the gigantic castle, or worse broken when he tried to show it off to his friends. That was a lesson he learned back in first year. 

Remus was thankful that Ted could use the company on his venture to get the potions that Pomfrey wanted. If anything he needed companionship at this time, but didn’t think he deserved it. He was humble but within that humbleness of Remus Lupin lurked a darker side. One that lived for sabotage of himself and the corroded whispers laid on by self doubt. He walked alongside the other offering Ted a welcoming smile. He was glad to have Ted as a friend, one that understood the muggle side of things. As Peter had for the most part as well. It was easy to become lost in conversations about the latest albums or gadgets of the muggle world. Thought Ted was more knowledgeable than he was. Often times he found himself reading about muggle items, but to get his hands on them was saved for times when Hope Lupin wanted to prove to Remus that he wasn’t a burden. Something he attested was a lie once upon a time ago.

“Oh, I was just curious. I suppose I can check with the professor once you get them.” Remus murmured with a slow smile. “Rubik’s cube? That’s groovy.” Remus spoke with a grin as he envisioned the Rubik’s cube in his mind. “I saw a picture of that in a magazine my mum sent me.” Remus chewed on his inner cheek, “Oh do.. Do people bother your muggle things if you bring them here? I guess some of the Purebloods would be that way.” His face scrunching together in distaste at the thought. It wouldn’t surprise him, especially with the Slytherin lot. “My mum sent me some pop. It’s her favorite thing I think, oh and a Beatles album.”

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lilymxrie-evans‌:

“Oh Remus I’m so sorry,” Lily all but squeaked, the heat creeping up the back of her neck rapidly as she crouched down to retrieve the book for him, but at the same time he’d knelt down to do the same thing. She straightened up again, eyes blinking at him in surprise at his question, and she shook her head, “I’m fine, of course I’m fine, I’m not the one who’s just taken a wooden door to the nose… Are you bleeding?” She asked in concern when she noticed him clutching his nose, and she reached out to take the book from him so that he had both his hands free. She’d felt terrible before she knew who it was that she’d smacked, but now she knew it was Remus she felt near sick with worry.

She glanced down at the book she’d taken from him, eyebrow raising ever so slightly when she noticed the nature of it, before looking back to Remus, “Come on… Do you want to go and get a drink at the Leaky Cauldron, or something? I’ll help you clean up if you want, God I feel absolutely awful for this.” She still wanted to do a bit of browsing at the store, but she supposed she really was in no hurry and that could wait until later, she at least wanted to make sure Remus was alright first.

“Istsh okay.” He tried to convince her through his hand over his nose and mouth. The door had hit his face hard, and he felt the trickle of blood from his nostril drip into his hand, but he didn’t want to show her. He was more concerned thinking she might have hurt herself, but she made a point. “Isths okay.” He repeated pinching the bridge of his nose to try to subdue the blood from flowing from his nostril. Remus felt horrible with guilt of his own, yet he was the one hit with the door.  “Ahm yesh.” Remus repeated trying to make the bleeding stop so he could at least enunciate correctly.

Lily was smart, and Remus knew that she was putting the pieces together with the book he had dropped on petrification. “uh..Do you want to find a book?” He asked muffled by his hand.”We can get a drink yeah.” He nodded his head. “Istsh okay you didn’t mean it.” He said trying to calm her worry, even though they were both concerned about the other.

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lilymxrie-evans‌:

“I am too a bit, admittedly… It would certainly help to find out what on earth it is, I don’t trust Peeves to not continue with his shenanigans.” Lily agreed, holding a hand out to help steady Remus as she noticed his lanky form half stumble over the bench, and once she was satisfied that he wasn’t about to face plant the stone floor of the Great Hall, she sent him a pointed look. “Oh don’t play that with me, Remus… you know exactly what I’m talking about, I don’t think you’re quite as innocent as you’d have people believe,” she teased, following behind the sandy haired boy as they made their way out of the hall.

Lily felt immediately guilty as she noticed the happy expression fade completely from her friends face, because the absolute last thing she’d wanted was to upset him, but she wanted to know if he’d heard anything about a change in James’ condition. When he confirmed that he in fact hadn’t, she let out a sigh. “Oh Remus you can’t go blaming yourself for it,” she added softly, what happened is awful but you’re certainly not to blame, and I think Potter will be the first person to tell you so when he wakes up.” She gave him a gentle nudge, hoping that the action would be reassuring enough that he might believe her, “Madam Pomfrey’s as good as a genius, anyway… I’m sure that she’ll have him fixed up and as good as new in no time, she must know of a cure…”

“Oh no. I think that’s probably Peeve’s signature to make us miserable. I mean I suppose some of us need the competition.” His laughter wasn’t his normal kind, but more of a tired weak chuckle. Thinking of his pranks he had a hand in with the Marauders, but now it would seem they were broken. He was a hot mess before these unfortunate events settled in, and now he was down right mental. The laughter raising to more of himself when she called him out for faking with her. There was more at stake if Remus Lupin were to fold completely. There was something within him that he just couldn’t lost control of. It would be back to his parent’s attic for the rest of time, snacking on chocolate.

However, his façade was finnicky and unable to be tamed just like the beast within. He frowned reliving the moment of finding James in his petrified state. It was even more difficult that night when the Full moon made him snap completely. He was lucky at least one person made sure he was chained in the shack. His shrieking shack where the lies birth from. A ghost? No try a werewolf. “I just.. you know I just..” He cleared his throat and shook his head slowly. “I don’t know Lils. I don’t see any difference.. but maybe I’m just being pessimistic. Do you visit him?” Remus asked curios for her answer.

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Internally Remus Lupin was a whirlwind mess, but he had mastered the preservation of appearing human. He couldn’t object when Lily and him needed to venture into the forest to locate a plant they needed for Potions. Though he wanted to object to it rather frequently, scared that he might attack her. He couldn’t begin to trust himself, and often heard the phantom whispers of his parents project around his ears. The boy straightens and tries his best to seem like nothing is wrong. Peter had returned, James had healed, Sirius was somewhere causing trouble. Everything was as it should be - except him.

The self destructive thoughts prod him to run away into the forest and never return. But somehow as he walked beside Lily he felt the closest to normal that he had ever felt. That would all inevitably change if she knew the truth about him, and he couldn’t bear to even dwell on that unspoken thought. He chuckled slightly pointing over towards a tree with melting snow. “I think I see some sprouts there.”

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[moonysecrets]

👀 What is one of your favorite memories?

“Hands down it was meeting my mates.”

@ratboypettigrew @jimthestag

[redeemedjustice]

Send me 🍺 to find my muse drunk

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@nicomulciber @breakalegprewett @qtqatch

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@aurorajaymes

Remus Lupin knew when his stash was messed with. He would have bet his orderly sock collection that it was Sirius that had been stealing it. Since Prongs was back kicking, and Peter was found his worrying had been lowered considerably. This meant that sometimes he could fall asleep for a lick of a couple of hours before his mind was intruded with the truth. He waited around the corner watching closely everyone that cycled near his territory. It was his bloody chocolate after all. The bars that went missing he had actually counted and became more curios about it.

Though he hadn’t expected Nyx to cross his path, causing his head to cant to the side. “Rorie? You’re the one stealing my chocolate? Tsk, this whole time I had Sirius pinned.” Remus uttered with a scrutinized squint of his gaze towards her. He cleared his throat thoughtfully, “Are you also the one messing with my synchronized sock drawer?”

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The night the wolf won

Location:Shrieking shack

Preparation was key on the night of the full moon. It had been something he usually enlisted the Marauder’s help in, but the last full moon had been a blur to him.Was he able to chain himself up? The wolf inside him mocked him and stirred with extra gusto. He could feel the want to hunt vertebrate off his bones. Remus licked his lips as he glanced around the dark shack void of most light. The faint light a beacon for him to follow and so was the path of dry blood. 

Panic flared within him as he went into a jog following the sloppy bloody path until he became met with his nightmare. He took in a sharp breath and felt his knees buckle underneath him. Remus stared at the corpse and was more alarmed by the fresh of the wounds on it. “Oh my god.” He whispered feeling his sanity cripple at the vision in front of him. 

Remus found it hard to breathe as the panic choked any fresh air from him. The corpse was covered with a shaggy rug at least, but he couldn’t bring himself to look underneath it.The sound of the others didn’t help his mental decline. Rubbing his scalp and caking the messy curls with the blood on his hands.

”I...I’m a monster.”

@jimthestag​ @ratboypettigrew​

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dont-call-me-amy‌:

“No… I did question something McGonagall said if that even counts as a debate - not that we discussed much, as you can imagine. I don’t know why I ever thought that I would know more than this woman, I just ended up making a fool of myself.”

“That’s a bummer…” Amelia frowned, considering whether not being able to go to Asia would really be such a limit in someone’s life. “ I mean, it’s not like I’m traveling any time soon, but … I guess I just like to know that I have the option. That if I wanted I could go anywhere right now. Although simply staying at Hogwarts is great too- I don’t think I’ve even seen a quarter of the castle, and I’ve been here for five years. I guess you’ve gone farther than me in this domain, considering your friends’ reputation.”

“Hm, true. It doesn’t help that debate.. Isn’t really her forte.” He laughed nervously rubbing the back of his neck in thought about his last debacle and how that turned out. Though he did enjoy Amelia’s company, “I’m sure you gave her a run for her galleons.”

Remus shrugged his shoulders. She didn’t know the reasoning why his parents would never let him be free. Hogwarts was the closest to freedom he got, and even then it had taken almost  groveling at his mother’s feet to allow him to attend his first year. He frowned slowly, “My mum’s paranoid about everything. I’m worried she would make herself ill if I left to travel.” He frowned, but perked up at the tail end of her sentence. “You could say that, just say the word and I can give you some tours if you want.”

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vndromedablck‌:

Andromeda didn’t know how she had managed to be partnered up with Remus Lupin in Potions class, but she was beginning to realize that her life was one mess of oddities; what was another? Briefly, she wondered why he wasn’t off with Potter, before remembering that the Gryffindor was currently petrified in the hospital wing. A flash of guilt welled up inside her for being so short towards Remus, intensifying when he responded quietly and without ire. “It’s fine.” She replied tonelessly, eyeing him warily out of the corner of her eye and trying not to let herself noticeably stiffen at his question. She couldn’t remember the last time she slept well and it was most definitely before this year. “Do any of us sleep well these days?” Andromeda said by way of answering and attempting to do so in a casual tone. She glanced around at their surroundings before continuing, “So,” she began in a hushed tone, “how is Sirius coping about Potter?” 

Why did Slughorn hate him? He wasn’t entirely sure. Maybe he knew, but that was his paranoia screeching in the back of his mind. Remus rubbed his eyes and ran a finger though his unkempt brunette locks that seemed wild in nature, which fit him perfectly. Andromeda wasn’t like the other two he had deducted a long awhile ago.  But still the little rest he got had started to stress him out. The tall young man lifted his shoulders up before they sagged down with a slow shrug.  “I don’t honestly know, which is why I was asking.” He rebuked softly, but her next question caught him off guard. Sirius’s family caring about him? Was this.. real? Remus blinked slowly as he started to gather the materials in front of them for the potion they were brewing. A secret way so he didn’t have to stare her in the eye. “About the same as me, but he’s holding up. Do..Sh-should I tell him hello for you?” Remus asked mildly, though he was genuinely curios for her answer.

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violet-greengrass‌:

Violet looked at the wand flying around like a mad kite with a sort of inexplicably serene wonder. Her life was downright absurd, but that never stopped a Greengrass before, and it wouldn’t stop her now either. She pulled the boy closer, clasping his hand on the doorknob as well, freeing her right. First things first, she got his wand back with a nonverbal Accio, before it could fly around the corner to the next corridor. Then she waved her wand around in a few complicated patterns, stopping the hail and rolling the dark grey clouds to the other end of the corridor. “HATE TO ADMIT IT, BUT THAT’S WHERE MY KNOWLEDGE ENDS,” she yelled over the gale. “I ONLY REALLY KNOW HOW TO GET RAINCLOUDS OFF OF THE PARTY GROUNDS!” The wind, as if it could sense that these were its last few moments, reached the peak of its force, sweeping away any debris it made, flinging it around. “HAVE YOU EVER NOTICED THAT THE PROFESSORS ARE PRACTICALLY USELESS WHEN STUFF LIKE THIS HAPPENS?”

Gracious that she was able to at least catch his catapulting form lost in the dance of whatever seventh Hell storm had been conjured up in the hallway. He spits out the water from his mouth feeling the drenched locks cling to his face.  There’s this paranoia that it made him look like a werewolf, which would be absurd to say the least. The boy glares down at the doorknob as he clings onto it while his body is suspended in the air from the wind. “WHAT? YOUR KNOWLEDGE WHAT?” He screams back unable to hear still from the deafening thunder that had clapped the foundation of the hallway. “RAINCLOUDS FAR AWAY CHEERS.” Finally able to have a bit of control with his wand he muttered a word, spitting out access water from his lungs towards the cloud as it finally dissipated.  Tilting his head to the side he tried to shake the water out of his ears. “THE PROFESSORS ARE NEVER AROUND. I’M PRETTY SURE THEY HATE MY LOT.” He shouts back trying to regain his normal sense of hearing.

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violet-greengrass‌:

Violet was gearing up for a fight already before she could fully take in who it was, and it took a truly ridiculous amount of self-control for her to not whip out her wand and start a long string of curses. But bloody Merlin, it was Remus Lupin, and hurting him would’ve been absolutely deranged. She might as well have gone and found the fluffiest cat in the Hufflepuff common room to direct her anger at, and people would’ve looked at her the same. Damn him for being so unoffensive, Violet thought. 

But now that she paid a modicum of attention to someone else other than her own self, it became clear that the Gryffindor was not in a good shape. “You look like death,” Violet said with unusual bluntness, trying to forget her own misery. “That is, you don’t even look like a corpse because some of those appear livelier than you right now. What’s the matter?” 

Remus cleared his throat feeling rather light-headed from the sleep he was missing. The boy stares at Violet a big foggily before he shakes his head and begins to answer. “Apologies, Violet. Oh just tired.” He replied grimly rubbing his eyes with the back of his palm. “But have to check up on James and keep my scores up, you know?” He asked in a soft voice barely above a whisper.”Do I really look that much like death? Do you think I could get away with..” He pauses and skeptically glances around them trying to make sure they have no unwanted eavesdroppers. 

“A nap second period?”

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@jimthestag​

His routine had been rather mundane ever since that fateful day. Spending most of his hours in the hospital wing or the library. Most of the time he was able to read and do course work on the bedside of Prongs. Occasionally he was pulled away to face a better reality, but that never truly lasted long.The next full moon was always just a headcount away and he hated it. Moreso since it had been a full moon that night after he had gotten James to the hospital wing with the assistance of the others in Hogsmeade.

Perhaps the boy could answer what made him in this state, but Remus was only sure of one thing. One day James Potter would wake up. Most people catered to his ideology but that changed when the days turned to weeks. He spent this day as he had the ones before, fiddling with a chocolate wrapper, staring at the unmoving body of his best friend. Madame Pomfrey made him jump in his chair as she sped over to the boy’s side trying one more elixir. Remus was sure this would fail as the others had, but when the frail woman. This time it proved him wrong when he saw the movement out of the corner of his eye. 

The boy jolts from his seat with a partially open chocolate bar. 

“Prongs?!”

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puff-tedwardtcnks‌:

Remus was nice, and knew of muggle things even though he was a half blood. It was always good to talk to someone about muggle things every once in a while, especially when he was feeling homesick. “Queen? They’re basically all my sister is listening to. Not that I blame her though.” He laughed, shifting so that he could show that the box was empty. “Empty for now, on my way to Professor Slughorn to fill it up with some potions.” He explained, wondering if the boy might join him on his walk now. It would definitely make his task less boring. 

Anyone in 6th year, or even just attending the school know how close Remus and James were. Along with Sirius and Peter as well. All four were people who Ted had seen a lot in the Hospital Wing, though James wasn’t quite there out of choice. It was still nice of all of them though, to stick by his side while he was petrified. He liked to think that his friends would do the same for him though. “Sorry Remus,” He frowned, knowing that the other boy would know what he meant immediately. No need to really say it, but he would all the same. “Nothing’s changed. I would have owled you already if there had.” 

Remus even in his clear state of permanent distress couldn’t help but crack a small smile towards the other boy.  He glanced into the box curiously, and then shifted his dark orbs back up to Ted’s face. “Ace. Do you want some company for the walk?” He knew he would most likely be sitting for awhile, and stretching his legs with Tonks wasn’t the worse scenario he could come up with. “What potions does Pomfrey need do you know?” The curiosity strengthened and throbbed in his logical laced brain. He silently wondered if he had read about the potions, and if he would even recognize the names.  Remus had dove himself into potion research just last year trying to figure out a cure for being a monster. Alas nothing had seemed to work, but maybe there were clues.

His head slowly hung forward and his shoulders sagged for a few minutes. A soft defeated sigh rolled forward, “It’s.. It’s alright Ted. I was just hopeful.” Remus whispered with his voice almost lost upon impact with the air around them. He had the others there with him at Potter’s bed. But it wasn’t the same – the Marauders weren’t the same – without James Potter. That’s not something he needed to voice aloud, but with every day he felt himself lose a little bit more of hope. “Did you get some neat muggle things over the holiday?” The boy asks softly trying to alleviate the conversation.

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@mrlnmckn​

Remus wished at certain times he could just go back to listening to the waves hit the coast. A time where he could build sand castles and sand people, not to worry about the Dark Lord or the Legacy of Salazar. Even more he wouldn’t have to think about what Fenrir cursed him with for the rest of his life. After break had finished he found it odd that he hadn’t heard from Wormtail in quite some time. It wasn’t like his best friends to not keep in touch. James couldn’t do so, but he had a viable excuse considering he was practically in a coma.

More animalistic than he cared to admit, he had started to slowly check on people he was close with. Making sure no impending doom had gotten them while he was distracted. There wasn’t a time that he had felt this close to the monster version of himself, ever. The wolf overhauled his movements on autopilot, and it wasn’t until he got to the Gryffindor common room that he understood his own psyche.

Approaching Marlene, he cleared his throat. “Hey Marsie.I’m glad to see that um.. the..that.. you’re alright.” Words. He knew how to speak them on occasion.