#remus003

[gryffinborn]

@lvpvs-malvm

Knowing James was stable was one thing. It was harder to feel it. All the same, she took a step away from his bedside after he’d first woken up. Remus and Marlene also needed an update. She’d see what she could do to get them inside the ward, too. The last image they had of him must be a terrible one. It had been enough for Lily to come in and see what he’d looked like, and that had been after some of her colleagues had healed the worst of his bruises. Cleaned up the blood. 

For all she knew, Fleamont, Euphemia and Sirius would also be here by now. Lily dreaded facing them all, but at least it wasn’t bad news she had to give. It wasn’t precisely good news either. But he was alive. And so was Dorcas. However terrible a night it had been for them, they were still alive. 

The corridors were full, Healers bustling by. She blended in easily enough, in her work robes. No doubt there were many people tonight just as worried and afraid for loves one as she was. The tea room made up entirely of tired, sad faces. Remus’ sandy hair caught her eye, she made her way towards him. “He’s stable,” were the first words out of her mouth, sure that would be what Remus most wanted to hear. Her eyes were dry again now, but her voice wasn’t quite back to its usual strength. 

[the-fabianprewett]

Who: Fabian Prewett and Remus Lupin When: January 20th, 1978. Late afternoon.  Where: The Library

Fabian tried to hide his smile as he made his way to the library, he really did, but no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t help grinning like a fool. He felt giddy, excited and full of possibility in a way that was new for him. If he didn’t manage to share this excitement with someone, he felt sure that he might burst. His first thought had been to look for Remus. Normally he sought out his brother when he needed to talk to someone, but Gideon wouldn’t understand this the way Remus would. It had been Remus’ idea after all. Sort of. It was nothing more than a half-hearted comment in the Hospital Wing years ago and Fabian doubted his friend would even remember as Fabian certainly hadn’t until this morning.

Flipping through a book on chess strategy, one he hadn’t picked up in years, Fabian had stumbled upon a folded piece of paper tucked into the pages. He hadn’t even needed to unfold it before the memories came flooding back to him. His bucket list. Ridiculous ideas of things to do and see all bitterly scratched out on the parchment in frustration as Fabian dismayed he would never have the chance to do any of them. Remus had suggested it as therapeutic, things to look forward to or to work toward. To Fabian they had been nothing more than fanciful dreams he would never experience in reality. Until now.

Now that he had a cure, the world was open to him in ways he had never thought possible before. Finding the list had been a sad reminder of his despair for only a moment until a slow smile had tugged at the corner of his lips and he read it once again, but this time as a challenge. He would do it. Every single item on his list, he would check them off one by one. Why? Because he could. Finally spotting Remus camped out with his books spread around him in the library, Fabian practically bounded over toward him and thrust the list in front of him. “Remus! Look what I found this morning. I added some stuff at the bottom there but it’s the original. Do you remember?” He whispered excitedly, trying to keep his voice low so as not to disturb the other students around them. 

@remus-wolfstar

[felixbautista]

where: by the food tents when: around 3pm who: Félix Bautsista and Remus Lupin ( @rjluqin​ )

It’s been almost half a year since Remus discovered that Felix was a werewolf and vice versa. And yet, Félix still doesn’t know how to act around his fellow Order member. Bringing it up with other people within earshot was simply out of the question. But by the time people started going their separate ways, Félix just couldn’t approach Remus all by himself. He’ll just turn his heels and leave. So it wasn’t like he was giving Remus opportunities to approach him either. 

When he found Remus standing alone by the entrance of the tents, Félix stared at him like a deer caught in the headlights. With his food still half-eaten, he knew that there was no escaping this interaction. “Hey,” Félix greeted. He sounded terribly unsure. Before he could even ask Remus to sit with him, a volunteer approached them with a rehearsed smile. For the lovely couple, she said as he handed them a rose. She didn’t even give a chance for them to explain before hopping to the next table in search of other victims.