#sirius 004

[rxmxslxpin]

Everything was becoming too much. It was hard on the head and it seemed as though no one was taking any action to make things right. Remus knew it would take time, they needed to be careful, but sitting around and waiting was driving him mad. He had been sure to check in with Lily as often as possible, the more time that passed the better she seemed to be doing. He had seen Emmeline, Dorcas and Autumn a couple of times, and the other Marauders almost daily, but it still didn't seem to be enough. He needed to do something, something with his hands, something to distract him. It hit him suddenly, a piece of information he somehow managed to squeeze out of Autumn, and he quickly grabbed his jacket and headed over to see Sirius.

He pounded on the door, a little harder than intended, and took a step back as he waited rather impatiently for Sirius to answer. Remus felt his features light up when the door swung open, "Hey," He grinned, feeling like a kid again for what he was about to ask. "I heard you're trying to make that motorcycle of yours fly." His brow raised slightly, "Can I help?"

@sirivsblack​

[assidua-vigilantia]

@mssrtoebeans

Sirius, I need you to answer something for me. [ he rolls his magical eye around ] Is this creepy?

[frigore-ollivander]

@indogyearsimdeadsirius

Sirius! Ah. You’ve come at a great time, you see. I thought I heard something, but it was just my owl, and now I’ve knocked over all these boxes and I’m stuck. Can you give me a hand?

[aureus-meles]

where is my son? ( devil’s mark )

@indogyearsimdeadsirius

[ it too him much longer than he’d planned to locate sirius. he’d finally found out what room he was in--on the first floor, of all places, and he realized after a moment that it was because he was with remus-- and he’d immediately gone down to get him and make sure he was alright. he’d been stopped by a healer, and was not in the slightest bit happy about it; he could see sirius’ room, and the fact that he couldn’t get there was endlessly agitating to him ] 

Listen, lady, I’m running on about two hours of sleep in the past forty-eight hours, barely gotten a chance to see my pregnant and very upset wife since this whole shitstorm started, I just want to go home and curl up on the sofa as much as you do. But I can’t do that until I’ve seen my son, so you’re going to let me pass so that I can check on him and then I’m going to go, and don’t you dare tell me again to leave before then, because as previously stated, I am a very tired, very pissed off Auror who would like to see his kid now. So if you don’t mind, I’m going to go down that hall and I’m going to see him, and then I will leave peacefully and quietly, but until then, move. Please. 

[maryxmacs-blog]

the color of consequence.

@indogyearsimdeadsirius

It had taken time, putting Remus back together.  It had not been the quick work of dropping some dittany on a few scrapes.  It had taken time, though how much Mary wasn’t sure.  She’d not been watching a clock, she’d been focusing on her work.  Worrying about Remus.  But all the dittany and salves wouldn’t do for him any good if he didn’t rest.  She’d left him with a sleeping potion, telling him to take it if he found he wasn’t yet exhausted enough to sleep.  More correctly, she thought he wouldn’t take it because he would want to be awake to talk to Sirius, and so she had simply left it on the table beside him, in case he wanted it.

She closed the door behind her gently, leaning against it and letting out a long breath as she did.  She paused here a moment, gathering herself.  Because when she opened her eyes she knew Sirius would be there.  Opening her eyes, they found Sirius quickly.  “He’s resting,” she said, her voice soft.