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15 July 2002 Holding - Morning

The bland cup of coffee should have served as a bad omen, leaving Lavender’s nose wrinkling when she set the mug down. She had opted for giving the new situation a chance though and was quick to discover things were rather disappointing. Bland looking bathrooms, no hairbrush, and no makeup in sight. It was quite the travesty for the newly returned teenager.

“The room of requirement had a better living situation than this,” She muttered once she exited the bathroom, taking a moment to look over the others that appeared to share the same fate as her. There were few familiar faces - the few people she recognized counting as people she doubted would want to deal with her or her antics.

“Right,” She called out when she neared one of the other returned, having grown tired of aimlessly wandering in an attempt at getting a feel of the new space. “Is there anything to do for fun in here or are they deliberately giving us nothing to do to see if one of us dies of boredom?”

Looking up at his former pupil as she addressed him, Remus’s surprise quickly changed into a wry smile. “I think you’ll find rather quickly that the Ministry has little thought for more than the bottom line. They’ve given us as much thought as they can reasonably get by with, and that certainly doesn’t include anything as extraneous as entertainment.” He shook his head. “Hell, it took a riot for them to give us tea and coffee, Merlin forbid they go so far as to offer a few books.”

He’d never given Lavender much thought before, beyond her being another Gryffindor in Harry’s year. It wasn’t anything against her per se, but he attempted to keep a professional distance from most of his students (yes, yes, there were exceptions). Now though, he was no longer a professor, and he’d already heard the whispers of what had happened to her.

Greyback. It was enough that they were in a situation unique to only those around them, but then there was also this demon to share. A nightmare that Remus wouldn’t have wished on anyone. He wasn’t certain how or if she was coping with the situation, but if she wanted someone to talk to then he certainly wasn’t going to turn her away.

#lavlavbrown #lavender: ministry woes #date: 15 july 2002

spareheir:

8 July 2002 Holding - Afternoon

Barely a week into things and still no sign of his brother. There was truthfully no reason for Sirius to be on his mind. Returning from the dead and grappling with the fact that nearly three decades had passed since his unfortunate demise should have been the priority. There was a nagging thought in the back of his mind that left him wanting to know more about his brother - more than the little bit of information he was given once he opted for complying with the person that demanded he answer too many questions to keep track of.

He had taken to sulking in the room he and the others were detained in, having claimed a corner for himself. Halfhearted glares and a genuine look of disinterest earned him a little bit of space at first but he was growing rather tired of maintaining a moody exterior. Sleep was barely happening and he had planned to continue the attempts at not doing so but the overwhelming thoughts of needing to know what happened to his brother were bordering on unavoidable.

“I can’t keep doing this,” He muttered and slumped against the section of wall he had claimed. “How is it the bastard’s managed to haunt me in… whatever the hell this existence is?”

The first several days of holding, Remus had felt nearly catatonic in his depression. However in a place like this there was very little to do but think, and he was slowly pulling himself out of it as best he could. His main driving force was thoughts of the four year old that was waiting on him on the outside. He wondered constantly what others had told the boy about him, and what it would be like trying to fit himself back into his life.

As he shook himself out of this state as best he could, he began taking more note of his surroundings. There were familiar faces all around, but one that kept drawing his attention back to him was Regulus. They had their heart to heart at the start of his stay, but Remus hadn’t really spoken much to him since. Looking at him now, he felt slightly guilty about this.

Lupin knew he wasn’t the only one going through it right now. The Return, or perhaps everyone’s deaths prior to it, was clearly traumatic to many. That felt all the more evident with those that he had actually known, and Regulus more so than most. Sure Sirius had been bitter about their relationship until the very end, but Remus knew that things had never been so black and white with the siblings. After speaking with the younger man, there wasn’t a doubt in his mind that Sirius would have wanted him to look out for him. He could practically hear him now. ‘Don’t let him fuck up again, Moony.’

Heaving a heavy sigh, Remus wandered over to the younger Black sibling, noticing he was muttering to himself, but not quite making out the words. Remus made no greeting to him and merely slumped down sitting next to him. “Talking to yourself is supposed to be one of the first signs you’ve crack, y’know. Decide to give the Black madness another go the second time around?”

#spareheir #regulus: holding redux #date: 8 july 2002

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You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?

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