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*  mizundcrstood      /       teddy  lupin .

Teddy wasn’t sure what he had done - it was odd, the way the man was reacting just after he said his name. Did he do something wrong? Maybe he had something wrong with his face? Unconciously his hand went to his hair, rubbing his hand through his hair before landing on his neck and rubbing the back, he felt weird. Uncomfortable and as such his hair quickly shifted from the normal brunette to a bright blue without realizing he did it.

His face clearly shows his nervousness - wondering yet again if he had said something wrong. But no - thinking about it, he hadn’t really - there was nothing wrong with what he said or did. But then the questions returned and he thought about it, he couldn’t remember much about his grandfather - on either side really - although he knows his Grandmothers husband died not long before he was born, hence his first name. His Father’s father though - he had been alive when he was younger, and he ahd met the man at least once or twice growing up.

“Uh. Yeah. Yeah I am -  He is - was, my grandfather. Why? Do you know him?” He was more curious now by the questioning and had a few questions himself, “Wait - is he here as well?”

❝    ---------    no .    no ,  that’s  not  possible .    ❞            remus  tears  his  curious  glance  from  the  now  bright  blue  hair  of  the  boy .   he  may  be  utterly  confused  at  things  but  he’s  confident  on  that  statement .   whether  his  father  had  siblings  remus  never  knew  of  or  not  is  something  he  can’t  answer ,  but  he’s  certain  he’d  know  if  he  himself  had  siblings .   remus  was  an  only  child  with  a  condition  that  had  him  long  ago  accept  the  fact  he’d  have  an  unwed   &   childless  life .            ❝    i  do  know  him ,  and  i  know  he’s  not  here ,  but  i  also  know  that  you  can’t  be  his  grandson .   lyall  lupin  has  no  grandchildren .   he  has  only  one  son  and  that  son  has  no  children  of  his  own  nor  will  he  ever  have  children .   i  think  i’d  know  that .    ❞

what  sort  of  odd  thing  to  claim .   what  kind  of  delusion ,  what  sort  of  bizarre  jo   ------    a  joke !    a  prank .   a  bloody  weird  one  but  that  had  to  be  what  this  was ,  right ?    why  else  would  some  stranger  claim  to  be  his  child ?     &   a  metamorphagus  ;   he  could  change  his  appearance  to  look  related  to  remus !    sighing ,  remus’  eyes  give  such  a  roll  that  his  head  rolls  with  them .    he  fixes  his  stare ,  unamused ,  at  the  boy .

❝    did  james  and  sirius  put  you  up  to  this ?    is  that  what  this  is  all  about ?   how  much  did  they  pay  you ?    ❞            those  two  bastards .   bet  they  were  watching  this  snickering  somewhere .    sometimes  he’d  find  the  little  pranks  they  threw  at  him  a  bit  ridiculous  enough  to  chuckle  at  but  this  time  this  was  just   ---    stupid .    really  not  their  best  work  at  all .            ❝    you  can  tell  those  dragon  sized  shits  that  this  isn’t  funny ,  you  know .    ❞

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*  starlitmcons      /       benjy  fenwick .

he froze when the other spoke, eyes widening. Okay.. this had to be serious. Benjy pursed his lips together before he looked down. “Yes. right. Full moon. Um.” He honestly didn’t know what to do. He was inwardly freaking out. He never knew how to help Remus in these kinds of situations.  Benjy honestly didn’t know how to handle all this; he usually hid his own pain with jokes and alcohol but this was Remus. And he knew what happened to him during the full moon. “I-I don’t…I mean… I have some…handcuffs… rope…. I don’t know how that’s gonna help…” he looked at the other in concern, his breathe hitching in his throat. His hands reached out for the person of his affection but only for a moment before he placed them down at his sides. “The forest? But— you might wander back into town..”

not  a  single  joke .   remus  sighs  as  he  pushes  his  hair  out  of  his  face .   he’s  relieved  that  the  situation  has  seemed  to  sober  benjy  from  his  usual  personality  but  he  can  also  the  the  panic   &   bits  of  fear  in  his  friend’s  eye .   what  he  is  causes  those  looks .    the  monster  causes  those  looks .   suddenly ,  remus  would  trade  anything  to  have  the  lewd  looks  benjy  casted  towards  him  rather  than  this .   anything  but  this .

❝     no ,  those  won’t  be  near  enough  to  hold  me   ---   maybe  if  you  enchant  them  but  even  then  it’s  too  much  a  risk .    taking  me  into  the  forrest  as  deep  as  possible  is  our  best  bet .     ❞          benjy  was  right ,  though .   remus’  hope  was  that  he  would  be  too  curious  of  the  new  area ,  too  determined  to  claim  new  territory ,  to  wander  back  but  if  he  were  to  catch  sent  of  the  humans  in  the  town  then  there  was  no  telling  what  the  wolf  would  do .   distraction .   distraction  was  what  he  needed .           ❝     james .  sirius .  both  or  either  of  them ,  do  you  know  if  they’re  here ,  too ?   they  can  help ,  they  can  keep  me  from  coming  into  town .     ❞          peter ,  he  supposed ,  could  help  too  but  not  quite  well  enough  on  his  own .   if  he  could  only  have  one  of  them ,  he’d  need  a  larger  animal .

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*  beautiful-disastcr·       /        dean  winchester .

Dean isn’t someone that shows concern too often but there was something extremely suspicious and awkward about this man in front of him. He seemed nervous, uneasy and the way he hesitated about in his explanation of being sick, Dean couldn’t help but eye him suspiciously. It wasn’t hard to tell it was nothing more than a crock of something but something in the man’s voice raised suspicion if maybe there was a dark, evil creature of the night hidden deeply inside of him. He crossed his arms across his chest and nodded slowly and unassuredly in the man’s direction, “Uh huh… sick, huh? Blood-thirsty evil monster kind of sick?” What would be the chances he would run into something like that in this town? His interest was piqued as he looked him up and down, he seemed nice enough as Dean began to pace around him in a circle, “and what sort of blood-thirsty evil monster doesn’t trust themselves around people? Vampire? maybe even a werewolf? scared of a little full moon, huh?” His tone not exactly friendly, “Don’t worry, Princess, it’s more dangerous for you to be around me than me around you.” It was definitely a threat as he drew his gun, pointing it at the seemingly innocent person in front of him, “So what are you? Twilight or fucking American Werewolf in London? Even though, we aren’t exactly in London right now, are we?” 

he  will  distract  from  the  the  unknown  truth   &   he  can  do  it  with  magnificent  ease ,  but   if  someone  confronts  him ,  particularly  with  this ,  remus  lupin  will  not  lie .     he  will  hide  what  he  is ,  but  never  deny  it .    the  man’s  words  bring  his  jaw  to  tighten ,  thick  defense  walls  join  his  panic .   darkened  shame  &   hurt  come  in  his  expression  but  so  does  defiance .    perhaps  he  is  not  proud ,  but  he  cannot  change  what  he  is .              ❝     i  don’t  want  to  hurt  anyone .     ❞            a  statement  ;  a  swear .   he  seriously  doubts  the  man’s  words  of  being  the  bigger  danger ,  even  when  the  gun  is  pulled .   the  gun ,  though ,  is  a  surprise  after  staring  down  so  many  wands .   muggles  could  be  werewolves ,  he  supposes  there  could  be  muggles  that  knew   &   despised  them  just  as  well .    remus  wrist  twists  slightly ,  feeling  the  tip  of  his  wand  concealed  within  his  sleeve .            ❝     sundown  is  in  around  an  hour ,  the  moon  is  supposed  to  rise  only  two  hours  after  that .    i  am  just  trying  to  get  out  of  town ,  away  from  anyone .   please .     ❞

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*  fcghtthefcght·      /        arthur  pendragon .

“This better not poison the boy because I know Gaius said this is a bad thing and I am not killing this boy.”  Arthur called from the top step as he goes down to the room to get all of the valuables out of there.  He has no idea why this needs to be done or why Merlin wants to poison him but maybe it’s something Arthur shouldn’t know about.  He means magic things are still new to him and well he is slowly getting over his fear of it so right now all this magic stuff is confusing to him.   He grabs the bottle of aconite and shakes it, looking at it  “Merlin better know what he’s doing.”  Arthur mused quietly as he pockets it and heads back upstairs.

merlin  did   no  more  than  roll  his  eyes  at  arthur’s  comment  from  the  stairs .   he  led  remus  to  a  stool  by  the  kitchen  counter  before  going  to  his  cauldron   &   remus  watched  him  pinch  some  dust  from  a  bowl  before  sprinkling  it  in .    it  was  silent  for  a  moment  between  them  as  merlin  brewed .   remus  was  the  one  to  break  it .         ❝    i  really  do  hope  you’re  not  planning  on  killing  me .    ❞          in  response ,  merlin  scoffed ,  smiled ,   &   shook  his  head .           ❝    no ,  i’m  not ,  promise .   this  potion  dulls  the  aconite ,  at  least  for  werewolves ,  so  it’s  not  lethal .   if  arthur  were  drinking  this  that’d  be  a  different  story  but  if  you  drink  it  the  worst  it’ll  do  will  make  you  sleepy .   it  should  calm  you  temperament  after  your  transformation ,  too .   it  won’t   . . .   i  wasn’t  able  to  add  anything  to  dull  the  transformation  itself ,  though .   this  potion  takes  two  weeks ,  usually ,  to  prepare .   i’ve  had  to   . . .   make  a  few  changes .    ❞

arthur  rejoined  them  by  this  point ,  which  merlin  smiled  about  as  he  went  to  take  the  bottle   &   thank  arthur .     he  uncorked  the  bottle  as  he  went  back  to  the  cauldron .   he  measured  out  a  bit  of  the  poison  before  carefully  adding  to  the  batch .    the  liquid  hissed  until  it  was  drowned  by  a  soft  bubble  then  it  stood  still .    he  ladled  out  a  some   &   grabbed  a  nearby  glass  to  pour  it  in .           ❝    here  :   should  be  perfect .   you’ve  got  to  drink  the  whole  thing   . . .   sorry  about  the  taste  in  advance .    ❞

remus  takes  the  glass ,  giving  a  thankful  smile  to  merlin  then  nodding  to  arthur .   he  hesitated  a  moment ,  glancing  down  at  the  silvery  liquid ,  then  took  a  deep  breath .   looking  up  once  more ,  he  held  up  the  glass  in  toast .         ❝    cheers  then .    ❞         before  he  could  change  his  mind  he  brought  the  glass  to  his  lips   &   tips  it  back .    it  tastes  musky ,  like  drinking  smoke   . . .   or  an  old  boot .   he  makes  a  face  but  he  drains  the  glass .   when  it’s  empty  he  smacks  his  lips   &   sets  the  glass  aside .   he  stares  at  his  hands  when  he  speaks  next .           ❝    time  to  lock  me  up  then ,  yeah ?    ❞           he  doesn’t  see  merlin ,  but  he  hears  him  speak .          ❝    we’ll  be  here  to  help  in  the  morning   . . .   arthur ,  i’m  just  going  to  clean  up  some .   just    . . .   take  him  to  the  guest  bedroom .   lock  the  door  behind  him  an’    ------    an’  if  i’m  not  down  there  by  the  time  the  moon  rises ,  don’t  open  the  door .   no  matter  what  you  hear .    ❞

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Lily Evans: What if I implement a no-pets policy in the house?

James Potter: Well, hell, man, you can't throw Remus out like that.

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*  mischiefismagick·     /       james  sirius  potter .

“They sound really cool.”  James says,  now hanging from the branch because the eldest Potter child is always bored.  “Woah there handsome.  I gave you a tidbit on my personal life…you at LEAST have to take me out to dinner or something and show me the muggle life first.  Make a boy feel comfortable.”  James teased with a wink.

a  scoff .   they’re  a  bunch  of  idiots   . . .    but ,  yeah ,  they  were  alright .    remus  wouldn’t  call  them  his  friends  if  they  weren’t .   he  chuckles ,  shaking  his  head  before  looking  down   &   for  a  moment  of  thinking  how  his  friends  would  have  egged  him  on  to  go  with  this .   remus  wasn’t  exactly  the  flirtatious  type  by  any  means ,  he  would  never  initiate  it  ever ,  or  hardly  so  at  least ,  but  he’d  sometimes  respond  if  he  felt  comfortable  enough .   nothing  pressing ,  something  casual .   it’s  two  nights  before  the  full  moon .   he’s  sure  he  looks  like  he  hasn’t  slept  in  some  days ,  at  least ,    &   he  feels  somewhat  weak   . . .    but ,  oh ,  what  the  hell .    he  looks  back  up ,  smirking .          ❝     cheeky .   fine ,  though .   are  you  free  tonight ?   i’ve  found  at  least  one  place  here  that  has  food  i  can  deem  fairly  decent .   no  fake  butterbeer  either .     ❞

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* mischiefismagick·      /        james  sirius  potter .

“It’s a long story with my dad.  See my dad’s a half blood.  My grandfather was a pureblood and my grandmum a muggleborn.  He never met them either and lived with his aunt and uncle.  Dad told me stories about how a bunch of chimera bait they were.”  James says, finally getting in a tree.  “And I spend more time back in the wizarding world anyways.  I’d probably destroy the muggle world with how I am.”  He jokes.  

❝     sometimes  i  think  the  same  about  my  friends  if  i  set  them  loose  on  the  muggle  world ,  but  i  suppose  mum  always  liked  them .   though ,  she’s  used  to  it  all  and  then  some .   don’t  think  they  would  have  ever  dared  played  any  stupid  trick  on  her ,  anyhow .   fucking  bastards  played  a  couple  of  angels  around  her .    ❞            he  chuckles ,  but  it  was  true .   his  friends  had  always  been  on  their  best  behaviors  around  hope  lupin ,  which  remus  was  glad  for .   his  mother  was  already  out  of  her  element  with  the  entire  wizarding  world  alone ,  then  she  had  to  equip  herself  to  raise  a  werewolf ?   she  had  enough  stress .   remus  chews  his  lip  some   &   feels  a  sense  of  foreboding  sadness  but  continues  on  anyhow .           ❝     your  father’s  parents ,  your  grandparents ,  what   . . .   exactly  happened  with  them  that  lead  him  to  grow  up  with  his  aunt  and  uncle ?    if  you’re  alright  with  me  asking .     ❞            might  be  too  personal  a  question ,  coming  from  a  stranger .

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*  mischiefismagick·      /       james  sirius  potter .

“Muggles are so cool.  Wish dad told me about this cream soda though.  Would have been easier to tell the difference.”  James grumbled.  “Sort of last… .ohhh that makes sense.  Sorry mate.  Certain things go in the ear and leave and others stick.”  James says with a shrug.  “I take it you lived with the muggles?”  James asks, already ditching the soda and trying to get comfy in a tree by reaching for a branch.

certain  things  going  one  ear   &   out  the  other .    remus  chuckles ,  that’s  far  from  anything  he’s  not  used  to .    as  he  watches  the  boy ,  one  hand  in  a  pocket  the  other  still  holding  his  drink ,  he  feels  some  vague  sense  of  deja  vu .    perhaps  a  bit  in  personality ,  he  didn’t  know  this  boy  well  at  all  enough  to  know ,  but  certainly  in  looks  it  felt  like  watching  a  restless  james  potter .          ❝     knowing  about  one  muggle  soda  makes  me  that  easy  to  guess ,  huh ?     ❞          he  smiles  then  nods .         ❝     just  one  muggle   :   my  mum .    i  wasn’t  really  allowed  out  much  as  a  child  so ,  to  help ,  she’d  bring  me  all  sorts  of  things  and  since  she  didn’t  know  much  of  the  wizarding  world  she’d  always  bring  muggle  things .    i  take  it  you  didn’t  live  with  muggles ?     your  dad  did  though ?     ❞

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*  mischiefismagick·       /         james  sirius  potter .

“Cream soda ?  What’s cream soda ?  And why don’t people just…announce it as cream soda and stop falsely advertising. It’s like going to see the Weird Sister and it turns out who’s actually playing is some old woman coughing for an hour.  Unexpected and unpleasant.”  

❝     muggle  soda .     ❞             simple  explanation ,  one  he’s  used  to  giving  being  the  only  one  with  a  muggle  parent  between  james   &   sirius .    a  muggle  parent  that  actively  worked  to  incorporate  muggle  things  in  his  life  at  that .            ❝     well  they  can’t  have  real  butterbeer ,  can  they ?    they’re  muggles .   they’re  just  trying  to  have  their  own ,  i  guess .    besides ,  it’d  be  false  advertising  to  call  it  cream  soda ,  too .   i  said  that  it  sort  of  tastes  like  cream  soda ,  not  that  it  is .     ❞

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*  fcghtthefcght·      /       arthur  pendragon .

“I have no idea.  I’m not really…well I don’t have magic so I’m trusting Merlin on this.”  Arthur says, hoping this doesn’t kill the kid because this kid has seen too much already to just die on him.  “I’m Arthur Pendragon.  It’s a pleasure to meet you.”  

no  magic .    odd   ---    he  certainly  knew  a  lot  about  it ,  or  at  least  of  it .   perhaps  he  was  married  to  some  witch .   or  wizard ,  depending  on  how  close  he   &   this  merlin  were .    merlin   &   arthur  pendragon .    remus  scoffed  about  it  as  they  walked .    either  that  was  the  biggest  coincidence ,  someone  was  lying ,  or  perhaps  maybe  this  man  was  a  squib   &   worked  for  the  ministry .    he   &   merlin  were  doing  undercover  work ,  maybe ,   &   they  were  code  names   . . .    bit  terrible  ones ,  but  he  doesn’t  know  how  else  to  explain  it .

when  they  get  to  the  house  things  happen  rather  fast .   the  get  inside ,  remus  shuffling  in  behind  arthur ,   &   it’s  only  moments  after  the  door  is  shut  behind  them  that  a  man ,  just  shorter  than  remus  with  messy  dark  hair   &   sharp  cheekbones ,  pops  his  head  around  the  corner   &   looks ,  first ,  to  arthur  then  to  remus .    stepping  from  around  the  corner ,  he  holds  his  hand  out  to  remus .           ❝     hello ,  not  a  lot  of  time  for  greetings ,  i’m  afraid .   full  moon  rises  at  nine  thirty  tonight  we’ve  got  just  about  an  hour .     ❞            when  remus ,  assuming  this  must  be  arthur’s  friend ,  takes  merlin’s  hand  he’s  tugged  forward .   before  remus  is  officially  lead  away ,  merlin  looks  pointedly  to  arthur .          ❝     go  downstairs ,  clean  out  the  guest  bedroom  by  the  stairs  of  anything  too    . . .    breakable .    the  bed’ll  have  to  just  stay  but  if  this  potion  goes  faulty  then  i  don’t  want ,  you  know ,  everything  in  there  shattered .    and  grab  me  another  bottle  of  aconite  from  the  cupboard  while  down  there .   should  be  labeled .     ❞           remus  winced  a  bit  before  he’s  led  away  to  the  kitchen  where  a  cauldron ,  surrounded  by  a  scattered  mess  of  ingredients   &   prep ,  is  set  up  with  mist  coming  off  a  soft  silvery ,  musky  smelling  potion .

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*  mischiefismagick·      /       james  sirius  potter .

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James Sirius spits out the fake butterbeer soda and makes a face at it.  “Muggles ruined a perfectly good drink !  There is no froth or even deliciousness to be found !  I don’t think this was made by wizards” 

remus  chuckles ,  lifting  the  drink  to  his  lips  to  sip  at  it .    no ,  it’s  not  butterbeer  by  any  means ,  but  he  wouldn’t  say  it’s  terrible .           ❝     that’s  probably  because  i  don’t  think  it  was  made  by  wizards .    can’t  say  i  mind  it  though ,  just  sort  of  tastes  like   . . .   cream  soda .   or  butterscotch .   long  as  you  don’t  expect  butterbeer  when  you  drink  it  it’s  not  bad .     ❞

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*  mizundcrstood·      /        teddy  lupin .

Merlin Teddy missed his friends, so far he hadn’t seem to have had the luck of running into anyone that he really knew.  It was well.. worrisome to say the least. He was clearly in a strange place, a place that he didn’t know - with no idea how in the world he had ended up here. THe only thing that made any sense was if it was magic, but then there was the concern of - who did this, and why.

Of course, now he had run into someone - someone who did seem familiar, although Teddy couldn’t seem to place just how this guy was so familiar to him. He certainly wasn’t someone from school, maybe he was someone who his Godfather new, at least that would make some sense right?

He couldn’t place his finger on it though, the face was so familiar, yet he was sure he should remember the man if he was someone he knew. RIght? THis was certainly a puzzling situation and it was clearly bothering the young man that he didn’t seem to be able to place who this was and why he was so familiar.

“Uh, Oh! My apologies-  please forgive my rudeness for not introducing myself.” He shook his head quickly, a slightly awkward smile crossing his face as he held out his hand, “Teddy Lupin at your service! Pleased to meet you - I mean, I think so - I swear I know you from somewhere.. have you been the paper before maybe?” There it was again.. trying to place the face, the reason this was so odd… WHY was he so familiar?

flickers  of  thoughts  on  their  whereabouts   &   how  they  got  there  are  blown  out  like  candle  in  his  mind .    lupin .    the  boy  mentions  his  name   &  even  remus ,  so  talented  at  masking  most  emotion ,  fixes  him  with  a  look  of  utter  confusion  that  crinkles  at  his  nose .    lupin .    it’s  not  like  it  was  a  common  surname .   realistically ,  there  were  bound  to  be  other  lupins  out  there  unrelated  to  him  but  probability  of  him  happening  to  meet  one  was  far  from  likely .   at  any  rate ,  he  had  far  too  much  a  nagging  feeling  that  this  wasn’t  a  chance  situation .

he  didn’t  know  much  of  his  extended  family ,  if  he  had  any .   he  thinks  his  mother  mentioned  a  cousin  of  her’s  once ,  but  that  was  all .   on  his  father’s  side ,  he  had  met  his  grandmother ,  once  that  he  could  remember ,  but  upon  her  discovering  what  he  was  it  hadn’t  gone  very  well .    she  died ,  not  long  after ,  when  he  was  eight .    other  than  that    ------    he’s  not  sure  his  father  had  any  siblings .    if  he  did ,  he  never  spoke  of  them .   

but  that  had  to  be  it ,  though ,  didn’t  it ?    it  couldn’t  be  someone  from  his  mother’s  side ,  not  with  his  father’s  surname ,   &   the  surname  also  narrowed  it  down  to  it  most  likely  being  relation  to  a  brother  of  his  father’s .   an  uncle .   remus  never  suspected  he  had  an  uncle  before  but ,  with  no  other  explanation  at  the  moment ,  he  certainly  began  suspecting  that  he  did   &   that  he  had  a  cousin  at  that .    it  would  certainly  explain  bits  of  familiarity  for  the  both  of  them ,  seeing  as  they  could  simply  being  picking  out  family  genes .

❝    no  i   ---   i’ve  never  been  in  the  paper  but  ---    ❞          a  beat  of  pause  for  a  small  breath .    he  could  run  his  mind  mad  on  speculation  but  things  are  far  simpler  to  just  ask  sometimes .             ❝    are  you   . . .    related  to  a  lyall  lupin ?    ❞

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*  mizundcrstood·      /        sirius  black .

As much as Sirius hated that Remus went through this every single bloody month, as much as he hated the pain he so often saw cross the others face - particularly when Remus thought no one would notice - he did like to see those moments, the ones right before Remus realized where he was - or what had just happened. Those moments where just for a brief seconds, a few brief moments when Remus looked at piece - so calm and relaxed, not troubles or worries or fears. He enjoyed watching Remus in those moments of sleep - or relaxation when his mind wasn’t running and thinking about all the crap he had been dealt in life.

But then he’d start to wake, shifting and slowly moving. Light mumbles and grumbles and then Remus would open his eyes. Sirius had always liked Remus’s eyes, and seeing them pulled a small smile onto his face as he nodded - his own eyes darting over, watching out of the corner of his eye to make sure that Remus could indeed sit up without any help. He was ready if Remus needed the help, but as he managed without it, Sirius offered a small grin.

“Wasn’t a real bad one considering we’re in a different place than Moony is used to.” SIrius shrugged slightly, stretching his own arms above his head as he spoke. “Think he might have even liked the change of scenery to be honest. I got a change of clothes for you, and the hot chocolate when you feel up to it. If you’re hungry let me know.” He gave a simple nod before glancing around himself, it was nice out here - one of the reasons he had basically lived out here for a month.

“We’re in a little place I found when I first arrived here, there is a cave nearby - “, he gestured in the direction as he spoke, “I stayed in for a bit too, it’s far enough from people - made sure we were hanging out around here last night.” Maybe it was because of him having been here for so long before that Moony hadn’t caused as much trouble as he could have - sure he had beaten up some of the trees a lot, and he was sure there had been a dead rabbit - but there hadn’t been any sign of others and it had almost been relaxing really - the scent of Padfoot was something Moony knew - something that was around this area a lot from his time living out here.

waking  up   to  a  few  minor  scratches   &   shoulder  bruising  was  the  equivalent  of  getting  a  spa  treatment  at  a  five  star  hotel  in  terms  of  transformations .    remus  knew  agony  like  an  old  friend .    he’d  woken  up  with  broken  limbs ,  snapped  angrily  during  a  bad  transition .    he’d  passed  out  in  puddles  of  his  own  blood   &   bile .    he’d  ripped  open  his  own  skin  more  times  than  he  could  count   &   more  than  once  had  to  have  madame  pomfrey     (   the  saint  of  a  woman   )     dig  out  his  own  wolfish  teeth  that  got  dislodged  in  wounds  deep  in  his  leg .     this  was  far  from  what  could  be  considered  a  ‘ real  bad  one ’ .

beneath  his  lips ,  remus’s  tongue  runs  along  the  front  of  his  top  teeth .    there’s  a  slick ,  metallic  taste  above  any  plaque .    there’s  often  blood  in  his  mouth ,  residue  from  his  gums  having  to  spit  out   &   regrow  teeth ,  but  there’s  also  an  erratic ,  intense  memory  that  flashes  in  his  mind  to  chasing   &   ripping  apart  a  rabbit .   he  leans  over  to  the  side ,  away  from  sirius ,   &   spits  out  a  mixture  of  saliva   &   blood  onto  the  ground .    he  does  it  again ,  clearing  away  at  least  most  the  taste ,  before  sighing   &   shifting  back .             

❝     well ,  i’m  not  puking  so  i’d  say  so .    that’s  always  a  positive .    and  i  did ,  actually ,  yeah .   like  the  change  of  scenery ,  i  mean .     ❞              i ,  never  him .    remus  wouldn’t  talk  about  the  wolf  in  the  third  person ,  not  like  his  friends  did .    with  all  the  memories ,  pulsating   &   adrenaline  fueled  as  they  were ,  he  couldn’t  separate  moony   (  his  nickname ,  always ,  at  the  end  of  the  day  )   from  remus .            ❝     left  room  to  explore .    and  the  trees  being  attacked  was  me  marking  territory .    ❞            he  had  gotten  into  the  habit  of  that  as  a  wolf ,  claiming  territory .    particularly  after  his  loyal  three  creatures  began  following  around ,  he’d  become  quite  dominate  in  nature  as  a  wolf .     an  alpha  mentality .

elbows  beginning  to  ache    &    the  rest  of  him  too  sore  to  fully  sit  himself  up ,  remus  slides  himself  down  to  lay  down  again  now  flat  on  his  back .    he  stares  at  the  sky  visible  between  trees .    his  ribs  shake  as  he  draws  in  a  deep  breath  then  releases  it  in  a  long  sigh .            ❝    just    ---    water ,  actually ,  would  be  lovely  for  now .    if  you’ve  any  of  that .    ❞             his  head  turns  to  look  at  his  friend   &   he  dawns  another  softer ,  fond  look  to  him .    even  back  home ,  he  hadn’t  seen  sirius  enough  in  too  long .    the  war  was  pressing  him  thin   &   pushed  him  out  to  werewolf  dens  where  he  sometimes  saw  the  worst  of  his  kind .    he’d  had  at  least  five  full  moons  in  a  row  before  now  without  any  of  his  friends .           ❝    and    . . .    thank  you .   sirius .   as  always .    ❞

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*  fcghtthefcght·      /       arthur  pendragon .

“He calls it…wolfsbane.  Don’t know what that does but it sounds ominous.”  Arthur says, fishing his pockets for the keys so he can enter easily.  “Yes of course !  Merlin knows what he’s doing.”  

 ❝    wolfsbane ?    like  aconite ?    i   thought  they  were  years  away  from  making  any  progress  with  the  effects  of  aconite  on  lycanthropy .    ❞             then  again ,  it  could  just  be  straight  poison .   aconite  was  deadly ,  to  humans   &   particularly  to  werewolves .    however ,  it’s  strong  effects  on  werewolves ,  he’s  heard ,  has  lead  researchers  to  try   &   dull  it  to  simply  sedate  rather  than  kill  a  werewolf .    but  those  were  rumors ,  barely  so ,   &   even  if  true  they  were  barely  in  the  making .    more  wariness  seeps  in  but  he  tries  to  cling  to  optimism .     he  hardly  had  much  choice .            ❝    i  hope  you’re  right   . . .    i’m   ---    remus ,  by  the  way .    ❞            they’d  missed  introductions  in  the  chaos  of  it  all .             ❝    remus  lupin .    ❞

[mssermoony]

@hcvrglcss

Shut up wolfie (Remus and Tonks :))

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*  mizundcrstood·     /       teddy  lupin .

Colorado was a strange place. But from what he remembered from reading in books - Colorado was a place in America. Now how did he end up in America - that was the main question on his mind. That and the fact that he had no memory of coming here… and well.. there was the barrier - a spell maybe? That was keeping him and everyone else in this town trapped.  It was highly scary to think about, not knowing even.

He had been trying to be polite, to not ask more than was welcome - but he needed information. Not knowing what was going on, it made him uncomfortable. He liked to understand and know things - understanding made it less worrying. It turned out however that perhaps not everyone felt the way he did.

Teddy sighed, listening to the person who actually did speak up. He gave his own slight shrug, “I guess that makes sense. I am just trying to work out more about this place and what brought us here though. It’s rather concerning really.” A small sigh escapes him as he offers a small smile of his own, finally turning to look at the man that spoke. There was a slight shift in his own smile, a small confusion crossing his face.

“Do.. Do I know you? You look… familiar..” He couldn’t quite place it though, where had he seen that face before?

that  made  two  of  them .   remus  was  glad  to  have  found  friends  here ,   some  new   &   some  old ,    &   even  more  glad  to  have  discovered  help   (  merlin’s  wolfsbane  potion  being  a  godsend  )   but  he  couldn’t  help  but  feel  a  vague  sense  of  uncomfortable .    it  was  all  too  strange ,  too  unexplainable    ---     for  a  man  who  just  stepped  out  from  a  war ,  it  set  him  on  edge .    calm  as  the  small  town  may  be ,  there  was  something  sinister  about  the  situation .

remus  would  have  replied  back  telling  the  other  this ,  would  have  discussed  the  problem  with  him  gladly ,  but  he  doesn’t  miss  the  flicker  of  confusion .   his  own  brows  raise  in  response ,  something  close  to  concern  in  his  gaze  as  to  what  would  bring  about  question  until  the  other  speaks .

familiar .   remus  didn’t  have  one  of  those  faces ,  especially  since  his  was  mauled  by  his  fair  share  of  scars .       (  a  jagged  white  gash  stretching  from  under  the  corner  of  one  eye ,  over  his  nose ,  to  the  corner  of  the  other .   a  slant  that  cut  through  his  left  eyebrow ,  narrowly  missing  his  eye .   three  claw  marks  that  cup  over  the  back  of  his  jaw  then  slice  to  the  underside  of  his  chin .   a  small  crisp  line  that  went  vertically  through  his  lips   &   then  stopped  when  it  reached  his  chin .  )        he  wasn’t  often  recognized  randomly  or ,  more  rarely ,  mistaken .    even  so ,  he  could  see  the  boy’s  point  when  it  was  brought  up .    there  was  something  he  felt  he  knew ,  vaguely ,  among  the  other’s  features  as  well .               ❝    maybe .   what’s  your  name ?    ❞

[mssermoony]

*  fcghtthefcght·     /      arthur  pendragon .

He reads the messages and nods, looking to the man.  “All right !  He said he’ll make you some potion to help and for me to get a room ready for you.  I have no idea why a room is needed but come on and quicken pace.”  

 don’t  take  potions  from  strangers .    you  were  taught  that  year  one  at  hogwarts .   still  remus’  brows  knit  together   &   there’s  a  slight  give  in  his  resistance .           ❝    potion ?    ❞            he  thinks  of  being  back  at  school ,  at  the  drafts   &   elixirs  that  madame  pomfrey  would  give  him  before  walking  him  to  the  shack  that  were  made  to  relax  someone’s  muscle  or  dull  pain .    they  helped ,  somewhat .   it  could  possibly  be  those    ------     or  it  could  be  he’s  walking  straight  towards  the  house  of  some  werewolf  hater   &   this  could  all  be  some  elaborate  trap  to  have  him  down  poison .   curiosity  keeps  him  moving  forward .           ❝    he  can  have  the  room  hold  me ?   i  won’t  escape ?    ❞