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worldfromafar) wrote2007-10-27 12:11 pm
worldfromafar) wrote2007-10-27 12:11 pm
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Full moon & the morning after...
ooc: First part is backdated to last night (full moon). Second part is open to anyone in the house.
The previous evening Remus had left Grimmauld so he could go to Headquarters and use the room in the basement that Sirius had prepared a couple of months ago for him. He had kept to himself, not wanting to disturb or bother the occupants there, and once he was locked in the room he added silencing and protection charms so he would keep himself as isolated as possible in case the wolf decided to try and make a break for it. No one would be able to hear him or approach the door, on either side, until the morning when the charms would lift on their own.
Tonks had stayed with Maisie, to accompany her during her transformation, which Remus understood and preferred. He didn't want their little girl to spend another transformation alone ever again, and he felt more at ease that she and James would be there keeping her company. If things things were 'normal' in this transformation of his, and if things in general were back to normal, he would suggest an outing the next month and the months after that. The Marauders, Scorpius and Maisie (and even Harry and Tonks if they wanted to join them) would be able to enjoy the outdoors on a full moon how they had done so many years ago.
It was that thought that he tried to concentrate on as his body started to shift. On his family. His friends. On hope that he was wrong, and that his transformations could be controlled once more by the Wolfsbane potion...
The pain he was so used to, yet unfamiliar still in some ways, took over as he transformed and for the first few minutes his mind seemed to go blank. As far as Remus was concerned there was nothing. No light. No sounds. Just a blinding darkness and a deafening silence.
...and then it happened. His hearing and vision cleared and his mind was back even if his human form wasn't. He, the wolf he changed into, was on the same spot, laying down against the wall.
The wolf had taken over, only briefly, but not long enough to try anything against others. The door had been charmed on his end to shock him should he try to go near it - he would rather hurt himself than hurt others, honestly - and nothing of the sort had happened. He was just restless, wanting to run freely how he had been thinking of earlier and how he had done so many years ago with his best friends.
But that would have to wait. The relief that he was feeling was enough to appease that restlessness for the rest of the night.
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How he had managed to make it back to Grimmauld the next morning he would never really know.
As soon as he transformed back to normal and was able to stand on his own he had changed into some clean clothes before making his way back home. Tonks was supposed to show up later to help him apparate back, once she had gotten Maisie settled, but Remus refused to wait. It was a lot to gamble, trying to apparate even if he hadn't slept and his body was trying to adjust, but that didn't matter. It didn't matter how much his body was shaking as it readjusted, how sore or agitated he was, or how his brow was sweating slightly from all the effort and strain he was putting his body through after a transformation.
None of that mattered. He just wanted to make sure Maisie was all right, and he wanted to share the news that things had been mostly normal. As close to normal as he could ever ask for and that made him so happy no matter how he felt or might look.
Normal. As he walked as quietly and as quickly as he could into the house so he could look for Tonks he couldn't help but smile very faintly as the word popped into his head. He was really starting to love that word, and that concept, far more than he had ever done in the past.
The previous evening Remus had left Grimmauld so he could go to Headquarters and use the room in the basement that Sirius had prepared a couple of months ago for him. He had kept to himself, not wanting to disturb or bother the occupants there, and once he was locked in the room he added silencing and protection charms so he would keep himself as isolated as possible in case the wolf decided to try and make a break for it. No one would be able to hear him or approach the door, on either side, until the morning when the charms would lift on their own.
Tonks had stayed with Maisie, to accompany her during her transformation, which Remus understood and preferred. He didn't want their little girl to spend another transformation alone ever again, and he felt more at ease that she and James would be there keeping her company. If things things were 'normal' in this transformation of his, and if things in general were back to normal, he would suggest an outing the next month and the months after that. The Marauders, Scorpius and Maisie (and even Harry and Tonks if they wanted to join them) would be able to enjoy the outdoors on a full moon how they had done so many years ago.
It was that thought that he tried to concentrate on as his body started to shift. On his family. His friends. On hope that he was wrong, and that his transformations could be controlled once more by the Wolfsbane potion...
The pain he was so used to, yet unfamiliar still in some ways, took over as he transformed and for the first few minutes his mind seemed to go blank. As far as Remus was concerned there was nothing. No light. No sounds. Just a blinding darkness and a deafening silence.
...and then it happened. His hearing and vision cleared and his mind was back even if his human form wasn't. He, the wolf he changed into, was on the same spot, laying down against the wall.
The wolf had taken over, only briefly, but not long enough to try anything against others. The door had been charmed on his end to shock him should he try to go near it - he would rather hurt himself than hurt others, honestly - and nothing of the sort had happened. He was just restless, wanting to run freely how he had been thinking of earlier and how he had done so many years ago with his best friends.
But that would have to wait. The relief that he was feeling was enough to appease that restlessness for the rest of the night.
How he had managed to make it back to Grimmauld the next morning he would never really know.
As soon as he transformed back to normal and was able to stand on his own he had changed into some clean clothes before making his way back home. Tonks was supposed to show up later to help him apparate back, once she had gotten Maisie settled, but Remus refused to wait. It was a lot to gamble, trying to apparate even if he hadn't slept and his body was trying to adjust, but that didn't matter. It didn't matter how much his body was shaking as it readjusted, how sore or agitated he was, or how his brow was sweating slightly from all the effort and strain he was putting his body through after a transformation.
None of that mattered. He just wanted to make sure Maisie was all right, and he wanted to share the news that things had been mostly normal. As close to normal as he could ever ask for and that made him so happy no matter how he felt or might look.
Normal. As he walked as quietly and as quickly as he could into the house so he could look for Tonks he couldn't help but smile very faintly as the word popped into his head. He was really starting to love that word, and that concept, far more than he had ever done in the past.
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A beat.
"I was thinking earlier... How about we go out next month, on the next full moon? All of us again. We can take Maisie and Scorpius and see if they can outrun the Marauders."