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hufflechamp, rockinradishes, sayshisname, bigbadpadfoot, and r_moony) in recaps. Cedric, Harry, Sirius, and Luna are used in this post with their permission.
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Remus knows well enough the history of the Trizard Tournament. Not only from the stories and tales that usually run among wizards and witches whenever the subject comes up, but because he has read as much as he can about it. Especially now, that Harry is in the tournament; when he had first found out that his nephew would be a participant, he had started researching about it again on his spare time as if it had been the first time he had even heard about it. Perhaps he can't help, exactly, but it doesn't hurt to know what is expected, right? Knowledge is supposed to give some sort of power in certain situations.
None of that knowledge actually helps, though, as he stands with the audience and watches everything unfold. Instead it makes him queasy whenever the death toll of the tournament rings in his head even if he's trying his best to not remember. Why that suddenly springs into his head, he doesn't know. It's a good thing he's good with masks, because when Harry sees him he's able to give him an encouraging smile no matter how many knots his stomach is in. He knows Harry will do well enough in the task, and that he has been taught by both Sirius and himself so he would be fine, but.
But.
But nothing takes away from the fact that it's Harry. He's no longer a baby, or even a child, but in a way he still is to him. No matter how old he gets, he will always want to protect Harry just how he did when he had first laid eyes on him. Remus has been there while he was growing up. He had held him not long after he had been born, he had heard him babble as a baby, had seen him take those wobbly first steps before he had almost raced across the room. Remus hadn't been there with Sirius and Harry while they traveled, but he had been there for holidays. All his time off was spent with them, and they had grown to be a family. Not one where any of them were linked by blood, but Remus had learned years before that, along with the rest of the Marauders, that blood never had to matter.
Now Harry is underwater. Sirius isn't there with him, so Remus doesn't have someone to try and keep calm like last time - which would usually distract him as well. For someone to try and tell him now to not worry would be possibly the worst advice, and that is probably why Dumbledore simply gives him a small and barely visible nod as if to say that he understands. Another mask is put up, and Remus returns the nod even if a voice almost growls in his head that no, he doesn't understand.
Irrational? Yes, but worry rarely made anyone rational.
While everything happens under water Remus just paces. There's no point staring at the water the first half hour because his mind simply plays scenarios that he really doesn't want to have lingering in his head.
As soon as Cedric surfaces with Luna it feels as if he's able to actually breathe again for the first time. He busies himself with making sure that they are all right while he glances at the water every now and then. Then Krum makes his way out, and Remus' anxiety is only being contained because what good would it do for Cedric and Luna to see him nervous? So instead he just looks calm, and reassures them that everything will be fine while forcing himself to believe it as well.
The second he sees Harry and Sirius break through the surface Remus just gets everything ready. Blankets, towels, making sure the hot chocolate is ready, and there's suddenly so much energy pent up in him that he has no idea how he manages to not make everyone dizzy or at least annoyed. The sight of Harry starting to sink again, though, is enough for that energy to make him want to dive in after him but Harry just starts swimming again so Remus just waits before making sure they're safe, unharmed, and warming up. His brow furrows as he takes in the look on Harry's face, that daze that looks so out of place, but he just tells himself that it's probably normal. He's probably exhausted. He'll make sure to make a request for the house elves to prepare his favourite meal.
The results are suddenly announced, and Remus smiles at both Cedric and Harry, extremely proud of them and so relieved it's over. One more task to go, and--
"How could you? How could you let them use either of you? Do you have any bloody idea what it was like to think you both were dead? How could you risk whatever they did to put you out not working? There were creatures down there that could have hurt you!"
His eyes travel over to Sirius at once, looking almost as shocked as Sirius does, before turning back to Harry, brow furrowing again. Not in disapproval, or angry, just... Well, shocked. Worried.
"Harry..."
"DON'T. Don't you dare tell me to calm down. How could you? Don't you know losing you is my greatest fear? They're using all of you against me, and you're letting them. Enough. Do not do this again. I can't even look at the lot of you."
The silence that follows seems to make Harry's steps echo as he goes, and Remus just sighs quietly under his breath as he hears Sirius do the same. Turning to him he offers him a faint trace of a smile, his way of telling him Harry would calm down, and gives a small nod towards the castle to tell him they should probably head back.
As soon as Sirius gets in the shower, Remus stands by his desk for just a minute before rushing out of the room once more. In the kitchens he gathers some food to take back for Sirius, before asking a house elf to take some food for Harry as well. He would do it himself, but he isn't sure just how much space Harry wants at the moment.
Nonetheless, along with the food, the house elf is instructed to leave a note as well, telling Harry they were there once he needed someone to talk to.
Making his way back to his quarters, carrying the food for Sirius, Remus just lets out a long deep breath. Somehow it feels as if he has been holding it in for weeks now, but he knows it's not all out yet. There's still another task left. There's the they Harry keeps referring to deal with. He's going to keep holding that breath until he's sure that his family is as safe as they can be.
He just hopes it's soon before they all suffocate, because he's almost certain they are all doing the same.
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au_muses 'verse. The second task of the Triwizard Tournament is being handled by all five of the muns in this verse (hufflechamp, rockinradishes, sayshisname, bigbadpadfoot, and r_moony) in recaps. Cedric, Harry, Sirius, and Luna are used in this post with their permission.Family isn't about whose blood you have. It's about who you care about. -Trey Parker and Matt Stone
Remus knows well enough the history of the Trizard Tournament. Not only from the stories and tales that usually run among wizards and witches whenever the subject comes up, but because he has read as much as he can about it. Especially now, that Harry is in the tournament; when he had first found out that his nephew would be a participant, he had started researching about it again on his spare time as if it had been the first time he had even heard about it. Perhaps he can't help, exactly, but it doesn't hurt to know what is expected, right? Knowledge is supposed to give some sort of power in certain situations.
None of that knowledge actually helps, though, as he stands with the audience and watches everything unfold. Instead it makes him queasy whenever the death toll of the tournament rings in his head even if he's trying his best to not remember. Why that suddenly springs into his head, he doesn't know. It's a good thing he's good with masks, because when Harry sees him he's able to give him an encouraging smile no matter how many knots his stomach is in. He knows Harry will do well enough in the task, and that he has been taught by both Sirius and himself so he would be fine, but.
But.
But nothing takes away from the fact that it's Harry. He's no longer a baby, or even a child, but in a way he still is to him. No matter how old he gets, he will always want to protect Harry just how he did when he had first laid eyes on him. Remus has been there while he was growing up. He had held him not long after he had been born, he had heard him babble as a baby, had seen him take those wobbly first steps before he had almost raced across the room. Remus hadn't been there with Sirius and Harry while they traveled, but he had been there for holidays. All his time off was spent with them, and they had grown to be a family. Not one where any of them were linked by blood, but Remus had learned years before that, along with the rest of the Marauders, that blood never had to matter.
Now Harry is underwater. Sirius isn't there with him, so Remus doesn't have someone to try and keep calm like last time - which would usually distract him as well. For someone to try and tell him now to not worry would be possibly the worst advice, and that is probably why Dumbledore simply gives him a small and barely visible nod as if to say that he understands. Another mask is put up, and Remus returns the nod even if a voice almost growls in his head that no, he doesn't understand.
Irrational? Yes, but worry rarely made anyone rational.
While everything happens under water Remus just paces. There's no point staring at the water the first half hour because his mind simply plays scenarios that he really doesn't want to have lingering in his head.
As soon as Cedric surfaces with Luna it feels as if he's able to actually breathe again for the first time. He busies himself with making sure that they are all right while he glances at the water every now and then. Then Krum makes his way out, and Remus' anxiety is only being contained because what good would it do for Cedric and Luna to see him nervous? So instead he just looks calm, and reassures them that everything will be fine while forcing himself to believe it as well.
The second he sees Harry and Sirius break through the surface Remus just gets everything ready. Blankets, towels, making sure the hot chocolate is ready, and there's suddenly so much energy pent up in him that he has no idea how he manages to not make everyone dizzy or at least annoyed. The sight of Harry starting to sink again, though, is enough for that energy to make him want to dive in after him but Harry just starts swimming again so Remus just waits before making sure they're safe, unharmed, and warming up. His brow furrows as he takes in the look on Harry's face, that daze that looks so out of place, but he just tells himself that it's probably normal. He's probably exhausted. He'll make sure to make a request for the house elves to prepare his favourite meal.
The results are suddenly announced, and Remus smiles at both Cedric and Harry, extremely proud of them and so relieved it's over. One more task to go, and--
"How could you? How could you let them use either of you? Do you have any bloody idea what it was like to think you both were dead? How could you risk whatever they did to put you out not working? There were creatures down there that could have hurt you!"
His eyes travel over to Sirius at once, looking almost as shocked as Sirius does, before turning back to Harry, brow furrowing again. Not in disapproval, or angry, just... Well, shocked. Worried.
"Harry..."
"DON'T. Don't you dare tell me to calm down. How could you? Don't you know losing you is my greatest fear? They're using all of you against me, and you're letting them. Enough. Do not do this again. I can't even look at the lot of you."
The silence that follows seems to make Harry's steps echo as he goes, and Remus just sighs quietly under his breath as he hears Sirius do the same. Turning to him he offers him a faint trace of a smile, his way of telling him Harry would calm down, and gives a small nod towards the castle to tell him they should probably head back.
As soon as Sirius gets in the shower, Remus stands by his desk for just a minute before rushing out of the room once more. In the kitchens he gathers some food to take back for Sirius, before asking a house elf to take some food for Harry as well. He would do it himself, but he isn't sure just how much space Harry wants at the moment.
Nonetheless, along with the food, the house elf is instructed to leave a note as well, telling Harry they were there once he needed someone to talk to.
Making his way back to his quarters, carrying the food for Sirius, Remus just lets out a long deep breath. Somehow it feels as if he has been holding it in for weeks now, but he knows it's not all out yet. There's still another task left. There's the they Harry keeps referring to deal with. He's going to keep holding that breath until he's sure that his family is as safe as they can be.
He just hopes it's soon before they all suffocate, because he's almost certain they are all doing the same.
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Date: 2008-01-30 07:54 am (UTC)No. Not Harry. It couldn't be. He was just too worried, right? Yes, that was it. He was exaggerating, like he had been during the tournament. Just too worried to think straight.
...right.
The sight of those puppy eyes makes his shoulders slump a little, and he pinches the bridge of his nose even if he hasn't heard the question. After all these years, that's probably answer enough for Harry that yes, he will probably end up doing whatever it is he wants him to do. But the mention of the charm makes him turn to him again, and he nods after a pause as his fingers toy with the ring he's wearing on his left hand. He doesn't like it at all that they are keeping Sirius out of the loop, but...hopefully he would understand.
Merlin, he hopes he will understand.
"...yes, I will get started on it as soon as Sirius comes back here." He gives him a look, as if saying that for that Harry will need to speak with Sirius and actually clear things up. He would say it, but he has a feeling Harry knows what he means by that look. "Meanwhile, please don't leave the castle until I am finished. I will let you know once I am."
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Date: 2008-01-30 08:00 am (UTC)He feels a bit better even though something inside him, a little nagging voice, is whispering that he doesn't need this charm put on him. That he's giving up his freedom. He's placing a leash on himself.
But his mind is working in overdrive. The attacks from Carrow and especially Fenrir have left him shaken. The journal is safely in Cedric's trunk now, and with this spell he will have insurance that should he be lured out again it will be Remus who catches up with him and bring him back. That is the safest solution in all the possible scenarios that Harry's mind has come up with.
"I'll talk to Dad and settle things. I promise. Thank you...for the talk, and for keeping it between us. I know you don't wish to keep secrets from him, but we both wish to keep him safe. I want to keep all of us safe. It's time I be a bit smarter about things."
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Date: 2008-01-30 08:17 am (UTC)Smiling slightly again, Remus just gives another small nod. Harry's right, they want to keep Sirius safe. And Remus wants to keep both Harry and Sirius safe as well, so...
"You're welcome. We will make this work, I'm sure." He sighs under his breath. "I will head back now, before he catches us talking about this. If you need anything, let me know. I hope you feel better soon."
Another small smile, and Remus heads towards the door without the squeeze to his shoulder he would usually give him. Now that Harry has asked so much about Fenrir, and his own theories have been forming in his head, he isn't sure just how close he should be. Which he doesn't hold against him, of course. He's just trying to distract himself as he walks so that Sirius won't notice that something's wrong with him.