To Heal the Wolf
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter Characters nor do I own the references. Brenda is mine though
Prologue
He was in a hurry, as he always was around this time of the month. He had left is home country about two months ago in search of a life where no one would know him. He came to the United States. He had visited a Great Aunt and some other distant relatives here before and had always remembered how nice it had felt. He didn't want to stick out like a sore thumb, which was something that his accent made him do anyway.
He was in such a hurry that he did not notice where he was going and plowed right through a flustered young woman with her arms full of papers. As he made to stand up with several apologies he began to assist the young woman in retrieving her disheveled work. He cursed under his breath as he noticed that he was running out of time. Noticing that he was in a hurry, due to both his inabilities to concentrate on walking or even offer to help her up, she asked him to leave her things for her to collect and be on his way.
He felt a bit awkward just leaving the girl there but he really had little time to help her. He ran the rest of the way to his little house two blocks down the street, not noticing that he had run off with some of the girl's papers.
What a strange man that was she thought to herself. Really his sandy brown hair with gray specks through it, had intrigued her, along with his adorably hazel eyes with what she thought was a trace of red around the edges. She thought he was quite handsome and she could feel that he was probably rather a nice man except that he was in some kind of hurry today and could not really have spared the second he took to attempt to help her. Really all he was doing was making things worse so she dismissed him. After she had gathered her things she headed toward the library to adjust her papers in the right order. She noticed that a couple of papers that she thought she had brought were missing but no worries they were probably on the table. It was not like she really needed them at the moment. Hopefully they were on the table though, as they were essential to the thesis paper she was composing and she had only the one set of copies. She knew that it was a risk only not having the pages copied but she was would make some as soon as she picked them up from home.
He woke the next morning glad that he had got to the house when he did. He had just enough time to set the papers down, register what they were, and lock up the house for the night before he became a horrible monster. Now that the last night of the full moon was over he was left exhausted and extremely embarrassed. The papers that he had walked away with last night were personal, or at least he thought so. He had recalled how rude he had been to the woman he had run into. Really where were his manners? He should have been watching where he was going. He was going to have to try to find the woman to return these papers. It could wait though. He needed sleep.
The next morning he carefully examined the papers and found what he presumed was the name of the woman. He quickly found a phone book and looked up her address.
She lived close, that was good. He knocked and heard a muffled; "It's open come on in." From behind the door. Not really sure if he was even at the right house, he let himself in. It was a small house with little furniture but the distinct smell of vanilla and fresh flowers. The smell of the home was like a soothing spell he thought. As he looked around the home he could see no signs of its owner. "Hello?" he called.
"Oh, sorry. Just give me a moment to take care of something. Take a seat in the living room I will be right out." He heard from the general direction of the back of the one story house. He entered into the living room and took a quick look around. There were several pictures on the mantel above the fireplace. Many including the brunette that he had run into the other day. Good he thought at least he had the right house. She was joined in several by the same people that he assumed were her family as they all looked fairly similar and the photos were professional. There were some pictures on the wall also but those were mostly of friends he guessed.
"Can I get you something to drink, coffee, tea, water." She called from wherever she was.
"Uh, no thank you." Came his reply. As he made his way to the couch, she finally made her entrance.
"Oh, hello there. Sorry to keep you waiting I was not quite ready for the day when you first knocked. My name is Brenda by the way. And you would be the one who ran over me the other day." It was not a question she recognized the man. For some reason she could not get him off of her mind since he ran into her. Really she had only had a brief passing with him but he just gave her this feeling. It was strange. It was like something from his spirit was reaching out to her. That was how she knew that she could leave him unattended in her home while she prepared herself. She could feel his goodness.
"Ah yes, sorry about that." He replied shyly. She smiled at him and gestured that he sit down. "My name is Remus by the way." There was something about the way she looked at him. There was a kindness there that he had not seen before. He finally got a good look at her; she was tall and slightly chunky yet thin, a pleasant size. As he met her gaze he was enchanted by her eyes, they were blue and looked as though they had white lines drawn through them to create the appearance of a mosaic. It was something that he had never seen before. There was a hint of mischief in her eyes that he had not really seen in some time. It was refreshing.
She watched him carefully as he sized her up. It was funny how he attempted to do it discreetly but she was very observant of those around her and enjoyed the attention. She tried to hide her smile as he slowly made his way to her eyes. He seemed like the shy type. He was really intriguing maybe someone she would like to get to know better? That was not something that she usually did but maybe for him she would make an exception.
"So may I ask as to how you found me? And if it is not to forward but, why you found me?" she asked in a suspicious tone. He blushed and she smiled so he might relax.
"Well you see I kind of walked away with your papers the other day. I wanted to return them, and since your name is right here.." He trailed off. She was smiling. He was rather cute as he sat there squirming under her gaze. Maybe he would be someone fun to get to know. Maybe. " That was awful nice of you. You know that you didn't have to come all the way down here. Mailing them would have been easier." She blushed as she realized that she had used a fairly stern you are bothering me tone of voice.
He blushed again and set the papers on the table. Then he quickly stood, thinking that she wanted him to go. "I thought that you might need them and I wasn't sure that you were the right person. I'm sorry for disturbing you and for bumping in to you." He made to cross the room, but she stood and cut him off. She was smiling a smile that reached her eyes. It was a beautiful sight and he found himself stopping. "I didn't mean to scare you off like that. Don't go I was just kidding. Thank you for returning them to me though." He relaxed a bit and sat back down. "I am sorry my sense of humor is a bit more than many can take at times. Don't mean to be so rude. So you are not from around here are you. I am guessing that you are from Europe but it could be Australia, as I can not really tell the difference in the accents. Which is it?"
"Great Britain. Are you form here?"
"Born and raised, well not really here but in this part of the state. Why did you choose to come to boring old Washington? There is not much to do out here."
The truth was that in the Northwest there were a fairly large number of places he could go to hide in his wolf form so as to keep everyone else safe. But that was not what he could tell her. So a good white lie would do. "My great aunt just passed away and so I came to deal with her estate." The truth was that his aunt had died but there was not estate to deal with, she had left everything to charities and to the local catholic university. He had been taking a tour of the campus that had taken a bit longer than he had expected when he ran into Brenda.
"Oh, I am so sorry. That would not be a fun job. Anyway I am glad that you came. You seem like a nice guy. Listen I have lunch cooking in the kitchen would you like to stay and have something to eat? Mind you I don't eat meat that often so it should be a good meal. Chicken and rice with some vegetables." He was hungry she could tell as his stomach had growled several times in the past half-hour. She smiled at him.
He was sure that she had heard his stomach, as it would not shut up. Money was tight for him, as he was not sure when he would have another job, so he was no longer eating three meals a day. It had also been a long time since he had had meat. Staying today would be a treat. "That he would be delightful," came his reply.
Over lunch they had discussed their pasts and what their futures might hold. Brenda revealed that she was planning on traveling to Spain to spend time teaching there. Remus had said that he planned on returning to Europe to do some traveling and had been thinking of going to Spain for a little while also. The two quickly became friends. And made plans to look each other up when they were in Spain. Brenda was preparing to leave in a couple of weeks and had asked Remus if he wanted to go with her and start in Spain. She just could not shake the feeling that he was going to be important to her in the future.
AN: This is my first fic. Tell me what you think. Thanks. Hey I have been reloading this like 5 times I hope that it is no longer one bit giant mess. Thanks.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter Characters nor do I own the references. Brenda is mine though
Prologue
He was in a hurry, as he always was around this time of the month. He had left is home country about two months ago in search of a life where no one would know him. He came to the United States. He had visited a Great Aunt and some other distant relatives here before and had always remembered how nice it had felt. He didn't want to stick out like a sore thumb, which was something that his accent made him do anyway.
He was in such a hurry that he did not notice where he was going and plowed right through a flustered young woman with her arms full of papers. As he made to stand up with several apologies he began to assist the young woman in retrieving her disheveled work. He cursed under his breath as he noticed that he was running out of time. Noticing that he was in a hurry, due to both his inabilities to concentrate on walking or even offer to help her up, she asked him to leave her things for her to collect and be on his way.
He felt a bit awkward just leaving the girl there but he really had little time to help her. He ran the rest of the way to his little house two blocks down the street, not noticing that he had run off with some of the girl's papers.
What a strange man that was she thought to herself. Really his sandy brown hair with gray specks through it, had intrigued her, along with his adorably hazel eyes with what she thought was a trace of red around the edges. She thought he was quite handsome and she could feel that he was probably rather a nice man except that he was in some kind of hurry today and could not really have spared the second he took to attempt to help her. Really all he was doing was making things worse so she dismissed him. After she had gathered her things she headed toward the library to adjust her papers in the right order. She noticed that a couple of papers that she thought she had brought were missing but no worries they were probably on the table. It was not like she really needed them at the moment. Hopefully they were on the table though, as they were essential to the thesis paper she was composing and she had only the one set of copies. She knew that it was a risk only not having the pages copied but she was would make some as soon as she picked them up from home.
He woke the next morning glad that he had got to the house when he did. He had just enough time to set the papers down, register what they were, and lock up the house for the night before he became a horrible monster. Now that the last night of the full moon was over he was left exhausted and extremely embarrassed. The papers that he had walked away with last night were personal, or at least he thought so. He had recalled how rude he had been to the woman he had run into. Really where were his manners? He should have been watching where he was going. He was going to have to try to find the woman to return these papers. It could wait though. He needed sleep.
The next morning he carefully examined the papers and found what he presumed was the name of the woman. He quickly found a phone book and looked up her address.
She lived close, that was good. He knocked and heard a muffled; "It's open come on in." From behind the door. Not really sure if he was even at the right house, he let himself in. It was a small house with little furniture but the distinct smell of vanilla and fresh flowers. The smell of the home was like a soothing spell he thought. As he looked around the home he could see no signs of its owner. "Hello?" he called.
"Oh, sorry. Just give me a moment to take care of something. Take a seat in the living room I will be right out." He heard from the general direction of the back of the one story house. He entered into the living room and took a quick look around. There were several pictures on the mantel above the fireplace. Many including the brunette that he had run into the other day. Good he thought at least he had the right house. She was joined in several by the same people that he assumed were her family as they all looked fairly similar and the photos were professional. There were some pictures on the wall also but those were mostly of friends he guessed.
"Can I get you something to drink, coffee, tea, water." She called from wherever she was.
"Uh, no thank you." Came his reply. As he made his way to the couch, she finally made her entrance.
"Oh, hello there. Sorry to keep you waiting I was not quite ready for the day when you first knocked. My name is Brenda by the way. And you would be the one who ran over me the other day." It was not a question she recognized the man. For some reason she could not get him off of her mind since he ran into her. Really she had only had a brief passing with him but he just gave her this feeling. It was strange. It was like something from his spirit was reaching out to her. That was how she knew that she could leave him unattended in her home while she prepared herself. She could feel his goodness.
"Ah yes, sorry about that." He replied shyly. She smiled at him and gestured that he sit down. "My name is Remus by the way." There was something about the way she looked at him. There was a kindness there that he had not seen before. He finally got a good look at her; she was tall and slightly chunky yet thin, a pleasant size. As he met her gaze he was enchanted by her eyes, they were blue and looked as though they had white lines drawn through them to create the appearance of a mosaic. It was something that he had never seen before. There was a hint of mischief in her eyes that he had not really seen in some time. It was refreshing.
She watched him carefully as he sized her up. It was funny how he attempted to do it discreetly but she was very observant of those around her and enjoyed the attention. She tried to hide her smile as he slowly made his way to her eyes. He seemed like the shy type. He was really intriguing maybe someone she would like to get to know better? That was not something that she usually did but maybe for him she would make an exception.
"So may I ask as to how you found me? And if it is not to forward but, why you found me?" she asked in a suspicious tone. He blushed and she smiled so he might relax.
"Well you see I kind of walked away with your papers the other day. I wanted to return them, and since your name is right here.." He trailed off. She was smiling. He was rather cute as he sat there squirming under her gaze. Maybe he would be someone fun to get to know. Maybe. " That was awful nice of you. You know that you didn't have to come all the way down here. Mailing them would have been easier." She blushed as she realized that she had used a fairly stern you are bothering me tone of voice.
He blushed again and set the papers on the table. Then he quickly stood, thinking that she wanted him to go. "I thought that you might need them and I wasn't sure that you were the right person. I'm sorry for disturbing you and for bumping in to you." He made to cross the room, but she stood and cut him off. She was smiling a smile that reached her eyes. It was a beautiful sight and he found himself stopping. "I didn't mean to scare you off like that. Don't go I was just kidding. Thank you for returning them to me though." He relaxed a bit and sat back down. "I am sorry my sense of humor is a bit more than many can take at times. Don't mean to be so rude. So you are not from around here are you. I am guessing that you are from Europe but it could be Australia, as I can not really tell the difference in the accents. Which is it?"
"Great Britain. Are you form here?"
"Born and raised, well not really here but in this part of the state. Why did you choose to come to boring old Washington? There is not much to do out here."
The truth was that in the Northwest there were a fairly large number of places he could go to hide in his wolf form so as to keep everyone else safe. But that was not what he could tell her. So a good white lie would do. "My great aunt just passed away and so I came to deal with her estate." The truth was that his aunt had died but there was not estate to deal with, she had left everything to charities and to the local catholic university. He had been taking a tour of the campus that had taken a bit longer than he had expected when he ran into Brenda.
"Oh, I am so sorry. That would not be a fun job. Anyway I am glad that you came. You seem like a nice guy. Listen I have lunch cooking in the kitchen would you like to stay and have something to eat? Mind you I don't eat meat that often so it should be a good meal. Chicken and rice with some vegetables." He was hungry she could tell as his stomach had growled several times in the past half-hour. She smiled at him.
He was sure that she had heard his stomach, as it would not shut up. Money was tight for him, as he was not sure when he would have another job, so he was no longer eating three meals a day. It had also been a long time since he had had meat. Staying today would be a treat. "That he would be delightful," came his reply.
Over lunch they had discussed their pasts and what their futures might hold. Brenda revealed that she was planning on traveling to Spain to spend time teaching there. Remus had said that he planned on returning to Europe to do some traveling and had been thinking of going to Spain for a little while also. The two quickly became friends. And made plans to look each other up when they were in Spain. Brenda was preparing to leave in a couple of weeks and had asked Remus if he wanted to go with her and start in Spain. She just could not shake the feeling that he was going to be important to her in the future.
AN: This is my first fic. Tell me what you think. Thanks. Hey I have been reloading this like 5 times I hope that it is no longer one bit giant mess. Thanks.
