His sides burnt furiously as he dragged his broken body up the stairs from the cellar he had been locked in the night before. The lack of wolfsbane had taken its toll on him and the wolf had enjoyed reducing the man to a battered and bleeding mess. He had a nasty cut running from his right hip to his left shoulder that was deep enough to strike concern in even his wizened heart, after all he was used to this. His head was the worst however, it throbbed with every shallow breath he took, as though his skull was being pierced with burning hot pokers every second, and blood ran down his face from a cut he couldn't seem to place.
All in all it hurt like hell and he was wondering if he should lie down and just let himself bleed out all over the cellar floor until the pain left him.
Then she was there, in all her pregnant glory as she swung open the cellar door with the strength of someone twice her size. She stopped in her hastened tracks as her agonized eyes fell upon his wound covered body.
"Oh baby" she whispered, though the words did not reach him through the fog that clouded his mind.
Overcoming her shock she ran down the few steps between them and engulfed him in her arms as his legs collapsed beneath him. He wasn't a big crier, years of cruelty and agony had ensured that, but as her muscular arms surrounded his body the pain and shame over took him and he found himself blubbering into her arms.
She'd take care of him as she always did. She'd drag his limp body up to the living room before dabbing the wounds with essence of dittany with more care than he'd expect from someone of her boisterous nature. Then she'd wrap him in a blanket and lay beside him, whispering sweet nothings into his ear until the pain eased and sleep rose to take him.
She did this every month without fail, and every month Remus Lupin would fall in love with his wife a little more.
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