Disclaimer- I'm NOT JK Rowling, and don't own her characters. Enjoy!
Remus came quietly into his still new quarters- the smell of fresh eucalyptus and mint meeting his nose where the bathtub had just been drained. He had checked in the bathroom first, upon smelling the bath salts when he came through his portrait portal into his private rooms. The bathroom was empty, but he saw the waste basket had been filled with several bottles of vitamins and pills. He was cautious entering the bedroom, because those scents were only used when his wife had been having a bad day and, as she often said 'needed to soak it away'. He found her on their new king-sized canopy bed, still wrapped in a towel, where she had sat down on the edge and fell backward, long strands of vibrant red hair scattered across the quilt, soaking the fabric. She did not speak when he came into the room, so Remus shrugged his own sweater off and laid it over a chair before joining her on the edge of the large bed, also laying back to stare up at the burgundy and gold canopy.
"Do you want to tell me about the appointment?" He ask quietly, turning to the side so he could face her.
"Not especially, no." She replied, her normally bright green eyes blinking up though it was obvious she wasn't truly focused on anything.
"You threw your medications away, Jasmine." He said calmly, in such a way it wasn't a comment on the act, but rather almost telling her it had happened as if she was not aware.
"I won't be taking them anymore." She said quietly. Remus turned his head back toward the ceiling and closed his eyes- He had been afraid the day would come she would decide to go this route. He did not really know what to say to the heartbroken witch next to him, so he simply slid his hand over and took her hand into his own.
"I love you, Jazzy." He said in a small whisper. Jasmine did not reply, but she curled into his chest just in time for him to wrap his arms around her, and she began to sob heavily, his shirt soaking with a mix of her dripping hair and tears. Remus did not say anything else about what he'd found in the waste basket, nor what troubled her. He simply waited for her to spill all her heartache, lightly stroking at her hair, ignoring how cold and wet it was in his hands, until she calmed down and pulled away.
"I need some warm pajamas. And sour worms." She said, sitting up on the bed, a small, sad smile on her face. She slid from the bed and disappeared into their new, very large walk in closet, then into the small kitchen. She returned bundled in a long, thick purple flannel gown and a large bowl of different sweets. Remus laughed as she crawled back up on the bed and waited for him to change into pajamas from his teaching clothes as well.
"So- I told him." Remus said all at once, spitting the words out in a rush. "Harry, I mean. He wants to meet you." Jasmine froze, a candy worm wiggling about in the corner of her mouth where she had started to take a bite.
"Excuse me?" She said fiercely. "What the hell where you thinking?" She pulled at the worm and bit it in half, breaking the charm which caused it to move. Remus had to stifle a laugh, as even mad Jasmine always made him smile.
"Oh for Merlin's sake, Jazzy- Petunia told him you were dead! He's not mad at you at all. He's pretty well furious with her, but then I don't really think he was too fond to begin with. I told him you'd trying taking your sister to court several times and they always decided to leave you with her." Remus looked hopefully at her.
"You've been teaching here less than a month, Remus. How in the hell did you even manage-"
"Minerva told you, I'm everyone's favorite." He smiled. "No, he came to me. Doesn't have a permission slip for Hogsmade but all his friends did and he wandered into my office. What else does a third year have to do on a Friday afternoon? We got to talking about James, then Lily- and he ask how I knew his parents." He held another wiggling worm out to her. "Please don't be so cross, he's my nephew too. And he is so desperate to know about his parents. He was so excited I knew them- Then to find out you're here too..."
"I am not ready for- What the hell do I even say? Like oh hello Harry. Sorry I'm not really dead, I was just too young to take custody of you when my sister died and then Petunia had sworn you away from magic and wouldn't let me round?" She threw herself back into the pillows. "Fuck that." She took a pillow from beside her head and hid her face.
"You should take a chance now, since you have one. I told him you were out at work today, so you could be warned." He replied, taking the pillow from her and pulling her to sit up. "I thought it would be good for you."
"I hate you." She pouted, and Remus grinned.
"No, you don't." He retorted. "Tomorrow is Saturday. You have no excuse not to meet your sisters son, Jasmine."
"I don't know what to say, Rem." She crossed her arms around her knees and curled into a ball. "I was just a year older than he is now when it all happened."
"No, I know." He said, wrapping his arms around her and placing another candy worm into her mouth. "But it will be okay. You have this chance, we have a chance to know him. We should take it."
"He could hate me." She said, her voice trembling. "I don't want him to hate me."
"Harry is not going to hate you. Seriously, Jazz. I know that today was rough on you, but think about how good it would be to have Harry in our lives again. You two need each other more than either of you know." He once again stroked at her nearly dry hair and kissed her temple gently. Jasmine nodded and snuggled down into the bed covers, closing her eyes. She felt Remus move and clean the candy mess off the bed before he came back and pulled her to his chest before he drifted off to sleep. Jasmine lay awake, however, too nervous to make herself sleep.
Short intro chapter into a new fic! Hope you enjoyed it, thanks for taking time to read! It'd be lovely if you'd review as well. Thanks!
(And yes, there will be much explaining as the plot deepens. Most of the backstory will be revealed to the reader as it is to Harry.)