Remus felt utterly peaceful. He could hear no music, but for some reason he could hear something filling him with love. It had a sweet sound, but was almost paradoxically sad at the same time. Remus pitied the noise. He did not want it to leave, though, and so continued his immobility and basked in the glory of the feeling. It did not last long, however. Sooner than he expected, the feeling faded with the sound and Remus felt as though he had been drenched in freezing water – the hairs on the back of his neck stood up, he had Goosebumps rising rapidly from his skin, his eyes opened with a shock and he inhaled so hard he thought his lungs might burst.
"Oh, my darling!" came a voice from Remus' left. He felt an arm grip his tightly as he became aware of his senses. Remus looked in the direction of the voice. He relaxed a little; his wife, Dora. Her eyes were filled with worry, but her limp brown hair became a more vibrant mahogany just at his reawakening.
"Dor... a..." Remus mumbled, his eyes flickering between their conscious and unconscious state. He reached a hand behind his body to steady himself, and his eyes stopped flickering. His mind was strangely blank. Remus thought something important had happened – but what?
"Is Remus awake?" The booming voice came from a little further away. Then there was the sound of crashing.
"Kingsley, you scared me!" Dora said, with a look of indignation on her face whilst sitting in a pile of books.
"I'm sorry," Kingsley said, holding out his arm to Dora, "I just wa—"
"WHERE IS THE GIRL, DORA? WHERE IS SHE!" Remus had said it before he even knew what was going on. Reality had hit him like a slap in the face. He had just remembered the girl, the poor, sweet, broken girl, lying on the forest floor with slashes and bites all over her... slashes and bites he had caused.
"Lie down, Remus. Everything will be just fine—"
"DON'T TELL ME IT WILL BE FINE, HOW CAN IT BE FINE? I JUST RUINED A FREAKING WOMAN'S LIFE, AND YOU SAY IT'S FINE? ARGH!" Remus was yelling, screaming at his wife unnecessarily. He didn't mean to upset her, he was just so... angry. He saw tears welling up in her eyes as his head hit the pillow again. He knew there was no chance he could stand now, the amount of cuts and bruises along his body was huge. The kneeling Dora had silent tears streaming down her face as she stared at Remus, but at this moment he did not care. He knew he was being stupid for treating his wife like this. At this second, he did not care. All he cared for was to know what had happened to the girl.
"Well," started Dora, her voice cracking slightly. She cleared her throat and continued, stronger, "Kingsley went into the forest to find you as soon as I got your Patronus. I was worried the Death Eaters might catch him, but he insisted that considering I'm pregnant I shouldn't push myself too hard.
He returned about two hours later, levitating the pair of you on separate stretchers, and I attended to your wounds immediately. But that was about 24 hours ago. You've just woken up, but she's still asleep on the spare bed.
I've contacted Bill and Fleur. As you know, Fleur's a good potioneer, she said she'd attempt to brew something for her pain, as well as yours. There's a new potion on the market that might stop the wound developing so badly. I'm doubtful, but I suppose we should try everything. Bill said he'd be here to explain everything to her, as he figured you might be, well... a tad upset."
Remus sighed. Dora really had taken care of the pair of them, as he knew she would. He was always so desperately unfair towards her; always underestimating her abilities and strengths. Remus loved Dora so much, but he was so used to being alone; to being angry, that he often let his emotions roll over. He was even worse just after the full moon. It was his mistake, his fault, his problem. Dora shouldn't have to deal with things like this. This is why the wider community think werewolves are filth, Remus thought to himself. Filth, because we are disgusting barbarians who hurt people and then expect the innocent to clean up our messes.
Remus saw Dora's eyes looking up at him, loving but anxious as anything. Kingsley had vacated the room, supposedly to look after the other girl.
Remus raised one arm expectantly, hoping beyond hope that Dora would not hate him for his outburst and just lay with him for a moment. To his surprise, Dora smiled fleetingly and raised her pregnant body onto the bed beside Remus, allowing herself to be covered by his cuddle.
"I'm sorry, my love. I'm a downright ass to you so often. This is my problem, you shouldn't have to clean up my mess," Remus said with a sigh. Dora rolled over, and looked him in the eyes.
"Remus John Lupin. When I married you, I married all of you. Yeah, werewolf and all!" Dora said as Remus raised his eyebrows, "And I've never regret marrying you, one bit. The only thing I regret is those moments when you just completely close off to me. I want to help you, as you help me. And don't you dare say it's not the same when you help me, because it is. Being a werewolf is part of what makes you who you are. You are an amazing husband and you will be an amazing father."
Remus touched his forehead lovingly to his wife's, and kissed her softly. Dora was such a fiery, passionate woman, and when it came to saying the right thing at the right moment, she had things down pat.

*

After what felt like hours to the exhausted Remus, who could not bring himself to sleep in his anxiety, Kingsley, Fleur and Bill arrived in his room. Not wanting to disturb Dora, who was peacefully sleeping at his side, he got up slowly and quietly. His body ached all over, but was feeling better than it had earlier. He limped to the door and closed it behind him as he addressed Kingsley, Bill and Fleur.
"Thank you so much for coming Bill and Fleur. You needn't have put yourselves in such danger, but my eternal gratitude is yours. And Kingsley, my apologies for my outburst before, I was sore, exhausted and entirely out of line." Remus said. Kingsley raised a hand in quiet protest.
"Do not apologise, Remus. It is understandable in your condition. And it's the least I can do, take your abuse, when you have saved my life and given me a place to hide out whilst the death eaters are hunting me down."
Remus gave Kingsley a sincere smile, before turning to Bill and Fleur. Bill spoke first, with a note of slight fear in his voice, "Remus, she's already awoken. I've talked to her about everything that's happened. You will not believe how she reacted."