I know its not much, but its not my fault- Remus thinks too much! He took up a whole chapter while he walked from the kitchen to the front door.
Remus glared at the spot where Sirius had been standing moments ago.
How very chivalrous of his dear friend to leave him alone to deal with not only the Weasleys but also Walburga Black's shrieking portrait.
He sighed as he made his way to the front door; reminding himself that dealing with the portrait alone would be futile and that it would be wise to ask the boys to lend him a hand once they were indoors. The thought of meeting his former pupils made him smile, though he had to admit that if Sirius's observation was right, staying here together may turn out to be uncomfortable.
He wondered why. He had always resigned himself to be glared at in disgust- at the very least- when people found out what he was. Till recently, that is. And then came Tonks- another person of whom he could make neither heads nor tails of. When she came to know of his ailment, her eyes had sparkled with sheer curiosity as she enquired if he could scratch his ears with his hind leg.
Her ready acceptance of him- both as man and wolf- surprised, no shocked him. She was an Auror, sweet Merlin. Weren't such creatures hypnotized not to trust the likes of him? He now realized that it was due to her behaviour that he had gone soft and had started wishing acceptance from everyone else. Though he had to agree that being in the Order, he met people who at least tolerated him as long as he did not suggest to a moonlight stroll around the block.
But Molly Weasley confused him. He was rather proficient in reading people- of course he had a lot of practice- but Molly Weasley threw him out of the loop. He had yet not determined what she thought of him. Granted he had just met her recently. In those few meetings he had only managed to gather so much information.
He knew she was scared. Scared of what was to come and scared for her family- that included both Harry and Hermione. She was also the unanimously established mother hen of the Order. She believed that every worry could be washed away with a full stomach. Well, he would have no complains to that. She was an excellent cook after all and he was sure he had put on some weight after eating her snacks for merely a week. Further he had determined that she could be rather imposing when she wanted. Remus had found it impressive how she could stop Dung from feeding on his infernal pipe by just a glare.
Yet armed with all this data, he still could not make out what she thought of him. She had been civil to him but they had yet to engage in an actual conversation.
However since it seemed like they would be living under the same roof, he pondered that soon he would solve the Molly all his ideas and thoughts flew out of the window as he opened the front door to stare into a pair of bright red eyes.