December 25, 1977
She sat there on the smashed and broken bed. Fresh cuts in the small rooms walls and floor and another chair shattered. She sat there, fairly better off than he was, as he lay there unconscious and bleeding profusely from the cuts he had recently carved.
She went to the small kitchen and retrieved a bowl of water and tore a piece of cloth from the already shredded curtains on the old four-poster. She gingerly laid his head in her lap as she felt him shiver a bit then she began to clean the deep wounds on his neck and chest. With her other hand she ran her fingers through his sandy brown hair tinged with the red of his blood.
Remus opened his eyes and looked around unfocused, "Meg? Is that you?" he asked weakly. She moved he cloth to his face, "Shhh," she said, " Yes, it's me, Remus. Happy Christmas." He looked up to her un-cleaned face as his eyes focused. He saw the three-clawed slash diagonally across the centre of her face, dried blood still there.
" I'm sorry." He said feebly pulling up a hand to touch her face and wincing with pain. Megra pushed his hand gingerly back down and smiled sweetly, "Remus, don't apologize." She said as she ran her fingers through his hair again and stroked his forehead.
He shivered again, and she leaned against the scratched headboard as she brought his back against her and wrapped her arms around him for warmth.
Remus leaned his head against her shoulder, "What happened?" he asked her quietly. Megra smoothed his hair back absentmindedly, "You lost control of the wolf so you ran here and started to bite yourself." Remus' eyes became wide, "Padfoot and Prongs…?" he said quickly, attempting to get up.
Megra pushed him carefully back on her shoulder, "They're fine I didn't let them come in. You were past any help they could have given. James, Sirius, Lily, and Olivia went back to the castle. I stayed with you." She said lovingly.
Remus closed his eyes thoughtfully seemingly examining how much damage he had done to himself. "Are you alright?" she asked nervously. His eyes still closed, "I'm…fine." He said. "You shouldn't have stayed." He said as an afterthought. Megra rolled her eyes, "Yes, Remus, I was going to leave and just let you lay here and bleed." She said snappishly.
She stopped for a moment, "I'm sorry, Remus." She said quietly. Remus thought for an instant "I will." He said simply. Megra looked down at him in confusion, "What?" she asked softly. He lifted his hand to where hers had settled on his stomach, "I will trust to chance." Megra smiled, "That came out of nowhere." She said, "Remus, I love you so much."
Remus, with what little strength he had, turned his head and set a kiss at the base of Megra's neck, "I love you too, Meg."