Remus knew better than to just walk into Violet's bedroom on this afternoon, even if the door was wide open and he could see her laying face down on the bed. He had heard her coming in early that morning, but rather than have Mattox question her about the reunion of his parents or upset her with ideas of them being together once more, he sent the boy over to a friends. Cautiously he knocked at the door. Violet grunted her reply. "I did a stupid thing." She said, rolling over as Remus came into the room. She patted the bed next to her and he laid down, as they normally laid in comfort for each other. Just side by side, facing one another.
"Is he laying in my mother's kitchen dead?" Remus ask, worried by her tone. Violet shook her head.
"Worse than that..." She said, burying her face in the pillow.
"Worse..." Remus tried to think, then his eyes grew wide and his mouth hung open in an 'O' shape. "Oh, Vi- You slept with him." It wasn't a question. Violet's shoulders shook, and he knew she was crying.
"I didn't mean for it to happen." Her voice came muffled from her pillow. Remus hesitated, wondering how to fix this situation. He had to get Violet calmed down enough to go check on Sirius. "Really." She turned over and Remus could see just how upset she truly was. There were large, puffy red splotches spread across her face and neck, her eyes bloodshot and swollen.
"How- I mean, Did you-" Remus stumbled over what exactly he was trying to ask.
"It was really awkward- like words wouldn't come to either of us, you know?" She said, wiping her face on her sleeve. "And... I missed him, Remus. I missed his stupid face every single day. And I have been alone a really, really long time." She was starting to get worked up again, so Remus summoned a glass from the kitchen, which zoomed up the stairs and he caught with ease, then filled with water from the tip of his wand.
"Small sips." He instructed, handing it over.
"I feel like a disgusting tramp." She murmpered before taking a sip of the cool water. Remus couldn't help but laugh at the comment, which made Violet narrow her eyes at the werewolf.
"Sorry, sorry. Its just-" He took a deep breath and lowered the laughter to a chuckle. "You, a tramp? Ha! You've been with one man in your entire life, and you just happened to be brought back to him after over a decade- so you did what any warm blooded woman would do and you slept with him. You still love him. There's nothing exactly wrong with what you did, Vi. Other than that it complicates things. I mean, he is still on the run."
"So, I'm not despicable?" She ask, sipping again at her water. Remus shook his head.
"No, love. You're not." He tried to soothe her as she hiccuped. "Was he-"
"I left a little while after he fell asleep." She confessed. "It was wrong, maybe even cruel. I don't know. I didn't know how I felt- I couldn't deal with it. It was too much, way, way too fast. And my fault, because I was the one who landed on him. But-" She looked up toward the ceiling and fanned at her eyes, where the tears were pooling again. "He looks awful." She said quietly, laying back on the bed.
"Not to make it worse, but you should've seen him before I started feeding him." Remus said, laying down beside her.
"I should've told him I fought for a trial." She whispered, closing her eyes.
"You've got plenty of time to tell him lots of things." Remus replied.
"I don't know how I feel yet, though." She confessed. "It would be so easy to just fall into his arms, and I want nothing more than to take care of him- but, part of me is still just so, so angry." Remus let out a 'hmm' of thought.
"How do you mean?" He ask, genuinely curious. There was quite a good amount of time that the two of them weren't in contact before Sirius was sent away and Lily and James died.
"He may not have killed anyone, Remus, but he meant to. He really did- I don't doubt that. He was going to kill Peter. He was blinded by the grief, I understand that. I lost my sister so believe me when I say that I understand. But for him just go after Peter without a thought to what it would mean for me and Matt, even if he'd been successful... Sure, Peter deserved it. But he's still have gone to prison." She sighed. "He threw us away." Remus felt his own chest ache at the statement. He hadn't considered this thought, that there was more to think about than just his innocence. She was right, he did mean to kill that night. And deserving or not, he'd still have gone to Azkaban.
"Er-" He said, trying to think of something to say.
"And now, I've made the situation at least three times as complicated." She finished.
"Could always be worse." Remus commented, causing Violet to sit up.
"Oh yeah? How?" She ask, propping up on her elbow.
"You could be pregnant... Again." He said with a smirk, which caused Violet to throw a pillow in his face.
Remus flooed over to the cottage not long after Violet finally fell asleep, as he wanted to make sure she would actually be able to get to sleep. He walked in and immediately set out to calling after Sirius. "Padfoot?"
"Up here." Came a slightly slurred answer, and Remus let out an exasperated sigh. He's left a full bottle of whiskey over a few days before, but somehow he figured that the bottle was probably empty. He found Sirius propped against the wall near a window in the study, bottle in hand. As he suspected, there was just a few swallows of liquid left in the rather large bottle.
"Thirsty, mate?" He ask, heaving Sirius out of the floor.
"Numbed the-" He burped in Remus' face, causing the werewolf to gag slightly and hold his breath, "Numbed the pain."
"How were you in pain, Padfoot?" Remus ask, knowing full well what was meant by the statement. However, Sirius was one it took some coaxing to get to talking, so he figured he may as well get started.
"She left me. You believe that?" Sirius swung the bottle over toward Remus. "Have some?" Remus took the bottle, but didn't drink. He corked it and sat it safely on a shelf.
"Violet is a busy lady, mate. She doesn't often get to sleep in." He offered to sooth Sirius' bruised ego.
"Bullshite." Sirius said, blowing upward to knock the hair from his face.
"You could sober up and ask her." Remus said, sitting down in a chair of his own. Sirius swatted at the air before him.
"Why? You know. You can just tell me..." He said, swaying as he settled back into the chair.
"I'm not telling you a damn thing while you're pissed away like this." Remus said, digging into his pocket. He pulled out a small vial of swirling purple liquid. "I stopped and got you a sobering potion, but you have to agree to pull your head out of your arse and listen like a good little pup." Remus said, holding the vial before Sirius. He rolled his eyes over-dramatically.
"Moony. Moony, Moony, Moony." He smiled and held to Remus' outstretched hand. "You're just the best." Remus shook the vial.
"Want it or not, Sirius?" He ask impatiently. "I don't have to stay here and keep you and your drunken delusions company all day." Sirius blew a large breath out his nose in protest, but took the potion from Remus' hand and uncorked it.
"Fine." He said, throwing it back. He then closed his eyes and sat back, waiting for the effects to take over. A moment later, he let out a very sour burp and winced. "Sorry." He murmured.
"Now, if you will please, tell me what happened?" Remus ask, sitting back and watching the dark haired wizard. Sirius shrugged.
"You know-"
"I want your side, mate." He said, cutting off Sirius' complaints.
"Fine. We were sitting in the kitchen, I had made tea. We had tried to talk, but it's like we had forgotten how to be in the same room. And She was mad at me- for what I cannot even remember now. And I was telling her how much I love her, and how I held on to her memory in Azkaban, and next thing I know- She was snogging me." He laughed a bit. "It's sort of hilarious to think that I didn't start it."
"You didn't stop it, either." Remus chuckled.
"Love of my life, kissing me after fourteen years? No, I didn't stop it." Sirius said with more bite than was needed. "I was a mistake, I know that. We have so much to talk about, so much to work out. But- I missed her. I missed the way she smells, feels tastes. I was in a hole for twelve years, forced to relive some of the worst moments in my life over and over- and then I got to fall asleep with Violet Evans in my arms again. I felt safe, and warm for the first time in over a decade." Sirius shook his head. "I'm not sorry it happened, I'm only sorry she didn't feel comfortable enough to stay." He looked broken by this thought, and looked away. He sat quietly for a moment, then turned back to Remus. "I- I don't know if you're allowed to tell me, or if I have to ask her myself. But she has a rather vicious looking scar on her hip..." Remus shook his head.
"Not mine to tell, I'm afraid." Remus said, peaking at his watch.
"I figured." Sirius nodded. Remus cleared his throat.
"You know, I've never known love like you and Violet have. Never expect to, honestly. But I've never seen anyone else with it either. Known plenty of couples who loved each other- fiercely. But you two..." Remus stood up and moved for the door. "You need to fight for this." He said, waving as he left. He knew what he needed to do now.
Well, I know that some of you felt like the kiss came too fast- but it was a bit worse than a kiss. I hope this explains some more of the story. There are many questions that needed answered, but unfortunately the story will be ruined if I answer them all now. Rest assured you will soon find out why Violet can't have Harry.
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