I really love the idea of this, I don't even know why.
Also, shoutout to the inspiration of this OC- the lovely Kem'Ajiana
And thank you to Kem'Ajiana and Google for the information I use in these parts
Okay I'm just changing EVERYTHING ENJOY
I have been trying, for days, to write the battle.
and I couldn't, I don't know why.
Once Teddy fell asleep, she shifted him to lay beside her on the bed, her arm wrapped around him. She reached over, pressing a hand to Remus' pale forehead. He was definitely heading back into a fever, and it would be the third fever since the attack, but at least most of the wounds were healing.
For now, it wasn't too high, and she didn't want to pour another potion down his throat and risk waking him up- if he remained asleep, he didn't have to know about the battle.
She decided just to keep an eye on him, and once he woke up, he could keep an eye on Teddy while she ran downstairs to get the potion if he needed it. The last fever had disappeared on its own, she could hope this one would too.
Unfortunately, she did have to scoop Teddy up and slip downstairs, because Remus' fever spiked horribly and Carina became hungry. She managed to carry the potion, one of the spare bottles for Carina that they kept around and Teddy all back upstairs. She set Teddy down, who surprisingly wasn't crying at the sound of Carina's crying, but instead just watched his mother with curiosity as she scooped up Carina and fed her. After burping Carina, the tiny girl seemed content to sleep, so she set her back down gently.
Teddy reached his fists for her as she leaned over him. "Give Mummy a couple more minutes, Teddy Bear." She said gently, brushing a finger over his blue curls. She stood up, heading for the other side of the bed. She gently pulled Remus up very slightly. He was uncomfortably warm in her arms, but as she tipped the tiny vial's contents into his mouth, she could feel his temperature rapidly dropping. She leaned slightly, resting her cheek on his forehead. She ran a hand over the newer scars that would become permanent.
"I love you so much." She whispered, kissing his temple. She set him back down, dropping the empty vial onto the nightstand. She slipped back over to Teddy, curling up around him once again, hoping the battle would not end in tragedy.
She must have dozed off, because the next thing she knew, she woke up to the bedroom door slamming open.
Sirius felt someone collide with him, her arms clutching at him desperately. He returned the hug just as desperately, clinging to her as if she was the only real thing left. He had lost sight of her early in the battle, and had been on edge the entire hour of peace. He had felt terrible when Percy Weasley's body was carried into the hall, and he waited- the nagging feeling telling him he would be seeing Erin or Harry or Hermione or someone else's body soon enough.
And it had happened. Harry's body was carried to the castle, and Sirius had lost hope. No sign of Erin, Harry was dead- next he would leave the battle and he'd find the Lupin family, along with his daughter, dead. What did the war matter now? Harry was gone, Harry was supposed to survive.
And he did. Sirius hadn't been too sure on the details, but somehow Harry lived. And somehow, Voldemort died from another rebounding spell. There was a shocked silence for exactly two minutes, and then people realised what had happened. And the mood shifted from grief and hopelessness and fear to shock and relief. The dead were being sorted, Death Eaters separated from those who had died for the cause- and St Mungo's sent Healers within twenty minutes to help with the injured. The dead were moved to the room off of the Great Hall, Voldemort and his Death Eaters kept in an empty classroom. Injured were split into three classrooms, and the house tables had been returned.
It was shortly after Kingsley was elected Minister(unanimously) when Sirius began walking up and down the tables, looking for her. He had approached Harry, and then allowed the exhausted young man to sneak from the hall with the help of a diversion from Luna Lovegood.
And that was when he felt someone collide with him.
"I've been looking for you-" She said tearfully in his ear.
"I was worried you had- that we just hadn't find your-" Sirius stuttered. "I'm just glad you're alive."
She leaned back. "Of course I am, Black." She said, with a small grin.
"Where have you been?"
"I was down here for the hour of peace and I tried to find you during that, but then everything else happened-"
Sirius crushed his lips against hers. "I don't care, I honestly don't. I just care that you're alive." He said when he moved away from her.
Erin grinned. "Is- is that marriage offer still on the table?" She asked.
Sirius chuckled and nodded. "Yes, Erin White, it is."
She hugged him tightly again, and then froze. "Did you send a patronus to Tonks, so she knows everything's okay?"
"Oh, shit. No."
Erin laughed, and lightly punched his shoulder. "You're an idiot. Come on."
Sirius raced up the stairs, Erin making her way up behind him. He tripped over something solid, catching himself on the railings. He heard a loud hiss and spotted James racing towards Sirius and Erin's open bedroom door.
"Oh, that fucking beast!" Sirius spat. "Erin, do we have to keep that thing?"
"Yes." Erin said simply. Sirius sighed loudly, and headed for the closed bedroom door.
"I hope you're both decent!" He called, opening the door.
Tonks sat up straight, throwing an arm over Teddy, as if expecting an attack. Both infants began to cry, and Remus was pushing himself up as well, clutching at his ribs.
"Sirius! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" She cried, getting out of bed and rushing towards him. She threw her arms around him as Erin appeared in this doorway. "You're both alive, thank Merlin! What happened? How bad was it?" She asked as she stepped back. Remus placed his hand on Teddy's chest, attempting to comfort him and Erin went straight for Carina.
"Fifty of our side dead." Sirius said. "The castle is gone, it'll take months to fix."
"And?" She prompted. "Who died? How did it end?"
"Voldemort is dead." Erin said, grinning down at her daughter.
"Wait- is he actually?" Tonks asked.
"Yeah, in about five hours, his body will be burned. Some kind of metaphor or something, I don't know, Kingsley's making a speech." Sirius said, stepping around her. "Remus, you alright, mate?"
Remus was clutching his rib cage with one hand and still trying to comfort Teddy with the other. Tonks stepped back over to the bed, scooping up Teddy. "Lay down, love." She said to Remus. Remus fell back against his pillows with a loud exhale. Tonks leaned over to him, feeling his forehead and frowning.
"What's wrong?" Sirius asked.
"He had a fever this morning." Tonks said. "It's coming back-"
"I feel fine." Remus rasped quietly.
"Liar." Sirius accused. "St Mungo's sent Healers to Hogwarts, apparently left some Healers at St Mungo's to handle any non-battle injuries. I'd say Remus counts, we should take him in."
"But hasn't he been getting better?" Erin asked.
"I wouldn't say that." Sirius said. "He was out for a week, and the last few days, we've been forcing him to stay asleep."
Remus let out a breathy laugh. "What do you think werewolves do after full moons in their packs?" He asked. "We just let our wounds heal by themselves and hope we don't die."
Tonks paled, staring at him with wide eyes. "Remus-"
He lifted his hand and took her hand from where it was hovering on his shoulder. "It's okay, love. I'm fine." He said calmly.
"Well, we're going to make sure of it." Sirius said. "Because I'm going to need a best man, Moony."
