Chapt 2:
Disclaimer: NOTHING! Really..all I own..is Willa and Liv. That's it.
**
A few months passed and Willa eventually got used to doing the mommy thing. Growing up, she was so carefree and wild. Remus had often noticed that she was one with the group of people around while she told a joke and did cartwheels in the yard. Now, she was carrying a child and whispering to it in baby talk.
Since Remus was now taking on the responsibility of father, Dumbledoor moved them in a suite, one room for her, one for him. Joining bathroom and sharing a kitchen. It was odd at first, but both grew into it. It was small, and quaint, and located on the Gryfyndor hall. Willa had decorated her side, and attempted to decorate Remus' side, which only led to him yelling (just a little) but eventually Willa got her way. Already, they were acting like a married couple.just without the usual married couple bonuses.
What was odd, was Remus was slowly finding himself attracted to Willa and her off beat ways. Once she had lost all of her baby weight, he noticed how tiny she was. She had to be at least 5'2'' and was pencil thin. Often, he found himself wanting to wrap his arms around her and protect her. But what she really needed protection from, was from himself.
**
Willa woke up in the morning, to hear someone throwing up in the bathroom. Realizing, it wasn't herself she crawled out of the bed and pulled her robe on. Tying it around her waist, she walked to the bathroom, knocking on the door lightly.
"Remus?"
"G'way!"
Ooo someone was a grumpy Gus in the morning. Turning the knob, she stuck her head in, a few black curls spilling over her shoulder. "Remus.Are you feeling alright?"
"Just.fine. G'way Willa!" He snarled a little, feeling the bile rise up in his throat again. Gripping the sides of the toilet, he felt his stomach heave again.
"Yea..right." Willa snorted and pushed herself into the bathroom more. Walking around, she grabbed a red washcloth off the sink and ran some warm water over it. Turning, she squatted down in front of Remus and put the cloth on his forehead. "You should take it easy today." Nodding, she reached up and brushed some of his brown hair off his brow. His hair was thick, like hers, but had a few streaks of silver in it. Although, he was too young to already have graying hair..it almost suited it.
"You never listen to orders do you." Sighing, Remus leaned back against the wall, closing his eyes.
"Nope." Carefully, she moved the cloth around his face. Scooting closer, she moved the cloth to the back of his neck. "Lets get you back to bed mister, before you give Liv what you've got." Standing up, she leaned down and pulled on his arm. Relucantly, he moved and slid his arm around her waist.
She had no idea what he had, and there was no way in hell, Liv would be able to catch it. Not unless he hurt her, which he didn't plan too. Crawling onto his bed, he leaned back sighing.
"Willa.." Opening his eyes, he looked up at her, seeing her fuss to pull the sheets over him. Kicking them away, he laughed a little when he saw her scowl and put her small hands on her tiny waist.
"I need to tell you something."
"Fine."
"There..really isn't an easy to say this, but..I don't think I should hide this from you, or Liv." Looking up at her, he noticed that she was looking at him, slightly amused. This worried him "I should just go ahead and say it. Willa, I'm a werewolf."
"Okay. Get some sleep Remus." Smiling brightly, she tossed some hair off her shoulders and walked out of his room and into the kitchen.
Confused, Remus rolled over and decided to grab a few extra hours before his first class. He would question Willa's answer later.
**
Remus, taught class and was exhausted when it was over. Although, he enjoyed teaching the first years they were just a bundle of nerves, always asking questions. Flopping down heavily in his chair, he leaned back and stared at the ceiling.
Slowly the door to his office opened and the familiar hop skip down the steps echoed in the room. Laughing a little, he shook his head, spinning his chair around to face the small black hair child that was hoping on the steps.
"Unca Rweemus! Unca Rweemus!" Baby Potter came bounding over toward his desk and latched his chubby arms around Remus' legs.
"Hey Harry!" Leaning down, he plucked the kid up and put him in his lap. Then, almost as if on cue, came his best friend, and his lovely wife. James and Lily Potter. Harry looked like a miniature James but tiny traits that belongs to Lily often made their way through.
"Hey mate." James grinned, making his way down the steps. "You don't look so good."
"Well.maybe you should look at a calendar more often." True, Remus' words were a little harsh, and he instantly regretted his tone.
"We're sorry Remus. We just.wanted to see the new baby." Lily spoke so politely; it was hard to be mad at her, although Remus was never mad at her.
Raising a brow, Remus crossed his arms, engulfing tiny Harry in his arms and chest. "How did you know about the baby?" Harry squealed a little and bounced in Remus' lap.
"Baby, baby, baby. I wanna see baby!"
"Well.Sirius owled us, after he heard it from Dumbledore." Lily smiled sheepishly; reaching over she pulled Harry away from Remus' lap and rested him against her hip.
"And, we want to see how the new father is holding up." James added, raising a brow. "You're not.really, this kid's father, are you Moony?"
Sighing, Remus rubbed his tired eyes and leaned back in his chair. Pushing himself around, side to side, he glanced over at his two friends. "No. Not, technically. I asked her, Willa, about the father, and she got this..Panicked look on her face. I think she's hiding something."
"Why did you accept it?" Lily, shifted the fidgeting Harry around to her other hip, then finally gave up on him and put him down, letting the child hop-skip around the room.
"I don't know. Seemed like the right thing to do." Sighing, Remus pushed himself out of the chair and fixed his robe. "I think we should let Harry see the baby before he explodes." Nodding, he started out of the room before James grabbed his arm.
"We're not punishing you for doing the right thing, mate. I'm proud of you. You'll make a great father." Grinning, he slapped his friend on the back and followed him out of his office and towards the suite he shared with Willa.
Disclaimer: NOTHING! Really..all I own..is Willa and Liv. That's it.
**
A few months passed and Willa eventually got used to doing the mommy thing. Growing up, she was so carefree and wild. Remus had often noticed that she was one with the group of people around while she told a joke and did cartwheels in the yard. Now, she was carrying a child and whispering to it in baby talk.
Since Remus was now taking on the responsibility of father, Dumbledoor moved them in a suite, one room for her, one for him. Joining bathroom and sharing a kitchen. It was odd at first, but both grew into it. It was small, and quaint, and located on the Gryfyndor hall. Willa had decorated her side, and attempted to decorate Remus' side, which only led to him yelling (just a little) but eventually Willa got her way. Already, they were acting like a married couple.just without the usual married couple bonuses.
What was odd, was Remus was slowly finding himself attracted to Willa and her off beat ways. Once she had lost all of her baby weight, he noticed how tiny she was. She had to be at least 5'2'' and was pencil thin. Often, he found himself wanting to wrap his arms around her and protect her. But what she really needed protection from, was from himself.
**
Willa woke up in the morning, to hear someone throwing up in the bathroom. Realizing, it wasn't herself she crawled out of the bed and pulled her robe on. Tying it around her waist, she walked to the bathroom, knocking on the door lightly.
"Remus?"
"G'way!"
Ooo someone was a grumpy Gus in the morning. Turning the knob, she stuck her head in, a few black curls spilling over her shoulder. "Remus.Are you feeling alright?"
"Just.fine. G'way Willa!" He snarled a little, feeling the bile rise up in his throat again. Gripping the sides of the toilet, he felt his stomach heave again.
"Yea..right." Willa snorted and pushed herself into the bathroom more. Walking around, she grabbed a red washcloth off the sink and ran some warm water over it. Turning, she squatted down in front of Remus and put the cloth on his forehead. "You should take it easy today." Nodding, she reached up and brushed some of his brown hair off his brow. His hair was thick, like hers, but had a few streaks of silver in it. Although, he was too young to already have graying hair..it almost suited it.
"You never listen to orders do you." Sighing, Remus leaned back against the wall, closing his eyes.
"Nope." Carefully, she moved the cloth around his face. Scooting closer, she moved the cloth to the back of his neck. "Lets get you back to bed mister, before you give Liv what you've got." Standing up, she leaned down and pulled on his arm. Relucantly, he moved and slid his arm around her waist.
She had no idea what he had, and there was no way in hell, Liv would be able to catch it. Not unless he hurt her, which he didn't plan too. Crawling onto his bed, he leaned back sighing.
"Willa.." Opening his eyes, he looked up at her, seeing her fuss to pull the sheets over him. Kicking them away, he laughed a little when he saw her scowl and put her small hands on her tiny waist.
"I need to tell you something."
"Fine."
"There..really isn't an easy to say this, but..I don't think I should hide this from you, or Liv." Looking up at her, he noticed that she was looking at him, slightly amused. This worried him "I should just go ahead and say it. Willa, I'm a werewolf."
"Okay. Get some sleep Remus." Smiling brightly, she tossed some hair off her shoulders and walked out of his room and into the kitchen.
Confused, Remus rolled over and decided to grab a few extra hours before his first class. He would question Willa's answer later.
**
Remus, taught class and was exhausted when it was over. Although, he enjoyed teaching the first years they were just a bundle of nerves, always asking questions. Flopping down heavily in his chair, he leaned back and stared at the ceiling.
Slowly the door to his office opened and the familiar hop skip down the steps echoed in the room. Laughing a little, he shook his head, spinning his chair around to face the small black hair child that was hoping on the steps.
"Unca Rweemus! Unca Rweemus!" Baby Potter came bounding over toward his desk and latched his chubby arms around Remus' legs.
"Hey Harry!" Leaning down, he plucked the kid up and put him in his lap. Then, almost as if on cue, came his best friend, and his lovely wife. James and Lily Potter. Harry looked like a miniature James but tiny traits that belongs to Lily often made their way through.
"Hey mate." James grinned, making his way down the steps. "You don't look so good."
"Well.maybe you should look at a calendar more often." True, Remus' words were a little harsh, and he instantly regretted his tone.
"We're sorry Remus. We just.wanted to see the new baby." Lily spoke so politely; it was hard to be mad at her, although Remus was never mad at her.
Raising a brow, Remus crossed his arms, engulfing tiny Harry in his arms and chest. "How did you know about the baby?" Harry squealed a little and bounced in Remus' lap.
"Baby, baby, baby. I wanna see baby!"
"Well.Sirius owled us, after he heard it from Dumbledore." Lily smiled sheepishly; reaching over she pulled Harry away from Remus' lap and rested him against her hip.
"And, we want to see how the new father is holding up." James added, raising a brow. "You're not.really, this kid's father, are you Moony?"
Sighing, Remus rubbed his tired eyes and leaned back in his chair. Pushing himself around, side to side, he glanced over at his two friends. "No. Not, technically. I asked her, Willa, about the father, and she got this..Panicked look on her face. I think she's hiding something."
"Why did you accept it?" Lily, shifted the fidgeting Harry around to her other hip, then finally gave up on him and put him down, letting the child hop-skip around the room.
"I don't know. Seemed like the right thing to do." Sighing, Remus pushed himself out of the chair and fixed his robe. "I think we should let Harry see the baby before he explodes." Nodding, he started out of the room before James grabbed his arm.
"We're not punishing you for doing the right thing, mate. I'm proud of you. You'll make a great father." Grinning, he slapped his friend on the back and followed him out of his office and towards the suite he shared with Willa.