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The next day dawned bright and clear. Remus sat up, yawning, and shaking away the familiar nightmare. It was always the same, him holding onto Harry, while they watched Sirius fall through the veil, never to return. How long was this going to haunt him? He sighed, and got out of bed, pulling out one of his least battered robes. Then the guilt wracked werewolf made his way down the stairs, what ifs chasing themselves around his head.
Sitting at the kitchen table, when he walked in, was Tonks and Snape. He sighed. Two people he didn't really want to see right now. Snape for obvious reasons, and Tonks, because of what he'd said last night. "Snape, Tonks," he said, and nodded a curt greeting before heading to the coffee pot, slightly pink in the cheeks.
They nodded back, before, turning back to their respective business. Remus was wondering, as to what Snape was doing in this particular kitchen at that particular hour, when Snape said, "just delivering a report Lupin, no need to look so territorial, then again, I don't suppose that you can really help that now can you?" Before Remus had the chance to pull out his wand and hex him, Snape gave him an evil little smirk, and disapparated.
"Forget it," said Tonks, rising and heading to the stove. "Ever since, well... a few weeks ago, he's been acting like he's got something up his ahhh." Remus lunged, but it was too late to stop the falling coffee pot.
He gently pulled her over to the sink, sticking her arm under the cold water tap to prevent major burning. "You ok," he asked, his eyes filled with worry.
"Yeah," she answered, blinking away the small tears of pain that had started in her eyes. "I'm so damn clumsy," she whispered.
"We all have our faults love," he said, gently splashing the cool water over her burnt arm. She chose not to comment on his use of words, but gave him a small smile instead.
"What happened?" asked Mad-Eye Moody, who had just walked into the kitchen with Mundungus Fletcher, and Bill Weasley.
"Spilled a bit of coffee," said Remus, "nothing life threatening." With this assurance, Mad- Eye went back to arguing with Mundungus about something he had stolen, while Bill looked on with amusement. Remus took out a soft cloth, and dried off Tonk's arm.
"So," said Remus to Bill, "when is your family coming?"
"They should be arriving with Hermione around two," was the reply.
"And Harry?" Bill asked.
"A group will be going for him as soon as it's dark enough," said Remus. That was all that any of them could manage at that hour of the morning, and each fell back into the stupor of early morning. The only one's that seemed alive were Mad-Eye and Mundungus, who were still arguing. But conflict was brewing Tonk's mind. Should she say something? The worst that he could do was reject her.
In the end, she ended up saying, "Remus, could we talk in the other room for a minute?" Mundungus and Mad-Eye paused for a moment in there argument to raise an eyebrow at each other, but other than that, no other notice was made of their departure.
"So, what is it that you wanted?" said Remus, while staring pointedly at the wall.
"Umm, yeah, well about last night." She said. "I wanted to make sure that you were ok."
"Yes, I'm fine," replied Remus, "just a little breakdown." Then as an afterthought, he added, "would you mind not mentioning this to anyone?"
"Sure," she said. She thought; I hate the word "fine". He smiled at her, and turned to leave the room, he was almost to the door, when she called, "Remus, would you like me to ask Snape to make a dreamless sleep potion for you?"
"Why would I want that?" he asked warily.
"Well," she said a bit nervously, "I heard you yelling in your sleep last night. You were shouting for Sirius, then yelling at Harry, and then you started crying," she broke off lamely. "I just thought that you would like to not have to replay that day over and over again."
"Well I guess, but don't tell him that it's for me, I'd never hear the end of it."
"Ok," she said brightly, "you're going to get Harry tonight?" He nodded. "See you later then."
"Goodbye," he said as she walked out of the room. Then, smiling to himself, he walked out the opposite door.
The next day dawned bright and clear. Remus sat up, yawning, and shaking away the familiar nightmare. It was always the same, him holding onto Harry, while they watched Sirius fall through the veil, never to return. How long was this going to haunt him? He sighed, and got out of bed, pulling out one of his least battered robes. Then the guilt wracked werewolf made his way down the stairs, what ifs chasing themselves around his head.
Sitting at the kitchen table, when he walked in, was Tonks and Snape. He sighed. Two people he didn't really want to see right now. Snape for obvious reasons, and Tonks, because of what he'd said last night. "Snape, Tonks," he said, and nodded a curt greeting before heading to the coffee pot, slightly pink in the cheeks.
They nodded back, before, turning back to their respective business. Remus was wondering, as to what Snape was doing in this particular kitchen at that particular hour, when Snape said, "just delivering a report Lupin, no need to look so territorial, then again, I don't suppose that you can really help that now can you?" Before Remus had the chance to pull out his wand and hex him, Snape gave him an evil little smirk, and disapparated.
"Forget it," said Tonks, rising and heading to the stove. "Ever since, well... a few weeks ago, he's been acting like he's got something up his ahhh." Remus lunged, but it was too late to stop the falling coffee pot.
He gently pulled her over to the sink, sticking her arm under the cold water tap to prevent major burning. "You ok," he asked, his eyes filled with worry.
"Yeah," she answered, blinking away the small tears of pain that had started in her eyes. "I'm so damn clumsy," she whispered.
"We all have our faults love," he said, gently splashing the cool water over her burnt arm. She chose not to comment on his use of words, but gave him a small smile instead.
"What happened?" asked Mad-Eye Moody, who had just walked into the kitchen with Mundungus Fletcher, and Bill Weasley.
"Spilled a bit of coffee," said Remus, "nothing life threatening." With this assurance, Mad- Eye went back to arguing with Mundungus about something he had stolen, while Bill looked on with amusement. Remus took out a soft cloth, and dried off Tonk's arm.
"So," said Remus to Bill, "when is your family coming?"
"They should be arriving with Hermione around two," was the reply.
"And Harry?" Bill asked.
"A group will be going for him as soon as it's dark enough," said Remus. That was all that any of them could manage at that hour of the morning, and each fell back into the stupor of early morning. The only one's that seemed alive were Mad-Eye and Mundungus, who were still arguing. But conflict was brewing Tonk's mind. Should she say something? The worst that he could do was reject her.
In the end, she ended up saying, "Remus, could we talk in the other room for a minute?" Mundungus and Mad-Eye paused for a moment in there argument to raise an eyebrow at each other, but other than that, no other notice was made of their departure.
"So, what is it that you wanted?" said Remus, while staring pointedly at the wall.
"Umm, yeah, well about last night." She said. "I wanted to make sure that you were ok."
"Yes, I'm fine," replied Remus, "just a little breakdown." Then as an afterthought, he added, "would you mind not mentioning this to anyone?"
"Sure," she said. She thought; I hate the word "fine". He smiled at her, and turned to leave the room, he was almost to the door, when she called, "Remus, would you like me to ask Snape to make a dreamless sleep potion for you?"
"Why would I want that?" he asked warily.
"Well," she said a bit nervously, "I heard you yelling in your sleep last night. You were shouting for Sirius, then yelling at Harry, and then you started crying," she broke off lamely. "I just thought that you would like to not have to replay that day over and over again."
"Well I guess, but don't tell him that it's for me, I'd never hear the end of it."
"Ok," she said brightly, "you're going to get Harry tonight?" He nodded. "See you later then."
"Goodbye," he said as she walked out of the room. Then, smiling to himself, he walked out the opposite door.