Disclaimer: see first chapter.
Minako
Rifling through a closet in a corner of my room, I found some suitable robes for Remus. They were fairly new, and I had just had them washed. Going into the guestroom, I picked up a couple of other garments that Remus would need soon enough, seeing as he was soaked thoroughly.
Entering the room swiftly, I tapped his shoulder lightly. It looked as though he had been in deep thought. "Remus, here are some dry things, and a towel." I swallowed in uncertainty. "I'll leave you to change." Leaving the room, I entered the kitchen, and pulled some coffee out of the freezer, making a pot. Waiting, and watching the coffee drip into the pot slowly, many thoughts ran through my mind. Most of my thoughts were of him. "God." I muttered, tapping my fingers on the counter. "I cannot fall for him again. No. No. No." I whispered softly to myself.
Pouring some coffee, I called back to him. "Would you like some coffee?" I stopped, making my own, awaiting his answer. "Er, yes please." His voice called quietly back. I noticed it was quite hesitant, and at that I thought he was still thinking deeply. "How do you like it?" "Two sugars with cream." I nodded, making his coffee accordingly, and re-entered the room.
I smirked slightly, seeing him in those robes. It was almost as if I claimed him for my own. NO, I thought again, LEAVE HIM. I walked over beside him, and sat down on the couch, which he had also chosen to rest himself. He was trembling slightly. "Remus?" I inquired softly. He looked up, shaking obviously from the effort of holding back his feelings and thoughts. That was when he cracked.
Remus
Looking up at her, after I had changed into the dry things, my will finally gave. I only vaguely thought of how piteous it was to see me, weeping, to see a grown man cry. Instead of pushing me away, like I thought she might, she bit her lip, and amazingly pulled me over into her arms. I now grieved on her shoulder. She was comforting me. My shoulders shook, but she rubbed my back, reassuring me. I looked up from her shoulder, warm tears streaming down my face. "Shh, everything is going to be fine. The grief will pass."
I squeezed my eyes shut. "I'm sorry, it's just." I started, but found my voice would not tolerate more. "I know what happened that night." Mina replied softly to me, still holding me. I found that I did not want her to let go. "Dumbledore told me. He told me about Sirius." I found I could not meet her gaze. The floor was suddenly very interesting. Shag carpeting. "And I know about.your monthly occurrences."
I looked up again. It was unnerving to hear my curse being called that. "Remus, somehow you must find it in your heart to be strong, even without your friends." She brushed the childish tears off of my face. Her hand remained on my face. "You must be strong. For Harry." I nodded. "For Harry." I echoed softly, closing my eyes.
Minako
"Remus." I said hesitantly, my soft white hand still upon that glorious face. "Hmm?" he answered, the grief apparently appeased for now. "You should rest. The guestroom's all ready for you.and your coffee." I handed him the mug. He nodded, standing up, sipping the still-warm beverage. "Where?" he started, but I finished for him. "It is the first room up the stairs. If you need anything, I'll be down here. I have some things to finish." Nodding, he headed towards the stairs, my eyes remaining on his movements.
As he left, I longed for him to be in my arms again. But knowing myself, I undoubtedly denied myself love and trust. I didn't deserve it at all. Or so I thought.
Minako
Rifling through a closet in a corner of my room, I found some suitable robes for Remus. They were fairly new, and I had just had them washed. Going into the guestroom, I picked up a couple of other garments that Remus would need soon enough, seeing as he was soaked thoroughly.
Entering the room swiftly, I tapped his shoulder lightly. It looked as though he had been in deep thought. "Remus, here are some dry things, and a towel." I swallowed in uncertainty. "I'll leave you to change." Leaving the room, I entered the kitchen, and pulled some coffee out of the freezer, making a pot. Waiting, and watching the coffee drip into the pot slowly, many thoughts ran through my mind. Most of my thoughts were of him. "God." I muttered, tapping my fingers on the counter. "I cannot fall for him again. No. No. No." I whispered softly to myself.
Pouring some coffee, I called back to him. "Would you like some coffee?" I stopped, making my own, awaiting his answer. "Er, yes please." His voice called quietly back. I noticed it was quite hesitant, and at that I thought he was still thinking deeply. "How do you like it?" "Two sugars with cream." I nodded, making his coffee accordingly, and re-entered the room.
I smirked slightly, seeing him in those robes. It was almost as if I claimed him for my own. NO, I thought again, LEAVE HIM. I walked over beside him, and sat down on the couch, which he had also chosen to rest himself. He was trembling slightly. "Remus?" I inquired softly. He looked up, shaking obviously from the effort of holding back his feelings and thoughts. That was when he cracked.
Remus
Looking up at her, after I had changed into the dry things, my will finally gave. I only vaguely thought of how piteous it was to see me, weeping, to see a grown man cry. Instead of pushing me away, like I thought she might, she bit her lip, and amazingly pulled me over into her arms. I now grieved on her shoulder. She was comforting me. My shoulders shook, but she rubbed my back, reassuring me. I looked up from her shoulder, warm tears streaming down my face. "Shh, everything is going to be fine. The grief will pass."
I squeezed my eyes shut. "I'm sorry, it's just." I started, but found my voice would not tolerate more. "I know what happened that night." Mina replied softly to me, still holding me. I found that I did not want her to let go. "Dumbledore told me. He told me about Sirius." I found I could not meet her gaze. The floor was suddenly very interesting. Shag carpeting. "And I know about.your monthly occurrences."
I looked up again. It was unnerving to hear my curse being called that. "Remus, somehow you must find it in your heart to be strong, even without your friends." She brushed the childish tears off of my face. Her hand remained on my face. "You must be strong. For Harry." I nodded. "For Harry." I echoed softly, closing my eyes.
Minako
"Remus." I said hesitantly, my soft white hand still upon that glorious face. "Hmm?" he answered, the grief apparently appeased for now. "You should rest. The guestroom's all ready for you.and your coffee." I handed him the mug. He nodded, standing up, sipping the still-warm beverage. "Where?" he started, but I finished for him. "It is the first room up the stairs. If you need anything, I'll be down here. I have some things to finish." Nodding, he headed towards the stairs, my eyes remaining on his movements.
As he left, I longed for him to be in my arms again. But knowing myself, I undoubtedly denied myself love and trust. I didn't deserve it at all. Or so I thought.