When Remus awoke from his magically induced sleep he felt a many times
better than he had, of course he would have a few new scars but scars were
nothing new. Besides a scar was a badge of honor for a wolf. Scars said
that you were in a battle with someone stronger than you and you lived
through it.
Madame Pomfrey saw him before he even said anything and hurried over with a bedpan. Remus suddenly felt weak and embarrassed. To have to be treated like a helpless oldster was too much for the raging wolf inside the sandy haired boy, and he waved off the bedpan and climbed shakily to his feet. Remus gasped as his bare feet touched a cold stone floor of Hogwarts infirmary. Madame Pomfrey appraised him for a few moments then went back to her work, a glint of triumph in her formidable eye. Remus then realized he had no idea where the bathroom was much less how he was going to make it there.
"Madame?" Remus' french accent sounded dry and flaky as aged parchment. " Where is the loo?"
The Medi witch didn't even look up from the stack of parchments she was looking over She merely gestured with her want to uninviting stone doorway to the right of the infirmary door. And wearily Remus made his way to the door, feeling an urgent pinching of his bladder. More uncomfortable though were the tightly wrapped bandages around his torso and arms. Eventually Remus made it to the Lavatory and nudged the heavy old-fashioned door shut.
And that was the most eventful thing that happened for several days as he was confined to a bed, which suited Remus well as the library had a fascinating number of books.
On about the 5th day of his confinement to the comfortable bed, Madame Pomfrey Bustled over to his bed and snipped away the thick bandages that covered healed wounds now forgotten. When he asked her why she was removing his bandages she merely said: "You my Boy are going shopping today."
Madame Pomfrey saw him before he even said anything and hurried over with a bedpan. Remus suddenly felt weak and embarrassed. To have to be treated like a helpless oldster was too much for the raging wolf inside the sandy haired boy, and he waved off the bedpan and climbed shakily to his feet. Remus gasped as his bare feet touched a cold stone floor of Hogwarts infirmary. Madame Pomfrey appraised him for a few moments then went back to her work, a glint of triumph in her formidable eye. Remus then realized he had no idea where the bathroom was much less how he was going to make it there.
"Madame?" Remus' french accent sounded dry and flaky as aged parchment. " Where is the loo?"
The Medi witch didn't even look up from the stack of parchments she was looking over She merely gestured with her want to uninviting stone doorway to the right of the infirmary door. And wearily Remus made his way to the door, feeling an urgent pinching of his bladder. More uncomfortable though were the tightly wrapped bandages around his torso and arms. Eventually Remus made it to the Lavatory and nudged the heavy old-fashioned door shut.
And that was the most eventful thing that happened for several days as he was confined to a bed, which suited Remus well as the library had a fascinating number of books.
On about the 5th day of his confinement to the comfortable bed, Madame Pomfrey Bustled over to his bed and snipped away the thick bandages that covered healed wounds now forgotten. When he asked her why she was removing his bandages she merely said: "You my Boy are going shopping today."