Remus woke up and the first thing she did was vomit. Black bile erupted from her throat and it burned. She had to stop and gather herself, pushing a fly away back behind her ear. She wiped her mouth off with the back of her bare arm and grabbed the blanket to wrap around herself. The wounds were still there, if not worse.
She tried to take a step and crumpled over in a heap, vomiting once more. She heard the door creak open and her friends stepped out.
"Hey, Rem! How's it…" Sirius didn't need to finish his question. He quickly ran over and helped move her so she wasn't lying in a pool of her filth. James cleaned it up with a simple spell as Damocles came over to their side.
"Remus, what happened?"
Remus had to sit there for a moment as her memories replayed. She never told him about how she could remember what she had done. She was never going to tell anyone that.
"I…I woke up, and started getting sick." She said weakly.
"How do you feel?"
"How does she feel?" Sirius snapped. "Look at her! She doesn't look like she's doing bloody well, does she? Why don't you do something useful and get her a drink of water?"
"I didn't…"
"There's some in the bag I brought." Sirius said, and pulled out his wand. "Got any major wounds this time, Moony?"
Remus coughed as some more vomit made its way up her throat, "No."
He whispered a few words and Remus smiled up into his grey eyes.
"Thank you, Siri."
Damocles handed her a bottle and she swallowed it down in one gulp.
"Are you always this thirsty?" he asked. Remus held out her hand as she shook her head. Sirius nodded towards the bag.
"I always bring four. She drinks three, but I always bring an extra just in case."
Damocles quickly came back with the other bottles, and Remus drank two more before stopping.
"Thank you."
"Do you feel any different than usual times?"
"Yes." She said in a hoarse voice. "Worse. Much worse."
Damocles frowned.
"Come on," James said, "Let's get back to school."
The boys and one lone teacher let her get changed before James and Sirius helped carry/walk her back to the grounds. Damocles fell behind them, watching intently as the strange group of friends let a werewolf lean on them.
Remus woke up and the first thing she did was vomit. Black bile erupted from her throat and it burned. She had to stop and gather herself, pushing a fly away back behind her ear. She wiped her mouth off with the back of her bare arm and grabbed the blanket to wrap around herself. The wounds were still there, if not worse.
She tried to take a step and crumpled over in a heap, vomiting once more. She heard the door creak open and her friends stepped out.
"Hey, Rem! How's it…" Sirius didn't need to finish his question. He quickly ran over and helped move her so she wasn't lying in a pool of her filth. James cleaned it up with a simple spell as Damocles came over to their side.
"Remus, what happened?"
Remus had to sit there for a moment as her memories replayed. She never told him about how she could remember what she had done. She was never going to tell anyone that.
"I…I woke up, and started getting sick." She said weakly.
"How do you feel?"
"How does she feel?" Sirius snapped. "Look at her! She doesn't look like she's doing bloody well, does she? Why don't you do something useful and get her a drink of water?"
"I didn't…"
"There's some in the bag I brought." Sirius said, and pulled out his wand. "Got any major wounds this time, Moony?"
Remus coughed as some more vomit made its way up her throat, "No."
He whispered a few words and Remus smiled up into his grey eyes.
"Thank you, Siri."
Damocles handed her a bottle and she swallowed it down in one gulp.
"Are you always this thirsty?" he asked. Remus held out her hand as she shook her head. Sirius nodded towards the bag.
"I always bring four. She drinks three, but I always bring an extra just in case."
Damocles quickly came back with the other bottles, and Remus drank two more before stopping.
"Thank you."
"Do you feel any different than usual times?"
"Yes." She said in a hoarse voice. "Worse. Much worse."
Damocles frowned.
"Come on," James said, "Let's get back to school."
The boys and one lone teacher let her get changed before James and Sirius helped carry/walk her back to the grounds. Damocles fell behind them, watching intently as the strange group of friends let a werewolf lean on them.
I don't know if you can tell, but I am combining these shorter scenes with others to make less chapters.