Who: Isabelle and Remus
Where: Her home.
Style: Whatever you prefer, darling.
Status: Closed
Waking up to a panicked, teary-eyed girlfriend after a three week long nap was not the most pleasant of ways to return to consciousness.
It took only one brief look at Isabelle's withdrawn and sombre expression, something he had never yet seen from her in their time together, for Remus to know that something had happened to her in his absence. When she had obviously needed him most.
Bloody inconvenient sleep comas. Thanks a lot, Somarium.
Still, there was little he could do about that particular past matter except to make it up to her in the present by being there now. Which was precisely why he had cleaned himself up quickly and now was knocking calmly on her front door step.
Hopefully her brothers wouldn't be the ones to answer. So far, Remus had not left the best of impressions upon either of them.