Breakfast with a new Roommate
Remus had slipped quietly into the croft during the early hours of the morning expecting to grab a couple hours sleep on the sofa. It made sense in his mind for Harry to have slept upstairs and the girls to have shared the bed, which was the only item of furniture in the small cottage which had been purchased with more than one person living there in mind. He had not expected his sofa to have been moved to the loft or for all three young people to have managed to squeeze into that tiny space. Had he not been exausted himself, he might have chuckled.
Instead, he moved silently through his evening ablutions and slipped silently into the bed where he lay awake for a long while procesing the events of the evening. Despite her assurances, he was still worried over 'Dora...which created it's own set of issues as he was becoming uncomfortably aware that nine months had not been long enough to purge himself of those feelings. Add to that his decidedly violent internal reaction to Bellatrix Lestrange's presence at the reunion and he was almost surprised when sleep finally claimed him.
It was well and truly morning when the sounds of someone moving about the croft finally woke him up. Luckily for Hermione, he remembered in time that he had others staying over or she might have been met by the business end of a wand when she came down the stairs before leaving.
But, as he did remember his guests in time, he chose instead to make himself presentable before Harry or Ginny made an appearance. After a quick, five-minute shower, he once more donned denims, pairing them this time with a soft cable-knit jumper, and went out into the main part of the cottage to see who was about.
Hearing quiet sounds upstairs, Remus decided not to interupt and instead took himself outside for a short walk before breakfast. He'd received a message that his shift had been changed at the shop and found himself with extra time this morning.
So, he was in no rush.
Besides, walking down the mountainside a bit was a good way for him to clear his head of the lingering musings of the night before. There was nothing to be gained by worrying, after all, and now that he was free from obligations he could be sure to be in full attendence at the day's reunion festivities. He wasn't sure what he'd be able to do, but he'd be there.
'Dora had been correct in her thinking that Remus took to feeling useless only slightly better than Sirius had. Really, the only thing keeping Remus back from some of his friend's recklessness was a lifelong habit. Having been raised to believe any sort of recklessness could result in his own execution, acting without thinking it through beforehand was not something which came to him easily.
Sighing, Remus turned and made his way back up to the croft. He'd been wandering about the mountain for twenty to thirty minutes. It was probably safe to assume his guests were up by now.
Instead, he moved silently through his evening ablutions and slipped silently into the bed where he lay awake for a long while procesing the events of the evening. Despite her assurances, he was still worried over 'Dora...which created it's own set of issues as he was becoming uncomfortably aware that nine months had not been long enough to purge himself of those feelings. Add to that his decidedly violent internal reaction to Bellatrix Lestrange's presence at the reunion and he was almost surprised when sleep finally claimed him.
It was well and truly morning when the sounds of someone moving about the croft finally woke him up. Luckily for Hermione, he remembered in time that he had others staying over or she might have been met by the business end of a wand when she came down the stairs before leaving.
But, as he did remember his guests in time, he chose instead to make himself presentable before Harry or Ginny made an appearance. After a quick, five-minute shower, he once more donned denims, pairing them this time with a soft cable-knit jumper, and went out into the main part of the cottage to see who was about.
Hearing quiet sounds upstairs, Remus decided not to interupt and instead took himself outside for a short walk before breakfast. He'd received a message that his shift had been changed at the shop and found himself with extra time this morning.
So, he was in no rush.
Besides, walking down the mountainside a bit was a good way for him to clear his head of the lingering musings of the night before. There was nothing to be gained by worrying, after all, and now that he was free from obligations he could be sure to be in full attendence at the day's reunion festivities. He wasn't sure what he'd be able to do, but he'd be there.
'Dora had been correct in her thinking that Remus took to feeling useless only slightly better than Sirius had. Really, the only thing keeping Remus back from some of his friend's recklessness was a lifelong habit. Having been raised to believe any sort of recklessness could result in his own execution, acting without thinking it through beforehand was not something which came to him easily.
Sighing, Remus turned and made his way back up to the croft. He'd been wandering about the mountain for twenty to thirty minutes. It was probably safe to assume his guests were up by now.