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Remus came over for a cup of tea last night and a bit of a chat, he showed up not long after I'd gotten home from work, little Ginny with me. He came with scones and I put the kettle on because I can actually make a half-decent cup of tea, though that's about it. We sat around in the kitchen and talked, about a lot of things, and I think the kids knew I'd be speaking about their mother because they didn't come join us at all. I suppose I speak about their mother enough lately, they're probably sick of hearing it. It seems Remus could speak from my wife's perspective, in a ways. Though I didn't do anything, and his other half actually did. I didn't. Do. Anything. I can see now how Molly might have thought so, I can see why she was maybe thinking what she was, or what she is thinking, but I can't say enough that at the time, it all went right over my head. I won't mention Miss Parkinson's name again.
It was a good chat, even if the old shoulders were shaking slightly at one stage. I apologise for being how I was, Remus, it's no state for someone my age to be in, someone supporting a family, and all of that. Anyway, Lupin left not long before 8pm, and I sat in the kitchen by myself until my cup of tea was stone cold. Ginny made me another, and Ronald half-shrugged his shoulders. I think maybe they've given up on me. I'd never thought I'd see the day where Molly would give up on me before I did myself, but I'm almost there now anyway so what does it really matter? I suppose that's not the point.
Lupin showed up again somewhere near eleven, maybe twelve. He unexpectedly popped into the kitchen again, which was a little startling, as I was still at the table with my second cup of cold tea. He blurted out something about Harry, and after I'd tried to make him sit and calm down three times, I finally got out that he was looking for Harry and thought he'd be here, at the Burrow. He was jumping around a lot, he wouldn't sit, he wouldn't stop, and he also blurted out a few things I think he'd been holding back earlier. He's right, I shouldn't be such a coward.
So I'm up early to owl Lupin and ask after Harry, and then I'm heading down to the shed to speak to my wife, who I love so much that it hurts, quite a lot.
It was a good chat, even if the old shoulders were shaking slightly at one stage. I apologise for being how I was, Remus, it's no state for someone my age to be in, someone supporting a family, and all of that. Anyway, Lupin left not long before 8pm, and I sat in the kitchen by myself until my cup of tea was stone cold. Ginny made me another, and Ronald half-shrugged his shoulders. I think maybe they've given up on me. I'd never thought I'd see the day where Molly would give up on me before I did myself, but I'm almost there now anyway so what does it really matter? I suppose that's not the point.
Lupin showed up again somewhere near eleven, maybe twelve. He unexpectedly popped into the kitchen again, which was a little startling, as I was still at the table with my second cup of cold tea. He blurted out something about Harry, and after I'd tried to make him sit and calm down three times, I finally got out that he was looking for Harry and thought he'd be here, at the Burrow. He was jumping around a lot, he wouldn't sit, he wouldn't stop, and he also blurted out a few things I think he'd been holding back earlier. He's right, I shouldn't be such a coward.
So I'm up early to owl Lupin and ask after Harry, and then I'm heading down to the shed to speak to my wife, who I love so much that it hurts, quite a lot.