Finding the time hadn't been an issue. not when Anne was currently without a job. She'd rather not have gone out and wasted money on pub food (she was in one of her budgetting moods), but Lupin was doing her a favour just by meeting her, so she wasn't about to argue. She wasn't quite sure what they all meant by wanting to meet her, or what Caleb thought she could gain, but knowing an influential werewolf couldn't hurt, could it? As she had breakfast that morning, Anne reflected that Lupin must already be drinking Wolfsbane, as he sat up in his office at Hogwarts, preparing for his job.
Lucky bastard.To be honest, she wasn't all that comfortable having a public chat about their condition, either, but people were probably more used to werewolves with Lupin around, and if anyone did decide to get shirt - it had happened before - then Lupin, as the better-known man, would undoubtedly draw the ire. All in all, there was no good reason not to go, despite her hesitancy. She wondered if it was something to do with the waxing moon
( ... )
It wasn't too difficult to recognize another who shared their affliction so close to the Full. The preternatural senses that were growing in strength picked out the subtle differences in scent that said 'not fully prey'. Some subliminal hint of the lupine gait flowing through human limbs registered to changing eyesight. And so, Remus stood politely as soon as she approached
( ... )
"Thank you," she said, having been addressed in enough different ways not to know herself if she was Miss or Mrs, Harman or Shephard. She picked up the menu, scanning it quickly. The smell of delicious food was already making her mouth water - someone at a nearby table was having roast chicken. The salad looked nice, though.
"I do appreciate you taking the time to meet me," she said. "I ... I have to admit I'm not really sure what Caleb wanted from this meeting. Did he explain I was at school with Stella Sinastra?" She smiled gently, eyes still mostly on the menu and not on her host, except when she was speaking to him. She felt very shy, suddenly in front of this man whom everyone seemed to love, and whom she'd read about in the newspapers, and whom she'd held opinions about without much ground. He seemed pleasant, mild, though there was some undercurrent she knew was tied to this week's irritability.
Remus watched quietly as she perused the menu, trying to see what he could glean of her circumstances from her appearance. He could see the gentle trepidation in her demeanor, though her downcast eyes spoke more of shyness than true nervousness as Caleb had described. He would have very much liked to put her at ease, but that was likely something that would take some work and patience on his part
( ... )
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Lucky bastard.To be honest, she wasn't all that comfortable having a public chat about their condition, either, but people were probably more used to werewolves with Lupin around, and if anyone did decide to get shirt - it had happened before - then Lupin, as the better-known man, would undoubtedly draw the ire. All in all, there was no good reason not to go, despite her hesitancy. She wondered if it was something to do with the waxing moon ( ... )
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"I do appreciate you taking the time to meet me," she said. "I ... I have to admit I'm not really sure what Caleb wanted from this meeting. Did he explain I was at school with Stella Sinastra?" She smiled gently, eyes still mostly on the menu and not on her host, except when she was speaking to him. She felt very shy, suddenly in front of this man whom everyone seemed to love, and whom she'd read about in the newspapers, and whom she'd held opinions about without much ground. He seemed pleasant, mild, though there was some undercurrent she knew was tied to this week's irritability.
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