Who: Remus Lupin, Remus' parents, Prof. Luthor What: Meeting at Beauxbaton When: 6pm Where: Beauxbaton potion's office Rating: Uhm, lets be safe and say PG-13+ Complete: Not yet!
Remus was going to kick something if his mother did the lick-finger-and-then-use-finger-on-his-face thing one more time. It was really starting to drive him up a wall. Especially when she fixed the robes on him a final time with a simpering noise of disappointment and a murmured, "I don't see why you must pander to the hideous style of the magic users. A suit would look so dashing on you."
Out of the corner of his eye, his father took another sip from a hip flask and put it away. He gave out a final sigh and wormed from their hold, brushing his hands through slightly shaggy hair and trying to ignore the scars that always felt a million times more apparent on his cheeks than when he wasn't around his mother. Pulling the sleeves over the still red and swollen bite marks along his own wrists, he gave a calming smile to his mother.
"We'll be fine."
She nodded. Reaching for the floo powder, he glanced around the Hogshead room they had gotten for the night and gave out a final sigh. Then he was throwing in the grainy powder for international travel, calling out "Beauxbaton main office" and stepping through. Moments later, his parents followed, emerging with a dizzy, gut sick feeling. Remus hated international travel. At least they didn't have to go through the normal custom procedures because of how often they went back and forth.