Teddy Lupin (teddytoo) wrote in somerealityrpg, @ 2020-01-13 06:41:00 |
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Who: Teddy Lupin and Open
What: Panic and sadness
Where: On the fourth floor, near the stairway
When: Monday morning, before school; after this
It was a routine that Teddy had allowed himself; He would wake up in the mornings before school, and he would drop by to see his father for breakfast. It was nice, considering all the breakfasts that Teddy had ever wished he’d had with his father. It was Remus who had encouraged Teddy to keep attending the muggle school, if nothing else but because a magic one was not an option here, and Teddy still had many things to learn.
Things had been fine that morning, except that when he’d tried to knock on the apartment door that morning there was no answer. When someone finally did answer, and informed him that Remus’ stuff wasn’t there it was all Teddy could do to numbly nod his head. He’d known it was a possibility that his father, or his mother, could vanish. Hell, his grandmother had.
His father was dead though, that was the key difference. He’d been mad when Andromeda had been taken away, but it was nothing compared to the utter pain in his chest from knowing that his father was dead and that this was the only chance he’d had with him. Still, tears didn’t fall. He couldn’t make them.
But as he walked, he felt dizzy, like all the color was draining from his world. He had to lean on a wall for a moment, and gasp for breath. He couldn’t handle this. His chest was aching and there was a tightness, like something had him in a vice. The blue shocks of color that ran through his hair mutted into a brown to match the rest, and normally concealed marks from acne popped up on his face. He couldn’t focus on his metamorphmagus abilities, not when he couldn’t breath and it felt like someone was squeezing his heart.
He dropped to his knees, feeling almost like it was too much effort to remain standing. He just leaned against the wall, his body shaking with the effort of just trying to breathe, his breath coming out in short, hyperventilating gasps. But still, no tears.