RP: Regulus, Remus Who: Regulus, Remus Where: The Dungeon, Hogwarts When: evening, 2 January, 2025 Rating/Warnings: Summary: Remus helps Regulus with his move.
Regulus shouldn't be so excited about teaching, or working in general, but this was different. It wasn't about the children, or the actual work. It was about coming home. It had been two years in his own lifetime. Two short years since he'd left the safety of the dungeon, and now he was back. This time, there would be no sharing room, no putting up spells to make sure that you weren't hurt or your things were stolen (not that anyone would have done those things to him, but he still had put up the spells). This time, he had rooms and space and house elves. "Perfect," he said, mostly to himself.
He turned to Remus who was helping him getting settled, before smiling. "I must be a sight." Amongst Grimmauld Place, the potion classroom and this, he felt like he'd been living in dust. "I can't imagine why any Slytherin professor wouldn't choose to live here. It's a disgrace."