Remus Lupin is suffering from teenage angst (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} prefect_wolf) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} loremrpg,@ 2011-04-20 17:37:00 |
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| Entry tags: | !incomplete, dorcas meadowes, remus lupin, theodore jordan |
Characters: Remus Lupin and obviously open to any Gryffindors
Setting: Wednesday, October 20 early morning into the afternoon, Gryffindor tower
Content: SFW
Summary: Remus is finally allowed to leave the hospital wing and get back to the tower, where his house-mates can feel free to pester/coddle him
Status: Incomplete
Remus was always out of commission for a few days after the full moons, but he'd never felt like this. His bones and joints were sore, an almost constant headache was pulsing near the back of his eyes and he trying his best to hide the limp he had apparently developed during all the craziness. Madame Pomfrey said it would go away in time, but it still worried Remus because he knew it might attract attention. McGonagall had released him early this morning to avoid as many curious looks as possible and instructed him to stay there for the duration of the day. He kept asking her about James but she merely silenced him with a look and he dropped it.
It was just after 7 am when Remus returned to the common room and, much to Remus's relief, it was on the empty side. He kept his eyes on the staircase to his dormitory, hoping anyone in the room would just pretend he simply wasn't there and leave him alone. The events of the night of the full moon had been replaying in his mind on a constant loop, not that he could remember anything but he had a good enough imagination that he could piece it all together from the whispers he heard from the staff while pretending to be sleeping. Sirius said they didn't think Remus had bitten anyone and he had come to with an empty stomach, which was always a good sign but it didn't make him feel better about what had happened.
It went too far, he thought as he grabbed some clothes from his truck. There were still thin lines on his forearms and across his shoulder from where Pomfrey had healed his wounds but he covered them quickly with the fresh shirt and pajama pants and sat down on his four poster. Their monthly night of mischief had turned into his worst nightmare and was giving him a constant stomach ache. The silence of the dormitory was nice and even soothing, but as he looked over at James's empty bed it felt like an ice cube slipping down in his stomach, filling him with dread and guilt.
Sinking down into his bed, he pulled the covers up to his chin and settled down. For a second he was thankful for the silence of the tower, but now that he had it all to himself, Remus felt more isolated then ever. Frowning so the lines creased on his forehead he stared at the ceiling, reliving everything all over again.
It was just after 7 am when Remus returned to the common room and, much to Remus's relief, it was on the empty side. He kept his eyes on the staircase to his dormitory, hoping anyone in the room would just pretend he simply wasn't there and leave him alone. The events of the night of the full moon had been replaying in his mind on a constant loop, not that he could remember anything but he had a good enough imagination that he could piece it all together from the whispers he heard from the staff while pretending to be sleeping. Sirius said they didn't think Remus had bitten anyone and he had come to with an empty stomach, which was always a good sign but it didn't make him feel better about what had happened.
It went too far, he thought as he grabbed some clothes from his truck. There were still thin lines on his forearms and across his shoulder from where Pomfrey had healed his wounds but he covered them quickly with the fresh shirt and pajama pants and sat down on his four poster. Their monthly night of mischief had turned into his worst nightmare and was giving him a constant stomach ache. The silence of the dormitory was nice and even soothing, but as he looked over at James's empty bed it felt like an ice cube slipping down in his stomach, filling him with dread and guilt.
Sinking down into his bed, he pulled the covers up to his chin and settled down. For a second he was thankful for the silence of the tower, but now that he had it all to himself, Remus felt more isolated then ever. Frowning so the lines creased on his forehead he stared at the ceiling, reliving everything all over again.