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Ginevra Molly Potter (bat_bogeys) wrote in silverage,

Brown eyes lingered on him curiously, but it wasn't as if she didn't know why he wasn't feeling well. "No," she said. "I was just ... looking for a bit of paper to post up something on the boards." She hesitated. "And please, it's Ginny," she insisted gently. She was Mrs. Potter, of course, but it was just weird for Remus to address her that way.

She still remembered him as her professor. Remembered him in the Burrow. Remembered him in the war. She and Harry were often babysitting his son, for pity's sake, but ... well, she wasn't going to venture along those paths while he wasn't feeling well.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" She offered. As long as she was here and up, it seemed like the least she could do. She'd also go away if he was more inclined to be alone, and she thought that might be the case tonight.