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r. lupin (tufty) wrote in silverage,

Remus lifted his brows slightly as he regarded Ginny. "Oh. And I thought you'd come over to keep an old friend company...Ginny." He looked at her softly as he said that.

Truth be told, Remus didn't want her company, but the only company he wanted tonight was Lily's or Sirius' or both of them. Or James' or the Order's if he could be luxurious. They were company that he knew about, company he could trust. This Ginny Potter, she was like Neville Longbottom -- both from a future he would likely never see and never know, a time where apparently girls like this Ginny could become Potters, a game that was easy to play if you had the right cards.

A lot of confidence that gives him now. Why had she won Lily over? How had she procured herself a door, four walls and a bed? Out of a single, "Hi, Mother, I'm your future daughter-in-law, I wish I knew you."? By naming a child after Lily herself? How easy. Remus needed to see if she knew her rules well...

He drew a roll of parchment in the air with his wand and let the air give it color and texture and toughness before it descended to Ginny's hands. "There is your paper, and here is a table." Then pointing his wand to his quill set, he let it slide closer to Ginny's form.