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r. lupin ([info]tufty) wrote in [info]silverage,
@ 2011-08-20 10:22:00

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Entry tags:!log, ginny potter, remus lupin

not going down on Friday
Who: Remus Lupin + Ginny Potter + Anyone in the Wizarding House! Or guests of the Wizarding House?
When: this Friday night, after Lily left the house to dance on tabletops, take too many shots, kiss but forget...
Where: The Wizarding House (basically that one with Lily, Sirius and Ginny)
What: Remus is not going down on Friday is a little under the weather on a Friday night so he's being an unhappy homebody.
Rating/status: ~PG depending on his mood?/ongoing.

Lily had announced that she was leaving, but Remus couldn't even bother to tell her to have a good time. She'd know, he thought, and he left it at that as she closed the door behind her.

A moment later, he finally decided to move, drawing his blanket closer to him, draped over him like a heavy coat, as he took up his cup of tea and finished it. As he placed it back on the dining table, the steaming pot took a life of its own and poured tea into his empty cup; bless magic. He pushed himself slightly off the table and clumsily collected the sheets he had scattered under him: maps, a calendar, a couple of unfinished letters, the falconry's calling card and finally, a perfect moon chart to last him a year. The thought frightened him, but he had to be realistic.

He sighed as he placed a gray hand over his face. He was merely days away from another full moon night, and with all the snow, it was not going to be fun even with Sirius around. After his change, sure, but...why couldn't he have a "normal" transformation, he wondered? As if being stuck here in a strange New York wasn't enough...

And would they have space to move around? Remus had been working on that. So far, though, he hadn't had much luck. He couldn't seem to find any real forests in New York City -- just parks. How nice. As he sought for the list he'd made of them, his elbow had pushed off his map and moon chart of the table and he sighed as he looked at them scattered on the floor.

Next he sought for his wand among the mess of sheets...


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[info]tufty
2011-08-20 04:42 am UTC (link)
Oh, look: company. In the form of Lily's look-a-like...rather, this woman named Ginny Potter who was apparently Lily's daughter-in-law in the future.

That clichéd future...

"Good evening, Mrs. Potter," Remus responded quietly, the words almost searing his tongue as they left it. As far as he knew, all that made her a Mrs. Potter was her hair and a wedding band anyone could buy off anywhere. By then, the sheets had levitated back to the table at the command of his wand and with a calculated swing, everything flung upward and began flapping as though like bird wings. "Thank you for the relevant question, but I am not feeling any better."

The papers settled themselves before him in a neat pile, all turned over so that all that was seen was the blank back of the top parchment.

"Can I help you?" he asked as he placed his hands on the papers, both holding his wand casually.

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-20 04:51 am UTC (link)
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.

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[info]tufty
2011-08-20 05:14 am UTC (link)
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.

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-20 05:22 am UTC (link)
Ginny had always know Remus to be exceptionally paranoid -- though he'd had reason enough to during the war -- but she was feeling vaguely antagonized. It was part of the reason she tried to stay out of their way. That, and she honestly wasn't completely comfortable with them yet, or her own presence here.

"I'll get out of your hair if you'd rather be alone," she replied, a bit of ice in her voice. She knew it wasn't fair, really, to judge him while the moon was so close to full, but she also knew there was eventually going to have to be something to settle this.

Or she could move out, once she got herself established. Maybe that would be better all around. She took the paper when it came her direction, and part of her rebelled violently against the idea of sitting down at the table just because he'd said so. But she was a mature adult and she could control her temper and she knew how to pick her battles. This wasn't one worth fighting.

Her nostrils flared slightly before she drew a chair over, settling down and regarding the paper as she tried to think of how to phrase what she wanted to write.

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[info]tufty
2011-08-20 06:02 am UTC (link)
Remus wasn't done yet. When she had settled herself beside him, he drew a cup next -- similar to his -- and let the pot fill it before he placed it beside her. "To keep you warm," he added not quite helpfully. And now, he was done. She ought to have enough to keep her comfortable.

He took his own cup and sipped from it. The tea was good but hardly made him feel better. This was always the case on a near-full moon's night. He kept his wand close -- on the stout tower of paper, actually -- as he drew his quilt closer and he watched his new companion for a moment there.

"How are you adjusting to life here so far?" he asked. He never meant for her to let her write her note, anyhow.

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-20 06:26 am UTC (link)
Ginny shook her head. "Not well," she replied as she picked up the quill. She touched the tip to the ink and hovered it over the paper as she began to write. "I miss my kids. My husband. I'm worried about what's going on without me. What they've got to be wondering with their mum suddenly gone. Worried that Harry's tearing the world to bits to try to find me."

She had no doubt he would do just that, too. He'd never been the sort to sit by idly while something was going on, even if rushing in was the worst thing to do.

"It's ... weird, too. Everyone being so young." She'd known Remus older. She'd seen him dead. She'd known Sirius older, and she'd been ... well, in the same building when he'd died. It was enough to drive her batty if she thought too much about it. She wasn't even getting into the awkward that was Lily.

"I ... appreciate having familiar people here, of course," she continued as she worked on her note. "But ... I can't accept yet that we won't get home."

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[info]tufty
2011-08-20 06:55 am UTC (link)
"Neither have we, anyhow," Remus informed her. "Neither has anyone."

He yawned into his quilt after. "And how old are...we? At home?" He pressed his back against the support of the chair he was on, his muscles almost tightening a little as he moved. "Do we have children like you and Harry do? And grand children? Will they be old enough to attend Hogwarts? Or have we been killed like...your mother- and father-in-law?"

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-20 06:58 am UTC (link)
Ginny didn't think it was ever going to get any easier to tell people they were dead at home. No matter how they'd died. "Before I start in on this ... do you really want to know? I'll tell you what I'm comfortable telling you," she said. "But only if you really want to know."

There were things that she wouldn't tell anyone, and things she would only tell to the person they pertained to in the event it ever came up. She ... honestly couldn't see herself sitting down and having a deep conversation with the young version of Snape that was here, but it was awkward as anything knowing what she knew. It hadn't mattered at home because both of them had been dead. Here though ... they were alive and of an age and she honestly didn't know what to think about that.

Realizing she was losing herself in her thoughts again, Ginny pulled herself out and focused on Remus.

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[info]tufty
2011-08-20 07:16 am UTC (link)
"Oh, I am comfortable hearing anything," Remus said easily, speaking as if he wasn't challenging Ginny to tell him what he wanted to hear. "But if you are not, I will not force you." He would just end up judging her and, perhaps, even her right to be here.

"If you must, I will tell you what I have learned from...your friend, I think? Neville Longbottom." He smiled. "Brave man, isn't he? According to him, I lived long enough to teach you Defence Against the Dark Arts when you were 13. Is that true with you?"

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-20 07:25 am UTC (link)
Ginny shook her head. "My second year. I was a year behind them. My brother, Ron, was their year. But yes, you were the professor for a year there." She drew breath to get into how the position itself was cursed and no professor had held it more than a year until after Voldemort's defeat before she decided it didn't matter and might -- somehow -- create a paradox. Lily might be gung-ho for changing the world, and Ginny didn't blame her, but she wasn't going to contribute to it. Not intentionally, at any rate.

She wondered if he really was comfortable hearing everything, and she thought for a moment about how much of what to tell him. "You have a son, Teddy. He was born in 1998, to your wife, Nymphadora Tonks. Both of you were killed in the battle at Hogwarts, in May of 1998. He's a metamorphmagi, like she was," Ginny continued evenly. "No grandchildren yet, but I'm sure there will be some in the future." She paused a beat before adding. "He didn't inherit ..." she made a slight gesture with one hand to try to indicate she meant his lycanthropy without actually addressing it.

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[info]tufty
2011-08-20 07:36 am UTC (link)
Remus understood what she meant, but that only made him smile wider and soon, he was laughing from deep his throat as he shook his head and carried himself back to the table to rest his elbows on it. His shoulders, sagging as they were, shook noticeably as he laughed on.

"Amazing," he said as he looked at Ginny. "How truly amazing. A son you mean? And a wife no less. How very amazing indeed..." He paused for a bit there, gazing at his wand...

A wife and a son...really?

Facing the red-haired woman, he asked her, "Do you really know what you are saying, Ginny Potter?"

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-20 07:39 am UTC (link)
"It ... came about later in your life," she admitted. It was a shame, honestly, that he and Tonks had had such a short time together, but that was the way of war, wasn't it?

She honestly didn't understand what was so very funny, but she preferred a laughing Lupin to the suspicious one. "Pretty sure I know what I said," she agreed. "I'm not sure which part of it inspired laughter though." She was interested in hearing whatever explanation he was going to offer up for that one though.

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[info]tufty
2011-08-20 07:53 am UTC (link)
"Everything," Remus told her sincerely, his expression remaining to be something...relatively pleasant for the most part. "Every single thing you had just said. But let us take it slowly, shall we?

First, you mentioned I have a son. By the name of Teddy and why," he laughed again, "for the life of me I would name him Teddy, I would never know. But for the benefit of the doubt, let us believe that his name really is Teddy Lupin, and that there really is a Teddy Lupin. It's all fine, I suppose..." He picked up his cup and drained it again.

Then placing it back on the table, he said to it, "Except my kind does not breed."

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-20 07:59 am UTC (link)
"You named him for Tonks' father," Ginny said, a little irritated by his disbelief. "And clearly your kind does reproduce because your offspring is over to our house at least a couple of times a month for dinner." She also doubted very much there was any question of parentage because Tonks loved him and had worked so hard to get him into the relationship to begin with, so it wasn't likely she'd cheated on him. Ginny wouldn't believe it of her anyway.

"Though honestly if you're just going to contradict everything I've got to tell you about your future that I'm living in, then I don't see much of a point in bothering with this discussion." She wouldn't mind the disbelief so much if he wasn't being so condescending about it. She'd liked Lupin well enough as the man she'd known; she wasn't sure what to make of him at this age.

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[info]tufty
2011-08-20 08:19 am UTC (link)
"Clearly to you, but not so clearly to me," Remus said to her simply. "You forget, I am supposed to have lived in your past, Ginny, as have your mother-in-law and Sirius Black. Convenient, is it not? That we should not know anything about your life.

In that regard, I must ask you to pardon me if I feel the need to contradict your version of the future," he continued steadily. "You must understand how difficult it is for me to trust you right off. After all, Ginny, think about it. How would you feel if someone came strutting right in, claiming to be your grandson from a future you would probably never know about, the way you did?" He shrugged...for effect. "To even say that it is easy is an understatement."

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-20 08:25 am UTC (link)
"In this situation? I'd see no reason not to believe it. What do I have to gain by lying to any of you, especially about things like this, when Neville can easily tell you whether or not I'm being honest about it?

"No, nevermind, I'm sure he'd be some great pretender as well." She exhaled. "You're just being very condescending about it all. It's one thing to disbelieve. It's another thing entirely to mock me just because you aren't able to accept it. You've accepted well enough that you've been thrust into 1964, so why should the rest of this be so unbelievable?"

She did wish then she had some sort of proof. Pictures, or something, but he'd likely just disbelieve those as well. But she couldn't tell him anything about himself at the age he was that she hadn't heard through stories, and there were few enough of those. So if he was going to continue to discount everything, her original point stood. She didn't think either of them were in any frame of mind to deal with this. She knew she was more easily frustrated than usual right now and she had a feeling if he kept this up things were not going to end well.

Shaking her head, Ginny rose. She had to go post her note, anyway. "I think I'm going to call it a night," she said as she lifted the note to indicate that she was going to tend to that bit, first.

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[info]tufty
2011-08-20 08:43 am UTC (link)
"What do you have to gain? I wonder." Remus smiled again to her. "But I am glad that it is clear to the both of us how much I trust you, Ginny Potter -- you and your version of history and relationships," he said as he stroked his wand with his thumb. Out of habit, really -- more out of habit than anything else, he promised.

"Have a good night, Ginny."

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-20 08:53 am UTC (link)
She was honestly kind of disgusted with the whole thing if only because he was calling into question things she knew to be solid truths. "Well, that's a shame," she replied to him, brown eyes glittering. "Hopefully you'll come around one of these days," she added before she turned to leave the room.

She wondered if he'd always been this untrusting or if it was the situation or some other combination of things. No matter. It wasn't as though she had to talk to him, after all.

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