|Remus John Lupin (lunaraffliction) wrote in strugglewithin,|
@ 2008-12-29 16:34:00
|Entry tags:||*complete, gawain robards, remus lupin, september 1997|
RP: Do you bite your thumb at me, sir?
Date: 29 September 1997
Characters: Remus Lupin and Gawain Robards
Summary: Two men who are sort of in Tonks' life meet.
Remus had finally managed to escape the Death Eater who had been dogging his trail since that morning. He intended to go back to the Shrieking Shack. He was spending most nights there these days, under a cloak of protective spells. Occasionally, Arthur and Molly would put him up in one of the boys' rooms, but he didn't like to impose very often, and the Shack was more of a home than anything else was, these days. He was waiting for one of their safehouses to become fully functioning, because at least then he'd be afforded a bed or a couch to sleep on. There was nothing that could make him feel his age more than spending a night on the floor, Transfigured cushions or no.
Walking down the cobbled road, he narrowed his eyes at a figure some ways down. He saw the tell-tale glimmer of a Probity Probe and watched another person pull something out of his pocket. Identification checks, he realized grimly, and decided to slip into the Three Broomsticks before he was asked to show his. There was no telling whether the person would be a Ministry employee or a Death Eater, and frankly, he wanted to run into neither.
A tired, frazzled looking Madam Rosmerta was behind the bar, and she gave him a thin smile and a pint before he headed to one of the back rooms, looking for a moment of solace and warmth.