Well I take whatever I want
And baby I want you
You give me something I need
Now tell me I got something for you
Come on come on come on and do it
Come on and do what you do
I can't get enough of your love
I can't get enough of your love
I can't get enough of your love
Friday 7th September 1979
“Uuurrgh, bugger!” Remus groaned, cradling his shoulder and biting his lip.
Padfoot came bounding over, yapped, then transformed back into Sirius,
“What’s up?”
“Dislocated.” Remus grimaced, still clutching his arm. “Have you got my wand?”
“Yeah, hang on...”
“All right, Moony?” James and Peter came sauntering out of the thicket. “That was great!”
“Yeah, great…” Remus accepted his wand from Sirius and pointed it at his sore arm. He thought about Livia and Castor, as he did every full moon since meeting the pack. He hoped they were both safe, and he sort of wished he had them nearby, just for the healing benefits.
Arm fixed - or as close as he could get it, he struggled to his feet and pulled on his clothes, stashed under a nearby bush.
“Ok?” Sirius asked, watching him warily, “You look a bit shaky.”
“Just hurts a bit,” Remus said, having to stop himself from shrugging, “Can I side-along with you to get back?”
“Of course. Oi, Prongs,” Sirius nudged James with his elbow, grinning, “Bloody good stag do, eh? Eh?? Stag do?!”
“Yes, Padfoot, very funny,” James snorted, “Just as funny as the last hundred times.”
“I’m wasted on you lot,” Sirius sighed.
“Less than twenty-four hours to go!” Peter said, “How are you feeling?”
“Tired.” James said, with a yawn. “Shall we?”
They apparated back to the Potters’, which was already a hive of activity. They’d hired four extra house elves in preparation for the wedding the next day, and the tiny little creatures darted back and forth across the kitchen whipping up a feast.
Lily and Mrs Potter were sitting at the kitchen table - Mrs Potter in her dressing gown and slippers, which she was never out of these days. Lily jumped up to kiss James,
“Morning darling - I just stayed long enough to see you, but I’ll be off now. How are you, Remus?”
Remus nodded, blank and exhausted.
Lily cocked her head and tutted, “Go to bed, the lot of you, you all need your beauty sleep. James, I’ve left you a list of things you need to get sorted this afternoon - give me a ring when it’s all finished or I’ll never sleep. Sirius, did he give you the rings? Oh no, silly me, I’ve got them, here you go… Remus, will you make sure he doesn't lose them? Pete, your mum popped round and I said you’d gone out with the lads and were sleeping off a hangover, so better if you don’t go home. I’m sending Mary over this evening with the buttonholes for you all, and the ties if Madam Malkin hurries up and gets them finished… oooh, do you all have shoes?!”
