The Pureblood Princess | Sirius Black

|85| BAD WOLF

TW: Graphic Violence 

Remus Lupin sat upon a metal bench at Platform Nine and three-quarters with his mother, Hope Lupin, waiting for his friends to arrive. Given his lack of will to move that morning, it was a miracle that he was able to get himself up and out the door at all, much less arrive as early as he had.

The full moon was that night and he was feeling particularly awful— he was tired and run down, he had a head ache, and his joints ached, as if they were groaning in anticipation of the dreadful night to come. The only thing that kept him going through the lethargy was the knowledge that he wouldn't have to spend this transformation alone and chained in his parent's basement.

"Alright, now if you need anything you just write us, okay pumpkin?" Hope Lupin fussed as she anxiously tried to fix her son's sandy brown hair. Normally, Remus would have found her public doting a tad embarrassing, but again, he was too tired to really care too much about anything other than the glorious nap he would take on the train...

"Alrigh' Mum." Remus said with a tired smile.

Remus felt his eyelids become heavier and heavier the longer he sat, mind wondering if he had enough sickles to buy a chocolate bar from the trolly lady... then he wondered what her name was, the Trolly lady? What did she do when she wasn't selling students sugary confections? Did she have a day job? A family? A cat? Was she a cat person or a dog person? Perhaps she had a kneazle or a crup or something exotic like that... It wasn't until a melodic voice squealed, "Remmyyyyy! Remmy Remmy Remmy!" that he realized his eyes had shut.

Feeling slightly disoriented, Remus opened his amber eyes and saw a grinning girl in a deep purple jumper running toward him, followed slowly after by a man in a dark suit with matching nearly-white hair, holding a strange potted plant and pushing her trolley with his wand. "Addy!" Remus said, standing up and grinning wide despite his fatigue.

As the girl came closer to give him a rather aggressive hug, the tired werewolf noticed that she looked eerily similar to himself— pale with dark bags under her eyes—She looked as if she hadn't had a proper night's sleep in ages.

"Addy?!" said Mrs. Lupin, perking up at the mention of her son's most illusive best friend.

Remus pulled free of her embrace and looked awkwardly between the girl and his mother, realizing he should probably introduce them. "Erm— Addy this is my mum, Mum this is my best friend Addy."

Hope instantly brought the girl in for a hug smiling wide. "It's so lovely to finally put a face to the name!" she laughed. "Remus, you never mentioned how pretty she was..." she smirked under her breath causing both Remus and Adelaide to blush slightly.

"Mum..." Remus groaned, rolling his eyes.

"Oh and you must be her father!" Hope said cheerily, extending her arm to shake hands with the oddly stoic man holding a strange plant.

Mr. Fawley hesitated and Remus suddenly realized why. His mother was a muggle. A fact Adelaide neither knew nor would have cared about, but that her father most likely knew and cared a great deal about. To his immense relief, Remus watched Mr. Fawley politely shake his mother's hand and exchange pleasantries as if she were any other member of the magical community.

Meanwhile Adelaide continued to smile her infectious smile. "Remmy! I missed you so stinking much!" she said, giving him another hug causing the tall boy to chuckle. "Did you get your gift? How was James's house? Did you ice skate?"

Remus took a deep breath to try to answer, but his words died in his throat as he overheard the two adults talking.

"... you would think after all these years I'd be used to those silly creatures!" Hope laughed. "But I still get a heart attack nearly every time an owl comes a pecking at the window!"