Quarter Moon

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Fall colors replaced the bright ones of summer as the date of their new life stone approached, three days was all that remained before the long train ride to Hogwarts. Rue sat miserably on the claw footed sofa as her green eyes studied her husband as he busied himself with packing. He hated when people stared at him, but something about her curious gaze made him turn to see what had intrigued her so. His brown eyes lit up when he saw a small kick come from his unborn child. The man clearly showed worry for his unborn as he feared for it having his gene, and he didn't want it to live the life he had to. The now clearly showing mother of seven months stood and went to his side, kissing his cheek and walking toward the kitchen. A smile crossed his pale face when he heard the wrapper of chocolate being opened; she loved her white craving. Her voice sounded like a sweet melody he wished he could replay over in his head.

"We don't have to take everything, Remus. "

The busied man addressed as Remus chuckled at the sight of her trying to sit on the tall stool infront of him. He ushered her to sit in the chair beside him instead. A sigh escaped her perfectly pale pink lips of defeat when she knew he was right and did as he has instructed.

"You shouldn't be doing tasks you know you can't for fill, love " his voice countered.

She laughed lightly and went back to eating her candy. Rue had a feeling of dread creep into her gut when she caught the sight of a black form approaching the door. Her yellow tinted eyes stared deeply into Remus'S brown ones when he heard a knock. He stood to his full height which cleared six feet; he opened the door to reveal the ominous black cladded man. The man instantly raised a brow at the very unexpected visitor.

"What can I help you with?"

" I was delivering your potions."

Remus stepped aside and allowed to man to step Into the cluttered room. His black orbs saw four brown leather suitcases and three big black rolling cases painted with silver moon and werewolves. A scoff escaped his mouth when he caught glimpse of his enlarged sister of a young age if twenty nine staring dead pan at him. Her lips frowned and by instinct rubbed her swollen stomach under the gold floor length dress. She lowered her head and went to counting the objects on the floor as if to seem like she was accomplishing something; Remus passed the man and went back to his packing.

"Thanks, Severus. You can set them on the table infront of you. " his voice calm and distant as he closed a the final black roller.

The bat-like man called out by Severus set the carrier onto the table. He studied the decor and caught a glimpse of the private corridors of his sister's.

"When are you due?" His deep voice asked awkwardly.

Rue looked up quickly and raised a perfectly groomed brow.

"Around Christmas. " her answer short.

"Do you know what your having?"

The couple shook their heads in unison.

"We will find out tomorrow. " Remus answered, starting on the brown suitcases.

"Well, congratulations on whatever it may be. I will have more brewed by the next month. " with that her brother depart, seeing himself out.

Rue was in shock; he has never showed interest in her life, marriage, or child. She had forgotten about her candy and joy refilled her soul when her husband pointed it out absent mindlessly. They both returned to their routine and finished rather quickly, leaving them time to enjoy each other's company before the long days ahead of hardly having anytime.

"Full moon the day before we leave. "

"Yea, you going to be okay? I don't want you to be out and get hurt. You-"

His sentence cut short by her lips brushing onto his, making his heart skip a beat.

"My husband, I may be fat and slow, but you are not going alone. I will be fine. I trust you." She whispered against his neck.

Remus smiled at the comfortable woman by his side; he felt her body grow relaxed and quickly fall to sleep with the help of his body heat. He pulled the red and silver fur blanket over her shoulders and started to write out his plans when he positioned her body into his lap where she would get a deeper sleep. The content man chuckled at her small clicking of her tongue when she slept, putting his mind into a state of complete peace as the sun began to set into the remaining summer colors.

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