BLACK MOON ⍋ Remus Lupin

Chapter SeventySix- Why Not?

(Short Chapter but it's a leading one! I'm a Leo sun Slytherin, what are you?)

I woke up early feeling well rested. The bed much comfier than the one I had slept in all week.

I looked around the flat in the morning light. It was bare, only having the necessities and simple furniture, Sonny having moved everything else out.

It was welcoming and peaceful. Bright and quiet, but not in a nerve wrecking way that made me feel like I had to be just as quiet, but a way that meant my mind could take a similar approach. Still and slow. It seemed like I had all the time in the world and I didn't need to worry about a thing.

I made the bed, though it didn't look very aesthetically pleasing as I was using the spare sheets left behind, and decided I should take a slow stroll back to the leaky cauldron as I was to meet Narcissa at noon. Leaving a note on the made bed that I'd be back at five pm for sure to sign the paperwork to rent the flat and that I had to leave to meet Narcissa which was prearranged.

It had finally been a full week, flourishing in my freedom.

I felt an energy about myself that I'd never felt before. I had never been able to meet myself without stress and I was becoming quite fond of who this version of myself.

I felt like I was becoming me for the first time in my life. Without worry, without stress, without high expectations being held over my head like a tilting bucket of nails.

All I had to do was survive and romanticise my time doing it. Surviving in these conditions felt almost easy in comparison to the environment where surviving was more important than anything else.

I thought more about what Sonny was suggesting last night. That if I wanted to rekindle old relationship, like we had done, I couldn't trust the opportunities were just going to present themselves and that I should create them.

Coincidence brought Sonny and I back together but that didn't mean the same for everyone I once knew. For all I know I have missed meeting an old friend by mere seconds and might continue to if I don't seek them out.

It was a terrifying notion but one I understood I had to do if I wanted to receive the same closure as I did last night.

Truthfully, I'd probably only reach out to two people. One of them deserving a reply, although belated and one of them sharing my blood.

The two people I'd want to reach out to also felt the hardest to approach, quite frightening to imagine how the gesture would be received. If at all, which I would also understand. There was probably a correlation between the desire to speak to them again and the urge to stay away.

I got to the leaky cauldron at around ten in the morning. Leaving a couple hours for me to read the muggle storybook I had yet to finish, as I waited and run up to the room and change into fresh clothes.

It was very quiet and I could start seeing a theme. Quiet all days except Friday nights and I assume Saturday was the same as the floor was stickier than usual. The dirty mop still doing a horrible job at cleaning.

Narcissa came in, running early. Which was in character for her.

It had only been a week but it had felt like longer. I got up and embraced her in a hug.

She looked stunned. We had only properly hugged a number of times and never on a happy occasion. One of them being the night she helped me escape, another being when she was finally allowed to see me after so long.

"I was going to ask how the week had been but I'm assuming good?" She lightly smiled and took a seat.

"Again, I can't begin to explain how grateful I am that you helped me out of that mess." I said with weight to my words.