St Mungos (Sirius)

The hospital halls felt long. Like if you kept running down them you would never reach an end, they would just keep going forever, and ever, and ever. They did, however end. And as you burst through the door to see Sirius lying in one of the hospital beds you breathed out for what felt like the first time. ‘Oh my gosh.’ ‘Hiya.’ Sirius grinned, his left arm and both his legs wrapped in white casts and elevated in the air. There were prominent bruises around his eyes and his lip was cut open. ‘You bastard.’ You said, shaking your head. This made Sirius amused. ‘You know, most people get flowers and chocolate on their anniversaries.’ You walked over to him and kissed him on the head; his dark curls flopped over his face. ‘Yeah well you’re not most people, love.’ He winked, ‘Thought I’d go above and beyond.’ You rolled your eyes but you were smiling. You walked to the end of the bed and picked up the clipboard that was hanging there. Although none of it made any sense it calmed you to flick through it and see that he was going to be fine. ‘Two broken legs, fractured arm...’ You read quietly. ‘I knew buying that motorcycle was a bad idea.’ You sat at the edge of the bed and held his hands. ‘Totally worth it.’ He said, ‘Though I am a bit sore.’  ‘How long do you have to be in here for?’ You asked and Sirius shrugged,  ‘Couple days probably. Then I can go home and they’ll send a nurse to check up on me every other day.’ You nodded.  ‘Where are the boys?’  ‘Gone to get food. The hospital grub isn’t great so Remus suggested some muggle food. They call it “fast food” whatever that means. Maybe it’ll beat me in a running race.’  ‘Honey right now, literally everything could beat you in a running race.’ Sirius grinned, ‘True.’  ‘What am I going to do with you?’ You said feeling a little exasperated and frankly overwhelmed. ‘Sorry if I scared you.’ He said sincerely. You shook your head, ‘I mean getting a call to say your boyfriend is in the hospital is always a little...shocking,’ You laughed, ‘But you’re a tough one.’ Sirius smiled cheekily,  ‘Yeah, I am. Remember in school when James and I got beat up by the whomping willow? Good times.’  ‘You were in the hospital wing for a week. I’ve never seen two people so happy to be secluded in hospital beds.’  ‘People brought us food and flowers and cards. Remus did our homework for us. You brought me back butter beer one time.’ Sirius winked, knowing that that memory always embarrassed you. You swatted his non-broken arm. ‘Hey! I was being nice!’ ‘You had a crush on me!’ Sirius grinned ear-to-ear.  ‘Yeah well you liked me too!’ You defended, making both of you erupt in laughter. ‘And now four years later you’ve made it full circle. But now we’ve graduated and you’ve also broken more bones that you did back then.’  ‘Yeah, this is a record.’ He said proudly. Just then the nurse came bustling in,  ‘Sorry mam, visiting hours are over.’ She smiled sweetly and you stood up, giving Sirius a kiss on the lips this time. ‘I’ll be back tomorrow.’ You promised. ‘Try not to get yourself in any more trouble.’ You said and Sirius just gave you his classic grin and wink duo. You shook your head, ‘That boy.’ You muttered as you left the room, still feeling Sirius gleaming eyes on you. 

Hope (Remus)

You looked at your report with a completely sunken feeling. The word “fail” staring down at you like a disappointed mother, remind you of the pile of papers in your dorm room with the same blood-red spelling the same gut-wrenching word.  As soon as the bell rang you sprinted through the castle and up to the Gryffindor common room, slamming your bag on the floor and breaking down into a panic attack of tears. They streamed down your face and you although you could have sworn you’d cried as many tears as there is water in the Black Lake they seemed to just keep coming. Sinking into one of the squashy arm chairs you buried your head into your knees, your breathing rapid and uneven and your brain felt like a whirl wind tornado, destroying everything in sight. Your knees stuck to your chest and your face covered in splotches of tears was how Remus found you when he entered the room. ‘Y/n?!’ He said, immediately dropping his bag onto the floor and running towards you. ‘Hey, hey.’ He said softly, sinking beside you and wrapping his arm around you. ‘What’s up?’  You shook your head. Mostly because you didn’t want to tell him why you were crying and also because you couldn’t speak due to the water leaking from your eyes and you were breathing so hard that it was difficult to make any noise. ‘Just breathe.’ Remus said and you almost laughed because that was something you were doing a little bit too much at the time. If anything you needed to stop breathing for a second as it felt like your body was about to expand like a balloon from all the oxygen. However it did help and you took a few deep breaths before shaking your head once more. ‘It’s so dumb.’ You managed to say. ‘No it’s not.’ Remus replied without missing a beat.  ‘You don’t even know what it is, you can’t say that.’ You replied, wiping your face with your sleeve. ‘Well it’s obviously making you upset so it’s important. Please tell me.’  You swallowed hard and noticed your throat was a bit sore. ‘Okay.’ You croaked. You turned to him and opened your mouth when the portrait hole opened and an erruption of noise and chatter interrupted you. ‘Aye there he is, lads!’ James cried, walking into the common room with such swagger someone would assume that this was his childhood home. ‘We’ve been looking bloody everywhere for you two.’ Sirius said, ‘We thought you were getting it on in the bathroom-’  ‘Guys!’ Remus cried, ‘Can you get the hell out!’ The marauders stopped laughing. ‘Alright mate no need to yell.’ Peter said, pushing up his sleeves.  ‘We’re in the middle of something.’ Remus said, lowering his voice. ‘So get out. I’ll see you guys later.’ James, Sirius and Peter shrugged and picked up their stuff, ‘Whatever. Later.’ James said, shutting the door behind him, leaving you and Remus in quiet peace once more. ‘Sorry.’ Remus apologised. ‘What were you going to say?’ You smiled through the tears that were still falling down your face. ‘Um. I’ve -uh- been failing all of my papers.’ You said, which made you start to sob once more. ‘And I’ve just been trying so damn hard but nothing I do is working and it feels like life is falling apart piece by piece and I can’t do it anymore.’ You cried, looking away from Remus because through the tears you were embarrassed to be telling him this. ‘Hey don’t say that!’ Remus said, ‘School and assignments and grades don’t matter in the long run!’ ‘Yes they do-’ ‘No! They don’t.’ He said seriously. ‘Because you’re smart-yes you are!’ He said, seeing the look on your face. ‘And McGonagall and Dumbledore and every other teacher in this school will give you great references. I promise you. And before then, I’ll help you study. Heck, I’ll make a polyjuice potion and do all your tests for you.’ He cried, making you laugh. ‘But everything is okay, I promise you. You’ll get through school and in ten years from now you’ll look back on this and laugh.’ ‘You promise?’ You said, looking up at him. ‘I promise.’ He said, kissing you on the top of the head. ‘In ten years we’ll be sitting in a house with our twelve kids and farm and we’ll laugh so hard that tears will come. In fact in ten years you’ll look exactly as you do now.’ He said, referencing to your eyes which were still glassed over. ‘Twelve kids, huh?’ You said, sniffing. ‘More or less.’ Remus winked. ‘Thank you.’ You said, bringing back the serious tone. Remus nodded, kissing your forehead again. ‘It’s my job.’  A noise coming from the window made you both look towards in time to see a stone fly up and make the same noise as it collided with the glass. A few more and you sighed. ‘You should go, your men need their leader.’ You said.  ‘I am not their leader.’ Remus laughed.  ‘Yeah well where would they be without you?’  ‘Honestly it scares me to think about.’ He grinned. ‘But they can wait.’ He cuddled you into him. ‘I love you. You’re going to be okay.’ He whispered. You smiled, feeling your eyes well up again.  ‘Yeah I hope so.’