WHO: Tonks and Remus WHAT: Remus not leaving the side of his lady-love WHERE: Still the Leaky Cauldron... Snape's gone to get more potion WHEN: After she wakes up.
Remus continued holding Tonks' hand long into the day. He just wanted her to wake up. Biting his lower lip, he almost teared up. What if she was never the same? What if she wouldn't still love him? This could be terrible.
"Tonks," he whispered. "I just need you to know that I love you, and I've loved you for a long time."
There. That should be good enough, right? Might as well make it even harder for her to remain silent. "I'm a thirty-seven year old virgin." If that didn't make her laugh, there was nothing further he could do.
WHO: 'Toby', Samantha, catatonic Tonks, random innkeeper WHAT: Getting a room and tucking in Tonks and explaining to Samantha WHEN: After screwing Sirius over in Iceland WHERE: London. Leaky Cauldron.
'Toby' and his bundle touched down pretty late at night. Just outside the Diagon side of the Leaky Cauldron. Putting an invisibility charm on his bundles, 'Toby' strode inside. The man at the bar wasn't anyone he recognized. He reached into his pocket and found his last bit of coin. Two Galleons, seven Sickles, and a pair of knuts.
"How much for a room, then?" 'Toby' asked the man.
"Five sickles," came the reply, drowsily. 'Toby' slapped all seven sickles on the bar.
"I'll take a room and a bowl of broth to be sent up as soon as possible," he replied, taking the keys offered. "If a woman follows me in, do send her to the same room."
"Number five, sir."
'Toby' ran up the stairs. He had to get his bundle warm.
WHO: Samantha, Sirius, Remus, Tonks, Syd, Alastor, Dark Elves, and maybe other guest appearance WHERE: See Below
Tempurature: 13 °F / -25 °C Heavy Snow Humidity: 70% Dew Point: -18 °F / -28 °C Wind: NW at 13.0 mph / 20.9 km/h / 6.7 m/s Wind Gust: - Pressure: 29.49 in / 999 hPa (Rising) Visibility: 12.0 miles / 20.0 kilometers UV: 0 out of 16
WHO: Sevvy, Remus, and Samantha (sooner or later) WHAT: That's what Snape would like to know! WHEN: Starting Halloween night WHERE: An alley with a tent and a tiny fire
Severus was drunk. Again. He was getting drunk more and more since his encounter with Black. He wished someone would come see him, even if it was only to arrest him. He deserved it, anyway. He had slain their hero of old. He had dashed the hopes of the Boy Who Lived. He was simply wretched. Similar feelings of rapidly declining self-worth were his fancies of the early morning hours.
Suddenly, a werewolf limped to him, looked imploringly at its hind leg and whimpered. Rolling his eyes drunkenly, Snape snarled, "Don't run a free health clinic, fella, now go."
The wolf growled a bit at him, glanced at its leg and whimpered again. Though still drunk, Snape wondered at the wolf's single-minded focus. It was a terribly Gryffindor attitude, really. Making the connection that would have made no sense to a sober mind, he implored, "Lupin?"
The wolf nodded, and glanced at his leg again. "You hurt your leg? C'mere." The wolf did as he was told. Feeling around the gash (which went straight to the bone, sure enough), Snape sighed. "Can give you potions to help, but I can't use my wand much. They'd find me." As he said it, he unstoppered a few bottles. "This'll help the skin mend before the mornin'," he said of one, pouring it down the wolf's throat. "This'll decrease the blood flow t'the area." The other was poured down the throat. "And this'll stop the pain." Down went the third. "This," Snape said of the bottle he held in his own hand. "This is scotch. Muggle scotch. Cheap Muggle scotch." He guzzled a bit. "Want some?"
The wolf shook its head and lay itself down to sleep. Rolling his eyes again, Snape stood. "I'll get you a blanket, your highness." After doing as he said, he sat again by his fire and moped about his wasted life.
Getting out of Hogwarts for the weekend was no easy task, but Draco managed it. Saturday afternoon he found himself in Diagon Alley, pushing his way into Samantha's Apothecary shop. The place smelled just as much as he remembered. He glanced around to see how many other shoppers there were before he made his way to the front. "Excuse me, I do believe there are some items waiting for me?"