Recovery
Pairing: Remus Lupin x F!OC (Hadley, featuring Poly!Wolfstar)
Warnings: Polyamory, mentions of physical pain and illness/fatigue
Word Count: 838
Summary: After a particularly rough full moon, Remus needs the two things that will help him heal most -- hot chocolate and snuggles from someone he loves.
A/N: Fluffcember Day 8, I hope you all like it!
Sirius called Hadley; he had to leave on a mission for the Order and last night’s full moon was particularly rough on Remus, with it being the longest night of the year. Sirius had done the best he could to help his boyfriend’s recovery, but time was running short. He had to meet Kingsley Shacklebolt all the way across London in forty minutes. So he called in backup.
She arrived shortly after Sirius left and let herself into the flat. “Remy?” she called, only receiving a groan from the bedroom in response. She set to work right away, emptying her bag onto the kitchen counter before finding a pot and pouring in the milk she brought. Lighting the stove with her wand, Hadley made her way toward the bedroom.
It was dark, the only light creeping in from around the blackout curtain on the window on the opposite wall. The room smelled of wet dogs due to its two inhabitants and their activities last night, romping through the freshly fallen snow. On the bed, a large pile of blankets and sodden clothing moved as Remus shuffled around to look at her.
He breathed out her name, as if her presence alone was sweet relief. A pale, lanky forearm stretched out from under the pile and she cradled it in her own. She traced over the lines on his palm, down each one of his fingers and planted kisses at the tips of each one.
“How are you, love?” she asked, crouching down to his eye level and holding his hand against her chest.
“Fucking wretched,” he grunted, voice muffled slightly from the blanket draped over half his face.
“Any new cuts? Bruises?”
“Naw, Sirius patched me up ‘fore he left.”
She nodded and placed a gentle kiss on the back of his hand over one of his scars. “I’ll be right back.”
The milk on the stove was at the perfect temperature when she made her way back to the kitchen. She fixed up two mugs of hot chocolate and made sure they were well mixed, then cast a warming charm over them. Making her way back to the bedroom, she put one mug on Remus’s nightstand and the other on Sirius’s before she crawled into the other side of the bed, scooting as close to Remus as she could get.
When he felt her weight dipping the other side of the mattress he flipped over, the blanket mound nearly toppling onto her. Hadley shuffled under it, seeking the feel of his skin. He sought her out as well and they met in the middle, his arms winding around her shoulders and hers around his waist, keeping her touch as gentle as possible. He was sensitive after a transformation but also needed to know that he was cared for, that he was loved. A physical reminder of those things helped speed his healing, hence the cuddling.
“Will Sirius be gone for Christmas?” she asked quietly. His eyes were closed tight, fighting against the pain that had dulled from a ferocious roar to a low growl with her presence. Still it radiated through his bones and muscles, the familiar, detestable ache of lycanthropy.
“He said he should be back by then,” he answered, “but who knows these days.”
“Shh,” she soothed, “Don’t talk like that. We both know he will do everything he can to get back to you…back to us.”
The last few months she had spent more nights at their flat than her own, often ending with the three of them tangled together on the very bed she and Remus lay on now. The three of them hadn’t talked about it in depth, but they were all three in love. They had been since their last year at Hogwarts, after a drunken experiment in the Room of Requirement.
“I know…I just worry.”
“There’s hot chocolate on the nightstand. It’ll make you feel better.” She was moving to reach it before she finished her sentence, knowing he was too weak and tired to reach for it himself. Slowly, she helped him sip from the mug. The creases between his brow eased at the taste, his body relaxing slightly.
“Mmm, perfect as ever,” he praised, raising his hand to stroke her cheek. She leaned into the touch but put the hot chocolate back and snuggled back down into the blankets with him. Leaning back, she encouraged him to rest his head on her chest while she wrapped an arm around his shoulders. His arm draped over his stomach and his legs entwined with hers. With a comforted sigh, he closed his eyes while she stroked his messy hair in order to lull him to sleep.
When Sirius came back later that day — the mission hadn’t taken nearly as long as originally thought — he found the two loves of his life cuddled on their bed. His heart swelled with love and he thought about joining them, but instead decided to clean up the cold mugs of cocoa and start dinner.
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forgot that Twitter is now a living dumpster fire recently
so for the newbies here, welcome to Tumblr. let the fandom, quirkiness, aesthetics, and etc. begin
Also i hope you love barbie, pinks, aesthetics, disney princesses, and girly nostalgia stuffs, my dear new followers
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Literally Basil and Quinn lol I can’t help but hear this song anymore and think of them lol 🎄🔎🎻⚜️
Basil playing sweet soft carols for Quinnella on his flute / violin 🎻, dancing around the parlor.
Further adorbs Christmas shenanigan ramblings below. 🎄
Quinnella all so eager to going Christmas shopping and fawning at the array of toys on display.
Basil pulling her close to his side, arm around her waist as she begs and pleads to go into just one more store? Please please please?! The decorations are so shiny and pretty and the toys are so cute and fun!
“No, no, no,” He’s stern but smiles affectionately at the sweet childlike wonder in her eyes. “I know if I let you loose into that store, I am never getting you back, and…” he twirls her to face him, inches away from kissing her, “I just love you too much to let you get away.”
Anytime he manages to relent they are at the store for hours as Quinn adorably gushes and fawns excitedly over all the decorations and toys. He’d never find her childish whimsical / playful excitement annoying or irritating. No matter how much excited squealing or hand flapping, giddy twirling or tippy-toe hopping occurs. He just gazes at her with pure adoration and affection, watching his love shine and sparkle with all the dazzling unique beauty that is utterly her.
True to Tinker-Fairy form, Quinnella would personally craft all her gifts for Basil, Elizabeth (belongs to @aili-chan 💝), Ms. Judson, and Dawson by hand - something personal and that they would use every day with so much love put into each one. She would also adore crafting ornaments of all kinds - with all the extra sparkle and glitter ✨.
Don’t even get me started on Christmas cookies and Gingerbread Houses, and all the scrumptious confections - staying up late baking and decorating lovely little Christmas cookies and Holiday cakes lol
Basil not even introducing Quinnella to Mistletoe and the whole kissing tradition and yet (blaming Elizabeth, Dawson, Judson wholeheartedly for this) the next morning he finds that beneath every doorframe is a piece of mistletoe tied nice and fancy - with sweet teasing to keep the tradition alive lol
Quinny giving sweet friendly kisses to Dr. Dawson & Ms. Judson under the mistletoe - because she shares affection with sweet hugs and kisses to her friends all the time back in Pixie Hollow - and of course her dear little niece gets a kiss too.
Basil gets an extra special gift to undress unwrap with soft ribbon and delicate lace - whether it’s gifted by Basil himself to Quinnella for the occasion, or just a sweet special surprise she thinks up all her own lol 💋
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