@spellfire01 wanted headcanons about Remadora after a full moon, what happens and what they do. I figured a post would be the easiest way to compile everything together.
- Remus took a long time before he would let her anywhere near him after one of his moons. Not out of a fear of hurting her, because the moon is over–but a mixture of pride (I can handle this myself, it’s my burden) and a mixture of worry (If she sees and decides it’s too much, could she decide he isn’t worth it, could she start to fear him? So much could go wrong. It’s too much. It’s easier just to keep the distance.)
- But eventually, she coaxes him into coming to her place afterwards instead of crashing at his own. She wants to prove both to herself and to hum that they can do this as a team, even if it isn’t the way the Marauders did it. And she works hard to have everything ready.
- When he shows up a little after dawn, bleeding and raw, she realizes that she was not ready–that she never could have been, because she had seen him after a moon before but never so soon, never up close. Never like this. But she shoves her tears down into the pit of her stomach and exchanges them for an uncharacteristic grace and gentleness. She bites her panicked tongue and breathes, because she has to be strong. She lets him lead, asking him what she can do rather than offering. After all, he does know what to do. He keeps stopping halfway through things, though. She catches him focusing much too long on the strings of his pajama pants. His eyes are a bit glossy, his hands don’t stop shaking, and he looks so lost. She has to brush his arm lightly to bring him back into focus, though it makes everything in her ache because every scar is highlighted against his ghost-pale skin and where there isn’t angry red there is black, blue, purple. His eyes are so tired.
- They get into a routine after a while, though, as their relationship and trust deepens.
- She has little cotton balls and such to help him clean up, because whenever he can he likes to shower and clean up before he sleeps. He knows it will help him feel better faster. So together they sit at the table or he sits on the toilet lid and she dabs healing ointment on the bad spots. She might also find a sore spot under the skin and massage the knot back into compliance.
- She has decaff tea that she bought at a Muggle store kept warm with a charm, and she makes sure he has that and some cold water on the bedside table so he can have what he needs. He can’t handle anything more complex for a good day or so, and he sticks with water, tea, or broths, maybe light solids if he’s doing well. Tonks doesn’t eat either, she’s too into her task and sick with worry. Neither of them have slept, but Remus doesn’t need to know what she goes through when he has enough on his plate, thankyouverymuch.
- They share a bed now, and he falls asleep as soon as he hits the pillow. Tonks stays awake to make sure he’s comfortable, getting close to him and observing how sleep takes the stress lines from his face and makes him appear younger. She can trace all his scars like this, but she chooses to sent her hand up and down his spine. She rubs his shoulders, his neck, runs her fingers through his hair–all as gently as possible, and all to listen to his breathing slow even further as he relaxes in his sleep. The sound is better than any music, and it makes her unbelievably content. She goes to sleep beside him, holding him, with her face in his neck. And the tea is still hot in the late afternoon when they both wake up and smile at the sight of the other.