Remus Lupin (
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full moon with moon moon [partially open]
Who: Remus Lupin and ???
What: so the full moon's a thing
When: [FORWARD DATED] September 1 - 3
Where: around diagon alley, remus' flat
Warning: Will update as necessary, preemptive warning for usual full-moon injuries.
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What: so the full moon's a thing
When: [FORWARD DATED] September 1 - 3
Where: around diagon alley, remus' flat
Warning: Will update as necessary, preemptive warning for usual full-moon injuries.
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September 2 - Knockturn Alley [open]
He keeps his head down, for all intents and purposes unnoticeable on his way to the dingy storefront that is his destination. It's an apothecary, and as one can imagine from it's location, the potions and ingredients offered are not strictly above-board. Remus is not here to buy, though, he's here to sell.
And what could Remus be offering of value on this fine day? Why, nothing more than a few vials of werewolf blood, taken at the height of it's potency. It's not something he makes a habit of, only resorting to it when there's little choice, but he's been too long without steady work and expenses are piling. He just needs enough to make it til he has a paycheck again.
Not like it's hurting anyone. It's certainly not legal, but little that happens in Knockturn is. It's a quick process, certainly nowhere near as painful as what he'll go through later that night, and he's out the door with a heavier coin purse than he entered with. Enough to cover the month's rent and perhaps a week of food, if he's very careful.
He makes his way out from Knockturn the same way he came in. Casually, trying to keep as unnoticeable as possible.]
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His hood is still raised, naturally, but Lucius can still make out a few features underneath. Enough to make an educated guess who is interestingly emerging from a section of Wizarding London that is not exactly known for the aboveboard.]
A curious place for you to be, I would think.
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There's a twitch of panicked thought, that maybe he should be run, but-- don't be ridiculous, Lupin. It's not against the law just to be there, and Remus certainly doesn't have any Dark objects on his person. The only evidence is an unusually heavy coin purse.
It's fine, he's fine. A little paranoid and combative from the full moon, but fine. He takes a breath.]
Are you accusing me of something, Mr. Malfoy?
[The fact that he's meeting Lucius' gaze is practically a challenge in itself but he puts a lot of care into sounding as mild as ever, expression neutral even as his muscles tense under his weathered, slightly too short robes.]
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But then, he's also a registered werewolf, and that makes him more notable.]
Is there something to accuse you of, Mr. Lupin?
[The moon will be full that night, he thinks. Remus must be in an interesting mood from that. For a moment he considers attempting charm - they are supposed to cultivate more to the Ministry's side, in this time when minority opposition is growing more vocal, but then...even clearly poor and without resources, Lupin isn't likely to fall for it. No, there are better candidates.]
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Not as such, so if you have no business with me, I'll be on my way. I have errands that must be finished before nightfall, I'm sure you understand.
[It's not a tactic he prefers, but reminding people of the imminent transformation is usually enough for them to leave him alone.]
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I daresay you do. No, I would not want to keep you out too late, Mr. Lupin.
[ All sorts of trouble with that, after all, and Lucius suspects he'd find it only briefly amusing. ]
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He inclines his head in what could pass for a polite farewell, and the fact that it felt like he had to get permission to dismiss himself curls bitter in his gut. He shouldn't have to feel that way, but he's all too aware the ease with which someone like Lucius could make his life hell just for a bit of rudeness in the street. He wouldn't even have to lift a finger.]
Good day, Mr. Malfoy.