#mobility aid Remus is so so important to me why did we stop doing that

[wafflinglumos]

Every time someone combines book and film canon, along with their OWN headcanons for fics/fanart I literally leap for joy, like UGHHH yes please draw book accurate Hermione with the mudblood scar, please make Remus look like David Thewlis and give him a mobility aid, give Harry his green orbs and make him movie Harry height PLEASE

Trans Ron Weasley who looks like movie Ron and has the attitude of book Ron AJAJXHNXNXXNX

[amydiddle-fanfiction]

Moony: Curse of the Full Moon

A curious three year old boy, a grudge against a name, and the watchful moon’s silent gaze. The 27th of February,1964 the full moon shone down on a small house in Wales and a curse was brought upon the family that would change them forever. Remus John Lupin, only a small child when everything was taken from him and his family. Now the threat isn’t on the outside; it is him.

Note from The Author: This is a story I started back at the end of the my sophomore year of high school. It centers around Remus Lupin, a poor boy that had a terrible curse thrust upon him. When I started to write it, my motivation had been the fact that I really loved Lupin and I wanted to get background before I thrust him into a story about the Wizarding War.

Most of my original ideas have been lost to time but I am trying to pick it up again. This collection is the first three ‘books’ as the younger me dubbed them. The Bite, First Year, and Second Year. I have gone back through the chapters and edited/rewrote them to live up to my current writing level.

READ THE ORIGINAL VERSION HERE: FF.NET SLOWLY BEING RESTART VERSION HERE: Ao3

Moony: Book 1 - Chapter 2

Saint Mungo’s Hospital London, England 10 March, 1964

It had been nine days since the attack. In those nine days his face had been healed to the healers' best abilities with something the child thought smelled funny. The once large gashes had been slowly transformed to minor cuts that made it a little uncomfortable to move his face certain ways. It was like having a the sticky stuff of a band-aid forever on his face and it would be forever. The head healer had explained to him that they would fade into scars and there was no way for them to get rid of them.

The bite wound seemed to be in the same boat. It was healed up to the point of not life threatening but it ached when he moved his right arm and the bandages kept him from lifting the arm over his head. The bandages also made it hard to turn to the right so he had very limited mobility. At least this had a positive reaction of him learning how to do things with his left hand. Maybe in the future he would have two wand arms and could dual wield. That would be awesome.

Also in those nine days Remus had come to terms with the idea that he would be staying in the hospital for awhile. It took a day or so for him to be able to walk around again but once he did he was exploring every corner he was allowed to go and most he was not. Technically he was only allowed to walk around on his mother and father’s visits but a few rules broken were not going to hurt anyone. Especially when he got to hang around in his favorite place in the hospital for as long as he wanted.

This place was the gift shop. A little store where wizards and witches of loved ones could get something for their ailing relative. There was lots of toys and candy there even though he could not buy any of it he liked to look around and admire what was there. All the tiny sugar treats; sugar quills, chocolate frogs, every flavored beans. Tiny cakes that had tiny magical words scrawled on them in frosting. The lady behind the counter would smile and explain what they all were to him when he asked, even explaining how she made them. It really was the best place in the too white building that was St. Mungo's.

The most important part of those nine days was not any of this. No the most important part of that long stretch of time was the date it landed on in the end and that was the tenth of March.

It was a very important day in the young boy's life and it all started with Remus waking up to his mother's bright smile.

"Mummy!" The toddler was instantly up. He ignored the pain in his side for the sheer joy that warmed his heart at the sight of his mother. It was very rare when his parents could come and see him early in the morning. He threw his arms around his mother's neck and hugged her tightly.

“Happy birthday, my big man." Hope Lupin laughed and kissed his cheeks, "The healer said you are well enough to go walk around London with me. How's that sound for a birthday present?"

Remus gasped and pulled back from the hug to stare at his mother with wide eyes, “Really? I get to go to London?”

An even larger smile spread on the boy’s wounded face and he let out an excited laugh when she nodded. He fell back onto the bed with a small squeal.

"This is gonna be the best birthday ever!"

Hope smiled warmly at her child's excitement and puled out a present wrapped in gold paper.

“Well we better start this best birthday right with the first present of the day," she said and held the package out to him.

The four-year-old took the box out of her hands quickly. He tore the paper apart and let it scatter around him on the hospital bed. A little fairy tale book laid inside, colorful pictures decorated the cover and were surrounded by gold accents. The Tales of Beedle and the Bard was written on top.

“I found it in the gift shop," his mother explained, "I thought you might like it. I can read you stories every night when you get to come home.”

Remus pulled his eyes away from the stories to look up at his mother.

“Can’t we go home now?”

The look on his mother's face made the child regret asking the question. Hope looked away from him sadly to regain some composure before she turned back to him with a soft smile.

“Not yet,baby. The healer’s want to make sure you are fully healed before you can head back. So you are nice and strong.”

Remus bit his lip to try and contain the tears that wanted to form.

He refused to cry on his birthday. He was four now; practically a grown up. He was not a big baby that cried because he couldn’t go home. The healers were going to take care of him and then he could go home, just like his mother said. And when he got back he could play with Silver and his father in the back yard. He would be able to sit in his bed and beg his mother to read him one more story though the sun had long since set. No hospital rules, no disgusting potions, and no too white walls.

Remus let his mother wipe away a rebellious tear before she helped him out of the bed. The happiness of the day soon came back to both of them once he was changed out of his pajamas. His mother helped him pull his jacket on before she took his hand and they left the room.

They made quick work to leave the hospital. They only paused so Remus could wave to the nice woman behind the counter in the gift shop while his mother checked him out for the day. The boy did not notice the dirty looks that were sent his way by some of the medi-witches and wizards that walked by. If he did he would not understand why they were doing that.

Both him and his mother left the hospital without much trouble beside the looks. Remus blinked at the natural light when they finally entered the city. Behind them stood an abandoned building. They seemed to have stepped out from a whole in the wall of the building; a clever tactic used to trick muggles it was a normal abandoned building. The only way Hope Lupin could have gotten is was with the assistant of her husband.

Hope led him away from the building and onto the busy streets of London. The whole place was bustling with more activity he was used to back at home. There were kids around his age walked with their parents, people in suits hurried past with a look that said they were late for work, and some people looked like older kids skipping school for a trip around the city.

He looked up at his mother with wide eyes. This was a little more overwhelming than he had realized it was going to be. He almost wanted to go back into the hospital and just spend the day with the gift shop lady but his mother pulled him along. His hand stayed tightly connected to her's as they walked. She was right, even in silence, he was going to make this a good day. A crowd was not going to stop that.

Remus' birthday was mostly window shopping and admiring sights he did not get to see in his home village. The buildings were a lot taller than he was used to, the sounds were different and he was not sure if cities were always this loud, and the smells were very interesting.

He got his confidence back about two blocks from the hospital and started to drag his mother to interesting places. They did go into a toy store just before lunch and Remus had browsed the shelves wanting everything his small hands could touch. His mother ended up buying him a toy stuffed dog. Lunch was amazing as well. Remus got a free ice cream cone for his birthday and his father met up with them just as they got out of the building.

Remus sat on his father's shoulders as they walked back into St. Mungo's. The ache had returned in his side but he could care less about it. This had been the best birthday ever. He sighed as he was put back on the ground once inside the hospital. The little boy leaned against his mother as his father went over to make sure Remus was checked back in.

There was a different witch at the desk then the one that had been there this morning. She did not even look over at the toddler as she wrote his name down. Lyall pretended that is did not bother him, especially when she did not bid them a good day and pretended they were not even there. He just moved back over to his wife and son so they could head back to Remus' room.

Remus could feel the happiness slowly start to drain away from him as they entered that too white room again. He tried to keep the smile on his face as he was placed on the bed. He was happy to have had this day with him but was sad that it was so close to ending.

"Mummy can you read me a story?"

It was a last ditch attempt to keep them both around longer and was plainly obvious but it worked. His mother sat on the side of the bed with a kind smile and took the book from him.

"Of course I can. Long as you help me."

The room fell into the story that Hope told. Lyall sat next to her and Remus was snuggled between them. Remus could see every character and laughed at the funny voices his mother gave them. The young boy was happy to be with his family again but sadly it did not last.

The end of visiting hours came and his parents had to leave. They had to leave him alone in this place. His mother promised that she would be back as soon as she could.

He watched them go sadly. The ache from the bite more prominent now that they were gone. It had not been there all day, but it was there again; taunting him for going outside and bringing this on himself.

Remus sat on his bed and flicked through the new book silently. He could not read many of the words. He almost jumped out of his skin when the door opened. The young boy looked up to see the lady behind the gift shop counter was there with a little cake.

“Heard someone had a birthday and I couldn’t deny my favorite customer a treat.”

She sat down on the bed next to him and showed off the cake in her hands. It was a chocolate cake that had white icing all around it and was decorated with little chocolate flowers. The words "Happy Birthday" were piped in the middle and had been enchanted to change many different colors.

Remus stared at it, a little joy bubbling back up in his chest when she put four candles on it.

“Thank you," he whispered and looked up at her in awe.

The woman smiled at him and flicked her wand to light the candles, “You are welcome. Now, make a wish and blow out the candles.”

Remus closed his eyes quickly at the request and thought long and hard about his wish. He took in a deep breath when he figured it out and made his wish. He wished to go home soon and that this whole thing would blow over soon. He opened his eyes after he gave his breath and smiled up at the gift shop woman.

Remus and the gift shop lady, or Lucy as he learned later, sat in his room and ate the cake. He relayed to her the stories his mother read him today as they ate. Lucy was a very good listener and asked questions at all the right times. She was quickly becoming his favorite person in the hospital.

The cake party did not last either. His healer came in just as they finished the last slice and asked her to leave so he could check on his patient. His voice was almost in a distressed tone that the witch had been alone with him. Remus did not understand why but Lucy seemed to understand the request.

She left the room without complaint; taking the plates with her and leaving Remus alone with this wizard.

Once she was gone, the healer began his work. He changed the bandages on Remus' bite wound. The progress in the healing seemed to make the man very happy.

There was only silence during this process. The healer did not want to start a conversation and Remus just decided to let his mind wander. The boy waited patiently as the man tightened the bandages and finished up for the night. As soon as the wizard was done, Remus pulled his shirt back on and flopped back on the bed with his stuffed dog. He snuggled down under the blankets and sighed as the lights were dimmed in the room and the door closed.

Even if this was a great birthday; the small boy could not help but feel a little put off about how it ended. He was still stuck in this dumb hospital room that was too white and too far away from his home.