Willy

Remus was feeling like shit, as he did after every full moon. At least Willy had found a place to lock him up, and it hadn't been so bad. He'd woken up feeling sore as usual, but at least he hadn't gotten loose. And now he was just letting Willy lead him back. They had to go briefly back into the real world, he knew, on their way back to the cabin.

They stepped out of a mirror and into what appeared to be an antiques shop. And maybe, when it came down to it, Remus shouldn't have been surprised to see what was there waiting for them.

The wizard who'd been following him. Standing there with his wand out and a smirk plastered on his face.

"Found a body this morning," Rory said. "Not far from here. Ripped to shreds. I'm taking you in."

Remus just leaned against Willy, feeling too exhausted to even respond.