he should have told him not to try apparating good lord
Remus rushes over to the younger man, checking him for any splinching. None. Thank Merlin. It's too late at night to deal with a trip to St. Mungo's.]
Bill, what are you thinking? You shouldn't be apparating like this. [He hauls the man up by his arms. Looks like instinctive magic kicked in to keep him from getting anything more than a few scrapes, at least.]
[ Bill's dizzy. There's a minute where he's bodily hauled upright, and his head spins. He takes a long moment to blink until the spinning stops, and then a loose grin spreads across his face. ]
[He presses his lips into a firm line so he doesn't laugh. He shouldn't be laughing. Bill is acting very irresponsibly.]
Yes, I'd caught that. I don't have any vodka to give you, but how about some water?
[If Bill's a bit wobbly on his feet, that's fine. Remus is stronger than he looks, he can keep him upright as they head into the small house.
Remus casts a non-verbal silencing charm on Teddy's bedroom door as they enter, so he won't be woken. He has other alarms that will still come through if something goes wrong, or just if Teddy wakes up and cries, of course.]
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look they make good drunk texts i understand
[Was this even meant for him?]
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two bins. 2 bins
i was sick in 1 bin
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why are you texting me just come outside mte i'm in your garden
[ spoilers: he's not in Remus' garden. ]
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[ He definitely shouldn't apparate while drunk. Guess what he's doing though.
There's a loud CRACK! and then a WHOOSH and a THUNK! as Bill apparates twenty feet above Remus' back garden and crashes down into a shrubbery. ]
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he should have told him not to try apparating good lord
Remus rushes over to the younger man, checking him for any splinching. None. Thank Merlin. It's too late at night to deal with a trip to St. Mungo's.]
Bill, what are you thinking? You shouldn't be apparating like this. [He hauls the man up by his arms. Looks like instinctive magic kicked in to keep him from getting anything more than a few scrapes, at least.]
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'lo, Remus. 'm drunk.
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Yes, I'd caught that. I don't have any vodka to give you, but how about some water?
[If Bill's a bit wobbly on his feet, that's fine. Remus is stronger than he looks, he can keep him upright as they head into the small house.
Remus casts a non-verbal silencing charm on Teddy's bedroom door as they enter, so he won't be woken. He has other alarms that will still come through if something goes wrong, or just if Teddy wakes up and cries, of course.]