Drabble #8
Topic #66 Pace

Hands behind his back, face staring at the floor he paced back and forth. He heard the scream and the anguish. Remus felt flush and started to sweat. Why was it taking so long?

“Almost there” He heard from behind the door.

Stopping for a moment from his pacing he checked his watch. If she didn’t hurry up they would be late.

“Honey?” he questioned.

Tonks threw the door open, “I’ll be ready to go shortly, I have not finished picking what I want to wear!”

Remus threw his hands up in the air and let out an exhausted sigh.