From the moment Remus knew he escaped a part of him had known he’d see him again. It just felt inevitable. And he’d had no idea what he’d do or feel when he did. Kill him he supposed, for what he’d done. When everything had first happened there had been a lot of questions. The werewolf who had lived with the murderer until a year before he’d killed all those people, who had been friends with him and his other victims for years, yeah that was suspicious. He’d been made to sit with the aurors in interrogation rooms for hours on end.