The Little Crimson Book
FULL SUMMARY: Harry's started a Journal, a little crimson book. Half way threw his latest entry he's called to dinner, half way through a late order member arrives, and once again Harry's word falls apart…
Disclimer: Jk's world, i'm just living here.
A/N: Heya, this is definatly one of my longer chapters, most of mine are really short, so i'm sorry if the next one isn't as long. anyway, i hope you all like this, and i've already started to illustrate this Fic, look out for the link in my Profile. i hope you all like:D
Oh and P.S: there is slight er.../clears throat/ 'langaue' in this chap, so...er...beware?
'I can't believe that I only stayed at the Dursley's for a day. I mean, aren't I suppose to stay there so the blood wards stay up? But…I'm not complaining…as much as I should be. Do you know what they've done? The orders gone and thrown me in Grimwald place! Sirius died last year, and what do they do? Stick me in the same prison they threw him in-'
Harry quickly wiped the tears from his journal's page, making the black ink smudge slightly. With a sigh he closed the small book, its crimson leather cover staring up at him. He'd found the empty journal in one of the draws in the room, made sure it was just an ordinary book and began to write in it almost everyday. Looking around the room Harry smiled slightly. Remus had said it had been Sirius's bedroom as a kid. He got up from the cluttered desk, leaving the small book where it was, and stared at the photographs on the wall for what seemed like the thousandth time.
They were of Sirius in his Hogwarts days, Harry's favourite was the one of Padfoot smiling and laughing as James tried to push him from the frame, and a young Remus in the background snickering as he shook his head before he stuck his nose back in a book. All of the Photos where of the Marauders, every single one was of them goofing around and laughing. Harry was glad to see that Wormtail seemed to be hiding beneath the frame of every picture, the filthy rat. The rest of the room was covered in Gryffendor colours, scarves, banners… everything Sirius was able to steal probably Harry thought with a smirk. Padfoot had obviously tried to make the room as Gryffendor as he could, especially when such a Slythren family surrounded him. Harry walked over to the crimson four-poster bed and collapsed on it. He'd been in the house for only a week, and he already wanted to go crazy. At least then he wouldn't have to think about Sirius…
Sirius… Harry shuddered as he closed his eyes, trying to press his godfathers face from his mind. Every night he'd been haunted by dreams of Padfoots death, his surprised expression as he arched backwards gracefully, slowly to be engulfed by the vail's dusty shroud. No, get out of my head…Harry thought as he closed his eyes tighter. The distraction he'd been looking for came in the form of a yell.
"Harry!" It was Remus, Harry looked at his old ratty watch and got to his feet, it was dinnertime.
"Coming!" Harry called back as he walked over to the door; he stopped half way and got his journal from the desk before he continued from the room.
Remus had looked after Harry as best he could over what little of the summer had past; he'd held Harry as he cried when the nightmares had been too much, and sometimes Harry had returned the favour. Harry knew Moony would deny it if he told him so, but he knew he was trying to fill the gaping hole that should have been filed by a parent in Harry's life. And Harry was grateful. Every time Harry saw his once professor he wanted to go up to Remus and hug him, showing his thanks. But he knew he'd never do that, for the first eleven years of his life every time he'd reached for a hug he'd been pushed away in disgust. That can do stuff to a kid Harry thought numbly.
"It's getting cold Harry!" it was Tonks this time. There must be a meeting tonight he surmised, shaking his prior thoughts from his head.
"I said I was coming!" Harry called back as he thundered down the stairs. As he past the front door he looked at the large hole in the wall beside it. Remus had finally found a way to get rid of Mrs's Blacks portrait, she had continued to yell about how happy she was that Sirius was finally gone and needless to say Remus had…lost his temper. Harry could see where Moony's nails had torn at the plaster around the frame.
"Harrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyy" Tonks wined loudly
"Remy won't let us eat till you get herrrreeeeeeee" she wailed dramatically. Harry heard a soft thump as someone hit her
"Remmyyyyyyy! What was that for?" she asked as Harry entered the kitchen, she was rubbing the back of her head with a playful scowl in place as she looked at the so mentioned were-wolf sitting beside her.
"Don't call me that," he said with as much dignity as he could as he blushed. In public Harry finished biting his lip to stop from laughing. The rest of the order had lest restraint.
"Finally graced us with your presence have you?" George –or maybe it was Fred- said with a grin.
Harry grumbled under his breath as he sat down beside Shackelbolt and ladled some of the stew into his awaiting bowl.
"You okay? You look preoccupied" Shackelbolt asked quietly as he filled his own bowl, Harry looked up guiltily
"Is it that obvious?" he asked in the same hushed tones, he'd been thinking about a way to thank Remus properly, the black man smiled widely as he knuckled Harry's unruly hair
"To the observant eye" he admitted. Harry returned to his soup moodily.
"Observant eye? Oh chome on Kingsley! Da' boys face is as readab-b-ble as a book!" Mungus slurred from across the table, eyes slightly out of focus, a half empty Firewhisky bottle in his hand. Shackelbolt laughed quietly as he shook his head, Harry felt his face redden.
"That's rich, coming from someone who can't read" the Auror whispered.
"Hey, what's that Harry?" Fred –or George- asked from beside him, Harry let his
spoon clatter to the bowl
"What's what?" he asked as he looked up, Georges-or Fred's- eyes were glued to Harry's journal.
"Nothing!" Harry said quickly as he reached out to grab it, but a freckled hand snaked out and snatched it away first. By that time everyone else around the table was watching. Remus, Tonks, Shackelbolt, Moody, Charlie, and even Mungus (rather blurrily).
One of the twins was holding Harry back as he reached out franticly to grab the book as the other began to open it.
"Come on ikkel Harry Kins! There are no secrets around here," the twin holding the book said with a wide grin.
"GIVE IT BACK!" Harry yelled as he tried to loosen the other twins grip on him.
"No, no, no, I'm going to read it first"
"I think you should George-"
"So do I Fred-"
"Think it's a diary George!-"
"I think it is Fred!"
"NO! Come on guys! Give it back!" Harry pleaded. Almost quicker than Harry could see, a hand snapped out and grabbed the book from one of the red heads hand. Remus arched a brow at the twins, the little Crimson book held securely in his hand.
"Everyone is allowed their privacy boys," he said sternly as he handed the book back to Harry who had just escaped one twins grasp.
"Thanks" Harry said as he tucked the journal safely inside his robes.
"You're welcome" Moony said with a small smile. Another thing to thank him for…
As Harry ate he looked at the were-wolf from under his lashes, he smiled into his soup as he noticed how close Remus's chair was to Tonks. Harry 'Accidentally' knocked his knife to the floor, he quickly bent to pick it up, when he was under the table he bit back his chuckle, they were holding hands. Moony deserves her; he thought as he straightened, she'll be good for him.
"Hermione went to the Burrow the other day" Charlie informed them all,
"Ron was glad to see her," he added with a smirk
"Went all red he did-"
Suddenly the front door slammed open, Cutting of Charlies words. Everyone turned as one to see the late comer.
"Snape?" Moody growled, surprise creeping into his deep rumble.
"I thought you said you weren't coming?" he continued and Snape looked up, his dark eyes wide and full of fear; he raised his wand as he mouthed frantically.
'Run! All of you! They're coming!' Moody jumped to his feet and out of the way of the stream of red light that shot from the Potion Masters wand. It all seemed to happen in slow motion, Shackelbolt dived at Harry, knocking him to the ground, using his huge body as a shield as lights began to stream around the kitchen.
From under Shackelbolts weight Harry could barely breath. But he could still see the multi coloured lights flashing madly around the room. Suddenly a mass of dark hooded people ran into the kitchen, wands ablaze.
"GET HARRY OUT OF HERE!" Harry heard Remus yell frantically and suddenly Kingsley was on his feet, dragging Harry with him.
"The Burrow' Shackelbolt whispered as he drew his wand, Harry's was already out.
"It's safe there," he said before he slashed his wand at one of the masked death eaters that had taken a step towards him. Harry took his chance and looked around. A death eater running at Charlies back.
"FLIPENDO!" Harry yelled before his mind even caught up to the situation. Suddenly the masked man was thrown into the wall beside him, where he slid down to the floor in a motionless heap. Charlie turned around briefly and shot a thankful smile Harry's way before he turned back around and shot off another spell.
"Potter!" Kingsley hissed as he grabbed Harry's collar and literally threw him out of the room. Even as he flew through the air he saw a strike of green light come soaring towards him. But before it hit him a dark robed figure jumped before the killing curse, the green light hit them full in the chest and the man crumpled to the floor. Harry's eyes widened, he had no doubt who was under the expressionless white mask. Snape had just saved his life.
Harry hit the front door with a bang, stars dancing before his eyes and a searing pain in the back of his head. At the sound another death eater turned around to face him. Harry felt his insides freeze. He knew those eyes.
"YOU BITCH!" Harry yelled as he leapt to his feet, Bellatrix grinned behind her mask.
"Hawwy, Hawwy, Hawwy. Such language" she said softly, her eyes alight with feverish delight.
"You pushed Sirius! Your own cousin! YOU PUSHED HIM" Harry screeched as he ran at her, the wand in his hand forgotten.
Bellatrix laughed.
"Curcio!" she hissed as she thrust her wand at him. Pain. Harry fell to the floor, writhing in agony as it crashed over him. Through tear-blurred vision, he saw Remus dive at the woman, knocking her to the ground. The spell suddenly released its clawed grip on him. With shaking arms Harry propped himself up, light still flashed, and his scream still echoing inside his head.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HARRY! GET OUT OF HERE!" Remus yelled as he jabbed his wand into Bellatrix's neck. Still shaking Harry got to his feet, the Order members yells ripping at his ears. With trembling fingers he tried to open the door, only for it to open from the other side.
It slammed open swiftly and hit Harry in the face, propelling him backwards. He felt his nose break with a sickening crunch along with another spear of pain. Something warm and sticky began to trickle down his face from his nose.
"Shit" he groaned as he gingerly wiped some on the blood from his face.
"Oh my. The boy who lived swearing, that can't be right" Harry froze mid movement. He knew that voice too.
His eyes watering he looked up at the man with long blond hair and a death eaters mask in place, but even with the cold mask covering his face he could see the malicious grey eyes, and he knew that the man was smirking, a replica of his son.
Lucius Malfoy slowly slid his wand from his cane.
"What an honour, I get to kill the boy who lived," he whispered. Harry threw himself to the side just in time to miss the green light that blasted a hole in the wall where he had just been. Harry rolled and saw Moony creeping up behind Lucius. He flung his wand forward
"STUPIFY!" he yelled and Malfoy blocked the curse with ease.
"You're loosing your touch Potter," he hissed. Harry scowled
"No, he's just being a distraction" Growled Remus as he stepped from the shadows and poked his wand into Malfoys back. Harry was pleased to hear him whimper before he fell to the floor, out cold. Moony limped forward and held out a hand to Harry and pulled him to his feet.
"You're doing well Harry" he said before he pushed him towards the stairs.
"Stay up there, stay out of this" he said, Harry frowned
"You're out numbered and I'm staying," he said stubbornly, Moony looked at him firmly with his wolfish amber eyes aglow in the gloom around him.
"Harry, you are the one who's going to finish this war. And this is only the start. The first battle, I will not let you be one of the first to fall. I'll die before you do. Listen to me; I know you want to help. But for once let some one else help you!" Moony said as he shook Harry's shoulders gently. Harry looked up, determination filling his emerald eyes.
"You need help! And I can help you! I'm not going to stand aside and see you and the others get hurt!" Harry said, his grip tightening around his wand. I'm not going to be as useless to you as I was to Sirius remained unsaid.
"Do. As. I. Say. Harry!" Remus hissed between his teeth. A flash of light dived towards them and Harry pushed Remus backwards, the dark blue light past between them, the edges of the spell tickling Harry's cheek. Leaving a line of burnt skin. Harry didn't even flinch; he just stared at Remus who was looking from the singed spot on the wall to where the spell had ended up, and the red angry burn on Harry's face.
"I can help" Harry repeated, eyes cold with resolve. Suddenly Tonks yelled from the kitchen. Both Harry and Remus turned as one to help. But before Harry reached the open archway between the hall and the room he knew Tonks was in, Moony grabbed the back of his collar and threw him backwards.
"I'm sorry Harry. But I won't let you get hurt" he said, eyes filled with regret,
"Night Harry" he whispered before he raised his wand
"No-"
"Stupify" the spell hit Harry straight in the chest before he could finish. And he remembered no more.
"Harry!" the voice was yelling, why couldn't it just shut up! He groaned
"HARRY!" His eyes snapped open. That was Tonks. Harry sat up quickly, only for his vision to turn.
"HARRY!"
"Tonks?" he asked groggily, one hand clutching his head
"You're awake! Quickly! Help me up!" She said urgently. Harry shook his head to clear the stars and looked around. He was still halfway through the door to the kitchen, but-
"Shit" Harry whispered as he saw the remains of the table, chairs, and cupboard. Everything in the room was in ruins, blood splattered the floor…walls…ceiling.
Finally Harry's roaming eyes fell upon Tonks, she was half under the remains of the heavy cupboard, her leg obviously broken.
Harry scrambled to his feet, swayed a moment, but continued to Tonk's side.
"Where is everyone? What happened?" he asked as he began to pull some of the debris from her, Tonks winced as a piece of wood dung into her skin
"It's over, the cowards fled. Took their dead and wounded with them. I saw Shakelbolt fall over there, in the hall. And I think Remus's in the walk in cupboard" she said hoarsely, eyes clenched tight in pain. Harry pulled the last piece of wood from Tonks and knelt beside her, slinging her arm around his shoulders.
Over the holidays he'd grown, he was now as tall as Ron was last year and had developed some muscle (Finally). He found that he was just looking down at Tonks as he helped her to her feet, supporting most of her weight.
"Where abouts is Moony?" Harry asked as he helped her over to the doorway, letting her lean against the frame
"The walk in Cupboard" Harry ached a brow, Tonks shook her head
"Don't ask me, I just saw the death eater shove him in there" Tonks said, panting slightly.
"Will you be okay there?" he asked half way across the kitchen, Tonks nodded, her eyes half closed
"Yeah, yeah, Just help Remy" she said. Harry didn't need to be told twice. He was in front of the walk in cupboard in a matter of seconds and had ripped the doors open, Remus Lupin was slumped on the floor, his face even more pale the usual. Lying in a puddle of blood.
Harry sucked in a sharp breath as he fell to his kneels beside his once professor. With a shaking hand he felt for a pulse…and found one, it was feeble and erratic but there. Without stopping he reached inside and dragged the were-wolf from the cupboard. Trying vainly to slow his pounding heart.
"Tonks, what's the stretcher spell?" he demanded as he pulled Moony further from the cavity he had been in.
"Foeia" he heard Tonks say, her voice shaking slightly and suddenly a white stretcher grew beside Remus. Carefully Harry dragged him onto it, as soon as he was fully on, it hovered at hip hight. Taking a steep away he found that the stretcher would follow him. There was a deep gash in Remus's stomach and robes, blood flowed sluggishly from the wound and Harry felt his knees go weak. No, no. I have to help the others. Remus will be fine, he will Harry reassured himself as he tore the bottom of his robes off and wrapped it gingerly around Moony's torso, slowing the bleeding. Harry was slightly surprised to find his left robe sleave was completely gone.
Sure Remus was in better shape then when he had found him Harry quickly went back over to Tonks, putting her arm back around his neck
"Come one, we have to find the others," he said quickly as he began to help her down the hall. Harry forced his eyes to stay ahead of him instead of flicking back; Remus is still there, he'll always be there. Don't worry; he'll be fine he began to repeat in his head, again and again. They found Shackelbolt next, a long thin cut on the side of his face, but a quick 'Enverate' from Tonks had him on his feet, slightly dazed and confused but able to function properly.
"Take Tonks?" Harry asked and he quickly took Harry's place.
Both of the twins were conscious but supporting broken bones, George a broken rib and couldn't move without hurting himself, Fred a broken wrist and elbow and the same. Tonks summoned another stretcher and both boys sat on it, glad they didn't have to move. Harry looked around at the five people and ordered then to stay were they were, none of then complained, they all expected Harry to take charge anyway.
"Keep and eye on Remus" Harry said and Tonks nodded grimly as she made it so the stretchers stayed with her instead of Harry before he went off, in search of Moody, Charlie, and Mungus.
Harry found Mungus first. He was dead. His eyes glossy and lifeless, He could tell he'd been hit with a Killing curse. Harry stopped himself from retching, just. At least he wasn't in pain Harry thought numbly. Staggering as he closed the door behind him, cutting off the grisly scene. He'd been in the library.
"CHARLIE! MOODY!" Harry yelled as he pushed himself off the wall,
"Harry?" he heard softly,
"Charlie? Where are you?" Harry yelled, and suddenly Charlie stumbled from a doorway, bleeding sluggishly from the head.
"Harry!" he said as he lurched towards him, Harry steadied him just in time, glad his own legs hadn't given way beneath him.
"Do you know where Moody is?" he asked as he took Charlie to the others. Charlie gulped thickly
"He's dead. He died to save me," the Weasley said looking horrified by the very thought. Harry felt his stomach fall slightly again. Two people had died, and Remus didn't look like he'd last too long either. Tears burned at the corner of his eyes but he blinked them away fiercely. Now is not the time. People are relying on you. You can cry later a small voice chirped in his ear. And Remus will be okay, he's always okay…
"Come on, your brothers are fine" Harry said, feeling that this is what Charlie needed to hear as they slowly made their way down the stairs, his mind in turmoil. Right now he needed to get all these people to the Burrow. That's were Shackelbolt was going to take him, so he'd take them all there.
When they reached the others Shackelbolt had an umbrella in his hand
"Portkey" he explained, his eyes slightly out of focus. Concussion Harry's mind supplied as he thought of what may be wrong with the gentle giant.
"Where's Mungus and Moody?" Fred asked-Or at least Harry thought it was Fred- Harry closed his eyes, bracing himself to admit they were dead. But he didn't need to; Charlie saved him from saying it himself
"They're both dead George," he said slowly. A heavy silence followed Charlie's words and Harry quickly broke it.
"Right. The Burrow?" He asked looking at the umbrella and panting under Charlie's weight
"The Burrow" Tonks confirmed huskily, her hand clasped tightly around Remus's.
-oOo-
Ginny crept down the stairs, jumping the squeaky fourth by habit. She couldn't sleep and had decided to read her book beside the fire down stairs instead. She smiled to herself as she looked at the little blue book in her hand; the romance novel would curl her mother's ears. Clad only in knee high striped socks (that had fallen down and were around her ankles) bright yellow underwear and an overlarge green top that reached her knees (that she thought was Ron's) she slipped into the lounge room. The rain was still thundering against the roof above her head and she wondered how her brothers plus Hermione could sleep through it. Looking at her watch she saw it was almost midnight. Perfect time to get some private reading done. She thought with a grin.
She flopped onto her favourite chair beside the fire, it was old and falling apart, the velvet threadbare, and the stuffing starting to thin. But it was still defiantly the comfiest chair in the room. Snuggling down Ginny let her legs fall over the armrest and lent against the opposite one.
"Finally, back to Adrian and Gabriella" she whispered as she leafed through the pages. When she found her place she smirked. Imagine having someone so in love with you they would sacrifice their life for yours she thought as she read. Adrian had just stepped into a swords path, blocking his love Gabriella from harm. But he didn't know that Gabriella was in fact immortal and wouldn't die, she had taken a potion force fed to her by the evil lord Victor, who had kidnapped her earlier in the book. The potion was suppose to have killed her, but the bargain she had made with the unicorn in the second chapter had saved her life, because the unicorn had dipped its horn into the simmering potion giving it the opposite effect! Ginny grinned as Gabriella kissed Adrian's cold lips, healing him and bringing him back to life. She sighed and hugged the book to her chest, closing her eyes and sighing dramatically
"I love this series!" she said softly. She'd already read the first fifteen.
Lighting cracked overhead, followed a second later by the deafening boom of thunder.
"MRS WEASLEY!" Ginny jumped in her red chair, her book toppling to the floor.
"What the…" she whispered as she got to her feet. The wind was howling deafeningly outside, must have been that she thought as she squinted at the window, the rain streaming down it's panes blurring her view.
"MRS WEASLEY!" Ginny gasped as the cry sounded again, it was Harry's voice. Coming from… Ginny bolted to the door and threw it open, Harry lent in the doorway, an arm around Tonk's shoulders, keeping her upright.
Ginnys eyes widened and she stumbled backwards. Harry's face was covered in blood, the left sleeve of his robe had been torn off completely, and the rest of it was tattered and ripped.
"Ginny!" he said, his eyes widening in relief.
"Grimwald place was attacked! I got everyone out that I could" he said, his voice gruff and deeper than she remembered it.
Ginny quickly went out and got Tonk's other arm and draped it around her shoulder.
"Come on" she said, helping Harry with Tonks and getting her inside. As soon as she was sitting on the chair Ginny had recently occupied Harry turned and dashed back out into the rain.
Ginny followed him hurriedly. She yelped as the icy rain pounded down her spine, in seconds her hair was in mattered tendrils and was clinging to her face.
"Harry?" she called, the heavy rain only allowing her to see a few metres in front of her.
"Over here!" he called and Ginny quickly followed the sound. Harry was helping a dazed Kingsley Shackelbolt to his feet, and beside him on two stretchers were Remus and the Twins. Suddenly strong arms wrapped around her. Looking up in the embrace she saw it was Charlie. Ginny hugged her brother back tightly.
"It's okay, come on, can you get the Twins into the Burrow?" she asked and Charlie nodded, Ginny went over to Remus, he didn't look good.
"Ginny. Can you help Moony? He was bleeding and-" Ginny looked at Harry through the rain, he was looking worse for wear as well.
"Get Kingsley inside Harry, I'll take care of Remus, and you stay in there. You need to get dry too" she said and she thought she saw a ghost of a smile grace the boy-who-lived face. Ginny felt her insides bloom at the thought. The heat soon rose to her cheeks.
"Okay. See you inside" Harry said before he helped Shackelbolt towards the still open door that Charlie and the twins had just disappeared through. Ginny couldn't help but notice how bowed Harry was under Kingsley's weight; she could see his knees shaking. Remus groaned, and Ginny quickly grabbed the stretcher and pushed it inside.
"It's okay Remus, you'll be okay" she reassured when she noticed his amber eyes were open.
Inside was utter mayhem. Molly had awoken and was dashing between order members; Hermione was stooped over Tonks, her loose fitting flannelette pyjamas still ruffled from sleep, muttering spells under her breath as she tapped her wand to the Aurous leg.
"MUM!" Ginny called and her mothers head snapped up, she took one look at Remus and ran over to him
"Thankyou dear, go and see if Harry's okay. I haven't had a chance to yet," she said as she took the hovering stretcher from her daughter.
"Okay mum" she said, but was sure she hadn't heard. Looking around the cluttered room she noticed Harry, sitting in the corner against the wall, head in his hands.
"Harry?" she said softly as she approached, the boys head snapped up and she saw that his eyes were red.
"Are they all okay? Is Remus?" he asked at once. Ginny sat beside him
"I don't know, mum sent me over to see if you were alright" she said, Harry closed his eyes and lent back against the wall
'I'm the only one who could walk, I'm fine Gin" she said, his voice grating at his throat. It was then that she noticed that his hands were shaking, slowly she reach out and touched his shoulder, only to feel he was trembling beneath his tattered cloak as well.
"What's wrong Harry?" she asked, he looked up at her and shrugged her hand from his shoulder
"Nothing, I'm fine" he said, eyes down cast. Ginny frowned
"No your not. Don't lie Harry Potter," she said, he looked back up at her and with a steady emotionless voice said,
"It's just the after math of a Curcio, Happy?" Ginny's eyes widened
"No, I'm not happy! Some one used an Unforgivable on you!" she said, Harry looked back at his lap,
"Death eater" he muttered. She ground her teeth together in frustration,
"Fucking Death eaters," she hissed, Harry arched a dark brow at her, the corner of his lips twitching,
"Such Language Miss Weasley" he said. Ginny frowned
"Don't make jokes Harry. Are you okay…your nose looks a bit…" her voice trailed off, Harry had managed to get most of the blood from his face, but his nose looked swollen, bruised and…crooked?
"Broken" he muttered. Ginny drew her wand from her waste band.
"Mum taught me how to fix that. Fred and George kept slogging bludges at me and Ron when we were playing Quiddich. They don't usually miss," she said, Harry laughed softly, before stopping quickly with a wince. With a gentle tap of her wand and a whispered word his nose popped back into its correct place and the swelling disappeared. Harry brought a hand up to it with a grateful smile
"Thanks" he said,
"No problem" Ginny reassured. A sudden yell broke the little peace Ginny and Harry had created among the chaos around them.
"DON'T YOU DARE REMUS" Molly Weasley shouted, her voice shrill with desperation. Harry jumped to his feet before Ginny could stop him and sprinted over to her mother's side.
"NO, NO! STAY WITH ME REMUS LUPIN!" Her mother continued to yell. Ginny felt her heart lodge in her throat. She stumbled to her feet and ran over to her mother and Harry who was hovering over her shoulder.
"Come on Remus, come on" Molly muttered as she preformed another spell on him, and another, and another.
"Come on!" Her mother hissed. Ginny tore her brown gaze from Moony's slack, pale face. Harry looked like he was about to be sick; his face was almost as pale as Remus's.
"Harry?" Ginny whispered, no response. Ginny took a hesitant step forward, Harry didn't move. Even as she wrapped her arms around him he didn't notice her, Ginny buried her face in his chest, resisting the burning in her eyes, after a moment she looked up. A small tear seeped from his emerald eyes and onto her cheek.
Remus John Lupin was dead.
I'm sorry//Hides from all the Moony fans/ but it had to happen! i really hope you liked this and i plan to do more, but with school i can't promise a speedy update. /grumbels under breath about school/ anyway, like i said. i've illustrated some of this chapter and will set up a link from my profile to them. i hope you can all have a look at them!
Mali Caren
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