"Lupin! Lupin!" The chant broke though the afternoon air, engerized by the end of exams. The chanters was a group of mostly younger students, all crowded around the lake with a few older students looking on curiously.
Four second-year boys sat apart from the commotion. Perhaps they disliked the excited attention not focused on them. Whatever the reason, they all sat under the refreshing shade of a lone tree, talking amongst themselves and each stealing curious glances to the lake.
Finally, one clapped his book shut and stood to leave, a light breeze tossing his brown hair in his face where it unnaturally lingered. "I don't want to see this," He muttered the excuse for his retreat.
"But Moony," Said the next boy under the tree, ruffling his black hair subconsciously. "They're singing your song!" He paused dramatically, letting some of the 'Lupin' chant filter into the conversation. "You can't just leave."
"They aren't singing my song, James." Said Remus quietly, pointing to the crowd whose chanting had now turned into a word-less roar.
Now visible was a first-year girl. Her hair was jet black and kinky, a look obtained after a day of braids. She absolutely glowed, that much the boys could see..whatever she was doing, they couldn't
One thing was for sure, though, she wasn't hating the attention.
Present Day
Nykai Lupin raced down the dark London streets, sweat beading on her face and giving her quite a chill despite the exercise. Her tank top was torn at the midsection and she could feel warm but sticky blood draining down her skin from a wound there. That didn't stop her running.
Nothing would stop her. Not the red-hot pain with each step she pushed herself to or the straining of her lungs to take the next breath. She was late..three days late. A lot could have happened in three days.
It hadn't been her fault. Though in contact with Albus Dumbledore since the end of the Triwizard Tournament, it had only been now, nearly two months later, that she was finally able to be called to duty.
They had taken all sorts of precautions, but things still hadn't gone smoothly. Someone had known and had tried to stop her. Who it was, she hadn't seen, but they had pursued her over England's country side as she tried to lead them away from headquarters and lose them all at the same time. It had taken her three days to accomplish that..and she was feeling it.
Finally, now close to midnight, her goal was coming into the place. She could see number eleven and number thirteen now. She convinced her body to crawl up that last few feet between the two, somewhere within London, she could hear a clock chiming midnight.
"Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place" Nykai recited mentally and breathed a slow sigh of relief as it started to appear.
Author's Note: That's it for my first chapter, introducing my orginal character, Nykai. Not much to say, not much happened.