AN: Yet another story from me, Rommy. I just want you to know that this story was started before book five, and so some of the ideas may not fit in with the book. If so, please don't worry, because if I changed them, half the story would be lost. LOL!
I can make smiley faces! Smiley smiley smiley smiley smiley smiley smiley smiley
Chipmunks are fuzzy!
Geese are evil!
Disclaimer: not mine. If it were mine, do you think any of you wanna-be's would be reading it? Mine mine mine! Mwahahahaha! No seriously, (Sirius-ly! Hahaha…or not) anyway, not mine. (if it were mine, the faces would be happy, not sad. I want reviews! Luv ya banana!)
Werewolf
Romulus901
The forest. Dark. How do I get out of here? Where is this place? Overwhelmed. A snuffle. Mum? Turn. Nothing. Move towards the noise. A long, mournful howl. Something hits my chest. A pain in my arm. Darkness.
"Oww!"
my head hurts. My chest hurts. My arm feels as if it's on fire. Although I hardly know which way is up, I try to sit, stand, anything. A hand gently pushes me back down.
"Mummy?"
"Yes Remus?"
"My arm hurts."
Through the haze I hear her gasp. I blink, trying to bring everything into focus. The place looks familiar, but I take a moment to be able to place it.
"Mummy, is this Saint Mungo's?"
"Yes"…hesitantly.
"Um, why am I here?"
"You don't remember?"
"I was in the forest, trying to find you. I heard a noise. I tried to find it…"
Someone tilted his head up, then poured a potion down my throat. I choked on it, then felt myself slipping into unconciousness.