Hey readers, well tomorrow the new book is coming out so I thought I'd torturer you now. This is what I think SHOULD happen, but probably won't. please R&R
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ETERNAL SLEEP MY ASS
Remus Lupin sat in his small messy apartment. He stared at the teapot. Though he wasn't looking at
it. It was the first time he had been home in weeks and it was pouring outside. The buckets of water
hit his small roof with large splashes, which reflected his splitting headache. It had gotten dark quickly
and there were no lights on; excluding the fire he had started to dry his travelling cloak. Though he
hadn't noticed any of these things. He was in deep thought, which was difficult seeing as he hadn't
slept at all since that battle at the Ministry. it was more like a trance really. He hadn't let himself think
about it until now. Now, however, he kept going over that day in his head, trying to find ways that
they could have spared his best friend. It was all quite jumbled seeing as the lack of sleep was really
starting to get to him. The circles around his eyes were twice the size they had been just days ago.
Remus jumped at the sound of someone knocking on the door. His gaze was torn from the pot
and fixed on the large thick oak door. The door had to be the most expensive thing in the small shack
like house. He didn't make to get up though. Instead he waited for another knock. Which came again
louder this time. Remus sighed, and not bothering to run his hands through his hair to make it look
even the slightest bit less messy; he got up with some effort and walked over to the door. He stood
there staring at the door and waited for a second, wondering who would be at his door at this time of
night. His thoughts flickered on Voldermort for a split second and then went to someone who wasn't
so unlikely and was decidedly nocternal like Mad-Eye who, Remus thought smiling slightly wouldn't
want to be stuck on the other side of his door in weather like this.
Remus opened the door and almost fainted. There standing in the door way was a sopping
wet James Potter. They stood there for a moment, just staring at each other. "P-Prongs?" Remus
asked going even paler then before. "James is dead. Moony…" the guy said frowning. "W-who are
you then?" Remus asked. "It's me Sirius. Now are you going to let me in or shall I rot outside for
ever?" he asked. Remus didn't move out of the way. He glared "in case you haven't heard, Sirius
Black is dead." He said coolly before closing the door. Or at least attempting to close the door. The
man's foot was in the way.
Now Remus got angry, he pulled out his wand and aimed it directly at the poser's heart. The
guy backed away and put his hands up. "I don't know how it happened…" the guy said again. He
ran his hand through his sopping wet hair. Remus lowered his wand a little and opened the door
slightly. "How do you think this happened?" Remus asked. "I-I think it was Harry. I saw him, on his
bed. Crying. Then I was back in the tunnel to the shrieking shack." The guy explained. Remus backed
away from the door and allowed the sopping wet James look-a-like inside. "Sirius?" he asked
examining his face. "It's me Moony." Sirius said firmly. "I don't doubt it. Or at least I think I don't…"
Lupin said stepping forward.
They hugged for a second, and then Sirius noted his surroundings. "What were you doing sitting
in the dark?" he asked frowning and taking the towel Lupin offered him. "What do you think? I just
ran out of best friends to run out of." Remus said shrugging. Sirius let out a laugh as he walked over to
a mirror on the wall. "And I always thought I would be the first to go… what with the furry pain in the
ass coming for a visit 3 times each month;" Remus added muttering , looking away. Sirius went pale
as he saw himself. "This-this isn't me…" he said stepping back. He turned to Lupin who still looked
pale. "I thought that we had been over that already" Sirius kept backing away until his claves hit the
couch and he collapsed onto it. Remus came over and sat beside him.
The resemblance to James was uncanny. He thought to himself. Sirius was probably thinking
the same thing. He grunted and wiped his nose on the back of his sleeve; obviously at a loss for
words. Remus got up. "You want tea?" he asked. Sirius remained still but Remus picked up the kettle
anyways. He wanted tea.
Sirius watched Remus shuffle through the small kitchen. He sighed again. "What happened
to the good old days?" he asked finally. Lupin turned around and smiled. "You mean the days we use
to go gallivanting around school like the idiots we are?" he asked. Sirius smiled at the thought.
"Yeah…" he added. It was quiet again.
Remus watched as Sirius closely as he put the kettle of water over the fire. He looked up
and stared at his friend again "you were cleared you know. Of all charges" he said looking down
again. "Little late for that eh?" Sirius said bitterly. Lupin sighed and sat down again. "Far too late…"
Remus said. "I didn't even get a trial you know. Just shipped shit hole." Sirius said shaking. "I know,
I know; Padfoot." Remus said watching as Sirius's hand shook with the kind of rage he had only seen
a few times from his normally calm friend. "Harry could have had a better life. If only I had had my
chance to speak." Sirius hissed. Remus sighed. "I know. But what happened in the past can't
change." Remus added softly. "I got that memo." Sirius said glumly. Sirius then bent down untied his
shoes and kicked them off. Remus watched with a look of pure fascination on his face. It was
something Sirius would have done; down to the last shoe flying across the room. But he looked just
like James. This was gonna get interesting…
Remus got up and took the kettle from above the fire and poured the hot water into the
teapot. Making sure Sirius wasn't looking he slipped in an old Hogwarts bag and one containing a
slight sleeping draught. He brought the tea and 2 chocolate frogs over to his coffee table and went in
search of his owl Gordy, some parchment and a quill. Which was hard to find considering he didn't
think he had any of this stuff. Finally he found an old note and tore off the blank bottom of it. He then
went to his desk and pulled out his old trunk. He opened it up and pulled out a small wrapped parcel
containing an ostridge feather quill. It had been a Christmas present from Hermione. He mentally
noted to thank her again for that. He found his owl Gordy perched on the bedpost. Gordy looked up
at him expectantly. Remus held out his arm and the great horned owl jumped on with a hoot of
satisfaction. Remus walked back into the living room and spotted Sirius on the couch, dipping the still
squirming chocolate frog in his tea. He looked up and frowned. "Wha'cha doing Moony?" he asked,
sitting up. "Writing Dumbledore." Remus said waving his hand.
Sirius watched curiously as Remus sat beside him and started scribbling something down on
a very old piece of parchment. Sirius finally got bored and started examining his new body. He
spotted the burn mark on James's left arm and laughed. "I gave him that one! Remember Moony? I
was bugging him about Lil's again and he had started a duel…" Sirius's eyes went all misty. Remus
grunted from beside him and Sirius looked over. Remus was pulling 3 hairs out of his head. "What the
bloody hell is that for!" Sirius asked taking a long swig of tea. "Make sure it's not a prank and or
joke sent from someone else…" Remus mumbled as he finished rolling up the parchment and started
tying it to Gordy's leg. Remus got up and walked to the window. "I wish…" Sirius said solemnly. The
both watched in silence as the owl took flight into the rain.
For a while the only noise was the buckets of rain making a dull thumping noise on the
roof. "How am I going to break this to Harry?" Sirius asked in a tortured voice. "We can worry
about that tomorrow, right now you look dead tired. To tell you the truth so am I. You can sleep on
the couch. Remus said getting up with a yawn. He pulled something out of his pocket and handed it to
Sirius. "Night Padfoot." He said walking over to his closet and grabbing a blanket and a pillow. He
then placed them beside Sirius who still looked like hell, before proceeding to his own bedroom.
"Thanks…" Sirius whispered as Lupin disappeared and the door closed softly. He looked down at
his hand where Remus had deposited the contents of his pocket. It was his wand. He clutched it
tightly and fell into deep thought. He gazed into the low fire and wondered why he had come back
instead of James… "thanks..." he whispered again bitterly
Ohh, a cliff hanger, how dare I? Meh, well the more reviews I get, the quicker I'm gonna update. Though, it probably won't be till I read the new book and go camping. Till then... go to the bottom left hand corner of your screen and click ok on the purple "submit review" butten. Then tell me what you think… what should happen… or how crappy it is… either way, I need least 4 reviews in order to start the new chap. So for all you anonymous hits, I'm expecting you to come out of the shadows and SPEAK UP! SPEAK I SAY!