Lupin's Christmas
This tale is the prequel to Lupin's Summer (as if that
wasn't obvious). It begins with a bit of Drama/Tragedy but later turns to
Humour/Romance and there's a RL/HG storyline running too! Please r/r!
CHAPTER ONE: The Perfect Present
Remus awoke on the floor of Grimmauld Place. Getting up and wretching at the pain of his seering headache he realised he had been drinking last night. In fact, for quite a few months Remus had been drinking every night. He didn't usually get so plastered he couldn't find his bed though.
Stumbling into the kitchen, Remus glanced at the calender whilst conjouring a cup of coffee. Today was the last day of the December term at Hogwarts. Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny were headed to the Burrow for Christmas.
"Perhaps I'll go along..." He mused aloud, for the house was quite empty now, compared to how it had been just a short year ago.
Then a shock ran through him as he studied the calender. The full moon was on Christmas Day. Making his coffee disappear and reaching for a bottle of firewhisky from the cupboard, Remus mused aloud further:
"Damn and blast it! Of all the god given days to have a wretched full moon on it would have to be bloody Christmas wouldn't it! Rotten affliction!" He cursed as he took a large swig of firewhisky right from the bottle. His headache reigned over him and he collapsed onto the kitchen floor.
*
Hermione sat on the Hogwarts Express, magically repairing Harry's communication mirror. Remus had explained that the mirror was linked to one of the tiles in the kitchen wall and that it could be used to contact the Order if it was needed. She reattached the final piece and the mirror gleamed as though brand new.
"There Harry! All done! Did you want to talk to anyone right now?" She inquired.
Harry cheerfully shook his head and continued his game of Exploding Snap with Ron. After and excruciatingly loud KABOOM Hermione tapped the mirror with her wand. Immediatley a picture of the kitchen at Grimmauld Place appeared.
"Oh my..." She instantly said aloud.
"What?" Asked Ron.
Hermione turned the mirror and all three of them saw the sight of an unmoving, ill-looking Remus Lupin. His pale hand still clutching a bottle of firewhisky.
At that moment, the train stopped at Kings Cross.
Sorry to make the first chapter so short! A couple of Author's notes for you: Harry is in his sixth year at the moment. Remus is not greiving for Sirius, he is having a mid-life crisis. Snape will feature in the story as the chapters progress. The chapters won't get much longer either so easy reading!
Please review or I'll stop writing (that is not an empty threat!)
CHAPTER ONE: The Perfect Present
Remus awoke on the floor of Grimmauld Place. Getting up and wretching at the pain of his seering headache he realised he had been drinking last night. In fact, for quite a few months Remus had been drinking every night. He didn't usually get so plastered he couldn't find his bed though.
Stumbling into the kitchen, Remus glanced at the calender whilst conjouring a cup of coffee. Today was the last day of the December term at Hogwarts. Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny were headed to the Burrow for Christmas.
"Perhaps I'll go along..." He mused aloud, for the house was quite empty now, compared to how it had been just a short year ago.
Then a shock ran through him as he studied the calender. The full moon was on Christmas Day. Making his coffee disappear and reaching for a bottle of firewhisky from the cupboard, Remus mused aloud further:
"Damn and blast it! Of all the god given days to have a wretched full moon on it would have to be bloody Christmas wouldn't it! Rotten affliction!" He cursed as he took a large swig of firewhisky right from the bottle. His headache reigned over him and he collapsed onto the kitchen floor.
*
Hermione sat on the Hogwarts Express, magically repairing Harry's communication mirror. Remus had explained that the mirror was linked to one of the tiles in the kitchen wall and that it could be used to contact the Order if it was needed. She reattached the final piece and the mirror gleamed as though brand new.
"There Harry! All done! Did you want to talk to anyone right now?" She inquired.
Harry cheerfully shook his head and continued his game of Exploding Snap with Ron. After and excruciatingly loud KABOOM Hermione tapped the mirror with her wand. Immediatley a picture of the kitchen at Grimmauld Place appeared.
"Oh my..." She instantly said aloud.
"What?" Asked Ron.
Hermione turned the mirror and all three of them saw the sight of an unmoving, ill-looking Remus Lupin. His pale hand still clutching a bottle of firewhisky.
At that moment, the train stopped at Kings Cross.
Sorry to make the first chapter so short! A couple of Author's notes for you: Harry is in his sixth year at the moment. Remus is not greiving for Sirius, he is having a mid-life crisis. Snape will feature in the story as the chapters progress. The chapters won't get much longer either so easy reading!
Please review or I'll stop writing (that is not an empty threat!)