Author's Note: This is my first Harry Potter fic, so reviews would be
appreciated. The plot...well...I'm no good at plot summaries, so just read
it and you'll find out, won't you?
Remembrance
Chapter 1 Time: During Book 3
Twelve years.
It seemed as if it had been so much longer than that. The pain and loneliness had become so familiar she had difficulty remembering how it felt before. How it felt to wake up with her head resting on a pillow that was not soaked with tears.
She had dreamed about him again last night.
Sighing softly, she rose and went through the familiar morning routine. Got dressed. Made tea. Almost went to wake Isadora up before remembering that she was visiting Celina.
While she was eating breakfast, Gale came in through the window, dropped a small pile of letters on the table, and nipped at her ear playfully. She absentmindedly reached into her pocket for an owl treat while she glanced at the mail. Letter from Izzie and Cel, some Ministry Stuff, the newspaper.
It was the picture on the front page of The Daily Prophet that arrested her attention. She stared at the man in the picture, at his thin, white face and shadowed eyes. Intrigued, she picked the paper up and read the headline. A moment later, she cried out and dropped it.
It couldn't be him.it just couldn't.hesitantly, she lifted the paper again, studying the picture carefully, gazing deeply into those dark eyes. Letting it fall to the table once more, she let her head sink into her hands as she sobbed uncontrollably.
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Time: When the Marauders are at Hogwarts...sometime in the 70s I think...
"Hey, Merlin, is that book permanently attached to your hand? Or do you just keep it in front of your face all the time so we won't see how ugly you are?"
Alexandra Merlin lowered her book and stared icily at the boys in front of her. "Actually Snape, it's so I don't have to look at you." Her voice was calm, but she was trying not to get nervous. There were five of them, all Slytherin sixth years. Severus Snape grinned nastily. "Fifth years shouldn't talk like that.especially skinny fifth year Ravenclaw girls with no friends." Her eyebrows went up. "Was that a threat?" She laughed derisively. "I'm terrified."
She lowered her head and continued reading. Then, the book was plucked from her hand by a tall boy with pale blonde hair. Alexandra's eyes narrowed in annoyance. "Give that back, Malfoy." He laughed. "No, I don't think I will. Hey, Goyle, catch!" He tossed the book towards another Slytherin, but it was intercepted in midair.
A tall, handsome boy with dark hair and eyes stepped forward, holding Alexandra's book. "I believe this young lady asked for her book back, Malfoy." Mischief sparkled in his brown eyes, and he winked at Alexandra as he tossed the book back to her. Lucius Malfoy glared at him. "Keep out of this, Black. It's none of your business." Alexandra rose to her feet. "I appreciate your help, Sirius Black, but I can fight my own battles."
Sirius looked her over. She was small, delicate looking, but her face was hard with anger. He couldn't help noticing that is was a rather pretty face, with large, dark blue eyes and brown hair. "Maybe you can," he said, grinning. "but five against one isn't very fair." She returned the smile. "Five against two isn't much better." "Well, we'll just have to even things up, won't we?" Three boys had come up. One had messy dark hair and glasses, and was grinning as widely as Sirius, another had golden brown hair and a serious expression, and the third hung slightly behind the others but was gripping his wand and trying to look brave. "Not having fun without us, are you, Padfoot?" the one with glasses said cheerfully.
The Slytherins glared at the boys. "Should've known you lot would show up.you Gryffindor rats always travel in packs." Malfoy sneered. "Look who's talking." Alexandra and Sirius said at the same time. The situation might have turned ugly, but Professor McGonagall made a well- timed appearance. "Whatever you lot are thinking of doing, you'd better think again. Neither of your houses can afford to lose any more points, after your antics last week." With one more dirty look at the Gryffindor boys, the Slytherins stalked off.
Alexandra turned to Sirius's friends. "Thanks.for a minute I thought I was actually going to have to fight them." The boy with glasses raised his eyebrows. "You sounded pretty confident just before we came over." "Don't you know a bluff when you hear one, Potter? They would have flattened me! I'm glad you showed up." "Excuse me, but I don't think we've met you." the serious looking boy began. "No, but is there anyone at Hogwarts who doesn't know who you four are, Lupin?" She turned to the fourth boy and thought for a minute. "Peter, right?" He nodded. "Well, I know who all of you are, so let me introduce myself." She held out her hand. "Alexandra Merlin." Sirius took her hand, smiling. "Nice to meet you."
Remembrance
Chapter 1 Time: During Book 3
Twelve years.
It seemed as if it had been so much longer than that. The pain and loneliness had become so familiar she had difficulty remembering how it felt before. How it felt to wake up with her head resting on a pillow that was not soaked with tears.
She had dreamed about him again last night.
Sighing softly, she rose and went through the familiar morning routine. Got dressed. Made tea. Almost went to wake Isadora up before remembering that she was visiting Celina.
While she was eating breakfast, Gale came in through the window, dropped a small pile of letters on the table, and nipped at her ear playfully. She absentmindedly reached into her pocket for an owl treat while she glanced at the mail. Letter from Izzie and Cel, some Ministry Stuff, the newspaper.
It was the picture on the front page of The Daily Prophet that arrested her attention. She stared at the man in the picture, at his thin, white face and shadowed eyes. Intrigued, she picked the paper up and read the headline. A moment later, she cried out and dropped it.
It couldn't be him.it just couldn't.hesitantly, she lifted the paper again, studying the picture carefully, gazing deeply into those dark eyes. Letting it fall to the table once more, she let her head sink into her hands as she sobbed uncontrollably.
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Time: When the Marauders are at Hogwarts...sometime in the 70s I think...
"Hey, Merlin, is that book permanently attached to your hand? Or do you just keep it in front of your face all the time so we won't see how ugly you are?"
Alexandra Merlin lowered her book and stared icily at the boys in front of her. "Actually Snape, it's so I don't have to look at you." Her voice was calm, but she was trying not to get nervous. There were five of them, all Slytherin sixth years. Severus Snape grinned nastily. "Fifth years shouldn't talk like that.especially skinny fifth year Ravenclaw girls with no friends." Her eyebrows went up. "Was that a threat?" She laughed derisively. "I'm terrified."
She lowered her head and continued reading. Then, the book was plucked from her hand by a tall boy with pale blonde hair. Alexandra's eyes narrowed in annoyance. "Give that back, Malfoy." He laughed. "No, I don't think I will. Hey, Goyle, catch!" He tossed the book towards another Slytherin, but it was intercepted in midair.
A tall, handsome boy with dark hair and eyes stepped forward, holding Alexandra's book. "I believe this young lady asked for her book back, Malfoy." Mischief sparkled in his brown eyes, and he winked at Alexandra as he tossed the book back to her. Lucius Malfoy glared at him. "Keep out of this, Black. It's none of your business." Alexandra rose to her feet. "I appreciate your help, Sirius Black, but I can fight my own battles."
Sirius looked her over. She was small, delicate looking, but her face was hard with anger. He couldn't help noticing that is was a rather pretty face, with large, dark blue eyes and brown hair. "Maybe you can," he said, grinning. "but five against one isn't very fair." She returned the smile. "Five against two isn't much better." "Well, we'll just have to even things up, won't we?" Three boys had come up. One had messy dark hair and glasses, and was grinning as widely as Sirius, another had golden brown hair and a serious expression, and the third hung slightly behind the others but was gripping his wand and trying to look brave. "Not having fun without us, are you, Padfoot?" the one with glasses said cheerfully.
The Slytherins glared at the boys. "Should've known you lot would show up.you Gryffindor rats always travel in packs." Malfoy sneered. "Look who's talking." Alexandra and Sirius said at the same time. The situation might have turned ugly, but Professor McGonagall made a well- timed appearance. "Whatever you lot are thinking of doing, you'd better think again. Neither of your houses can afford to lose any more points, after your antics last week." With one more dirty look at the Gryffindor boys, the Slytherins stalked off.
Alexandra turned to Sirius's friends. "Thanks.for a minute I thought I was actually going to have to fight them." The boy with glasses raised his eyebrows. "You sounded pretty confident just before we came over." "Don't you know a bluff when you hear one, Potter? They would have flattened me! I'm glad you showed up." "Excuse me, but I don't think we've met you." the serious looking boy began. "No, but is there anyone at Hogwarts who doesn't know who you four are, Lupin?" She turned to the fourth boy and thought for a minute. "Peter, right?" He nodded. "Well, I know who all of you are, so let me introduce myself." She held out her hand. "Alexandra Merlin." Sirius took her hand, smiling. "Nice to meet you."