An Author's Note // Introduction
This was originally a Story-Line style Role-Play that was cut down and wrapped to chapters for publication as FanFiction.
Two people wrote this story; Rogue & Lilz.
Rogue & Lilz together have come up with insane story lines, objects, themes and a million other things which you will read about.
Setting:
Winter 1977, Spring 1978, etc.
[This is assuming the Marauders were born in 1960, and their first year was 1971.
Canon Characters:
Sirius, Remus, James, Peter, Severus, Regulus, Lucius, Mrs. Black, Madame Pomfrey, Dumbledore, Slughorn -- Belong to Rogue (Yes, she's amazing. Bow down to her amazing-ness.)
Lily, Mr. Potter, Mrs. Potter -- Belong to Lilz
Original Characters:
Atria -- Belongs to Lilz: Sirius's twin sister.
Annee -- Belongs to Lilz: A pretty French girl whose parents insisted she go to Hogwarts.
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You will notice ideas form through time there are some minor time-line inconstancies. It's called human error. This is several weeks worth of compiled RP notes. Bare with us:)
Chapter One
Date: Early November, Second Snow
Moon: Waning
Sirius dashed down the slippery stone steps, practically diving into the snow; spread eagled, making a snow angel, shaggy black hair in his face itching at his eyes. His tie was askew around his neck while his grey eyes watched the sky, dumping more white flakes thickly onto the grounds.
He loved snow for three reasons, and three reasons only. Butterbeer tasted best in the snow, snowball fights, and Merlin it was fun to frolic through in his dog form as Padfoot.
Atria sighed, softly, as she stepped over her brother's legs, and stood over him, thin hands resting calmly on rather shapely hips.
"Sirius Black you're blocking the path for anyone else that dares come out in such weather." She snapped, slightly waspishly, which didn't match her playful voice well, making her seem less than serious in tone.
"You're going to get yourself trampled." She stated, with a nod, her chin-length bangs falling into her pale blue eyes and she batted them out of her way.
"Maybe I'm looking to be trampled, Attie." He shot back, gray eyes reaching up to look at his sister. "Have you seen James, or Remus?" He queried, not really thinking twice to include Peter in the shenanigans that started to brew in his brain.
He puffed a breath of vapor, trying to get his hair out of his eyes without moving his arms that looked uncannily like windshield wipers as he swept them in a fluid arching motion along with his legs across the snow, not minding his twin's mock disapproval.
Atria squealed a bit, as one of his legs knocked into her and nearly knocked her over. "No I haven't, for Frick's sake, I don't want to get all cold and wet!" She shot, having to jump backwards.
"James had detention 'til lunch, and Remus went to the nurse's after breakfast, and I haven't seen either since, so I don't know where they are now, I'm not psychic." She adjusted her heavy cloak, trying not to shiver.
"Awww is Attie afraid of a little snow?" He surreptitiously began to gather a ball of snow in a sweeping hand, waiting for just the right second to launch it, hitting her squarely in the chest, leaping off of the ground and breaking off into a run, knowing she wouldn't be far behind.
Atria screeched, and hopped around trying to get the snow out of the collar of her shirt where it'd spattered to, and she trounced after Sirius, cursing at him like a sailor. Not very lady-like, but she didn't give a damn. She was fast--having Sirius for a brother meant she had to be fast.
She grabbed at him, as she ran, and grabbed the tail of his cloak, and tackled him to the ground. "YOU! Are such a pain in my neck!"
"YOU are such a pain in my neck!" He squawked back in a high pitched girly voice, grabbing some more snow and shoving it in her face and down her shirt to get her off of him, eyes glittering.
Atria winced, and gritted her teeth, trying not to scream from the cold, "SIRIUS!" she managed to growl.
She grabbed at the snow, herself, and stuffed it into her brother's trousers when she got the chance--fighting back the best way she could.
"NOT FUNNY ATRIA!" He hollered, leaping up and yelping at the cold ice in his pants, digging into the folds of his robes to produce his wand. "Levicorpus!" He called into the oncoming snow storm, watching with glee as Atria was whipped up, and hoisted by her ankle by an invisible force; continuing to flick his wand to keep the spell connected, watching her slightly bob up and down, her robes seeming to veil the upper half of her body, Sirius laughing ruefully all the while.
Atria fought to get her wand out of her skirt, fighting to keep it up to protect her modesty, cursing yet again.
"SIRIUS let me DOWN!" She shrieked when her wand fell out of her reach, managing to get her cloak off--as it was choking her.
"NOW, damn it…!" She struggled, pulling at her skirt, and collar to keep covered; shivering terribly from the cold.
"If you say so dearest sister," He said, batting his eyelashes in a girlish sort of way while he broke the spell, letting her drop, and catching her seconds before she hit the ground.
"There, I caught you and stopped, I think I did my brotherly deed for the day." He laughed that bark-like laugh. "Don't you?"
Atria sighed, dramatically, standing with his help, "Oh, thank you, darling brother." She said, picking her cloak up and her wand, before using said wand to make her cloak warm and dry, before hiding under it again.
Sighing, she couldn't help but laugh a bit. "You're horrible! You're going to use that on Severus again, aren't you?"
"What the bloody hell do you care?" He asked pocketing his wand and brushing off his robes before a roguish grin spread onto his face.
"Don't tell me you care for that git?"
"You're a pig, you know I don't, but you're going to get caught you do it again, you know. He's a rat he'll turn you guys in this time. Headmaster won't be thrilled." Atria stated with a slightly sing-song voice, looking around, rocking on her heels a bit.
Sirius glared a singular dagger at her before walking away, heading up to the hospital wing to inquire about the welfare of Remus.
Sometimes Atria could really get under his skin, and calling him a pig was crossing the line quite blatantly. It didn't help that his mother sent an owl a week telling him about how he was scum. No matter, he was above that, he knew. One of the main reasons he stayed at James's so often during the holidays.
Atria huffed, and shook her head, but followed her brother, silent as a shadow, all the same. Something she was good at. She was nosey; needed to know everything. She was practically always her brother's shadow at everything. She, however, was a girl and it made her absolutely furious when it was pointed out to her. As if she wasn't worthy of the kinds of sick games the boys tended to play. But she was used to them, and was just as much a participant as the others. She thought about the trouble they'd gotten last time, as she followed Sirius to the hospital wing she hoped, that Remus was okay. She had a horrible crush on him, but wasn't about to admit that openly. She hid it well enough.
Once he got to the hospital wing Sirius peeked in, seeing vacant beds, pushing the door open a bit more so that he could walk through. "Madam Pomfrey?" He asked, his voice seeming to echo throughout the ward.
"Yes?" Madam Pomfrey asked, coming from behind a curtain. "Oh, Sirius, Atria, pleased to see you." She gave them a rather motherly once-over. "Have you eaten today?" She queried.
Sirius whirled around at Pomfrey acknowledging Atria. Merlin's beard she was just like a friggin shadow. He sighed acknowledging her as well. "Yes mam, I've eaten." He replied, seeing how she waited anxiously for Atria's response.
Atria nodded, "Of course." It was, of course, a lie. She had skipped breakfast to finish homework, and was too busy fooling around to catch lunch. But she wasn't hungry, so it didn't matter. She smiled softly to the nurse; a perfect liar.
He had taught her well, Sirius noted proudly to himself. "Is Remus here, we came to check in, see how he's doing."
"Oh, right, yes, of course, was a little... unstable just now." She cautioned.
Sirius' gray eyes instantly became troubled. "What do you mean, unstable?" Sirius asked sharply, his hushed words becoming a little louder.
"Well he was about ten minutes ago, he's a bit better, now. You know how he gets after..." She shut her mouth, not exactly sure if Atria knew of Remus's lupine tendencies.
Atria tilted her head, then, "After he gets ill." She finished, gently, getting the nurse out of dodge.
"Can he have any company?" She asked, perhaps a bit too hopefully, but she managed to cover it as just caring for her friend, a bit of a pout playing with her pretty features.
"Sirius, is that you?" Remus called from behind the curtain, hoping that it was and that he just wasn't hearing things.
Madam Pomfrey nodded at Atria's sweet and caring inquiry. Letting the both of them pass through the threshold, gesturing an arm to the bed with the white curtain shielding the young boy from view.
"Remus!" Sirius called glad his friend was okay, darting over to his bedside, seeing him looking a bit wan as he always did when the full moon was finishing for the month.
"Couldn't have had better timing, mate, potions was absolutely horrid, Snape being his usual slime ball-self." He rolled his gray eyes in utter annoyance.
"Sirius," Remus began, giving him a disapproving gaze. Sure, Remus never liked them 'having fun' with Severus, and sometimes, Sirius and James just took it too far.
"Oh, Remus, if only you knew what this one has planned for Severus, you're fairly lucky you'll get out of the punishment he's likely going to reap upon us all." Atria said, quietly, but pleasantly, through slightly gritted teeth, with a fixated smile.
"Silly Siri can't leave good enough alone."
"What were you planning, Sirius? Is James in on this too?" He frowned, knowing their house really couldn't afford to loose any more points.
"C'mon, Moony!" He whispered. "It's just for some laughs, you know, the good ole Levicorpus, disarms quite well, too, might I add." He snickered.
"Sirius, honestly, you can't walk three feet in either direction on the grounds without being lifted by your ankles! People are catching on. I can't tell you how many Honeydukes sweets I've lost because of that stupid spell! At least come up with something original." As soon as the words left his mouth, he wished he hadn't said them seeing the huge grin that Sirius had on his face.
"Brilliant." Atria moved to perch at Remus's bedside, on the side of the bed itself, once her cloak was off, folding it over her lap.
"Let's just hope he starts using Peter as a test for his pranks, rather than me. I'm getting a little bit exhausted from it." She shot her brother a look of daggers. Not over him flipping her in the air as he had before. She didn't much like that. But at least he'd caught her.
Remus began again before Sirius had the chance to speak. "Where's James?" He queried, knowing that James would hopefully quell Sirius's desire for mischief with smaller, more insignificant things.
"Detention..." He said, eyeing his watch. "I don't know how long he's going to be, honestly." He frowned a bit.
"Remember the incident in Defense last week? Well, they finally figured out who was behind it, this morning. James couldn't keep his mouth shut, bragging to Lily, again. Thankfully he didn't implicate the lot of us, as he had to do something involving several beetles eyes and 3 ounce vials."
"Damn it!" He cursed, rising from his seat.
"Sirius, sit down. You going over there and causing more trouble won't help anything."
Sirius huffed indignantly, sitting back down again. "The things I do for you, Remus." He said, his eyes still burning a bit. "Atria, why didn't you bloody tell me James was in detention because of the...incident…" He said, covering his tracks incase Pomfrey decided to snoop.
"Well, because you should learn to find out things on your own. I'm your sister, not a dictionary." Atria said, rather amused at her brother's outburst.
"I told you trouble was going to be had over it." She scoffed, "But you never listen to me, do you? James'll have his way with you when he's out. At least it's not Filtch he's got detention with." She said, shaking her head.
Sirius fell silent, then, muttering an apology to Atria as he slumped back into his seat. "Well---"
"Atria, Sirius, I think it's time you let Remus rest a while." Madam Pomfrey advised, sticking her head out from behind the curtain.
Atria sighed and the woman's sudden appearance, and moved to give Remus's hand a bit of a squeeze, in a silent goodbye; moving to stand quietly. Tossing her cloak over her shoulder, mindful not to let it knock her hair out of place, looking to her brother, expectantly.
Sirius arose rather reluctantly, bidding his friend farewell before he began to make his way towards the exit.
"Atria," Remus said, smiling a bit.
Atria paused, and turned, hearing her name, having been following her brother closely, a slight gloss of color threatening to betray her cheeks. Hating, somehow, that he had that effect on her so damned effortlessly, as if he could make her heart stop, and she was positive he knew he had that power over her. He was just that smart; Too smart. Smarter than Sirius and James at least three fold, she was sure.
"Do me a favor, would you?" He asked, a slight desperation in his eyes as he looked at her, his eyes finding hers a moment, reinstating his sincerity.
Atria moved a few steps closer then, and tilted her head, "Anything." She said, seriously, a hand lightly resting on the rail at the foot of his bed.
"Look after Sirius, at least until I'm out of here. I don't want him getting into anymore trouble, he might get expelled, and that's the last thing he needs... And maybe once I'm feeling better we can take a trip to Hogsmeade?" He asked with a bit more of a smile now.
Atria smiled softly, "Of course, to both." She said with a slight nod, and a slightly bigger smile, a bit of light coming to her eyes. "I think I'll get him to do his own charms homework tonight; that should keep him busy." She mused, moving to look to where her brother was waiting impatiently by the door.
"Speaking of the king of short attention spans... I better go." She clearly didn't necessarily want to. She had a deep desire to take care of Remus when he looked so sick and tired.
"See you soon," He said with that same wan smile, frowning as Madam Pomfrey ushered his friends out of the hospital wing, before heading back to her office and closing herself within.
"Finally!" Sirius snapped, rather irritably. "Let's get to the common room before she summons Hades fire. Besides, maybe James is back." He added on a bit of brighter note, heading for the grand staircase that led to the Dormitories.