You see all this?
Don't take it amiss,
Nothing is mine,
But for the divine,
Kristin who's hot,
And part of MY plot.
J.K. Rowling, yep that's her!
She's the one who created Potter.
A.N. No, I don't think Kristin is hot (no offense to her) but, heck, it rhymed.
Previously: Remus discovered Kristin has been alive all these years and knows nothing of what has happened. He promises to tell her everything at Number 12 Grimmauld Place. Remus has a flashback to the day Kristin left to go into hiding.
Remus felt a tear slipping down his face. Kristin was a living, breathing reminder of the days when the Marauders ruled the school with the "Sexy Singles", Vincis that could change their appearance within an instant existed, so many would-be Death Eaters still good, Dumbledore watching over them all, Voldemort non-existent, golden, sunshine touched, carefree days, and Prongs, Padfoot, Moony, and Wormtail all together, best friends forever, swearing to die for each other and be brothers till the end. That was then, this is now. Remus thought bleakly. The Vincis gone, more people swelling the Death Eater ranks out of fear, the Marauders a distant memory, and Dumbledore gone, gone, gone. But Kristin's here, he reminded himself, and she's expecting you at Number 12 Grimmauld Place at five. So clean yourself up and get ready to tell Kristin that her best friend, James, Sirius, and Dumbledore are dead, Peter was the betrayer, and Alice and Frank have been tortured until they went insane. Remus sighed and raced his hand through his hair. He had one hell of an emotional experience to go through tonight.
He swung himself up and selected the least tattered robe of his limited wardrobe. Then he went downstairs to grab some Order papers before Disapparating. Remus arrived at Grimmauld Place at precisely 4:23. He cursed under his breath. Reminiscing took its toll. Remus disabled the wards and stepped into the gloomy hall. The house was basically silent, except for the murmur of voices from the kitchen and creaks upstairs from the children. He walked to the kitchen door and entered.
"Harry! Ron! Ginny! How many times do I have to tell you that you cannot—Oh. Hello Remus. Sorry. Thought you were Harry, Ron, or Ginny. The number of times I've had to chase them away from the kitchen…" Molly Weasley let out an embarrassed laugh.
"I gathered as much." Remus said with a wry smile.
Charlie Weasley muffled a snort.
Minerva cleared her throat to get attention.
"Remus, do you know where Tonks has gone? We thought she was with you."
Remus's brow crinkled. "I haven't seen her since…"
His throat closed up. Kristin…what if she wasn't really who she appeared to be? What if it was a Death Eater that now had access to the Order Headquarters? He had been really stupid just to trust her immediately. Plenty of Death Eaters that went to school with them were alive. Was he that desperate for one of his friends? And Tonks… He had Disapparated, leaving Tonks alone with her/him. Damn.
"Have Fred and George arrived yet?" He asked mechanically.
"No." Molly Weasley replied. "Why should they?"
"Remus? Is there something you'd like to tell us?" Minerva asked, her voice surprisingly gentle.
"Hmm…" He distractedly replied.
Remus missed the significant looks Molly and Minerva sent each other.
"It's a common thing in new couples." Molly said soothingly.
"What?" Remus asked, puzzled.
"Especially one with such an age difference."
"That is not Order business." Moody interrupted with a grimace. "Women." He added in an undertone to Remus. "Bloody crazy all of 'em. Can't be trusted…"
What they were implying sunk in suddenly.
"Oh, no, no, no, no." Remus laughed. "We did not have a fight." He reassured them. "It's something else I'm worried about."
"What?" Moody asked sharply.
Remus did not reply, lost in his own thoughts. He was staring off into space imaging the numerous tortures Tonks might be going through, how to tell a paranoid ex-Auror that he slipped, how to tell the Order that they'd have to move headquarters, and how he'd fillet the Death Eater that caused him so much pain in giving him hope that Kristin was still alive only to snatch it away cruelly with Tonks and the Headquarters. The door opening and closing made him look up. The Order was staring at him and Fred and George had entered. When Remus wondered why Molly wasn't scolding, he noticed that she was staring at him in worry as all the others were doing. We have to leave. His mind told him. The Death Eaters will come at 5 or earlier. But a tiny stubborn, trusting, hopeful part of him told him to wait and see. If this is really Kristin, I'll gut her for giving me more white hairs. 4:51. Tonks arrived. Remus bounded over to her and gave her a relieved hug.
"Well this is a nice welcome." Tonks said, her voice muffled by his robes. "What did I do to deserve it?"
Remus muttered a noncommittal noise, to busy drinking in her scent of strawberries, clean robes, rain, and lemon.
"What was that?" Tonks asked.
"I said 'Because you aren't locked up somewhere in Voldemort's torture chambers, being tortured, and for being in one piece, and for giving me more hope that Kristin is who she seemed she was."
"Erm…I'll pretend I understand what you're going on about." Tonks said shoving her head back on his chest.
"Aww…Young love." Fred cheerfully put in.
"Don't they make a cute couple?" George said wickedly.
Tonks sent a nasty look at them. Remus felt an ounce of hope. Maybe Kristin was just…Kristin. That still didn't quiet the nagging corner of his mind that said, maybe Death Eater Kristin had decided to let Tonks go free for now.
Promptly at five, the doorbell rang and awoke…dun dun dun the one, the only, put your hands over your ears for…The portrait of Sirius Black's mum!
"BLOOD TRAITORS, HALF BREEDS, MUDBLOODS, FILTH, SLIME, DIRTYING THE HOUSE OF MY FATHERS, NOT FIT TO SEE THE SHADOW OF PUREBLOODS, HOW DARE YOU COME IN AND ACT AS IF YOU OWN THIS HOUSE!"
Remus groaned and covered his ears. That thing was such a pain. He quickly went to the door. Surely if it were Death Eaters they wouldn't bother ringing the doorbell… Remus opened the door and found a soaked Kristin Yami on the doorstep. Rain, thunder, and lightning were crashing down around her, and she looked absolutely miserable.
"Lovely weather isn't it?" She muttered. "Why, I can hear the birds singing, the children playing, and I see the sun shining and there isn't a cloud in the sky."
Remus covered a smile, and gestured for her to come in. If she's a Death Eater, she's doing one heck of a good job with impersonating her. Kristin stepped into the house and a puddle immediately formed at her feet.
"Great. Just lovely. The décor is beautiful. I love what you've done to the house. It takes great skill and taste to decorate the house with such, such, such, er, darkness. And the classical music just falls delicately on your ears. Where did you get it? I must make a note to avoid the place."
"Insult the house all you want. No one likes it."
Kristin stood there awkwardly, arms swinging by her sides as everyone tried to inspect her face in the semidarkness.
"What are we all standing here for? Let's move into the kitchen." Molly said cheerfully.
"One of us should shut the portraits up." Remus said wearily. Too often, he was the one to quiet them.
"The one that's screaming the loudest sounds a lot like that Howler Sirius got in first year." Kristin commented over "FILTH, MUCK, SLIME"
"It's the same person." Remus said grimly. "You go on ahead." He said tiredly. "I'll take care of this."
"Wait wait wait. I was the one to set her off wasn't I? Well, I should help shut her up."
Without waiting for the objections Remus was about to voice, Kristin pranced off toward the portraits. With a groan, he followed. The Order glanced at each other, raised their eyebrows, and then followed.
"So how are you going to do this? Ask her nicely to shut up?" Remus said sarcastically.
Kristin shot him a nasty look.
"Don't tempt me." She grumbled.
The portrait was still howling.
"BY PRODUCTS OF VILE AND SCUM"
Kristin's eye began to twitch.
"Uh-oh." Remus muttered to himself. "Bad sign. Very bad sign."
"WORTHLESS, INSIGNIFICANT, MEANINGLESS, PATHETIC, WRETCHED" A temple began to throb on Kristin's forehead. "Shut up." Remus pleaded to the raving portrait.
"FILTHY HALFBREED HOWDARE YOU ORDER ME AS IF YOUR LOWLY MIXED BLOOD COULD EVEN DREAM TO EQUAL MINE! YOUR KIND SHOULD BE ERADICATED YOU DISGUSTING—"
Kristin snapped.
"WILL YOU SHUT UP YOU AWFUL, DREADFUL, APPALING, UNPLEASANT, HORRENDOUS, ATROCIOUS, VILE, GHASTLY, FRIGHTFUL, WICKED, DEPRAVED, PORTRAIT?!
YOU ARE THE ONE NOT FIT TO CLEAN THE MOST GRUESOME, DISGUSTING THING ON EARTH, AND YOU'RE NOT ENTITLED TO HAVING AN OPINION SEEING AS YOU'RE DEAD, AND MADE OF OILS, TEMPURAS, AND CANVAS, AND DON'T EVEN HAVE A BRAIN
YOU'RE CALLING PEOPLE 100 MILLION TIMES BETTER THAN YOURSELF, BLOOD TRAITORS,MUDBLOODS AND HALFBREEDS
CAN'T YOU EVEN THINK OF BETTER INSULTS?!
OR HAS INBREEDING AFFECTED YOUR ABILITY TO THINK?
IF YOU CAN'T KEEP QUIET, I'LL BURN THIS PART OF THE HOUSE DOWN, SEE IF I DON'T. IT DOESN'T MATTER IF YOU HAVE A PERMANENT STICKING CHARM, IT CAN'T RESIST FIRE.
SO STOP TEMPTING ME, CAUSE I'M ABOUT TO SET THIS HORRIBLE HOUSE THAT YOU'RE SO DAMN PROUD ON FIRE. I DON'T EVEN SEE WHY YOU ARE SO PROUD OF IT BECAUSE IT IS FILTHY, DISGUSTING, AND DOESN'T HAVE AN OUNCE OF WORTH IN IT. IS THAT CLEAR?!"
Kristin slammed the curtains shut around the portrait shut and took a deep breath. She spun around and blinded Remus with a huge grin.
"That was very stress relieving."
"I see." Remus said dryly.
"Can you?" She retorted.
"That was amazing."
Kristin and Remus glanced up to see Ron, Harry, Ginny, and Hermione looking down at them from the staircase.
"You've managed to scream loud enough so that all London, no England, could hear you." Ron continued.
"Err…Thanks?"
"Who are you?"
"Ron!" Hermione hissed. "That was rude."
"That's a question we'd all like answered, Lupin." Moody growled behind him.
"Go back to your rooms." He told them. "This is Order business."
Casting extremely miffed looks down at them, they turned on their heels and stormed away. Kristin's eyes were on Harry's retreating back.
"Was that…?" She murmured.
"Come on." Remus grabbed her and dragged her into the kitchen.
No sense in trusting her until she had proven without a doubt that she was who she said she was. He sat her down in the kitchen and the Order pulled up chairs around her.
"So…anyone want to tell me why I'm being treated like a common criminal?" Kristin asked.
"Your questions will be answered later." Moody barked out.
Molly went around the kitchen lighting candles and putting Imperturbable Charms on the door. The moment there was sufficient enough light, Minerva, Hestia, and Emmeline all gasped simultaneously.
"Kristin?" They cried.
"Well, duh. What do I look like, a chair?" She retorted.
"You're looking a bit wooden around the edges." Remus informed her.
"Thanks. As reassuring as ever."
"Will someone tell me who this person is, why she is here, and why you are so shocked that this is 'Kristin?'"
"Hello. I'm Kristin Yami. I went to school with Lily, James, Sirius, Peter, Remus, Emmeline, and Hestia. Minerva was one of my teachers. As for the big deal…an uncommon amount of people seemed to have thought I was dead." Kristin laughed.
"You do realize, since we no longer have Veritserum, we are going to have to question you to confirm you are who you say you are?"
"Erm…why do you need to do that?"
"Has she always been simple, or is this a recent development?" Moody asked.
"She claims to have been in hiding for seventeen years." Remus interjected.
Kristin turned sad eyes on him.
"You don't believe I'm me, do you?" She asked softly. "Very well then. Ask your questions. But I'd doubt that anyone will believe me if I answer, 'No, I'm not under the imperious curse' or 'No, I'm not here to spy or whatever on you.'"
"Right now, the main issue is if you are who you say you are."
"I see." Kristin paused. "How will you see if I am who I say I am?"
Moody growled, "Lupin here will ask you a question he thinks only the real you will know the answer to. If you answer wrong…"
He shrugged.
"Fine. Remus ask a question."
"I live at your command." He grumbled. "All right. When did you first find out I was a werewolf?"
Kristin rolled her eyes.
"Of all the cliché, overused questions you could have asked, it had to be
that one. Okay, I began suspecting in second through third year as your pathetic excuses for missing our study groups began to wear thin. I fueled my suspicions when I checked my astronomy chart and saw you were gone every full moon. But I never really found out until in fifth year…"
Flashback or memory or whatever you want to call it
"So we're actually going to take up Orlan's stupid dare?" Evelaire asked incredulously.
"Yep." Lily replied absently, checking her pack for any missing items.
"Come on Ev-ah-lay! It'll be fun!" Kristin said airily.
"The Whomping Willow? Fun?" squeaked Evelaire. "Am I the only sane one here?"
"No, Agatha and I are perfectly sane, we're just curious about this 'passageway' Orlan 'happened to see' when he was playing 'touch the willow'. And it will be fun to prove to that cowardly idiot that girls are tougher than boys." Christi replied.
"Uh-huh." Evelaire crossed her arms. "Say we're going to do it."
"We are, whether you like it or not." Agatha said coolly.
Evelaire ignored Agatha as she had learned to do four years ago.
"How are we going to do it without being caught by professors and Filch?"
"Good question." Kristin hefted her pack on her back and flashed a "no worries" grin at her. "That's what'll make it extra fun."
"Alice!" Evelaire cried. "Back me up!"
"Sorry." Alice sent her an apologetic smile. "I've been roped in by the masters of manipulation and persuasion, Kristin and Lily."
Evelaire gave up on her and followed them out muttering rebelliously, "What, getting hit by a tree called a 'Whomping' willow for a reason not fun enough?"
Kristin heard her and laughed. "I know a way past the willow without getting hit. Spying on the 'Marauders' is really useful."
"Hmph."
Out on the Grounds
Miraculously, (and much to Evelaire's private disappointment and disbelief) they had managed to get past Filch and the teachers. Kristin marched purposefully toward the willow.
"Stand back." Kristin warned.
She grabbed a stick and prodded a knot on the tree. She confidently stepped forward, and much to everyone's shock, the tree didn't move.
"Well? Come on."
Cautiously, Lily, Agatha, Christi, Evelaire, and Alice moved forward to peer within the passageway.
"I wonder where it leads to." Alice said.
"Probably to a den full of hungry wolves." Evelaire muttered.
"My dear Evelaire," Kristin slung an arm around her. "I thought it was Agatha who was the pessimistic one."
Agatha glared at her.
"Let's go down." Lily said hastily. "After all, we're spending the night."
In the Shrieking Shack
"What was that?" Remus's head shot up.
"What?" Sirius's head joined Remus's.
"I don't hear anything." James and Peter protested.
"That thump!"
"Probably just the ghosts." Sirius dismissed.
Remus smacked him. "You know those are fake."
"I know. There was this really gruesome one I heard about in the Hog's Head…"
James smacked Sirius. "You were the one who made that up."
"I'm just protecting Remus's secret identity." Sirius protested.
Lily
"Ow! Kristin!" Lily hissed.
"Sorry."
Thump.
"Ow, Evelaire!"
"Sorry."
"Let's move out of the way before Agatha or Christi bumps into us next. I don't think my body could take the trauma."
Laughing quietly, the four girls moved out of the way as Agatha, then Christi slid down the passageway.
"Not much of a place to spend the night." Christi said scornfully, looking down her nose at the disordered, dusty room with paint peeling off the walls, and stains on the floor.
All the furniture was broken, and the windows boarded up. A door to their right stood open, leading to a shadowy hallway.
"Wait!" Evelaire squeaked in fear.
She clutched Alice's shoulder tightly.
"Isn't this the Shrieking Shack?!"
Kristin jerked a bit.
"Gods, I think it is." She murmured.
She had gone slightly pale.
"Not afraid are you, Yami?" Agatha jeered.
Kristin whipped her gaze to her and scowled.
"No." She snapped.
Kristin pointed at a chair with a chunk taken out of it.
"Not exactly the work of ghosts, now is it? I was a bit surprised, that's all."
"Good."
With a satisfied expression, Agatha crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back into the shadows. Lily wondered if that was evidence that Agatha was an expert manipulator. After all, she had just manipulated Kristin into being tough; if Kristin had lost confidence, everyone would have gone back and Agatha's curiosity would have gone unsatisfied. The more Lily thought about it, the more sense it made.
"Let's explore." Alice said excitedly.
They crept out into the hall and up the crumbling stairs. When you were in a potentially haunted house, one was quiet at all times, lest you attract unwanted attention. When they reached the dark landing, Kristin, who was in the lead, spun around to the rest of them and hissed, "Hush!"
She pointed down the hall to the only door that had light shining out underneath it. They walked as silently as they could toward the door and pressed their ears against it. They could not determine what the people inside were saying, but as for who…
"James Potter." Lily snarled.
"And his posse." Kristin added cheerfully.
"They shouldn't be here!" Lily snapped in quiet outrage. "They'll get detention for this!"
Adjusting the prefect badge on her chest with one hand, and reaching for the doorknob with the other, Lily looked delighted with her first chance of getting the Marauders in trouble and wielding prefect power. Alice and Kristin exchanged looks.
"Err…Lily?"
"What?"
"We shouldn't be here either." Kristin pointed out.
Lily's face fell.
"Oh."
Then it cleared.
"Well that doesn't mean I can't find out what they're doing!"
Lily walked forward purposefully and opened the door.
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James, Remus, Sirius, and Peter looked up from playing Exploding Snap at the sound of the door opening.
"Evans?" James gasped in shock.
"And her posse." Sirius added.
"Funny." Kristin drawled, leaning casually against the doorway. "I had just called you all the very same thing."
Sirius winked at her.
"You know what they say," he remarked to the ceiling. "Great minds think alike."
Kristin mock-gasped.
"Black! You have actually said something intelligent! You have put me in a spot where I must either compliment you or insult myself!"
"I don't see how—" Evelaire complained, but was cut off by Christi.
"It's rather obvious, don't you think? I mean, if she agrees, she'll acknowledge that he is great, if she disagrees she's insulting herself by saying that she is not great."
"But all she has to do is say that great minds don't think alike…"
"No. They both thought the same thing, remember? Or said, whatever. Do you see now?"
"But maybe Black didn't know he was trapping her." Evelaire retorted.
"Maybe, but it's too late now."
"Aren't you going to answer, Yami?" Sirius asked sweetly.
"Of course I am, idiot." She answered back, just as sweetly.
Kristin folded her hands together, looking remarkably like a person who was about to present her case in the court of law.
"I must concur with Mr. Black that he is correct in his theory of great or intelligent minds thinking alike. However…"
"Why are you talking like that?" Lily gave her a weird look.
Kristin ignored her and continued.
"Mr. Black has clearly had a temporary lapse into the world of intelligent, clever, smart, gifted, and intellectual human beings. Rest assured, Mr. Black, that you will return back to normal in a couple of seconds."
"Hey!"
Kristin disregarded him and plowed on.
"So he has had a temporary lapse into intellect and his mind temporarily became great, but only for a short period of time. I rest my case."
Sirius scowled at her evasion of a clever trap.
"I hate you." He grumbled.
Kristin clutched at her heart.
"But, Sirius, you can't hate me! I'm distantly related to you!"
"Oh, that explains everything. I hate my family."
"While I'd love to hear them going on and on and on," James muttered to himself. "It's time to shut them up and get them out of here so Moony's great and terrible secret isn't revealed."
James
James cleared his throat and prepared to act. He would make Professor Damra Queen proud.
"You shouldn't be here!" He said, potraying an anxious demeanor
His interruption of Sirius's indignant speech "I am too gifted! At Quidditch, at Transfiguration, at DADA, at, well, at, er…" and Kristin's retaliation of "Eating? Belching? Farting? Pranks? Other immature boyish things?" brought a fiery response down on his head.
"Why shouldn't we?" Lily retorted back, hands on hips. "After all, if you're entitled to come here, then so are we."
"You have to get out!" He insisted.
Personally, he didn't give a damn about Evans, but Remus would commit suicide before biting, or otherwise injuring someone. Never mind how annoying, maddening, irritating, and aggravating that someone was.
"Give me one good reason."
Infuriating, bothersome, exasperating—no. Must remain calm for Moony's sake. Involuntarily, his eyes slid over to where Remus was. Lily's eyes followed his and discovered a violently shaking Remus Lupin.
"Remus, are you alright?" She asked, worried.
Remus shot him a look that clearly read, "Get them out of here!"
Lily stepped forward, only to be stopped by Sirius's arm flung into her path.
"What are you doing?" She spat at him and Sirius.
Oo, feisty little bugger wasn't she?
"You need to take him to the Hospital Wing!"
This time, Sirius answered for him, sparing him the laborious task of pounding common sense into her thick head.
"No, we don't."
Why couldn't one of the more intelligent of her posse communicate with them instead? He silently mourned. Like Yami for instance. James chuckled to himself. He must really check what they put into the food. Communicate with Yami? They'd be so caught up in a debate that three full moons would pass before they noticed anything else. The girl liked to argue.
"Where's your loyalty to your friend?" Lily screamed at him.
Now, really. That was uncalled for. He was turning into a bloody stag for the bloke and she was accusing him of disloyalty? Hmmph. James was more than a little put out.
Agatha and Christi
Unnoticed by anyone in the fray, Agatha and Christi exchanged knowing looks.
"You hear it?" Christi whispered.
"Hear it?" Agatha snorted. "It's deafening me, the way it's howling. It wants out, but Lupin's holding it back."
"Honestly," Christi huffed. "The way he's treating the poor thing, you'd think he thought it a curse!"
Agatha raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, well, fine. His situation is quite different then ours. But seriously, he could treat it better."
"Going to start a Werewolf Cruelty Prevention Center, sister dear?" Agatha dryly asked. "I can just imagine people throwing themselves in front of you, begging to work in your Center. Especially the ones that hate werewolves."
Peter
Peter disliked the Vinci twins very much. First of all, they weren't very friendly in the first place, and secondly and more importantly, they reminded him of a cat and a hawk. Rats, cats, and hawks did not mix well. So naturally he avoided them as much as possible, and naturally, Agatha, the cat-like one, like to tease him. Not in the playful way either. In the cat-and-mouse, I'm-can-eat-you-anytime-I-want-to-and-you're-at-my-complete-mercy way. Christi just watched him. And watched him. It was creepy, the way her golden eyes never blinked when they watched him. Now, he was stuck. It was either get near the two burdens of his life, or get in the cross-fire of verbal war. Yippee. Peter chose the former, and edgily moved close enough to them to hear, "…Werewolf Cruelty Prevention Center, sister dear?"
Peter blanched. Did they know? How would they know if they knew?
Kristin
Kristin was puzzled. And she did not like being puzzled. Why she was puzzled lay herein the way James and Sirius insisted they could not take Remus to the Hospital Wing when he clearly needed to be.
Huurrr-mmmm-hhhhmmm. Kristin thought, tapping a finger against her cheek.
She shook her head, annoyed. Completely irrelevant and random thoughts kept popping up in her head. Such as the fact that she had seen Remus eating spinach at dinner, the fact that they had a hell-sorry-heck of a lot of homework waiting for them at the dormitory, and the fact that it was the full moon. Even more redundant. Kristin scoffed, flinging her hair back in irritation. Wait. Full moon + stupid excuses + monthly absences + violent shaking equals...constipation?
Kristin shook that stupid, Sirius-like thought out of her head.
No…it was something else…Come on, think girl! Menstrual cycles?
Gods! When had she turned into the feminine version of Sirius Black? She really had to stop associating with him.
Erm…almost there...did she really want to know? Too late now. No. Way. In. Hell. That's…that's…absurd! Ridiculous! Laughable! Impossible. No one in charge of the heavens would curse such a sweet boy with that! But…it all made sense.
"And I thought we women had the worst of it." Kristin muttered aloud.
Agatha and Christi
"Look at Yami's shocked and incredulous face." Agatha smirked to her sister. "I think that she has finally figured it out."
Kristin
If Remus was a…a…a werewolf, then, then, they had to get out of here. Like James and Sirius had said.
"Lily! Listen to the idiots for once! We have to get out of here!"
"And leave Remus like—"
"Listen to me Lily! If you don't, I'll stun you and levitate you out!"
"At least tell me what—"
"Later!"
With that, Kristin shoved Lily and Evelaire into the hands of Agatha and Christi. Not arguing, they carted Evelaire and Lily out of the room.
Remus
Oh, damn. Kristin knew. Remus knew it in the way she looked at him, a mixture of pity and revulsion, a mixture that he had come to hate.
"Stop it." He told her, his voice rough with the strain of having to hold the change back. "I hate that damn look."
Kristin switched her facial expression to one of innocence.
"What look?"
"Go away." Remus told her, too tired to argue. "Get out of here before I lose control and hurt you."
"Oh so big men can stay but itsy-witsy Kristin can't take care of herself, huh? You know, I never knew you were sexist until now…"
"Just…"
Remus refrained from using a certain phrase he had learned from Sirius when Sirius had learned that his mother had twisted his brother against him.
"Get out." He finished lamely.
"I—" Remus's self-control snapped.
The girl was so pesky. She would argue and argue until she got her way. And still other times, she argued for the fun of it, aggravating the most mildly tempered people. Remus let out a howl of rage. He choked off in the middle surprised. When had he turned? No matter, the wolf mind had already taken over…
Kristin
"Kristin get out of here now!" James ordered, shoving her behind him.
Sirius had already transformed and had galloped to the werewolf.
"Illegal Animagi." Kristin softly whistled. "Life time sentence in Azkaban if I'm not mistaken. And it's also a tricky bit of spell work."
James was about to scream that she could analyze it later, then he realized that she was trying to distract herself from the fact that Remus was a werewolf and he had lunged for her.
"Come on Kristin. That's not really Remus and you know it. Plus the fact that you knew you need to get out."
Kristin ignored that (My, she's very good at that isn't she?) and seized the front of his robes.
"He'll be alright?" She asked, eyes anxiously searching his own.
"He'll be fine. He's done this since he was five. Now go."
James shoved her out the door, then locked it, and turned into a stag.
Kristin stumbled down the steps breathing heavily. Illegal Animagi, Remus's werewolf secret, the boys' obvious maturity and loyalty tonight was a bit too much to handle. She began to see why people used a pensieve.
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Yeah, I know that I promised you more, but heck, do you want this out or not?
And Professor Damra Queen was their Drama teacher in fourth year. More about her later.
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is coming out in a month or so. Are you guys going to abandon me? Because, even though I'll change some things to fit with canon, there's essential stuff to the plot that I cannot change and that will probably be very different than canon.
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