Remus thinking,
Harry thinking.
'I don't want to be here.' Harry was walking around Sirius' room, not wanting to be there. He walked over to the bed and sat down. He looked around and saw a picture frameon top of a dresser. He walked over to it with a look of curostiy on his face. 'Who is that?' Itlooked like him and Ginny, with a little kid. When he got closer he turned around. It was a picture of his parents. With him. As a child. He mustered all of the strength he had and walked back over.
He picked it up with unshed tears in his eyes. On the back it said:
'Life was so much easier back then.'
"It's easier to run." He said, remembering the muggle song the 7th years had played in school. The last game. The after party. Only a few nights before Sirius-no, he didn't want to think about that. He couldn't. As hard as he tried to get the thought of him out of his mind, he couldn't. Finally, after accidently glancing at the picture of his parents, he lost it completly. Sobbing, he sunk to the floor. He leaned against the dresser and felt it wobble.
The picture frame was on the edge and when the dresser wobbled, it fell. Harry picked it up and looked at it again. The glass had shattered and it now showed something behind it. 'Another picture.' He didn't think he could look at another one like it so he left it there. He got up, and walked over to the mirror by the dresser. He looked like hell again. He pictured himself looking normal and he did. He walked downstairs and outside, where he saw Remus waiting for him.
"Alright, I'm ready." Harry said.
"Are you sure?" Remus said.
"Yeah."
'Something is not right with him.' Remus thought. 'Is that blood I smell?' After he realized it was, he looke horrified. From where? Surly he hadn't done it. Harry wasn't like that. He didn't cut himself, or did he? 'I have to stop this.'
Remus turned and looked at Harry with determined eyes. He walked back to the house and took Harry with him. When they were inside Harry said,
"OK, somthing's not right. What's up?"
"I think I should be the one asking that question. Harry, what are you doing to yourself?"
"I'm not doing anything."
"Yes, you are."
"No, I'm not."
"Harry, you need to tell me this." Remus said. 'Why is he being like this?'
"I'm not doing anything so LEAVE ME ALONE!" Harry yelled. Well, he didn't exactly yell, but he wasn't using an 'inside voice.'
Harry walked out leaving a stunned Remus. 'It's worse than I thought.'
End Chapter 3
Ok short chapter, I know. But at least it's something.
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Amarhiel: Wow, I totally didn't think of Remus smelling blood! So I added it in to this chapter. Thanks for pointing that out...and reviewing!
