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Discoveries-Remus Lupin

"Ugh," I rolled over in my comfortable bed, already missing the feeling of sleep.

"You up, Moony?" I thought I heard James ask from above me.

"What?" I slowly sat up and started to rub my head. "What time is it?"

"Almost six-forty."

My eyes flew open and I quit rubbing my head. "Why are you up at this time?"

"Ironic, usually we'd be asking you that," Sirius is up too? Oh they must be planning something.

"What are you planning?" I asked the two. Looking over at James' bed, I saw a board with sketches of what looked like Snape and some other Slytherins.

"Just brainstorming for a small prank on the Slytherins," Sirius smirked. "Almost fully harmless."

"Almost?" I grinned.

"Yeah, almost," Sirius waved his hand and motioned toward the board. "Prongs and I have been thinking for a very long time on this."

"I bet you have," Doing a mixture between snorting and yawning, I rolled to a side and got off the bed.

I made my way over to my trunk and flipped open the lid. As soon as I pulled out my correct clothes and got changed properly, I went over to where James and Sirius had been fixing up the mysterious prank ideas.

"Ready to go down and eat? I think breakfast is almost halfway over," I tried to steal a glance at the sketches, but James put it away before I could see anything.

"Yeah, let's go," James said and stood from the bed.

We went out of the Common Room and down to the Great Hall. Sitting at our spot at the Gryffindor Table, James and Sirius started loading food onto their plates.

"Ugh," I said as they started to scarf down their meals, "I thought all purebloods had to go to some class on manners or something."

"Yeah, but we were six," James grinned. "My excuse is forgetfulness."

"You know you can always go to new classes, they have them every summer."

"Yeah, kind of like the DD," Sirius whispered.

I nodded. "Although, a club of that kind most likely has different stuff for different seasons."

"Maybe," James said after he swallowed a slice of toast.

"Slughorn won't be too happy if you're late, Potter," Came a female voice from the aisle.

I flipped my head around just in time to see Lily Evans and her two friends reach the steps up to the door to exit the Great Hall.

James sighed behind me. "What's wrong with me?"

"Oh, Prongs," Sirius pated his back.

"Guys," I stood up from the bench, "Lily's right, we're going to be late for Potions."

"Joy," James also stood up. "Come on, Padfoot."

He pulled Sirius up and started pushing him between the Gryffindor bench and Ravenclaw bench. I thought I saw a young Ravenclaw girl sigh when he walked by her and her friends. Oh not another year like this, I do hope he can now control his hormones.


"Okay, class," Professor Slughorn was saying to our sixth year potions class. "For the most of this year, you shall have a partner to brew different long-term potions. Before you say anything, I have put you into pairs myself."

Sirius groaned beside me.

"As soon as I read off all the pairs, you may flip to page four twenty-two and start on the Draught of Peace," Slughorn went on.

"Mary Macdonald, Walden Macnair—'

'Augustus Rookwood, Emmeline Vance—'

'Marlene McKinnon, Severus Snape—'

'Alecto Carrow, James Potter—"

James groaned and went to sit with the creepy Slytherin female. She smiled at him wickedly.

"Matilda Channing, Amycus Carrow—'

'Julianne Greengrass, Sirius Black—'

"Hell no," Sirius whispered as he made his way toward the Slytherin girl with short blonde hair.

"Lillian Evans, Antonin Dolohov—'

'And since there are more Gryffindors than Slytherins, Grizel Burby and Remus Lupin."

Before I had the chance to stand, dark-brown haired Grizel Burby came over to the table I'd been seated at and flipped to page 422.

"Okay, Lupin," She set her wand behind her ear. "I'll get the powdered moonstone; can you boil the syrup of hellebore?"

"Um…" She didn't even wait for me to start, much less finish, before stalking off in the direction of the cabinets.

I sighed and lit the fire below the cauldron. This ought to be an interesting year in Potions.

Once she'd come back, I had the hellebore boiling and was about to cut the Caggon Roots.

"Good, I see you know what you're doing," she looked into the book and raised an eyebrow. "Looks like one of us has to stir the powdered moonstone. Oh, wait, it needs to be mixed in with Southern Blue Dragon blood."
I sighed and reached for the mud colored mixing bowl. When my hand found nothing, I noticed she'd grabbed it before I could. She raised an eyebrow in my direction and picked up the Dragon blood. Quick reflexes.

"You boiled the hellebore, I should mix this," With that, she poured some blood into the bowl and scraped the powder in with it. Flicking her wand, the mixture started to stir itself. After waiting a few minutes like the book said, we poured it in the cauldron and saw it turn a light green color.

"Look here, class," Professor Slughorn motioned toward our cauldron, "Mr. Lupin and Ms. Burby have gotten past stage one! Now this will need to sit for a day before you add the Yecken puss."

"Great," Grizel mumbled as Professor Slughorn walked away.

"So, um, Griz—"

"Don't ever," She pulled out her wand again and had it facing me before I could blink, "Call me that."

"Um, I—err—what, um, should I call you than?" I stuttered, somewhat stunned and awed by her fast actions.

She smiled a sweet smile, "Riz is fine, Lupin."

"Call me Remus," I said and sat down on my chair.

"Okay, Remus then," Riz smiled, sat down also and we waited for the bell to ring.

After class, I had to hurry to catch up to walk with James and Sirius to Lunch.

"So, how'd Potions go for you guys?" I asked once I fell into step beside them.

Sirius scoffed, "Awful."

"Are you kidding me? I got partnered with a Carrow!" James huffed. "This'll be the worst year in potions ever. Moony, what did you do to get a Gryffindor partner?"

"Oh yeah, I still can't believe her name is Grizel, bloody hell," Sirius smirked. "Although it is kind of a turn on."

"Reminds me of that one Muggle fairytale, I think it involves a candy house or something?" James commented.

I shrugged, "For your first question, I have no clue. Anyway, she doesn't take fancy to anyone who calls her Grizel. She likes Riz."

"My mistake," Sirius looked solemn until a female Ravenclaw fifth year waved at him. He winked back at her and kept walking.

James snorted, "I always thought Ravenclaw was the House for people with brains. Guess not."

"Hey! I resent that," Sirius threw his hand in the air.

"Padfoot?" I asked, raising both my eyebrows toward him.

James sighed.

Sirius shook his head, "Never mind, let's go to lunch. I'm hungry."

Laughing, I followed my friends as we made our way, once again, into the Great Hall and seated ourselves at the Gryffindor Table to eat our meal.


At the end of the week, James, Sirius, and I were sitting under the biggest Willow tree on the grounds. My back against the trunk, I'm reading a new book from the Library, Defending Yourself against Enemies. Sirius is lying on the grass, and James is doodling.

"So, what do you two want to do for the weekend?" James asked us. "I was thinking that tomorrow we could spend the day in the kitchens or hanging around or something."

"Sounds like fun, I'm in," Sirius said from the ground.

"Hmm," I thought for a moment. "Might as well."

We sat for a few more minutes just letting our minds wander. At least, that's what I was doing.

"Hey, I'm going to head to the Common Room," James stood up. "Coming?"

Sirius stood up as well, "Sure."

"You know, I think I'll go for a walk around the Lake, I'll be in soon," I told them and stood up.

"'K, Moony," Sirius and James walked off to the castle.

Humming softly to myself, I went toward the edge of the Black Lake.

"Pufft," Looking out toward the middle of the Lake, I see the Giant Squid taking a breath of air. Hogwarts really is something. I still can't believe Dumbledore let me, a werewolf, in to this school.

Turning back toward the forest, I hear a soft thumping noise. It's probably just the Giant Squid again. Walking back the way I came, I still hear it, now it's accompanied by a deep breathing. Prefect duties kicking in, I wander toward the source of the noise, a patch of trees in the Forbidden Forest.

Once I get close enough, the thumping and breathing stops. I hear a slight rustling, then nothing. What on earth? I push through the trees and glance around.

Looking around the open space in the middle of the patch of trees, I see nothing. I shake my head. Probably just thought you heard something. When I shake my head though, that causes me to look down. Now what are those? Footprints? Yes, I think they are.

"Now who would be out here?" I whispered aloud. "And what were they doing?"

I scanned the area once more and saw nothing. Now that is really weird. I guess there is nothing to worry about though. I turned back around and started to walk back up to the castle. On my way up, people don't pay me any mind. They're to busy hanging out underneath trees, reading or talking.

"Boom!"

Whipping out my wand, I look over in the direction of the Quidditch Pitch to see a group of Hufflepuffs playing Exploding Snap. Stop being so jumpy, Remus, everything is under control.

Shaking my head, I quicken my pace to the doors of Hogwarts. Jumping up the stairs, I pull open the door as a Third Year was coming out. As soon as she passed, I go inside and start walking the route to the Gryffindor Common Room. After passing portraits, students, and suits of armor, I finally make it to the Common Room.

"Password?" The Fat Lady asks me.

"Bubotuber," I say and step back as the Portrait opens.

Before I can even get all the way inside, a body comes out of nowhere right at me.

"Moony!" Sirius grabbed my arm and started pulling me through the surprisingly not crowded Common Room and to the Dormitories. "James and I figured out the perfect way for the prank to work out well. Come on, check it out."

As he dragged me up the stairs, I couldn't help but notice Matilda Channing and Lily Evans sitting on the couches closest to the roaring fire. They were talking in low, hushed tones about, judging by their facial expressions, something interesting. Wait a minute; I wonder why Riz isn't with them.


A/N: Alright, sorry for the later update then usual, I'm trying to post these eh, once a week at least...so, you can expect me to update within the week.

Chap. Question: Heh, who do you think Remus 'saw'?