Hello there!
This chapter was meant to be a bit longer, but I wanted to give you a little calm before the storm, so I split it into two parts essentially. I almost forgot about Slughorn's Christmas party, so their Christmas break will start after that. Which is in the next chapter. Something that is of popular demand will happen in the next chapter. Any guesses? I have to go add some things and I should have that one up in a few hours, or early tomorrow maybe. I'm a bit sick still.
Either way, Fall Through Time hit 230 followers...what? Mental. Absolutely mental.
I'll answer the questions in the next chapter, I just needed to get this one out, to motivate me to finish up the other one. I think you guys may love or hate me because of how I end the next chapter.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, and only the story line is mine.
Thursday, December 19th, 1996
Great Hall
Sirius had been wondering about it all week, especially after Hermione had agreed to the possibility of going on a date with him yesterday. Cormac McLaggen, apparently had also been wondering about the same things he had. He had no problem showing it either.
"Doll, I'm serious, you can't go alone," Sirius touched her shoulder, and Harry merely nodded in agreement since his mouth was full.
"Harry are you-"
"I'm going with Luna, Remus told me it was okay, but she did say that she would have loved to attend," Harry took a quick sip of juice, and continued, "so I asked if she wanted to go as friends, and she jumped at the idea."
"Do you need a date then, Granger?" Cormac was sitting not too far down from them, and had obviously been eavesdropping. Sirius narrowed his eyes at the fairly good looking boy, with the passably well built physique that was making his way over to them. Ending with a bright smile, and Sirius wanted to knock all his pretty, white teeth right out of his mouth. Mainly because of the way his eyes were devouring Hermione, and how uncomfortable she was; otherwise, because he was a git and he didn't like him.
Cormac put one foot up on the bench beside Hermione and leaned in really close. Sirius, who was on the otherside, was not pleased at all. James was still sleeping, and Remus was in the infirmary, sleeping away a headache in preparation for the full moon tonight. Hermione instinctively shied away from him, and closer to Sirius; that, he had no complaints about, and it even felt like he had won a small victory over the imbecile.
"No," Hermione answered curtly.
"Such a pretty girl, shouldn't go alone," Cormac said in a what he thought to be a sultry tone, licking his lips as his eyes raked over Hermione's figure again.
"Oi, why don't piss off, before I decide to get rid of you," Sirius growled. He made to stand up, but Hermione placed her hand on his forearm and he stopped, sitting back down, even though he didn't like it.
"Remind me how you're important to this conversation again?" Cormac asked, finally decided to look somewhere besides Hermione's chest.
"Because I'm going to Slughorn's party with him," Hermione said in a sharp tone, surprising herself as she said it.
When she turned to look at him, worrying her bottom lip between her teeth, hand against her neck, the other still grasping his arm; he had never wanted someone more in his life. "Will you?" She mouthed silently.
"Course, kitten."
Hermione leaned in, and whispered in his ear, "it's a date, Snuffles."
...
That Evening, Hermione, Ron and Harry had stood at the entrance of the Whomping Willow, watching Remus, Sirius and James head into the dark tunnel. Sirius had whispered something in Hermione's ear before leaving, but she refused to tell either of the boys what he said.
Remus was sitting against one of the walls, looking pale, but strangely in control of himself. James and Sirius decided that they should shift sooner than later, and with practiced ease, they both shifted into their animagus forms. The stag laid down, head up and watching the large, black dog as Sirius went and sniffed Remus.
The Full Moon was almost in place, and Remus moaned briefly, and moments later, he hunched over as the transformation began. Sirius padded over to James to give Remus some room, whining softly as one of his best mates' bones broke, again and again, as his skin stretched, and tore open. Remus hadn't transformed in front of them, well, ever. He insisted upon it, but this time he had allowed it. The sandy brown fur began to grow over his skin and the werewolf in front of them, stood watching them as he panted from the exertion transformation took.
I know what's going on...I'm in control. Remus curled up in a partially relieved, but mostly shocked and full of disbelief, ball on the ground. James and Sirius cautiously approached their friend, and curled up beside him. I'm in control, for the first time. This is beyond mental. Thinking in straight lines was a bit harder though, since all he wanted to do was go for a run outside, but the part of him that was usually subdued for the rest of the month was hyper sensitive now; the need to mark Luna and make her a part of his pack was stronger than ever. Whatever they had done with the blood magic and travelling through time and space had sealed the pack bond between James, Sirius and him. Some days he swore he could still feel Peter as well, but he usually dismissed it as a wishful fancy. Luna was warm, she said things bluntly and didn't care what people thought of her. She was bold and brave in her own way, incredibly intelligent, and exquisite.
Hermione and Sirius now; Remus peeked at his friend and tried to think about it, the clarity he was experiencing was a bit disorienting, it made him want to cry a little bit. Sirius was brazen, said whatever came to mind, and didn't care much for the repercussions for his actions. Which is why he usually had to step it. Sirius had told him on more than one occasion that he was what made up most of impulse control, the voice in his head that told him not to do reckless things; he also told him that he ignored the little voice nine times out of ten. Hermione would be good for him though...or Sirius would be bad for her. Only time would tell. Remus leaned down and nuzzled Sirius shoulder, breathing out harshly through his nostrils, blowing the fur outwards.
James...Lily was it for him he had never thought about any other girls, which is one things Lily could never fault him for. He had only ever chanced after her, only ever created elaborate, public, or sometimes dangerous ways to ask her out. A few times he had even tried to ask her in private, or at least quietly; more recently for sure. Alas, they had travelled to a new time, and dimension and that chapter was closed. Now all he had to do was find another witch to shower with his ministrations. As weird as this is for us, it has to be beyond weird for him, he has a son. He has a son. Well. Technically. Sirius and I both found someone within a few days of being here, and he found out that he had the love of his life, but she died. Well other him did. So confusing all of it. I'm sure James will find someone...that's what we need to do for the holiday, find James a girl. Satisfied with his logic, Remus laid his head onto James' shoulder and soon enough all three males were asleep, everything finally starting to feel right again.
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Indieblue xx
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