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A/n: this is short, but you people deserve it! One review for my longest chapter ever? Ridiculous.

Moreta's thoughts Marieth's thoughts

Chapter 10

Moreta and Remus were standing before the Fat Lady.

"Shards. Remus, I'm sorry."

"For what?" he glanced at her quizzically.

"They are going to saturate us with harassment's of where we've been and what we've been doing. And, wow, you look awful."

"Thanks," he rolled his eyes. "But I think I can handle their ridding of me."

"Alright then," she smiled. "Pagan." She said to the Fat Lady, who swung open.

Before the portrait hole opened, the rest of the group had been discussing just what Remus and Moreta were doing that was taking them two hours. The portrait swung open and two figures stepped through the opening. Their jaws dropped and several people gasped in shock.

"My god Remus, what happened to you?" James whispered.

"What did you do to him!" Sirius launched himself at Moreta, trying to attack her. She ducked, and he missed, falling to the floor.

"I'm not sure which was more foolish of you, Sirius." You accusing me of hurting Remus, or your attempt to attack me." Hurt shone in her eyes.

"But I-"

"Don't you ever go attacking her again Sirius, you hear me?" His eyes blazed with an intensity and strength that had never been present before. "And as for your question James, I was being whipped into shape by this lovely young lady here."

"Did you just call me a lady?" Sirius barked out a laugh at Moreta's wonderment.

"Sorry Moony…and the lady, of course," he did a fancy little bow, "It won't happen again."

"Why were you getting whipped into shape?"

"The same reason everyone else here who wants to be will, Lily. You people are soft and, to be frank, need some training so that you can fight Voldemort in half a year."

"Oh"

"So serious on Christmas, you two."

"But this is justified, Alice."

"Oh, Frank."

"It is," he shifted to look at her, "I'll take her up on it, will you?"

"I don't know…let me think about it."

"Alright, but I want an answer tomorrow, from all of you." Moreta walked up to her room.

The next day every one of them took her up on the deal. Everyone except Peter, who avoided them all day. Moreta didn't seem entirely surprised. Nor was she shocked when Remus winced with every movement he made the next day. The rest of the break was spent running and just working out for hours at a time. They even played Quidditch for a couple hours every night because "It's a relief and works on agility. Not to mention comic relief for some of you." The others got to teach Moreta something for once, which they had fun doing, at any rate.

A/n: review! For god's sake, review! I'm getting so lonely and sad. I ask for help, and get none! Thanks bunches. rolls eyes just please, click that button and let me know what you think. Even like, one word would make me slightly, SLIGHTLY less sad.