Author's Note: I do not any of the Harry Potter and Ninja Turtle characters. All original characters belong to me.
Chapter Ten
"What do you want done with these?"
Remus looked over to see Peter holding the box of ornaments and books that had been put away.
"In the attic," he said simply.
"Surely you don't want everything in the attic, Moony," James kindly said.
Remus was at the wardrobe, carefully folding his parents' old robes into boxes.
"For now, I do," he answered.
"Whatever process is going to help you through the grief, Remus-san," said Yoshi, picking up another box, and proceeded to follow Peter out of the room.
"These are pretty," Sirius commented, over at the vanity.
Remus stopped what he was doing and went over to see what had caught his friends' eye.
A neatly placed array of jewellery in the top draw, where Sarah had kept them.
"Sorry," Sirius apologised, placing a hand on the small box with Sarah's old belongings, that had been on top, "Started doing this, as asked, wasn't sure if you included the drawers. And I am not sure if it'd be wise to have them going freely in the box."
"No, it's okay," said Remus. "I found a decent sized jewellery box in the wardrobe, they can be placed in there."
He went and retrieved the box and got back to Sirius and gave it to him.
"I hope I am not overstepping here," Sirius goes to say.
"What?"
"Maybe … maybe one of these rings could be given to Kiara? You know? Make it official that you two are husband and wife?"
"I don't see that as being a bad idea," James encouraged.
Remus looked at the several rings, with varying bands and gems.
"I don't know," he goes to say.
"It was only a suggestion, mate," said Sirius, patting Remus on the shoulder, before carefully starting with the necklaces to place within the jewellery box.
Remus was still looking at the rings, thinking maybe it would be nice to …
"Can you guys just leave me for a moment?"
Sirius and James looked at each other.
"Sure, Moony," said James without question. "Remus needs some time to think," he then said to when Peter and Yoshi were about to re-enter the room.
"Is he alright?" Yoshi asks.
"I'll be okay, Professor," Remus answers.
Attending to his wishes, James, Sirius, Peter and Yoshi went downstairs to where Shen, Kiara, Severus and Splinter were.
'Okami,' Remus reached into his telepathic mind.
'Yes, Moony?' she answered in kind.
'I need to see you for a moment.'
It wasn't that long when Kiara entered the room that was once Remus's parents'.
Many of the items have now been packed away and stored into the attic. The only thing that would remain would be the queen sized bed, that was placed neatly between the two windows, to change the room dynamic a little, so now that the foot was facing the wardrobe and private bathroom, from when it was just facing the opposite wall – with enough walking space of course.
The vanity was to the left of the bed.
Remus felt Kiara's arms going around his waist.
"What's wrong?" she asks.
He takes her by the wrists and moves her so he can look around at her.
"Not sure if anything is really actually wrong," he goes to say.
"Then why the strain? I know there are things you're not telling me, Remus."
"I know. But, that's not what I wish to talk about. Not yet."
Kiara looks at Remus, he places a gentle hand on her cheek.
"Kiara. Before you met me. What had you thought for, in terms of being with someone?"
A small frown to this. "I hadn't really thought about it, to be honest. Yes, I did have some hope of finding that someone who would accept me for me, including the beast side. But, I didn't know if that was even possible."
Remus nods to her answer.
"Why, do you ask?" Kiara then inquires.
"Because I, too, thought I didn't think it possible," he admitted.
Brief silence.
"Kiara … I know we are mates. So technically and legally bound as husband and wife, due to the Laws of the Wolf," Remus spoke carefully, as though every word had been thought into. "But …" not letting go of her hands, "I would like to, if you too wish for it, to be able to have a proper wedding. Have you announced as my Bride, both wolf and wizard alike."
Seeing just how serious he was about this, Kiara felt a soft smile going upon her lips.
"Yes," she said. "Yes, I will marry you."
"Dolores … I don't see this idea of yours ever getting passed!" the Minister said with a wary truth of the matter.
"Oh, but if we made it so we don't need that approval," pushed the high-pitched girly voice of a very, very short, squat toad of a witch, wearing a pink cardigan.
They were in the Minister of Magic's office.
The Minister shook his head. "No," he was firm.
Dolores Umbridge was not happy with that word.
"No?" she said.
"Do you really know what this would do?"
Umbridge nods with a sweet smile; "Yes! It would ensure that Remus Lupin and Freya Demetrius-Greyback do not breed! And if they dare to bring forth any foul beasts that howl at the full moon, they will be put to sleep … humanely as possible!
"Do you really want the Greyback line to continue? Or the bring back of most powerful pack to have been?"
The Minister did not like this. "Do you want a death wish on your head?"
Umbridge thought that this was amusing. "A death wish? What? Do you really believe those savage beasts have laws that can coexist with our own? That this … this she-wolf can actually kill if we decide that we no longer want their kind to be of existence?"
"You're playing a very dangerous game, here Umbridge!"
"And I am from a long line of Hunters, Minister! Hunters and Purebloods! Allowing this pair to breed would spell disaster to this very world!" Umbridge was quite determined to get her point across.
"You forget, Umbridge," the Minister says in as direct of voice as possible. "That this law you propose, if it were to ever pass, would only be upon British soil! British only! Not Scottish! Not Welsh! British!"
"You're the Minister of the entire United Kingdom, are you not? Including Ireland, including the Republic of Ireland."
The Minister gave a steely stare at this toad like woman. "I may be the Minister to the United Kingdom, Dolores. But you are forgetting one very important thing."
"And what is that?"
"This only covers for England! Not the other countries that border with us. Also, there is no stopping the mating pair from leaving the country and have their offspring elsewhere! Much like the Muggles with their world leaders, Wizards are the same when it comes to their own countries and its laws!
"Now that you have given this to me again to push your bloody agenda … and Remus Lupin has been notified! Yes! I did send him this!" he saw the surprise on Umbridge's face at this. "I am going to say this one more time! If you so much as even attempt to get this through without the approval you know you are required to secure, will be stripped from your job and office!"
Umbridge narrowed her eyes at this. "Is that a threat, Minister?"
The Minister shook his head. "No, Dolores. That is a promise! I gave you your job, Dolores, because I thought, for a witch at the vibrant age of twenty-one, you were a person of integrity and humility. You are fast proving me to be mistaken. Now get out of my office!"
"Do not make an enemy of me, Minister," Umbridge seethed a little.
Minister was not amused. "Get out, Dolores!"
Umbridge did so, leaving Minister to let out a grumble of sorts. Since this War had begun, many who supported Lord Voldemort's claims of a pure wizard race have been coming out of the woodworks.
What bothered the Minister was that, while the Dark Wizard and his Death Eaters wanted such a claim. They were trying to align with the very breed that were not of pure-blooded humans. Werewolves being one of them.
As far as the Minister knew, there has not been any alliances made with any of the Packs, thus far. It seemed that they had caught wind that the most alpha of them, Freya of the Demetrius Pack, was very much alive and will not make a move without her say so.
Not even Fenrir Greyback, the one responsible in mating with the last alpha female to bring forth Freya, was making any speech on which side he will be going with. However, his hate for humans was plain as day.
It bothered the Minister that many are so willing to forget the laws of the ancient past that have been sealed to never be able to be changed, that they are willing to risk their own lives for it. For it was more than just pissing the werewolves off that shouldn't just be of concern.
No … curses and spells to protect the sanctity of some that ought to be seen as sacred and remembered. A great many have forgotten over the times, that these laws were written for a good reason. Even with some laws passing without that need of approval, such as the Werewolf Hunters banding together to bring down the population, and the Ministers before him turning the other cheek.
Yes … he did say what he had about the attack upon Freya at Hogwarts. He wished that he could have done more to the matter, but his hands were tied on that.
Minister Laurence Goldstein wanted an alliance with the Alpha female. Not just the werewolves. Goldstein's wish was to unite all.
Sadly … it seemed to be more like a pipe dream, than a much needed reality. Thanks to Voldemort and his band of followers.
Remus jolted awake to the sound of Kiara screams.
It was the morning after the first full moon of the month, and they were in the cave, huddled together on one of the mattresses.
"Kiara?"
He got her to wake up. To which she bolted right up and was in between trying to push him away and clambering for him.
When she fully saw where she was and who she was with, Kiara managed to calm down.
"Remus!" she was trembling.
Remus pulled her close. "Shh, it's alright," he said. "I'm here!"
"I just want the images to stop! The feeling of … him … them … violating me! Then there is Severus's mother! The stuff she did to me! I don't even know why I was even living with them in the first place! Only to know that Greyback was furious when he found out!"
"Perhaps some of the dreamless potion might help?" Remus suggested. "We could ask Severus to …"
"I've tried it! I get a few good hours, but after that, they're back! It's like they've gone and embedded themselves deep, that they just do not want to be ignored any more. Buried for too long and be hatched thanks to …" she stopped at the thought of Southall and Mulciber. "I haven't even told Severus."
Remus could understand Kiara's unwillingness to share with Severus on her new found memory. Though, Severus has been aware of Kiara's holding back.
A thought came to him, though he really didn't like it.
"Kiara … I think it is time you spoke to Greyback," he dared to say in a careful manner.
"What?"
"I know we said we would wait until you're ready," Remus said, seeing the surprise in Kiara's eyes. "Perhaps, this is just a sign that, maybe, you need to know sooner rather than later?"
Kiara after searching for a different solution, knew that her mate may be right.
The owl arrived deep within the Scottish forest, where a shabby and almost all hairy man had set up camp. He was wearing a long sleeved coat to keep the chill that the snow brought in.
Poking the ambers of the fire, he liked his meat to still be on the rare side, but to have a nice burnt texture on the outside.
Fenrir Greyback didn't see the long-eared owl, only the letter it dropped in front of him, which was hard to dismiss when it nearly landed right on his head and near missing his face all together.
Raising his brows, he picked it up;
To the man who told me the first real truth;
Fenrir Greyback
He had not expected this;
Fenrir Greyback,
You claimed to be the one to call me your daughter, Freya.
Your claim had not only turned out to be truth, but finding out of my being born to the Demetrius Pack. I did not pursue any further at the time, as it was a lot to take in.
I have since come to accept things for what they are.
But, after a turn of events, come to realise just how much I do not know of what had really happened to me before my sixth birthday. Memories have awoken that I cannot rid of and, I need your help.
I await your response,
Freya/Kiara
"Well, well," said Greyback, going over the letter to be sure he didn't misread. "Looks like a visit is in order."
…...
"You what? Are you crazy? He's going to kill you!"
"I'm actually with Sirius on this!"
"What were you thinking?"
"He's a savage!"
"He's a murderer!"
"And he's also the one bloody person who has the answers I bloody need!" Kiara voiced trying not to sound over-emotional.
"What answers would they be?" Peter asks.
"Surely they can be answered without him," said Sirius.
"How did you talk Remus into doing this?" James asked.
"It was Remus who suggested it!" Kiara shot back.
"Say something Severus!" James ordered the only silent fellow Hogwarts student in the room.
"When does he get here?" Severus asked Kiara, ignoring the protests of his inability to cooperate with their view on this.
"Soon," Kiara answered. "Remus is meeting him at the cross-line of the territory. I will be leaving here to meet them when I hear Remus's telling me so."
"How?" Peter asked confused. Then remembered. "Oh, yeah … that werewolf telepathy thing you have."
"I still think it is a bad idea," said James, sceptically.
"Professor, you're her guardian!" Sirius tries when Yoshi enters the room. "Tell Kiara she is making a mistake for meeting with Greyback!"
Yoshi shook his head with grace. "As her guardian I must accept that this is Kiara's right. Both she and Remus have spoken to me before they sent the owl. Severus would have already agreed, as he was there the night the records were shown to us about her birthright."
Severus nodded to confirm these words, before speaking to Kiara.
"If you like, I can accompany you," he offers.
"Just make sure you have your wand, in case he pulls something," said Sirius.
Severus raised his brow to this. "To think that you hated my sister mere months ago and now you're ever so concerned."
"That's because she's not -"
"And yet my being Greyback's daughter makes it any different on how Severus and I view each other?" Kiara cut Sirius off.
"Yes, that does raise the contrast on the things a little, Sirius-san," Yoshi remarked.
Sirius gave a surrendering pose of sorts; "Yeah, okay! A guy's entitled to change his mind isn't he?"
'Kiara!'
Kiara closed her eyes and said she would see them soon.
Disclaimer;
I just HAD to bring our dear not so favourite lady in pink, Dolores Umbridge into this! Sorry, but it felt like the one person who would come up with such an idea would be her.
