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The Prophecy and Matter Of Trust
He couldn't believe it. He had just been a part of a Death Eater attack on Diagon Alley… fighting for the wrong fight. The only curse that had hit an Order member though had been one he had shot at a nearby Death Eater in order to knock him out, but that Death Eater had jumped out of the way in the last second and the curse had hit Kingsley Shacklebolt instead. He was pretty sure that that black cloaked follower of Voldemort hadn't even seen the curse fly towards him…
Thankfully, Dumbledore had waited a bit until he made the Order of the Phoenix arrive on scene. That way nobody thought that Remus sold them out to 'the light side'.
He sighed happily as he smelled potatoes, roasted carrots, glazed peas and Shepherd's Pie. Urgh, he could kiss Sirius right now for making dinner.
He went through their living room into the kitchen and smirked at a smiling Sirius, who sat innocently at the kitchen table, a Quidditch magazine in his hands and watching over the house elves preparing dinner. Of course.
*~*RSJLH*~*
It was about five months ago that he had fought in that battle in Diagon Alley, when he and Sirius received yet another owl from Dumbledore. Confused, Remus watched Sirius open his letter, his eyes traveling over the words in Dumbledore's neat handwriting, his frown deepening with the second.
Slightly nervous, Remus opened his own letter to be greeted by a rather short and direct letter.
Remus,
Lily and James are here already. They want you and Sirius to come to my office. Now.
Dumbledore
*~*RSJLH*~*
"What's wrong?" He heard Sirius asked as he literally fell out of the fireplace and nearly hit his head at the edge of Dumbledore's desk. "What happened?"
"I have something to tell you," Dumbledore's voice was emotionless as he came through one of the many hidden doors behind one of the former headmaster's portrait.
Sirius helped Remus up from the floor. Remus smiled thankfully at him and followed Sirius gaze to their two best friends, who looked quite queasy. James was holding onto a softly crying Lily, whose eyes were wide with shock, both were extremely pale. Just as he opened his mouth to ask what was going on, a big cloud of soot enveloped him and Sirius, causing them both to cough.
"Sorry," was the first thing they heard and a very dirty and tired looking Peter picked himself up from the ground rather clumsily. "Sorry. Didn't mean to do that."
Sirius waved him off and pulled Remus over to the quiet couple. Remus kneed down in front of Lily, who immediately let go of James and threw herself into Remus' arms. "Oh, Remus!" She cried out loud and began to sob in earnest. Sirius was trying his best to get some news out of a completely paralyzed James, but to no avail. Peter just stood there next to the fireplace, looking as lost as ever.
"Since everyone has arrived," Dumbledore said and lowered himself onto the massive chair next to his desk, "I think we may begin."
Remus and Sirius didn't move from their spot, still trying to calm their hysterical friends down. Peter scurried over and stood behind Lily and James' chairs. "What is it, Professor?" Peter was the one to utter the question they all wanted the answer to.
"You see, I have asked the Potters here today, because I had some bad news for them, concerning their child."
"Their… but what would be wrong with it?" Sirius glanced from Dumbledore to James, over to Lily, who had her arms folded over her slight bum. She started to show. "You're not… everything's okay, right? The baby's fine, isn't it?"
Lily shrugged her shoulders miserably. It was James who whispered a reply. "The baby's healthy, Sirius."
"Thank Goodness! But then, what is wrong, exactly?" He looked back to Dumbledore who had taken off his glasses and put them onto the piece of parchment that was lying on his desk in front of him. He sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
"I have come to notice that there is a prophecy, concerning the future of Lord Voldemort."
Sirius blinked. "But what does that have to do with James and Lily's baby?"
Remus shot him glare that told him to shut up. Sirius shut his mouth immediately, but having the decency to look at least a little bit ashamed.
"The prophecy," Dumbledore said, looking them into the eye, "is not only about the future of Lord Voldemort. There is a young wizard or a young witch involved, who will be responsible for Lord Voldemort's downfall."
Silence followed that sentence. After a few minutes, Dumbledore cleared his throat and began to talk again. "This chosen baby could either be the Potter's heir or the Longbottoms' heir, as both are bound to be born at the end of July."
*~*RSJLH*~*
He winced as his feet hit the ground. His legs gave up under him and he crashed into the coffee table in his and Sirius' living room. He groaned as its edge dug into his side where a big flesh wound dominated his skin. Well, at least there's one positive thing about this, he thought grumpily, as he tried to crawl onto the carpet in order to lie down. He would have to return to the pack, no matter would Dumbledore told him to do.
Someone had told Greyback that he worked for Dumbledore and every desperate effort to convince the Alpha of the pack that it wasn't true, not in the slightest; Greyback had merely grinned and waved to his servants, who then had turned onto Remus. He had only just managed to escape as one of the maniacs had tried to rip his arm out of its socket.
Hurried footsteps could be heard approaching, just as Remus crashed onto the carpet, muffling an agonized cry of pain in its soft material.
"Remus!"
Sirius ran over to where Remus lay on the ground, his right arm and leg spread away from him in an awkward angle. He threw himself down next to his boyfriend and rolled him onto his back carefully. Remus hissed and pressed his eyes tightly shut.
"Remus," Sirius tried not to touch him too much as he looked him over in order to access his amount of injuries. "What happened?"
"Nothing," Remus whispered and tried to sit up.
"Nuh-uh, young man. You stay put and don't move! I'll call Lily, so she'll come over." With that he hurried over to the fireplace, threw in some floopowder and disappeared in the bright green flames.
*~*RSJLH*~*
"Here you go, love," James sat down next to Lily and handed her a cup of hot tea, which he gladly accepted. She smiled tiredly and took a sip. Savouring its taste, she sighed softly and let herself be cradled in James' arms.
Upon hearing the prophecy, Lily had refused to go back to work at St. Mungo's and had taken a prolonged maternity leave. She wouldn't risk her child's life any more than it was already threatened. James had suggested that he, as well, stay home in order to make sure they were both okay, but Lily would have none of that. She would be okay alone at home, just her little baby inside her womb for company.
James kissed her on her soft, brilliant red hair and inhaled its scent deeply. How life could change in only a few days, he wondered, thinking about all the unfairness that had to happen to his family. They didn't deserve it! No one did!
He jumped and Lily screamed, throwing her cup into the fireplace's direction as said item began hissing and pitting bright green flames. A now wet Sirius stepped out of the flames, scowling at both of them. "I need your help. It's Remus."
*~*RSJLH*~*
Just as Sirius had left the room, Remus had tried to sit up, only to fall back down immediately after such a strong dizzy spell that he seriously considered to just throw up on the carpet and be done with it. He groaned loudly as he tried to move his right arm. It seemed to be dislocated. His left arm didn't hurt as badly as the other one, probably only a few wounds and bruises. His left leg was fine as well and his right leg was broken.
Muffling a scream, gave his best to straighten it up, in order to let his werewolf-self heal it properly and not in its crooked state it was in at the moment.
A cloud of soot announced Sirius' arrival. He was closely followed by a pale James and an equally pale and pregnant Lily, who immediately rushed over to his mangled body to look him over. She pulled out her wand and began to mutter complicated sounding incantations, as she motioned James to straighten his leg.
His scream was immediately shushed by a concerned and totally frightened looking Sirius, who hovered over him and gave his best to somehow distract him from the pain. "Why can't we give him painkillers or something?" He asked desperately, as Remus screamed yet again.
"They're not strong enough," Lily crawled over to his arm and began chanting once more. "His werewolf part wouldn't let them work, even if we gave him some."
"He'll be okay," James held onto Remus arm as it jerked under Lily's wand, the spell slowly easing it back into its socket.
"You hear him, Remmy? You'll be alright, sweetheart. You'll be alright, I promise," he whispered frantically and kissed him on his sweaty forehead as Remus whimpered, feeling every inch his shoulder join was being moved.
*~*RSJLH*~*
"Thank you so much," Sirius walked James and Lily back to the fireplace. They had put Remus onto their bed, propping up his injured arm and leg and had ordered him to sleep. Sleeping Potions didn't work that well with magical creatures and Lily hadn't wanted to risk anything in order to get him to sleep. 'He'll fall asleep as soon as his body can't keep him awake any longer,' she had said, covering Remus with a blanket. He had mumbled something unintelligible and had dozed off. 'And exhaustion will do the rest,' she had nodded, checked his temperature one last time and had followed the men out into the living room.
"You don't need to thank us," Lily hugged he friend and kissed him on the cheek. "Call us if you need us to come over, okay? If he gets fever or if he is in anymore pain than he can deal with, contact us immediately."
"I will. Thank you," he hugged James, who smiled at him and bend over his shoulder. Lily tactfully studied the variety of Remus' book in the bookshelf near the fireplace, one hand always on her little bum. "He'll be alright, Sirius. Just let him get some rest and do your best to make him as comfortable as can be. We're here for you, mate, so don't hesitate to call us, okay?" He whispered into Sirius' ear, whose smile was a little teary, but sincere. "Thank you."
*~*RSJLH*~*
"Hey," a soft whisper jerked him out of his trail on thought. He looked up from his magazine he had spent the last four hours of trying to read, and saw a tired Remus smile at him.
"Hey to you, too," he whispered back, leaning down to kiss his lips lightly. Remus hummed approvingly and smiled a little wider.
"Was that supposed to be a kiss?" His weak chuckle made Sirius roll his eyes for good measure.
"It was me hitting you around the head," he replied without missing a beat and looked down to his defeated boyfriend, who was studying him with a suspicious gaze. "What happened to you, Remus?"
Said wizard sighed and winced slightly as his lungs collided with his still sore rip. "Nothing," he mumbled, knowing only too well what would come next.
"Nothing? You call that nothing? Remus, I've been in many battles before and I've seen people who were being tortured and held captive that have been looking better than you did a few hours ago." He ruffled his perfect hair and glared at Remus, who was averting his eyes. "I'm worried, Remus. Please tell me what happened. Who did this to you?"
"I've already told you that I cannot tell you, Sirius. I'm sorry, but I just can't."
"Well, if that's it then. I guess I'll better sleep on the couch," Sirius' voice trembled slightly as he stood up and made his way to the bedroom door.
"What? No, Sirius, please wait."
"If you aren't able to trust me with something like this, I don't know whether this can work out. Good night, Remus." And with that he turned around, ignored Remus agonized pleas for him to come back, and closed the door behind him.
He slit down the wooden door, clutching his hair desperately and trying to not sob out loud.
I hope you liked this chapter :) The next one will be up either Monday or Tuesday :)
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Next chapter: Talks and a very hysterical James...
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