Authors Note: Bold is Remus! Italic is James.
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I'd just like to take a moment and Remember Sandra Cantu, a girl who's life was ripped from her eight year old grasp. If the world had just a little bit more love things like that wouldn't happen and I hope that my readers adhere to that. She was taken from her home, raped and murdered. No one deserves that to happen to them, especially a young eight year old girl who's family loved her and now have lost her. I just only hope that she's in a better place now, not in the world we live in because 'insert your belief here' knows that the world we live in is going down the damn gutter. So remember those lost to crimes such as this and never forget.
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rated T for a reason... la...^^
Disclaimer: I disclaim any ownership of and to the Harry Potter world. Its all J.K's mess. Not mine^^ And I'm not kiss so I have to disclaim for the song^^
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Playlist: Sober~ Pink. Light On~ David Cook. Calling Dr. Love~ Kiss.
Upon a Glimpse.
Chapter Eleven: Shine on.
The rough wind gusted roughly against my bare shoulders as we slowly trudged though the afore mentioned wind and snow to Hagrid's hut located on the outskirts of the grounds. His small familiar hut had a rather large plume of smoke billowing out of the chimney and drifting strait up into the dark chasms of the storm above. I shivered and clung tightly to James as we moved on. Merlin's balls, why hadn't I brought a cloak with me? Was I stupid or something? Or maybe I was just mad enough to try and catch hypothermia and kill myself. I shook my head to rid the build up of snow in my hair that was making me even that much colder. God damned! I wasn't supposed to get cold, I never got cold. I always had the crazy cool animagus senses, I mean what good was I as a wolf if I wasn't able to keep warm during a snow storm? I mean, theoretically I was part wolf, because thats the form I take right? So if I part wolf and part human then surely I should be able to keep warm as a human and an.... oh yeah! With a flash I was transformed into my wolf form while walking along side James who was looking pretty chilled himself. I have him a small happy yip and trotted along ahead of him, my tongue lolling out of my muzzle dazedly. I wasn't cold anymore, which is a plus. I knew being a wolf animagus would have its advantages. Ha! Beat that you stupid cracked up Dementor! You lost and I won! I won bitch! I won! Ha, merlin I was happy and all a flutter. I seen something scurrying around to my right and turned towards it, it was a cat that just turned its head and looked at me confusedly before blinking at me and dashing off. Weirdo cat, I never did have much of a fancy for the things, they're just a bit too useless...
"Clover..." James's musical voice grumbled at me from behind. "Slow your roll girl, your going too fast."
I turned and yipped at him while I slowed down so that he could catch up to me. Slow poke, I mean really... I swear this has to be the first time in weeks that I've been warm! I feel like grinning like a manic if my animalistic features would allow me. Hmmn, cozy warmy warmth! Ha bitches! I win! I feel like doing a happy dance. James just now caught up to me and we trod on, me quite merrily though I can tell that he's a grumpy grumbles 'bout now. A few minutes later we reach Hagrid's hut and James lifts his hand to rap on the door heavily, breathing out mists of frost while doing so. Bloody wanker still had me pretending to date him as in hopes to woo his lily flower. Hagrid answered the door quickly with a surprised grin.
"James. Didn't tink yer wer going to be visitin." he smiled his gigantic grin. "An yer brought a friend."
I yipped and squeezed my pleasantly golden wolfy arse between him and the door and trotted over to a very young and quite adorable fang. I nudged him and sat down next to him, reveling in the warmth of the large roaring fire.
"Yeah, thats Lyla." James nodded sitting down at Hagrid's table.
"Weird sort o' pet." he nodded. "I see she's a bit friendly."
I yipped at him and inwardly grinned.
"She's actually not my pet, she's a student." he nodded at me.
On cue I transformed to my human state and began to shiver, just like I knew I would...
"Hello." I greeted.
"Well I'll be." he grinned. "Nice ter meet yeh." he stuck out his hand.
Damn, I hate being in the past sometimes. Here he wasn't my Care of Magical Creatures Professor... that was Kettleburn...
"Its lovely to meet you too." I grinned. "Keeping warm?"
"Yeah. Bit cold ternight eh?"
James nodded.
"Freezing..."
"Would ye like o bit o' tea?" Hagrid asked us both with his large smile painted across his face.
James grinned and nodded.
"Tea does sound a bit good at the moment. Right Clover?" he asked turning to me. "It does huh?"
"That it does my dear Prongs." I said matching his grin. "Tea on a warm night." with that I transformed back and laid back down next to Fang.
"Earl Grey?"
"That would be lovely Hagrid. Clover?"
I nodded my head and gave him a yip. Merlin I was warm. Baby fang, large warm fire, wolf like animagus state. Hmmn... toasty.
"Hows everyone?" Hagrid asked pulling a tea kettle out of its hiding spot
"Good, Remus, Pete and Sirius all went home for the holidays."
"How come you an Sirius dinit go ter yer parents this Christmas?"
"I opted to stay here with Lyla and Sirius's parents ordered him home."
"Well tha' aint ter good. No doubt his parents are gonna be a bit harsh on him and all." Hagrid said while filling up the kettle.
"True, though I'm sure he'll pull through." James grinned before grabbing one of Hagrid's rock cakes from the middle of the table. "He always seems to." he said breaking off a corner of his rock cake and popping it into his mouth.
"Well tha be true. He does always seem ter make it donnit he?" Hagrid smiled while pulling out three of his rather large mugs out of his cabinet and setting them down on the counter before putting a tea bag in each of them.
"Yeah, Sirius and Pete both went home for the Holidays. Remus is studying in the Library and Clover and I wanted to come and pay a visit.
"Well thats always welcome James. And you too clo'ver." he grinned pulling the kettle off of the stove and pouring the hot steaming water into the mugs.
"I'm sure this wont be the last visit."
oOOooOOo
Count Basie was blaring out of a gramophone that Remus had charmed, in an earsplitting, thunderous volume. Though to be quite honest, I didn't really mind too much. The sound was brassy and loud, with trumpets wailing crescendo's into the heavens while the saxes and trombones brought the song the low cord notes. James was dancing around the common room with his oh so 'i am James' charming grin all painted over his face. Remus was chatting up some poor bird with electric blue hair named Sarah Connelly, who looked like she was rather enjoying herself. The earthshaking swing music was distracting, i didn't want to pay attention to the people around me, even though it was Christmas eve and even though everyone that had stayed for the holidays was having fun. I just wanted to get lost in the music.
"Clover my love!" James said, his musical voice dancing with melody as he skipped over to me. "Look what I found!" he said holding up a piece of green lumpy stuff.
"Mistletoe James? What about the nargles?"
"Nargles?" he asked raising his eyebrow in confusion. "What the hell are nargles?"
"Gross little bugs that live in mistletoe." I said rolling my eyes. "But besides the nargles. What exactly are you going to be doing with that?"
He grinned a manic smile.
"Well I was planning on attacking Remus and that one bird with the blue hair."
"James!" I laughed. "Thats one of your best friends."
"Yeah I know." he grinned. "Just be lucky that Mr. Padfoot isn't here this evening. I might have had other plans for this here mistletoe."
"Your an ass James Potter!"
"I know my lovely little clover." his melodic voice soothed before he plopped himself and the mistletoe down in the spot on the couch next to me. "So why the long face?" he chirped. "You know it pains me ever so to see such a sorrowful face on a normally happy clover."
I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms in huff.
"I don't have a problem James. And I'm not sad"
"Are too..." he cooed.
"Am not."
"Ok fine, so nothing is wrong."
"Exactly. There is absolutely nothing wrong with me."
"Ok." He nodded thoughtfully. "So nothing is now Padfoots name?"
"Yes... I mean no! This has nothing to do with Padfoot."
"I think this has everything under the sun to do with Padfoot."
"Does not!"
"Does too!"
"No it doesn't..."
"Yes it does..."
"No!"
"Yes, and you miss him ever so much don't you?"
"No... maybe... yes god damnit!"
"Aww poor Clover..." he cooed before hugging me. "He'll be back from his parents soon, I promise. He hates them anyways."
"I know. I just wish that his parents hadn't made him go home and that he'll wont be sad when he gets back."
"Why would he be sad?"
I shrugged. If my calculations are correct he and his parents are either a, getting ready to have their big old argument. Or b, already had it and he's on his way to the school as we speak.
"I dunno. He had to spend the holidays with his parents."
"I guess you have a point. So shall we go and put our loverly little mistletoe to good use with Remus and his bird?"
I grinned.
"Just make sure the nargles stay away from me."
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A Kiss song was now blaring out of the afore mentioned old Gramophone at an earthshaking volume. Remus and James, who were both as drunk as any skunk could get, were standing proudly atop a table while belching out Calling Dr. Love. All of the remaining Gryffindor's were all crowded around them while cheering merrily and swinging they're alcoholic beverages. Remus was singing lead and doing a fine job at it as James sung the back up. I was sitting on the couch humming along with an amused grin on my face.
"They call me Dr. Love!" Remus sung with a suggestive wink and smile plastered on his face.
James was sing the back up with his normal grin pulled on.
"Calling Dr. Love."
"They call me Dr. Love."
"Calling Dr. Love."
"I've got the cure your thinking of."
"Even though I'm full of sin, in the end you'll let me in. You'll let me through, there's nothing you can do. You need my lovin, don't you know its true."
"So if you please get down on your knees. There are no bills, there are no fees. Baby I know what your problem is, the first step of the cure is a kiss."
"So call me Dr. Love."
"Dr. Love."
"They call me Dr. Love."
"I am your doctor of Love."
"Calling Dr. Love"
"They call me Dr. Love."
"Dr. Love"
"They call me Dr. Love."
"Calling Dr. Love."
"I've got the cure your thinking of."
"Calling Dr. Love."
"I've got the cure."
They bowed and hopped down.
"So tell me all! Who wants to hear Lyla sing..." James said giggling happily. "I hear she sings some Aerosmith pretty well..."
"I do agree James." Remus interjected. "I heard that too, only that it was the beatles that she sung well."
James grinned rather manically at me.
"What do you say clover?"
I glared at the sods. I mean come on, just because they're drunk enough to sing some horrible Kiss song doesn't mean that I am.
"No." I said taking a swig of my firewhiskey.
James grinned before walking swiftly over to me and hauling me onto my feet.
"A Queen song then, we all know how much you love queen. You and Padfoot both." he laughed.
Remus had moved from his perch near the table top where him and James had been singing they're horrid Kiss song. He was now using James's mistletoe on the lovely blue haired Sarah Connelly who looked just as enthusiastic as he did.
I looked up at the portrait hole that at that moment swung open and Sirius crawled through.
He was drenched in snow and was shivering up a storm. I broke away from James and walked over to him, he had tears in his eyes and leaves in his matted hair.
"Are you ok?" I asked pulling him closer to me by his hand. He shook his head and leaned into me for a hug which I was only to happy to comply to. I led him by the hand up to his dorm, I knew what had happened and I knew how to make him feel better. Lots and lots of firewhiskey...
ooOOooOOoo
When I awoke I found my vision being drawn to the window just visible through the curtains. It was snowing up a storm, white fluffy flakes cascading themselves down onto the grounds and castle bringing the temperature down to what I am almost more that one hundred percent positive is way way below what it should be at this moment in time and season... though for some odd reason I was rather warm and snuggly which is odd as I cant get warm ever unless I'm in animagus form which I am decidedly not in right now. I snuggled closer to the very oh so warm and toasty person behind me and sighed into the wonderfully warm and comforting embrace. I swear if I could, I would want to spend all of eternity in this oh so toasty warm embrace that seems to melt the cold away around me. I wish I could kiss this incredibly warm person right now because of they oh so warm arms that are oh so perfectly sealed around me. Oh thank you person behind me you are oh so sweet and.... wait.
There is a person behind me? My eyes snapped open. And they were, gasp sleeping there... damn why oh why cant my brain remember whom this oh so warm and toasty person is?
I felt the person who was oh so warm and toasty not to mention quite comfy behind me snuggle closer to me, draping they're arm further across my waist. Said moment creating odd and quite appreciated warm spots. Their fingers slowly brushed over the bottom of my shirt that had apparently ridden up in the course of the night. Their fingers left warm trails of fire behind them as the kept moving before the fell silent and stopped moving. They nuzzled they're head into the crook of my neck oh so softly and comfortingly and I could feel they're breathing scooping and dancing across my skin as it came out in bursts leaving bits of warmthy firey spots in its oh so wonderful wake. It was then that I felt they're fingers slowly and deliberately begin to tap some odd and weird sort of tired rhythm on my stomach. So they were awake...
I took a deep breath and inhaled the air around me, I smelt the very strong smell of pine mingled with cinnamon that was mingled with some other musky smell that very very oh so vaguely reminded me of that whole Amortentia debacle back in September... wait a minute.... the curtains are open slightly and I can see Remus's sleeping form in his bed across from me so that would mean that I was in the boys dorm... I could very oh so faintly see a mass of raven hair coming from under James bed coverings and I could barely see Franks bed and I can hear his horridly loud snores coming from my left so that I was sleeping with Sirius, which I admit would be so bad, or I was sleeping with that rat faced bastard... though said rat faced bastard when home for the holidays and so did Sirius for that matter... though Sirius did come back last night and oh yeah.... loads and loads of firewhiskey, tears and just a little sprinkle of laughter... damn what a night to remember...
"Clover...." Sirius whined in my ear. "Wake up I'm hungry." he complained still tapping his odd and strange rhythm on my bare stomach.
"Then go to bloody breakfast." I told him rolling my eyes. "I am way too toasty and warm to be getting up and moving about in that cold air right now." I told him with a loud yawn.
"Clover... wake up I'm hungry." Sirius complained still taping on me.
"But then that means that I would have to go down to breakfast all by my lonesome and that though scares the crap out of me clover..." he whined. "Please please please come down with me?"
"No." I yawned again. "And just why in the world would that though scare you? Is Padfoot too afraid of the big bad cold castle?"
"No..."
"So then go down to breakfast. Or are you or aren't you Sirius 'I'll kick you flippin arse' Black or not?"
"There were a lot of or's in that sentence..."
"There were three and that didn't answer my question Padfoot..."
"But what if some evil rabid fan girl attacks?"
"I dunno, tell them to piss off?"
"Lyla! Telling them to piss off wont actually make them leave me alone...."
"Then get a girlfriend who fights nasty and will rip all they're heads off."
"Ok so lets go!"
"Ha ha. I'm already pretending to be James snogging buddy, I suggest that you find an actual girlfriend Padfoot."
He whined.
"But clover..."
"But Sirius.... I'm too comfy, and warm and oh so toasty! And I never ever ever get warm anymore..." I whined back.
"Why not?"
"I dunno, I just haven't been able to be warm since the Dementor attack this summer."
"Grrr. Fine! You stay here and sleep and be all warm and stuff and I'll go and get us some breakfast from the kitchens." he said pulling back and sitting up. "I wont be but five or so minutes." he grinned before reaching to pull on a discarded shirt.
Ok now for some unspeakable reason that I cannot quite fathom.... I was staring at his chest. Well in the few seconds it took for him to put on his shirt which was a bit small and molded rather skin tight to the already very nice and muscled chest that I'd already been captivated by. Ok confused! What the bloody hell am I doing? This is my best friend Sirius who was you know, my best friend and all.... why in Merlin's sweaty wrinkly balls am I staring at his chest? Even if it was all Adonis like... ok I need to stop! I closed my eyes tight and counted to fifty.... well it was more like ten before....
"Clover? Are you alright?" he asked walking over to me in a concerned manner. "Are you in pain?"
I flipped my eyes open and shook my head while red started to pool itself around my face.
"What? Nah I'm fine."
"Holy crap!" he exclaimed putting a hand to my forehead. "You've got a fever!"
I shook my head.
"No, no! I'm fine really..."
"Are you sure?" he asked worriedly. "Maybe we should get you to Madame Pomphrey..."
"No! I'm fine, just really hungry. So you should go and get that food." I said grinning, or at least trying to....
Damn him and his beautiful chest.... all chiseled like and touchable....
"Are you sure?"
"Positive!" I told him shooing him away, which he reluctantly did.
Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! No! They cant be right! They wont be right! Sirius just has err rather attractive features... this was bad, oh so bad because I had to go back to my own time. I couldn't just stay here.... I bloody hate this...
Five Minutes later Sirius returned with a rather large basket of breakfast items including.... blueberry pancakes....
"Merlin please tell me that I smell blueberry pancakes?" I said sitting up quickly, kicking a couple of the parcels at the end of the bed.
Sirius rolled his eyes.
"For the vegetarian I got blueberry pancakes. Because your a nutter who only eats from the earth..." he sighed pulling out a plate of blueberry pancakes and a bowl of fruit salad.
He handed them to me before pulling out a flaggon of Pumpkin juice and two goblets and then a plate heaped with meat.
"Thank you!" I grinned before picking up a fork and ripping off a piece of pancake and shoving it in my mouth happily. Hmmn blueberry.... my favorite next to strawberries and raspberries and bananas and oranges and apples and loads of other yummy flavors...
"Enjoying that there?" he asked with a grin before eating a sausage.
"More than..." I mumbled going back to said yummy pancakes....
Fifteen minutes later found us both stuffed and lying down staring above us at the canopy above his bed.
"Happy Christmas." I said turning my head to look at him. Meaning his face and nowhere else.!
"Happy Christmas, though I do have to admit that it could be a bit happier..." he grinned while sitting up.
"Oi! Do I bloody smell pancakes?" I heard Remus ask out loud.
"No! You don't so go back to sleep!" Sirius grinned as he yelled out to our afore mentioned friend.
A minute later Remus had stomped over to us and ripped open the curtains to stand ever so haughtily. He eyed up my empty plate that had syrup all over it.
"Liars! What have some nice little Christmas breakfast all cozied up here in bed?" he narrowed his eyes widely, gazing down at us in our guilt. His nostrils flared threateningly, his eyes darkening a bit into a playful mock anger.
"Yeah so...?" Sirius defended crossing his arms all huffily. "We had a nice right breakfast. Is there a problem with that?"
Remus narrowed his eyes if possible even more.
"Yes, you didn't bring me anything!"
"So! You were sleeping and why the hell are you so upset about breakfast when its Christmas morning and no doubt you've got a whole pile of presents to open up..."
Remus nodded thoughtfully before backing away quickly and diving onto his heaped over bed of presents.
"He can be such a git sometimes." Sirius huffed before falling back into his pillow. "His over the top obsession with food, it can be just a little bit much sometimes."
I giggled and turned my head to the ceiling.
"But he wouldn't be Remus if he didn't."
Sirius rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Ok maybe your right, but still food? I don't know why he's so obsessed..."
"Maybe its because growing Werewolves just love they're food and get very determined towards it..."
"Maybe your right, maybe he's just addicted." he grinned wickedly. "Remus and his food addiction.... its a wonder how he still manages not to gain weight... Maybe its all the wolf genes the keep him from being the size of a house.."
"Maybe." I laughed. "I wish it wasn't so damn bloody cold." I growled snuggling into the blankets more. "I used to love the cold, that oh so wonderfully metallic feel to it... now its just god bloody painful." I gritted out while shivering.
Sirius let out a roar of laughter.
"Is poor Clover cold?" he smirked widely, his canine teeth barring out just a little, enough to give his face emphasis. His cheeks were pale and his dimples were even more dipped in as he smirked, his wonderfully cornflower blue eyes shining ever so softly and.... wait.... no! I will not have these god damned thoughts! Here me now fate! I will not! No I wont! I will not so go and get bent you big controlling thing you! You fickle stupid rabid evil damed fate! Ha I win, not you... mnnnhmmn.... "Are you ok?" he asked his eyebrow upturning ever so slightly.
I blanched.
"Umm.... yes. why do you ask?"
"You are sick aren't you? First you had your eyes all tightly sealed shut as if in pain, then your red as the Hogwarts express and now your so pale I would bet money that you could out run the snow for the whitest white award."
"I'm not sick you." I said rolling my eyes. "I'm just very cold so its influencing rabid beastly thoughts that have meticulously planned to take over my mind."
"Rabid beastly thoughts that have meticulously planned to take over your mind?"
"Exactly!" I said pulling the blankets up to my chin. "Rabid beastly thoughts that have meticulously planned to take over my mind. They are oh so evil, oh so nasty, and I do plan to eradicate them with warmth!"
"And where are you planning to find warmth warm enough to eradicate these rabid beastly thoughts that have meticulously planned to take over your mind when its already warm in here in the first place which brings me back to thinking that you are sick! Because its oh so warm and toasty in here."
"It is most certainly not oh so warm and toasty in here because see..." I held up an arm for him to see. "I have goosebumps all over which means that its cold. And I was planning on jumping into a pit of fire because that I am sure, will be oh so warm and toasty enough to eradicate not only the cold but the rabid beastly thoughts that have meticulously planned to over take my brain." I humphed shoving my arm back down into the warm confines of the blankets.
"So where exactly are you going to find a fire pit big enough to eradicate these things eh? Surely the common room fireplace isn't big enough..."
"I will find someplace! It will be big with lots of fire and lots of pillows and blankets and warm stuff like heaters and furnaces and all that hot heaty warm stuff."
Sirius just started to laugh at me, big hollow bark like laughs.
"Oh my dear dearest clover of the forest.... you are sick and I do think that we should at once take you to see Madame Pomphrey so that you will be oh so warm and toasty and all the evil rabid thoughts that have meticulously planned to take over your mind are in fact eradicated like last Tuesdays old moldy cheese..."
"But I am not sick!" I huffed turning my face to his. "I am just cold! Very very excruciatingly cold."
"You didn't seem that cold when we woke up."
"Your right. I was oh so warm and toasty when that happened. But then the warmth ie you left and all that nasty cold seeped in once again making me cold."
"Aww." he grinned. "I make a clover warm! I feel oh so needed."
"Oh can it you. And make me warm again before I combust from the cold!" I shivered.
"If I must..." he mock whined before snuggling up and bringing that oh so warm and toasty warmth back again.
"Hmmn. Warm..." I sighed happily. "Oh how I do love the warmth..."
"Yes so I can see. Though you are going to go to Madame Pomphrey later to get this whole business sorted out..."
"Mnnhmmn...."
Authors Note: There is chapter Eleven... intended to get more in but didn't. Happy spring holidays all! Or maybe I should just wish a happy spring. Good news is that its raining where I'm at, which is good I'll admit because we were in a sort of kind of drought so rain is good.
Cheers!
Herb3