And the year was over, I didn't realise how long the school tournament was until it was suddenly time to leave the castle. Fifth year was over, just like that. And it was almost time to leave, everyone was headed to the train and I, well I was headed in the other direction. It was time, I needed to man up. It was time to see good ol'Dumbledore, technically I had been dodging him for a while now, but I would say I just hadn't found the right now. Georgia had some big news to tell us as well so there was someone else I needed to find.
"Dumbledore," I called out seeing the headmaster and starting to run to catch up to him when he refused to stop or turn around. I was hoping he just didn't hear me and not he was being as petty as I was, because hello unprofessional much? Tapping him on the shoulder and taking a few deep breaths, there had been no follow ups to my previous werewolf running.
"Miss Nightingale," he said with a smile.
"You know it's okay if you call me Red, kind of preferable," I loved setting my teachers straight, Miss. Nightingale made me sound old. Kind of elegant, but like an old woman with cats. And I already had one, two more and I was officially a crazy cat lady.
"What do you need?" he said. "Red."
"Okay so I know it's clear that I have been avoiding you like the black plague, but I think it's time we had a chat," I said trying to remain calm and professional. "I need to know about my father."
"Well," he smiled and began to walk off. "Come on then."
"So," I said when we reached his office and I took a seat in the surprisingly comfortable worn chair in front of his cluttered desk. "I know the basics elaborate for a girl."
"Some wizards are different to others, and your father was certainly one of the most unusual," he began.
"How so?" I wasn't really sure what he meant.
"Like you and many others in the Nightingale line few witches and wizards were gifted with certain abilities," he continued. "What you can do without the use of a wand is quite impressive, I myself can do this," he said in time of the fire in the cabinet light up. "But it takes immense amount of concentration and years of practice, it's quite rare when someone can do so as naturally as you."
Flipping over my palm I conjured a small flame watching as it flickered and then closed my palm into a fist, "Naturally?"
"Few magically inclined people are able to perform magic without a wand, that is how most first realise their powers I belive Miss. Evans started by growing flowers did she not?" he asked causing me to nod. I remember the first time she showed me that, I was impressed, now I could grow a freaking garden. "It is quite rare when someone chooses to continue free hand magic, aside from simple parlour tricks, but elements are different. You like your father are quite the peculiar case."
"Define peculiar," Many people ever since i entered the magically world always told my I was different, special, that I was going to lead and interesting future. And I still had no idea what that meant, but with all the memories that flooded back and the meeting with blonde me, colour me curious.
"He continued to grow stronger, everyone else left it to there wands. That way it was contained and would not control their lives," he had a sombre look on his face, I needed to know what that meant. "Maxiumus Nightingale, or Max as he preferred to go by was one of the most powerful wizards to walk this earth, people refer to him as top five."
Top five? What the hippogriff was that? MTV ratings for magical folk? "Okay this may sound really think to you, but I still don't get it, who is he?"
He sighed, good one of my favourite pastimes was annoying professor who wouldn't get to their point. "The Nightingale line is one that dates back, many had elemental abilities, your father had all five and they got him killed."
"What," I said in a state of shock, my mother always said he had died, he never came back for Ezra. I guess it did make sense he had died, but hearing it was finale. Part of me hoped it was a lie and I had that pipe dream I would meet the man one day, especially now when I was a fledging witch...with the same powers he had.
"I suppose murdered is more accurate though," he stated and with my wide eyed look it was clear that was supposed to be a thought not a scare the teenager. "Listen I would love to continue this but I have a meeting to attend to and you have a train to catch, best not to miss it."
"Okay," I said looking down to my nonexistent watch, time to buy one this summer. Giving him a weak smile I gave him my thanks and headed out the door, hey kid your dad was a real powerful guy but now he's deal. Talk soon. Thanks professor.
I slowly made my way down to the main courtyard, left with my thoughts. It wasn't great.
"Red?" a male's voice said from behind me thankfully interrupting my train of thought and turning around letting hair fly all over my face.
"Alec?" I asked confused.
"I hoped I would catch you before I left," he said with a smile.
"What why?" I was confused to say the least, we weren't exactly matey mates or one of his screaming blonde fan girls.
"I wanted to apologise," he said sincerely smiling shyly and I could see in that moment why girls would fall for him. "You know for being a complete twat, but you're pretty cool and would be good to stay in touch."
"Sure," I smiled taking the paper from his hand he just offered, he may have been a jerk but hey so was James, and look how well that turned out.
"See ya round Red," he smiled giving me a wave and a small hug I returned. It was actually really nice of him, and once more proved the theory that not everyone in Slytherin was a complete jackass. He may have been a twat but he wasn't a complete dick.
"Red," another voice came from behind me, damn I was popular today. But seeing Georgia I didn't mind so much, two or two. "Hey," she said looking nervous and not making eye contact. "So I actually got transferred I'm moving to France with family, I'll be going to Beauxbatons."
"What," I yelled at her. She was leaving? I could cry. I wasn't going to, but I could.
"I just wanted to see how this year went you know do the OWLS and see you kick ass," she said. "I didn't know how to tell you guys, it was all going so well. Didn't want to ruin the moment I guess."
"I am going to miss like crazy Georgia Vernon," I said wrapping her up in a hug and sniffling slightly. Bitch was making me cry dammit.
"You bloody better," she said through a choked tone, guess we were both crying messes now. "But there is this amazing thing called own mail and if I don't receive anything from you, you better be dead because that's the only excuse. How will I go on without-"
"Yours psychotically?" I supplied making us both laugh. "And if you don't reply you better be prepared for this ginger to apparate in the middle of classes."
"Red I swear," she said wiping a tear from cheek I hadn't known was there. "I don't even know what to say, it'll be so strange not seeing you guys everyday."
"Back at you," I smiled hugging her tightly again.
"Congrats on winning," she smiled. "I am quite impressed there girly."
"A little ridiculous right?" I laughed
"Not at all," she said giving me a warm smile and pulling me in for a hug. "You are the bravest person I have ever met the loyalist and you have most beautiful soul."
"George-" I started to say but was quickly cut off.
"Stop right there," she had her heavily ringed finger against my lipstick that was sure to smudge. "If I cry anymore I'm going to rival Niagara Falls, and this isn't a goodbye Reds it's just a temporary time apart. I'll be back before you know it." She gave me one last hug before heading over to a carriage her parents were waiting by towards the lake. And that is when I heard the whistle of the Hogwarts Express my one way ticket to home that I just missed.
"Bollocks," I sighed running to the station on the off chance I could make it, but it was almost out of sight. "Great." Okay so I've missed the train, but I did know how to apparate without splincing so screw the ministry and it's rule of underage magic. I could do it next year, maybe I could get away with it.
"Still here?" someone breathe on the back of my neck maing me freeze. I was alone in a castle where it was almost night and someone was breathing on my neck. Well it's not like it was Voldemort so why not turn around and prepare for right hook.
"Relax Reds," I can't believe I didn't pick that voice.
"Remus I'm not going to lie because I've witnessed you do some pretty embarrassing things lately and have the photographic evidence so damn wolf boy you scared the hippogriff out of me," I said speedily and then wrapped my arms around his waist for a hug. "wait why are you here? I mean I missed the train but?"
"Ah well it's moon night so," He said trailing off a little and I knew well and good that it was a touchy subject for him, he hated that side of himself. There wasn't anything you could really say that made him feel okay about it. He hated hurting people and bam he was as he referred to it a monster that could easily go on a killing spree or at least do some damage. Sirius referred to his werewolf side as a badass hot side. And I was questioning his sexuality. But Lulu was definitely proving otherwise.
"Do you want me to stay?" I asked a little nervously, maybe that was not the best thing to say. But hey it was me aka no idea when I should stop talking.
"Ah-"
"Sorry," I said cutting him off and putting my face in my hands. "that was-"
"It's fine, I just don't want to hurt you," he said softly resting his head against mine and lacing our fingers together and I felt an instant warmth spread through me.
"I chased you through a forest," I reminded him.
He smiled and pressed a kiss to my forehead, "Come on," he said leading me throughout the castle and to the Womping Willow, walking over crunching leaves as we stepped the sky slowing fading from oranges to purple and deep blues.
sss
"I love you," she told him once they were in the shrieking shack, realising once more just how true that was. Red well she wasn't the kind of girl that believed in love at first sight or falling for someone; even if that was accurate for them she literally fell on the guy, and had been falling head over heels ever since. Also fairly literally, the amount of times she had tripped over and he'd been the one to catch her. She shook her head, hating being such a cliché. But she was his, and his alone.
"I love you to," Remus told her leaning in to kiss her, kissing her with all that he had and she pressed back with as much power, his hand coming to the back of her neck while she traced hers up his chest and left them on his collar. But he broke it, far too quickly for her "How was I the one to get you?"
Red shrugged, a thing she greatly hated her friends doing. Yet she shrugged all the same. "Barry, Tom, Prosper," he said listening the three short relationships if you could even call them that.
"Because there not you," She whispered looking up into his ocean eyes and closing the gap between them and drawing her slender body closer to his. There was heat, pure passion.
"Red," Remus practically groaned into her mouth make her whimper as he pushed against the wall of the shack causing dirt particles to fall from the roof and around the pair. Red ran her fingers through his silky brown hair and wrapped her arms tightly around him as he repositioned her legs around to his waist. Running a hand down the spine while the other was gripping her ass tightly.
Remus broke the kiss looking up at her due to their new position, she was gasping for air but he was looking at her they way he did that she knew she was gone. He had her, but she wasn't sure why he had stopped, though figuring it out quite fast she nodded and tugged on his tie pulling him right back to her. Remus took this new information and moved across the room laying her down onto of a broken piano, his hand moving up and down her thigh while the other lightly tugging on her hair. His lips were mapping out her chest, his kiss soft to start and then grazing his teeth down towards her breasts. Causing her to scratch her nails down his surprisingly toned back and rock her hips against him making him grip her tighter as a soft moan escape her lips.
Remus had began to work the buttons of her top and she was finding it entirely unfair that she was now laying there her skirt up around her waist and her now nearly exposed chest leaving just the black lace bra on. So Red made the next move arching her back into the kiss he pressed against her chest and brought his face back to hers, biting down on his lower lip making him groan.
"You're absolutely beautiful," he whispered making her eyes flutter shut.
"You're not so bad yourself," she smiled taking in his lean figure, despite being a book worm and one to mostly stay on the sidelines Remus was fairly toned. Maybe it was the werewolf factor? Remus smiled leaning back into kiss her, running his hand up her thigh and to her back, pressing small kisses down her jaw line and neck.
Without warning Red pushed Remus off of her and switched their positions, straddling his waist and rocking against them, her hands moving down from behind his neck and down his chest beginning to unbuckle his belt. Lowering herself down and tracing down his chest with her lips and tongue, causing him to let out a moan when she reach the brim of his boxers. Remus pulled her back up towards him; tugging her in close and kissing down from her navel and back up again. Red pressed her pelvis back against Remus' scratching her nails down his back that was likely to leave marks later.
Ssss
"Should I leave?" I asked a little awkwardly buttoning up the shirt I knew was his. But I asked a little too late, or time just happened to really get away from us. Remus was crying out in pain as his whole body shifted and enlarged into a wolf like state. This was technically the first time I was here dealing with this, the guys did it a fair bit but the changing was always something he did alone. His head had kinked to the side and he let out a growl, standing up on his hind legs and teether bared out. He was hunched over ready to attack, and I reminded myself I was the only one in the room. And I didn't exactly have an animal alter ego. I
"Ok Re, calm down its cool," I said wanted to immediately slap myself, it was not my best choice of words though in farness I was quite freaked out. It wasn't like the time in the forest, I was able to run before. Now I was trapped up against a wall. Werewolves didn't have control over their actions when they turned, "Rem," I said putting my hands up and in front of myself trying to keep some distance between us.
It made sense to me now, why he always wanted me away when it was the full moon, why he felt better when it was just the guys and they were exactly human at the time. He lunged forwards and all I could do was close my eyes tightly, and then there was a crash. Like something big and heavy and fallen. Slowly opening just one eye Remus or I guess the werewolf version of him was just standing there eyes transfixed on my hands. Opening both eyes I looked down, he was transfixed by the flames on my palms that I didn't know I had caused.
"That's not weird," I said more to myself. When we learnt about werewolves and animagi, there was nothing on the records about fire and after I found out my boyfriend part time howled at the moon still nothing on the fire front. So in other words just another thing thing I could add to my list about how much of a freak I was.
So I'm not sure why I didn't actually write this in third person, but I never write in first but too late to change even if I did a small bit in third but needed to be done. But I refuse to be an annoying twat and randomly change. So just that one time J
