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A few weeks went by, and during that time, I was able to test my werewolf scarring salve on all four of my patients. I just knew it would work at a more accelerated rate than with just the treatment or the cure potion alone.
It was February prior to moonrise and I had everybody locked in their cells. January went like normal for all four no changes. When Remus arrived, I just knew something wasn't right with him. He looked agitated and stressed. I think the potion may wear off tonight. I just hate seeing him in pain. He said it would be ok if it did wear off, but I wish I could ease his pain. I knew in reality it had to be one day.
All is quiet, then suddenly, I hear Remus growl and scream from his cell. It scared the crap out of everyone. I checked looking in on Gen, Elizabeth and David. They asked if it was happening. I told them yes and they all looked sad. Gen started to cry hearing him cry out and howl in pain. Then it went quiet.
I looked in the window of the cell at Remus and he was fully changed. He growled and charged the cell door at me snapping and clawing. I stepped back and started singing to him a low slow evey calming lullaby or soft song I could think of. I started singing a song by Loreena McKennitt called 'Stolen Child' . It was by a poem written by Yeats, that she put to Celtic music.
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Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water-rats
There we've hid our faery vats
Full of berries
And of reddest stolen cherries.
--
Come away, O human child
To the waters and the wild
With a faery hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping
Than you can understand.
--
Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim grey sands with light
By far off furthest Roses
We foot it all the night
Weaving olden dances
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight
To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles
Whilst the world is full of troubles
And is anxious in its sleep.
--
Come away, O human child
To the waters and the wild
With a faery hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping
Than you can understand
--
Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car
In pools among the rushes
That scarce could bathe a star
We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams.
--
Come away, O human child
To the waters and the wild
With a faery hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping
Than you can understand
--
Away with us he's going
The solemn-eyed
He'll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal chest.
--
For he comes, the human child
To the waters and the wild
With a faery hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping
Than you can understand.
--
(Written by Yeats, Sung by Loreena McKennitt)
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He whimpered and started to settle down then he started to go to sleep. I was humming and went to fill in the results in my journal. When I came back to his cell, he was up at the door looking straight at me, staring expectantly, molded against the barred window. It was kind of creepy because his eyes were not Remus'. I started singing out loud in an Irish tone again, in acapella 'She Moved Through The Fair'. It was slow and haunting and by my favorite Celtic musician/songstress Loreena McKennitt. (GOD I HATE THE BLOOD SPACING IN THIS PROGRAM FOR WRITING)
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My love said to me
My mother won't mind
And me father won't slight you
For your lack of kind
--
Then she stepped away from me
And this she did say,
"It will not be long, love
Till our wedding day"
--
She stepped away from me
And she moved through the fair
And fondly I watched her
Move here and move there
--
And she went her way homeward
With one star awake
As the swans in the evening
Move over the lake
--
The people were saying
No two e'er were wed
But one has a sorrow
That never was said
--
And she smiled as she passed me
With her goods and her gear
And that was the last
That I saw of my dear.
--
I dreamed it last night
That my true love came in
So softly she entered
Her feet made no din
--
She came close beside me
And this she did say,
"It will not be long, love
Till our wedding day."
--
(Published in 1909)
I sang everything I could remember from Lorenna McKennitt, like 'Dante's Prayer', 'Stolen Child's, and 'Lady of Shallot'. I gave him peace it seemed. Once the moonset occured I released everyone and asked Remus, without looking in the door window, if he was back in his clothes again. He said yes. I let him out. He looked thoroughly exhausted. I took him to a chair by my desk and patted him on his cheek and hugged him.
"Remus, I'm giving you the cure today. I want you to stay with us today and make sure you won't turn tonight again. Will you do that? I can have a bed and some food for you prepared so you can relax and sleep all today." I told him. He weakly smiled.
"Thank you Arianna. I would appreciate it. It's been so long. I forgot how hard it was." He said.
I had a tear slip down my cheek. "Your body acclimated back to its original state from not transforming for so long. I couldn't ease your pain and it was tearing out my heart. I started singing to you to ease your suffering." He smiled again.
"I thought I dreamed of someone singing. You have a beautiful voice." He said. I blushed. Severus entered right then.
"Yes, Arianna, you have the voice of an angel. I was listening upstairs all evening. I wish you would sing for me. I didn't even know you could do that." He kissed my head. I got up, unlocked my potion cabinet. I reached up and took a bottle of the Werewolfism Cure and handed it to Remus. He swallowed it down. I documented it in my journal.
"Severus, I hum all the time when working in the lab. I just never said the words out loud. I'll just have to start busting out into song from now on." I giggled. He smiled and rolled his eyes at me. I took Remus upstairs and put him in a room to rest before my observation later tonight later tonight. I needed a nap myself.
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I had woken up Remus before moonrise, walked him down the stairs and put him to bed in one of the cells and locked him in. He was so tired he went right to sleep again. I brought Gen down and started tests including the cellular deep tissue scan looking for any traces of the werewolf virus to see if it had been eradicated or if a dormant cell lay in wait to reproduce. There wasn't a trace amount in her it seemed. I sent her to bed and I got comfortable watching Remus. Vin came down and lay on my table in front me as I watched the moon set and time had passed. Remus slept through it all night. I unlocked the door and went upstairs to bed. Vin followed me.
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The next day we all ate breakfast together. I decided to get another ball rolling.
I wrote a letter to the Ministry of Magic, to Minister Crouch, and to Malcolm Alfred Davison, Head of Law Enforcement, to let them know that if I find out in any way now or in the future, that even one Wizengamot member took a bribe prior to any trial on any of the wealthiest death eaters, that I would pull my funding immediately causing the government to either go bankrupt or cause across the board slashing of paychecks by 35%. I stated that, facts are facts and fair is fair. I was not playing around with this issue
These people are to be held accountable for the proof of the crimes committed. The amount of money one has, should not be a factor in this conclusion of guilt or innocence. If Veritaserum is to be used on every single one of the accused then so be it. I will start brewing it if they need the stores for its use myself. Allowing these criminals to continue killing and causing the poisoning of our society to escalate, will be on their heads and in their hands. If you hold the position do it with dignity and pride in yourself, not for a paycheck or prestige. I said take pride in the fact you are saving lives in your society. I just hope it was enough.
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