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Stands for the parts of the book
Chapter 6: Reading Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
A few days later, Remus and Alexandra went shopping at the mall and this time, they were holding hands.
"So what did you get for Christmas?" Alexandra asked as they walked past a bakery.
"Um, well...." Remus started. "They are nothing special. So do you like my gift?"
"Of course. You?"
"The book is pretty useful. It will come in handy for my lessons." Remus said without thinking.
"You teach about vampires?" Alexandra asked, raising her eyebrows.
Remus felt like slapping himself. "No, I teach....err.... Literature." He lied and tried to concentrate on reading the title of a book on the display outside the bookshop.
Alexandra let go of his hand and folded her arms. "Remus, are you hiding something from me?"
"Huh? What?" Remus said, pretending not to hear her.
"Maybe I am just overreacting." Alexandra thought and held his hand again.
"Alexandra, hi!" A voice called and Alexandra turned around. "Hi Paris!" She nudged Remus and he turned his attention to Paris, who looked amazed.
"Paris, this is my boyfriend Remus and Remus, this is Paris, my best friend." Alexandra introduced.
"Oh hello." Remus greeted cheerfully.
Paris smiled. "Whoa, you look better in person."
Remus blushed. "Thank you."
Paris turned to Alexandra: "Do you like my gift?"
"Sure, I love them."
"Hope that you enjoy reading them." Paris grinned. "Well, I won't bother you two lovebirds any longer, bye~~~~" She sang and left.
"She reminds me of Madam Hooch." Remus said flatly.
"Madam Hooch? How do you know Madam Hooch behaves like that?" Alexandra asked in bewilderment.
Remus gulped. "I.....just know." He smiled. "So....what did Paris give you?" He asked as they walked into the bookshop.
"Two Harry Potter books. One is Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets and the other is Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban." Alexandra said cheerfully.
Remus stopped dead in his tracks. "What?" He whispered.
"Harry Potter. I thought you like him." Alexandra said.
"Yeah..." He smiled nervously and thought: "I'm doomed."
"Remus, Remus? Earth to Remus J. Lupin!" Alexandra said, waving her hand in front of Remus.
Remus blinked. "Huh? What?"
"What's wrong with you today?" Alexandra asked in concern.
"Nothing."
"You look awfully pale." Alexandra observed.
"I'm all right." Remus said softly. "No....Alexandra, I wish to go home. Can you go on shopping without me?" He asked and rubbed his temples as if they hurt.
"Oh sure. Go home and have a good rest." Alexandra said, smiling.
"I'm sorry that I can't accompany you...." Remus said.
"Your health is more important than shopping." Alexandra said firmly.
Remus smiled weakly. "Bye."
"Bye Remus." Alexandra said and gave him a goodbye kiss on the cheek.
***
Remus was lying on his bed with his eyes closed. He was totally confused and didn't know what to think. If Alexandra read "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban", she would find out about him. What is he going to do now? Tell her the whole truth before she read it? Or continue to keep his mouth shut? He groaned in frustration and buried his head in his pillow.
***
Alexandra smiled in satisfaction and closed "Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets". The book was great. Now for the third book.
She went to the kitchen for a box of cookies and back to her bed. She flopped down on her bed and opened her box. Then she flipped open "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban." and read. She laughed as she read; J.K. Rowling's books were great. Wonder where did she get all those ideas from....
"The stranger was wearing an extremely shabby set of wizard's robes which had been darned in several places. He looked ill and exhausted. Though he seemed quite young, his light-brown hair was flecked with grey. 'Who d'you reckon he is?' Ron hissed, as they sat down and slid the door shut, taking the seats furthest away from the window. 'Professor R. J. Lupin,' whispered Hermione at once.
Alexandra stopped munching her cookie. "What the...." She started. If she remembers correctly, Remus' last name is Lupin. She thought for a while and shrugged, tried to shake off the uncomfortable feeling and continue to read. "Maybe this character has a different first name, like Robert or Robin....but the character seems to be describing Remus..."
She read on.
'Wonder what he teaches?' said Ron, frowning at Professor Lupin's pallid profile. 'That's obvious,' whispered Hermione. 'There's only one vacancy, isn't there? Defence Against the Dark Arts.'
Alexandra put down her cookie. "Vampires seems to be under Defence Against the Dark Arts.." She said to herself slowly, remembering what Remus had said: "The book is pretty useful. It will come in handy for my lessons."
As she read on, the book didn't mention about Professor Lupin's first name and just when she was beginning to relax a little, she read:
'All right, then,' Black said, without taking his eyes off the rat. 'Tell them whatever you like. But make it quick, Remus. I want to commit the murder I was imprisoned for...'
Alexandra froze. Remus? She quickly took the Christmas card from Remus and read the bottom:
Remus J. Lupin
Alexandra gasped and her hands shook. No, it can't be! She snatched the book, flipped back and read page 253.
'You're wrong,' said Lupin. 'I haven't been Sirius' friend for twelve years, but I am now...let me explain....' 'NO!' Hermione screamed, 'Harry, don't trust him, he's been helping Black get into the castle, he wants you dead too - he's a werewolf!' 'Not at all up to your usual standard, Hermione,' he said. 'Only one out of three, I'm afraid. I have not been helping Sirius get into the castle and I certainly don't want Harry dead...' An odd shiver passed over his face. 'But I won't deny that I am a werewolf.'
She then flipped back to the page where she stopped and read.
'I was a very small boy when I received the bite. My parents tried everything, but in those days there was no cure.'
She dropped the book. Is it a coincidence? No, this is too familiar, and eerie at the same time. Then she remembered the odd actions that Remus made during the cinema. And Remus' colleagues. She got out of the bed, pulled out her drawer and rummaged around. She took out the photo that they took at the beach.
"Of course! Why didn't I notice it earlier?" She exclaimed. "They fit the descriptions of the teachers in Harry's world perfectly! Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Hagrid, Hooch, Pomfrey and Sprouts!" She put down the photo and breathed heavily. Now what? If all this is true, then Hogwarts, Harry Potter, Platform 9 ¾ , Diagon Alley really exist, and Remus is a wizard and a..a...werewolf!
But why didn't Remus tell her?
Is it because he thinks that she won't believe him if he tells her?
Or is it...
Alexandra sat down on the floor, didn't know what to do next.
Stands for the parts of the book
Chapter 6: Reading Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
A few days later, Remus and Alexandra went shopping at the mall and this time, they were holding hands.
"So what did you get for Christmas?" Alexandra asked as they walked past a bakery.
"Um, well...." Remus started. "They are nothing special. So do you like my gift?"
"Of course. You?"
"The book is pretty useful. It will come in handy for my lessons." Remus said without thinking.
"You teach about vampires?" Alexandra asked, raising her eyebrows.
Remus felt like slapping himself. "No, I teach....err.... Literature." He lied and tried to concentrate on reading the title of a book on the display outside the bookshop.
Alexandra let go of his hand and folded her arms. "Remus, are you hiding something from me?"
"Huh? What?" Remus said, pretending not to hear her.
"Maybe I am just overreacting." Alexandra thought and held his hand again.
"Alexandra, hi!" A voice called and Alexandra turned around. "Hi Paris!" She nudged Remus and he turned his attention to Paris, who looked amazed.
"Paris, this is my boyfriend Remus and Remus, this is Paris, my best friend." Alexandra introduced.
"Oh hello." Remus greeted cheerfully.
Paris smiled. "Whoa, you look better in person."
Remus blushed. "Thank you."
Paris turned to Alexandra: "Do you like my gift?"
"Sure, I love them."
"Hope that you enjoy reading them." Paris grinned. "Well, I won't bother you two lovebirds any longer, bye~~~~" She sang and left.
"She reminds me of Madam Hooch." Remus said flatly.
"Madam Hooch? How do you know Madam Hooch behaves like that?" Alexandra asked in bewilderment.
Remus gulped. "I.....just know." He smiled. "So....what did Paris give you?" He asked as they walked into the bookshop.
"Two Harry Potter books. One is Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets and the other is Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban." Alexandra said cheerfully.
Remus stopped dead in his tracks. "What?" He whispered.
"Harry Potter. I thought you like him." Alexandra said.
"Yeah..." He smiled nervously and thought: "I'm doomed."
"Remus, Remus? Earth to Remus J. Lupin!" Alexandra said, waving her hand in front of Remus.
Remus blinked. "Huh? What?"
"What's wrong with you today?" Alexandra asked in concern.
"Nothing."
"You look awfully pale." Alexandra observed.
"I'm all right." Remus said softly. "No....Alexandra, I wish to go home. Can you go on shopping without me?" He asked and rubbed his temples as if they hurt.
"Oh sure. Go home and have a good rest." Alexandra said, smiling.
"I'm sorry that I can't accompany you...." Remus said.
"Your health is more important than shopping." Alexandra said firmly.
Remus smiled weakly. "Bye."
"Bye Remus." Alexandra said and gave him a goodbye kiss on the cheek.
***
Remus was lying on his bed with his eyes closed. He was totally confused and didn't know what to think. If Alexandra read "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban", she would find out about him. What is he going to do now? Tell her the whole truth before she read it? Or continue to keep his mouth shut? He groaned in frustration and buried his head in his pillow.
***
Alexandra smiled in satisfaction and closed "Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets". The book was great. Now for the third book.
She went to the kitchen for a box of cookies and back to her bed. She flopped down on her bed and opened her box. Then she flipped open "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban." and read. She laughed as she read; J.K. Rowling's books were great. Wonder where did she get all those ideas from....
"The stranger was wearing an extremely shabby set of wizard's robes which had been darned in several places. He looked ill and exhausted. Though he seemed quite young, his light-brown hair was flecked with grey. 'Who d'you reckon he is?' Ron hissed, as they sat down and slid the door shut, taking the seats furthest away from the window. 'Professor R. J. Lupin,' whispered Hermione at once.
Alexandra stopped munching her cookie. "What the...." She started. If she remembers correctly, Remus' last name is Lupin. She thought for a while and shrugged, tried to shake off the uncomfortable feeling and continue to read. "Maybe this character has a different first name, like Robert or Robin....but the character seems to be describing Remus..."
She read on.
'Wonder what he teaches?' said Ron, frowning at Professor Lupin's pallid profile. 'That's obvious,' whispered Hermione. 'There's only one vacancy, isn't there? Defence Against the Dark Arts.'
Alexandra put down her cookie. "Vampires seems to be under Defence Against the Dark Arts.." She said to herself slowly, remembering what Remus had said: "The book is pretty useful. It will come in handy for my lessons."
As she read on, the book didn't mention about Professor Lupin's first name and just when she was beginning to relax a little, she read:
'All right, then,' Black said, without taking his eyes off the rat. 'Tell them whatever you like. But make it quick, Remus. I want to commit the murder I was imprisoned for...'
Alexandra froze. Remus? She quickly took the Christmas card from Remus and read the bottom:
Remus J. Lupin
Alexandra gasped and her hands shook. No, it can't be! She snatched the book, flipped back and read page 253.
'You're wrong,' said Lupin. 'I haven't been Sirius' friend for twelve years, but I am now...let me explain....' 'NO!' Hermione screamed, 'Harry, don't trust him, he's been helping Black get into the castle, he wants you dead too - he's a werewolf!' 'Not at all up to your usual standard, Hermione,' he said. 'Only one out of three, I'm afraid. I have not been helping Sirius get into the castle and I certainly don't want Harry dead...' An odd shiver passed over his face. 'But I won't deny that I am a werewolf.'
She then flipped back to the page where she stopped and read.
'I was a very small boy when I received the bite. My parents tried everything, but in those days there was no cure.'
She dropped the book. Is it a coincidence? No, this is too familiar, and eerie at the same time. Then she remembered the odd actions that Remus made during the cinema. And Remus' colleagues. She got out of the bed, pulled out her drawer and rummaged around. She took out the photo that they took at the beach.
"Of course! Why didn't I notice it earlier?" She exclaimed. "They fit the descriptions of the teachers in Harry's world perfectly! Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Hagrid, Hooch, Pomfrey and Sprouts!" She put down the photo and breathed heavily. Now what? If all this is true, then Hogwarts, Harry Potter, Platform 9 ¾ , Diagon Alley really exist, and Remus is a wizard and a..a...werewolf!
But why didn't Remus tell her?
Is it because he thinks that she won't believe him if he tells her?
Or is it...
Alexandra sat down on the floor, didn't know what to do next.