A/N: Ok, wow, I haven't written this story for a while. But I decided that it was high time I continued! And hey, I know my chapters are really short, and I'm sure this one will be no better. What can I say? I've just never been able to write really long chapters. But chapter six should be fairly long (compared to my others). Alright, now on with the story!
*NOTE * *sarcasm alert* Oh, yeah, haven't you heard? I've bought out J.K.R. and I now own everything there is to own relating to Harry Potter. Yes, I own the plot, I own the characters, I even own the rights and everything! *evilly cackles* Muahahahahahahaha! *laughs* Right, sure, in my dreams. We all know H.P. belongs to the mastermind J.K. Rowling (and the corresponding affiliates) and the only thing I claim is the plot of this specific story. SOTHERE! :P
The Black Night
Chapter 5-
Devising the Night
"S-Sirius! What-what do you mean? Stammered Peter, with his rat-like face contorted with obviously fake puzzlement.
"Oh come on Peter! You want to know what I mean? I mean that you only hang around with us because you're a wuss Peter, you want people around who can protect you!"
" What! That's not-not true!" Peter shrieked.
"Then why did you blame Remus for something you did? You know... you're not supposed to blame your "so-called" friends for things you've done! We would have never done that to you! Now Remus might be expelled, you hear that Peter, EXPELLED! And you're to weak to fess up!"
"But-but you know I didn't! Yes! James! Get over here! You know the truth, you know I didn't purposefully blame Remus, James you-"
"All I know," James said venomously, "is that you framed Lupin to get yourself out of trouble!"
"I hope you knew that if you didn't turn yourself in we would."
"Exactly Sirius. Now lets go." James responded.
"No! I'm innocent! Don't do this to me, I'm your friend!"...
"I don't know why I didn't figure out sooner what you were Peter."I muttered bitterly to myself in my cell. That scene happened when I was 17. Peter had stolen our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher's wand. Snape put him up to it. Why he listened to that idiot is beyond me. But our teacher found out it was Peter, but he blamed it on Remus who of course had nothing to do with the situation at all. James and me told on Peter, but somehow he managed to worm his way out of punishment. I should have known then that Peter didn't mind betraying his friends.
Ever since I found out Peter was alive I'd gone over that incident numerous times while also formulating my plan. I now had only one thing on my mind; escape. I absolutely knew that I had to escape and find Peter. In my mind there was no other alternative, even though the feat had never before been accomplished. I was either going to escape or die trying. And really, if I died it would matter much anyway. At least I'd be leaving this godforsaken place. Actually, death sounded like a pretty good alternative. The only problem was that I wouldn't be able to make Peter pay.
"Well, either way," I said to myself, "I could always haunt Peter until the day he dies."
Had I been capable of amusement, I'm sure the thought would have struck me as funny.
A/N: Alright... gear up for chapter six! (Probably) The last chapter! It'll be coming SOON! I just need to finish writing it and then I'll type it up. PLEASE R&R! Tell me if I'm doing well or if this sucks. Give me ideas for another story (though I am formulating one now, but ideas are good). Tell me if this should really continue on past chapter six. (Though I doubt I'll write more because you'll know what happens after it)
Just give me some feedback could ya? And a big THANK YOU to those who have already reviewed, you've either boosted my ego (lol) or given me something good to think about. Either way I appreciate it! (Especially the reviewer who called me the next J.K.R... I know for a fact I'm not nearly that great and never could be, but that's about the best compliment you could give! J.K.R. ROCKS!)
*NOTE * *sarcasm alert* Oh, yeah, haven't you heard? I've bought out J.K.R. and I now own everything there is to own relating to Harry Potter. Yes, I own the plot, I own the characters, I even own the rights and everything! *evilly cackles* Muahahahahahahaha! *laughs* Right, sure, in my dreams. We all know H.P. belongs to the mastermind J.K. Rowling (and the corresponding affiliates) and the only thing I claim is the plot of this specific story. SOTHERE! :P
The Black Night
Chapter 5-
Devising the Night
"S-Sirius! What-what do you mean? Stammered Peter, with his rat-like face contorted with obviously fake puzzlement.
"Oh come on Peter! You want to know what I mean? I mean that you only hang around with us because you're a wuss Peter, you want people around who can protect you!"
" What! That's not-not true!" Peter shrieked.
"Then why did you blame Remus for something you did? You know... you're not supposed to blame your "so-called" friends for things you've done! We would have never done that to you! Now Remus might be expelled, you hear that Peter, EXPELLED! And you're to weak to fess up!"
"But-but you know I didn't! Yes! James! Get over here! You know the truth, you know I didn't purposefully blame Remus, James you-"
"All I know," James said venomously, "is that you framed Lupin to get yourself out of trouble!"
"I hope you knew that if you didn't turn yourself in we would."
"Exactly Sirius. Now lets go." James responded.
"No! I'm innocent! Don't do this to me, I'm your friend!"...
"I don't know why I didn't figure out sooner what you were Peter."I muttered bitterly to myself in my cell. That scene happened when I was 17. Peter had stolen our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher's wand. Snape put him up to it. Why he listened to that idiot is beyond me. But our teacher found out it was Peter, but he blamed it on Remus who of course had nothing to do with the situation at all. James and me told on Peter, but somehow he managed to worm his way out of punishment. I should have known then that Peter didn't mind betraying his friends.
Ever since I found out Peter was alive I'd gone over that incident numerous times while also formulating my plan. I now had only one thing on my mind; escape. I absolutely knew that I had to escape and find Peter. In my mind there was no other alternative, even though the feat had never before been accomplished. I was either going to escape or die trying. And really, if I died it would matter much anyway. At least I'd be leaving this godforsaken place. Actually, death sounded like a pretty good alternative. The only problem was that I wouldn't be able to make Peter pay.
"Well, either way," I said to myself, "I could always haunt Peter until the day he dies."
Had I been capable of amusement, I'm sure the thought would have struck me as funny.
A/N: Alright... gear up for chapter six! (Probably) The last chapter! It'll be coming SOON! I just need to finish writing it and then I'll type it up. PLEASE R&R! Tell me if I'm doing well or if this sucks. Give me ideas for another story (though I am formulating one now, but ideas are good). Tell me if this should really continue on past chapter six. (Though I doubt I'll write more because you'll know what happens after it)
Just give me some feedback could ya? And a big THANK YOU to those who have already reviewed, you've either boosted my ego (lol) or given me something good to think about. Either way I appreciate it! (Especially the reviewer who called me the next J.K.R... I know for a fact I'm not nearly that great and never could be, but that's about the best compliment you could give! J.K.R. ROCKS!)
