THE QUEEN OF MY HEART
A/N: Just so you all know, I tend to update quickly and only if I have review of my recent chapter(s). So please review and check up on my story often for new chapters.
Chapter Eleven: The Servile Crauwel
"If I were a evil professor in Hogsmeade, where would I go?" Remus asked himself as he and Lily walked cautiously down the street, looking for Crauwel.
"How about a joke shop?" Lily suggested.
Remus chuckled and then continued his contemplating.
"You're not even going to check the joke shop?" Lily asked, sounding slightly hurt.
"Really, Lily," Remus began, turning to her, "why would Crauwel be at a joke shop?"
"Why don't you ask him?" Lily challenged, pointing toward Zonko's.
Remus looked in the direction of her pointing. Surely enough, Professor Crauwel was standing next to the Zonko's. He glanced down the street and then started off in the opposite direction of the Shrieking Shack. Crauwel suddenly stopped, looking at his watch. Lily and Remus sprinted to a inset doorway. Remus peeked out at Crauwel. He jerked his bald head around, scanning for witnesses. For an instant, Crauwel seemed to look right into Remus' eyes. Remus backed against the door.
"What?" Lily asked, searching his face with anxiety.
"I think he saw me," Remus whispered.
Lily then peeked around the doorway. She turned back.
"He's gone."
"Gone?" Remus repeated.
Lily and James both stuck their heads out of the doorway. Lily was right. There was no sign of Professor Crauwel.
Remus and Lily walked out into the street. A soft dust rose as they slowly made their way to where they had seen Crauwel last.
"Where d'you think he went?" Lily asked, glancing around Hogsmeade.
Remus just shrugged.
"Dusty day, isn't it?" Lily commented, kicking the loose dirt.
"Dusty," Remus repeated, looking at the ground. "That's it."
"What?" Lily asked.
Remus crouched down and searched. It wasn't long before he found footsteps that seemed to be newer then the many other footprints. The prints led to a small alley next to Simon Crockstead's Variety Store. Remus pointed this out to Lily.
"Should we look?" Lily asked, her voice shaking.
Remus nodded, trying to swallow a large lump that was building up in his throat. Lily held out her hand. Reluctantly, Remus took it. They snuck to the edge of the corner. Remus looked at Lily, who stood right beside him. She crouched down. They both glanced down the alley at the same moment.
Crauwel stood near the end of the alley. He stared at the brick wall, anxiously tapping his fingers together.
A wind came from no where. Crauwel's robes swished and slapped in the breeze. Remus felt his hair ruffle. Suddenly, the brick wall at the end of the alley began to shine brilliantly, blinding Remus and Lily. A dark figure appeared in the midst of the blazing wall. As the person stepped forward, the light behind him went dark, just as quickly as one blows out a candle.
The man was very tall and less then muscluar. His cold grey eyes were suspiciously identicle to Crauwel's. His nose was quite flat for how deeply featured his face was. The way his cheekbones and chin were formed, he might as well been made out of marble. His skin was severly tanned and his flat, shoulder-length hair was jet black.
"Ah, Crauwel," the man cooed in a grumbly voice. "I am pleased that I didn't have to destroy you for not showing."
"Master," Crauwel kneeled, uncharacteristically servile. "I could never disobey you."
"That's very good," the man approved. "Now, Crauwel, I want Hogwarts."
Crauwel looked up, asking, "Why, Master? What is a school to someone like you?"
The man clenched his teeth and closed his long fingers into tight fists.
"I went to that school, Crauwel," he growled. "It's Dumbeldore's school and he will pay."
"You want the school just to spite Dumbledore?" Crauwel asked.
"Don't question me!" The man yelled.
"Yes," Crauwel began, touching his face to the ground. "I will help you get the school, Lord Voldemort."
Lily gasped sharply.
"I have a plan," Voldemort announced. "I can get my school."
"But what about Dumbledore?" Crauwel asked.
"I'll take care of him," Voldemort assured. "Make sure top be in your classroom on Christmas night. I will contact you there."
"Yes, Master," Crauwel said, keeping low to the ground.
The blinding light shone behind Voldemort again. Remus grabbed Lily's arm and pulled her away from the alley. They walked casually until they were a safe distance form the alley. Lily took in a sharp breath and let herself fall to the ground in a sitting position. Remus knelt beside her. Tears were willing up in her eyes.
"Lily?" Remus said softly. "Lily, it's alright."
"How can you say that?" She cried. "Nothing is alright."
"We can stay here for Christmas and-" Remus began.
"And what?" Lily shouted, looking into Remus' eyes. "Be heroic and save the school? We're talking about Voldemort. We couldn't possibly stop a wizard as strong as him. We're just students, Remus."
Tears dripped down her face. Remus wiped a tear from her cheek with his thumb as he looked into her beautiful green eyes.
"Lily, we can do something," Remus told her. "We can tell Dumbledore. He'll know what to do."
Lily nodded slowly.
"Oh, Remus," she began, sobbing, "I'm just so afraid."
"I know," Remus whispered. "Maybe some butterbeer'll calm us down, alright?"
Lily nodded and they both stood up. Remus put his arm around Lily as she laid her head on his shoulder. As they walked toward the Three Broomsticks, Remus caught sight of Peter coming out of Honeydukes. Peter gaped at them, dropping his bag of jellybeans on the ground. They must have looked positively incriminating. Even then, Remus was fabricating something that could explain it.
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As Remus, Peter, James, and Sirius were heading back to Hogwarts, Peter kept glancing at Remus, looking horrified. The sun was going down and they were nearing the front gate. Peter took Remus' arm and stopped him.
"Remus, tell me," Peter begged, "what is going on with you and Lily?"
"Nothing, ol' chap," Remus said with fraudulent cheer.
"I saw you two walking together," Peter mumbled dismally.
"To the pub, you mean?" Remus asked. "That was nothing. Lily was upset because she thinks James'll want to break up with her because of what she said to him. When a girl is feeling depressed, she just needs some affection. That's all it was. She needed to be cheered up a bit."
Peter nodded. He seemed to be buying it. Remus gave him a smile and they continued to the castle.
As they walked into the Entrance hall and began heading up the main stair case, James turned back toward Remus, looking perplexed.
"Mooney," he began, "I thought you were changing."
"Yeah," Peter added, just realizing the same thing.
"It was a false alarm," Remus explained.
"Has that ever happened before?" James asked.
"I couple of times," Remus lied.
"What on earth are we talking about?" Sirius questioned.
"Remus was having pains today," James told him.
"That's odd," Sirius commented. "Don't you have another week or so?"
"Yeah," Remus replied. "Weird, huh?"
A/N: Just so you all know, I tend to update quickly and only if I have review of my recent chapter(s). So please review and check up on my story often for new chapters.
Chapter Eleven: The Servile Crauwel
"If I were a evil professor in Hogsmeade, where would I go?" Remus asked himself as he and Lily walked cautiously down the street, looking for Crauwel.
"How about a joke shop?" Lily suggested.
Remus chuckled and then continued his contemplating.
"You're not even going to check the joke shop?" Lily asked, sounding slightly hurt.
"Really, Lily," Remus began, turning to her, "why would Crauwel be at a joke shop?"
"Why don't you ask him?" Lily challenged, pointing toward Zonko's.
Remus looked in the direction of her pointing. Surely enough, Professor Crauwel was standing next to the Zonko's. He glanced down the street and then started off in the opposite direction of the Shrieking Shack. Crauwel suddenly stopped, looking at his watch. Lily and Remus sprinted to a inset doorway. Remus peeked out at Crauwel. He jerked his bald head around, scanning for witnesses. For an instant, Crauwel seemed to look right into Remus' eyes. Remus backed against the door.
"What?" Lily asked, searching his face with anxiety.
"I think he saw me," Remus whispered.
Lily then peeked around the doorway. She turned back.
"He's gone."
"Gone?" Remus repeated.
Lily and James both stuck their heads out of the doorway. Lily was right. There was no sign of Professor Crauwel.
Remus and Lily walked out into the street. A soft dust rose as they slowly made their way to where they had seen Crauwel last.
"Where d'you think he went?" Lily asked, glancing around Hogsmeade.
Remus just shrugged.
"Dusty day, isn't it?" Lily commented, kicking the loose dirt.
"Dusty," Remus repeated, looking at the ground. "That's it."
"What?" Lily asked.
Remus crouched down and searched. It wasn't long before he found footsteps that seemed to be newer then the many other footprints. The prints led to a small alley next to Simon Crockstead's Variety Store. Remus pointed this out to Lily.
"Should we look?" Lily asked, her voice shaking.
Remus nodded, trying to swallow a large lump that was building up in his throat. Lily held out her hand. Reluctantly, Remus took it. They snuck to the edge of the corner. Remus looked at Lily, who stood right beside him. She crouched down. They both glanced down the alley at the same moment.
Crauwel stood near the end of the alley. He stared at the brick wall, anxiously tapping his fingers together.
A wind came from no where. Crauwel's robes swished and slapped in the breeze. Remus felt his hair ruffle. Suddenly, the brick wall at the end of the alley began to shine brilliantly, blinding Remus and Lily. A dark figure appeared in the midst of the blazing wall. As the person stepped forward, the light behind him went dark, just as quickly as one blows out a candle.
The man was very tall and less then muscluar. His cold grey eyes were suspiciously identicle to Crauwel's. His nose was quite flat for how deeply featured his face was. The way his cheekbones and chin were formed, he might as well been made out of marble. His skin was severly tanned and his flat, shoulder-length hair was jet black.
"Ah, Crauwel," the man cooed in a grumbly voice. "I am pleased that I didn't have to destroy you for not showing."
"Master," Crauwel kneeled, uncharacteristically servile. "I could never disobey you."
"That's very good," the man approved. "Now, Crauwel, I want Hogwarts."
Crauwel looked up, asking, "Why, Master? What is a school to someone like you?"
The man clenched his teeth and closed his long fingers into tight fists.
"I went to that school, Crauwel," he growled. "It's Dumbeldore's school and he will pay."
"You want the school just to spite Dumbledore?" Crauwel asked.
"Don't question me!" The man yelled.
"Yes," Crauwel began, touching his face to the ground. "I will help you get the school, Lord Voldemort."
Lily gasped sharply.
"I have a plan," Voldemort announced. "I can get my school."
"But what about Dumbledore?" Crauwel asked.
"I'll take care of him," Voldemort assured. "Make sure top be in your classroom on Christmas night. I will contact you there."
"Yes, Master," Crauwel said, keeping low to the ground.
The blinding light shone behind Voldemort again. Remus grabbed Lily's arm and pulled her away from the alley. They walked casually until they were a safe distance form the alley. Lily took in a sharp breath and let herself fall to the ground in a sitting position. Remus knelt beside her. Tears were willing up in her eyes.
"Lily?" Remus said softly. "Lily, it's alright."
"How can you say that?" She cried. "Nothing is alright."
"We can stay here for Christmas and-" Remus began.
"And what?" Lily shouted, looking into Remus' eyes. "Be heroic and save the school? We're talking about Voldemort. We couldn't possibly stop a wizard as strong as him. We're just students, Remus."
Tears dripped down her face. Remus wiped a tear from her cheek with his thumb as he looked into her beautiful green eyes.
"Lily, we can do something," Remus told her. "We can tell Dumbledore. He'll know what to do."
Lily nodded slowly.
"Oh, Remus," she began, sobbing, "I'm just so afraid."
"I know," Remus whispered. "Maybe some butterbeer'll calm us down, alright?"
Lily nodded and they both stood up. Remus put his arm around Lily as she laid her head on his shoulder. As they walked toward the Three Broomsticks, Remus caught sight of Peter coming out of Honeydukes. Peter gaped at them, dropping his bag of jellybeans on the ground. They must have looked positively incriminating. Even then, Remus was fabricating something that could explain it.
***************
As Remus, Peter, James, and Sirius were heading back to Hogwarts, Peter kept glancing at Remus, looking horrified. The sun was going down and they were nearing the front gate. Peter took Remus' arm and stopped him.
"Remus, tell me," Peter begged, "what is going on with you and Lily?"
"Nothing, ol' chap," Remus said with fraudulent cheer.
"I saw you two walking together," Peter mumbled dismally.
"To the pub, you mean?" Remus asked. "That was nothing. Lily was upset because she thinks James'll want to break up with her because of what she said to him. When a girl is feeling depressed, she just needs some affection. That's all it was. She needed to be cheered up a bit."
Peter nodded. He seemed to be buying it. Remus gave him a smile and they continued to the castle.
As they walked into the Entrance hall and began heading up the main stair case, James turned back toward Remus, looking perplexed.
"Mooney," he began, "I thought you were changing."
"Yeah," Peter added, just realizing the same thing.
"It was a false alarm," Remus explained.
"Has that ever happened before?" James asked.
"I couple of times," Remus lied.
"What on earth are we talking about?" Sirius questioned.
"Remus was having pains today," James told him.
"That's odd," Sirius commented. "Don't you have another week or so?"
"Yeah," Remus replied. "Weird, huh?"
