A/N: I'm not making a dime, do you hear me!?! It's all Rowling's!!
Hmm... Won't be much of an Author's note because I haven't received any reviews yet... *scowls*
~Milah
* ** * "I'll have a butterbeer, Madame Rosmerta!"
"And for you, pretty lady?"
"A glass of Chianti."
"Come on, Milah! Live a little!"
"You're up to no good, Remus Lupin, I can feel it..." I shot him a playfully dangerous glare. "I really think that you just want to get me drunk."
"What a horrible accusation, Professor..." He feigned a hurt look "She'll take a butterbeer as well as her Chianti." He addressed towards our server.
"Be right back with them!" Madame Rosmerta chimed.
"Do you remember coming here when we were younger?" He asked me.
"I do." My eyes were scanning the room for any sign of trouble, but all was quiet. For the most part, the older students hung around The Three Broomsticks. Younger students stuck to Zonko's Joke Shop, and Honeydukes. "Oh, look!" He turned to see where I was pointing.
"Professor Bellar..." Remus nodded courteously.
"Hallo Hinote. How's Muggle Studies going?" I asked my friend, and former housemate.
"Oh, it's definitely interesting..." She displayed a smirk that only a Slytherin could have carried off. "They were most interested in my tattoo. Most had never seen one on a person who wasn't a you-know-what..."
Her casual reference to the Dark Mark carried by Death Eaters was most uncomfortable, but I dismissed it. "No way! You showed them that?" How she had managed to show them the Slytherin Crest emblazoned on the small of her back, I'll never know. Maybe I didn't want to...
"I was doing a lesson on muggles' fondness for body modification. It was a class of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff seventh years, so I figured that they could handle it..." She shifted her weight. "I should really be going because I don't want to disturb your lunch." She nodded, and left the Three Broomsticks.
"You could be nicer to her, you know..." I snapped at him.
"I could, but why would I want to?"
"Because, Remus, I like her... If I have to put up with Sirius Black, you can deal with Hinote Bellar..."
"You've overstepped your boundaries, Milah..." He angrily glared at me. "Sirius Black is my best friend in the entire world." His voice was rapidly rising. "You have no right to down talk him, when you are guilty of the very crime that you accuse him of!"
"Shh.. Keep your voice down. You're making a scene!" I stared daggers at him. "And what crime would that be, exactly?"
"You accuse him of leaving, but let me tell you! I know the real reason you left..." He was fuming. I no longer tried to hush him. "You couldn't handle the hole that you dug yourself into! You couldn't deal with where your life had headed... Things got too complicated for your simple little mind? Rather than coming to me, you ran off! I was the one person that you should have gone to! I loved you, Milah!" Much to my dismay, he had the everyone in the bar listening to what he was saying.
"Fact is Milah, you lied to me... All those years, were lies! You were sleeping around with that greasy son of a bitch, and even became pregnant..." He threw his hands in the air. "Then you get hurt on the job, and I find all these people offering condolences... Do you know what exactly went through my mind?" He was seething with anger
"No. Why don't you tell me..." Maybe if I remain calm, he will...
"I thought you were dead! I thought that the one good thing that I had in this cursed life had been taken away." He stood calmly with his hands at his sides, "Then the nurse tells me that the baby is gone... Why didn't you tell me? You let me believe that it was mine, and then sixteen years after your mysterious disappearance, you show up. Out of nowhere, you just appear!" He put his hands on his head, as if he was trying to keep it from exploding. "I hear you talking to him again, and I find out the truth about you! I can't believe that... No, it's not worth it." He began to walk away.
"But Remus..." I grabbed the sleeve of his robes.
"You know what, don't talk to me right now... I'm not pleased with you." He tore himself from my grip, but I was quick. I stood from the chair and had him by his shoulders before he took a single step.
"No, we need to talk now. You've just created a scene in front of a tavern filled with students... We need to finish this now..." I growled.
"What would you like me to say, Remus?" I grabbed at my face. "I can't take my past back... If I could, I'd have stayed with you! I wouldn't have done many of the things that I did, but everyone has 20/20 hindsight!" He still looked furious, but the animalistic qualities that his body language displayed were slowly dissipating.
"Right, well... That doesn't take the salt from my wounds, Milah. That doesn't take the sting from my heart. 'I'm sorry' won't fix the fact that you cheated on me, and then lied about the parentage of a dead child... 'I'm sorry' won't fix the fact that you were a double agent for my greatest enemy..."
"Please, sit down so we can at least talk about this..." I buried my face in my hands.
"'I'm sorry' won't fix the fact that you were somehow involved with the Potters' murders..."
"How did you--? I did all that I could to help them..." We were speaking barely above a whisper. The crowd was still glued to us, but not so badly as before. If I had been looking carefully, I would have seen two dark figures in the corner of the bar sneering. I also would have seen a raven- haired student in glasses standing not five feet away, listening to every word we said. "I sent them many advance warnings. There was nothing else that I could have done!" Tears began to form in my eyes. "I did the best I could with my surroundings, Remus."
His expression began to soften, "I never meant to make you cry, I'm sorry." He carefully reached his arm across the table to touch my hand.
"No, non toccarme!" (don't touch me) I glared at him, "Non siete la mia persona favorita ora!" (You're not my favourite person right now) I jumped up from my chair and bumped right into the raven haired student. "Oh my... Harry... Just what did you hear?"
The horrified look on his face showed that he had heard enough. Remus stood in front of me, just in case Harry tried to take a swing. "Harry, come with me." He grabbed Harry's shoulder. "We can continue this conversation in my office."
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A/N: What do you think? I'll never know if you don't review... Check out a picture of Milah and check out my Live Journal as well! The links for both can be found on my author page.
Thanks to my fabulous reviewers! I love you guys! I'm going right into another chapter after this because the plot bunnies are running on their exercise wheel at a thousand miles an hour... Should be studying, you know! Damn rabbits...
Love from your Slytherin Queen,
~Milah
Hmm... Won't be much of an Author's note because I haven't received any reviews yet... *scowls*
~Milah
* ** * "I'll have a butterbeer, Madame Rosmerta!"
"And for you, pretty lady?"
"A glass of Chianti."
"Come on, Milah! Live a little!"
"You're up to no good, Remus Lupin, I can feel it..." I shot him a playfully dangerous glare. "I really think that you just want to get me drunk."
"What a horrible accusation, Professor..." He feigned a hurt look "She'll take a butterbeer as well as her Chianti." He addressed towards our server.
"Be right back with them!" Madame Rosmerta chimed.
"Do you remember coming here when we were younger?" He asked me.
"I do." My eyes were scanning the room for any sign of trouble, but all was quiet. For the most part, the older students hung around The Three Broomsticks. Younger students stuck to Zonko's Joke Shop, and Honeydukes. "Oh, look!" He turned to see where I was pointing.
"Professor Bellar..." Remus nodded courteously.
"Hallo Hinote. How's Muggle Studies going?" I asked my friend, and former housemate.
"Oh, it's definitely interesting..." She displayed a smirk that only a Slytherin could have carried off. "They were most interested in my tattoo. Most had never seen one on a person who wasn't a you-know-what..."
Her casual reference to the Dark Mark carried by Death Eaters was most uncomfortable, but I dismissed it. "No way! You showed them that?" How she had managed to show them the Slytherin Crest emblazoned on the small of her back, I'll never know. Maybe I didn't want to...
"I was doing a lesson on muggles' fondness for body modification. It was a class of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff seventh years, so I figured that they could handle it..." She shifted her weight. "I should really be going because I don't want to disturb your lunch." She nodded, and left the Three Broomsticks.
"You could be nicer to her, you know..." I snapped at him.
"I could, but why would I want to?"
"Because, Remus, I like her... If I have to put up with Sirius Black, you can deal with Hinote Bellar..."
"You've overstepped your boundaries, Milah..." He angrily glared at me. "Sirius Black is my best friend in the entire world." His voice was rapidly rising. "You have no right to down talk him, when you are guilty of the very crime that you accuse him of!"
"Shh.. Keep your voice down. You're making a scene!" I stared daggers at him. "And what crime would that be, exactly?"
"You accuse him of leaving, but let me tell you! I know the real reason you left..." He was fuming. I no longer tried to hush him. "You couldn't handle the hole that you dug yourself into! You couldn't deal with where your life had headed... Things got too complicated for your simple little mind? Rather than coming to me, you ran off! I was the one person that you should have gone to! I loved you, Milah!" Much to my dismay, he had the everyone in the bar listening to what he was saying.
"Fact is Milah, you lied to me... All those years, were lies! You were sleeping around with that greasy son of a bitch, and even became pregnant..." He threw his hands in the air. "Then you get hurt on the job, and I find all these people offering condolences... Do you know what exactly went through my mind?" He was seething with anger
"No. Why don't you tell me..." Maybe if I remain calm, he will...
"I thought you were dead! I thought that the one good thing that I had in this cursed life had been taken away." He stood calmly with his hands at his sides, "Then the nurse tells me that the baby is gone... Why didn't you tell me? You let me believe that it was mine, and then sixteen years after your mysterious disappearance, you show up. Out of nowhere, you just appear!" He put his hands on his head, as if he was trying to keep it from exploding. "I hear you talking to him again, and I find out the truth about you! I can't believe that... No, it's not worth it." He began to walk away.
"But Remus..." I grabbed the sleeve of his robes.
"You know what, don't talk to me right now... I'm not pleased with you." He tore himself from my grip, but I was quick. I stood from the chair and had him by his shoulders before he took a single step.
"No, we need to talk now. You've just created a scene in front of a tavern filled with students... We need to finish this now..." I growled.
"What would you like me to say, Remus?" I grabbed at my face. "I can't take my past back... If I could, I'd have stayed with you! I wouldn't have done many of the things that I did, but everyone has 20/20 hindsight!" He still looked furious, but the animalistic qualities that his body language displayed were slowly dissipating.
"Right, well... That doesn't take the salt from my wounds, Milah. That doesn't take the sting from my heart. 'I'm sorry' won't fix the fact that you cheated on me, and then lied about the parentage of a dead child... 'I'm sorry' won't fix the fact that you were a double agent for my greatest enemy..."
"Please, sit down so we can at least talk about this..." I buried my face in my hands.
"'I'm sorry' won't fix the fact that you were somehow involved with the Potters' murders..."
"How did you--? I did all that I could to help them..." We were speaking barely above a whisper. The crowd was still glued to us, but not so badly as before. If I had been looking carefully, I would have seen two dark figures in the corner of the bar sneering. I also would have seen a raven- haired student in glasses standing not five feet away, listening to every word we said. "I sent them many advance warnings. There was nothing else that I could have done!" Tears began to form in my eyes. "I did the best I could with my surroundings, Remus."
His expression began to soften, "I never meant to make you cry, I'm sorry." He carefully reached his arm across the table to touch my hand.
"No, non toccarme!" (don't touch me) I glared at him, "Non siete la mia persona favorita ora!" (You're not my favourite person right now) I jumped up from my chair and bumped right into the raven haired student. "Oh my... Harry... Just what did you hear?"
The horrified look on his face showed that he had heard enough. Remus stood in front of me, just in case Harry tried to take a swing. "Harry, come with me." He grabbed Harry's shoulder. "We can continue this conversation in my office."
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A/N: What do you think? I'll never know if you don't review... Check out a picture of Milah and check out my Live Journal as well! The links for both can be found on my author page.
Thanks to my fabulous reviewers! I love you guys! I'm going right into another chapter after this because the plot bunnies are running on their exercise wheel at a thousand miles an hour... Should be studying, you know! Damn rabbits...
Love from your Slytherin Queen,
~Milah