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//...\\ = thoughts
.:|Chapter Three|:.
Remus Lupin trudged down the path towards the Shrieking Shack, smiling sadly, thinking of what was going to happen. After two whole years of spending every single full moon with his pack (they went through Floo Powder each full moon during the summer to Moon Castell, Lupin's mansion named in his honour by his parents when they first moved in, to stay with him during the transformation), he had absolutely no idea what was going to happen today that the rest of the Marauders weren't there with him when he became the werewolf. Well, he would just have to content himself with biting and all that. No point in going back now - one, he couldn't, the moon would be up soon; two, he'd spent all that time reassuring Sirius that he'd be fine alone, he didn't want to have his ass laughed off when he goes back and asks for their company, and that would be too late, at any rate.
Coming to a dead end with a flight of stairs leading up towards a trap door, he climbed up the stairs and pushed the trap door upwards lightly, climbing into the Shack. He looked at his watch. He had a full ten minutes before the moon would shift to its full shape. He began undressing, taking all his garments off - it was part of the monthly ritual, it was to prevent his parents from having to buy a new robe for him after each and every single full moon, regardless of how rich they were. When he was free from all the clothes, he checked his watch again. Three minutes. Well, he had definitely taken his time in undressing. He lay on the floor, waiting for the change.
Exactly three minutes later, the change came. The agony was unbearable, he couldn't recall any transformation that had been *this* painful. He howled.
This is going to be a long and painful night.
*****
"We *have* to pay those Gryffindorks somehow," muttered Malfoy angrily as he paced the common room. The other five were scattered around the gradually emptying Slytherin common room, all of them looking grim and grumpy. The pink hair that had been granted them was charmed so that it wouldn't come off after at least half an hour spent in the Great Hall with at least three quarters of the school's population present, and it had indeed been very humiliating for the six Slytherins indeed.
"Of course we must," spat Snape, his eyes rivetting around furiously.
"Hey," spoke up Lestrange. "I heard that they have detention tonight. We can put something in their dormitory or the like before they return, which'll be around three or something. You know McGonagall never gives soft detentions."
"Alright then," finalized Malfoy. "Severus and I will go - can't have six people going all at once. It would be much too noisy. We'll go at twelve thirty, Severus."
All the remaining five nodded, then went back to their own work.
*****
Remus dragged himself through the halls, his mind, soul and body all extremely tired. This night, had, indeed, been terrible. Lack of his pack drove him insane - he had to resort to biting himself and scratching the floorboards, howling into the darkness.
//Just go on. Nearly there.\\
He urged himself onwards, towards the Gryffindor tower, where he would soon be asleep on a soft, feather bed. He lingered on, pushing himself, growing more and more dizzy all the time. He started to grasp the walls for support, stumbling along the empty halls.
//Nearly there. Nearly. Sirius'll be there.\\
The thought of Sirius gave Remus a new burst of energy. Sirius... the wicked prankster who had captured his heart ever since the first time he saw him. The wonderful smile, the happy cackles when the Slytherin fell for their pranks... Remus continued on, the thought of Sirius sustaining him.
His friends had never guessed his feelings for Sirius. Well, Remus was wonderful at keeping emotions to himself. He never let himself give Sirius even an extra glance when he's turned away. No - he didn't want him to know, for fear that he would loose his friendship. Sirius isn't that kind of person.
A crack in the floor that he didn't see made him fall over. He could already see the portrait of the Fat lady, but as his body came in contact to the ground, he let himself lie there.
So tired... so tired...
*****
Malfoy and Snape slipped through the Slytherin portrait, and made their way up to the Gryffindor tower. As they approached the portrait, Malfoy spotted something, or someone lying on the ground. He held out a hand to stop Snape from going on.
"Look," he hissed, pointing at the figure.
Snape looked, and his eyes widened when he saw. He inched slightly forward, then recognized the light brown hair and slender, fragile figure.
It was Lupin.
"Lupin," he hissed, still staring at the figure.
Suddenly, an idea came to both of their mind at once. Their heads snapped towards each other as an unspoken plan travelled through their eyes. Malfoy nodded.
And they crept, together, silently towards the figure.
*****
//Someone's coming.\\ The wolf in his mind tol Remus.
//I don't care.\\
//They're coming even closer.\\
//Let them come.\\
//It's Snape and Malfoy.\\
Remus stirred slightly, but didn't move.
//So?\\
//They could be dangerous.\\
He was about to retort, when two voices hissed in unison,
"Stupefy!"
*grins*
I know this chappie is kinda short, but I've got what I've meant for this chapter in. Want to know what happened? Wait for the next chappie!!!
Oh, and NO CONVO.
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