AN This is my favourite chapter so far. I am really sorry that it has been
so long since I last updated but you must forgive me! I was suffering from
writer's block, then I was grounded, then more writer's block, and now
exams. Really you can't blame me. It's not my fault. The only reason that I
am updating now is because my parents are in Calgary and so my mom isn't
forcing me to study.
Chapter 4: A Different Moon
A sudden screech brought everyone to their feet. "What was that?" Sirius asked, his eyes wide.
"Wraiths!" Frodo cried, "Run!" The Hobbits and the Marauders all ran to the top of the hill. James pulled out his wand and Sirius and Lily followed suit.
Suddenly they saw five wraiths walking up the hill from all directions. They were surrounded! The wraiths came up the hill with agonizing slowness. Lily looked at James and Sirius finding grim expressions on their usually grinning faces. The poor little Hobbits were shaking with terror.
The wraiths reached the top of the hill and were circling the group with deadly intent. They seamed to be searching for something. The wraiths suddenly halted and drew their swords. Sam rushed forward and attacked the wraiths with is sword. His attacks were easily parried and he was thrown aside like a sack of potatoes. Merry and Pippin stepped in front of Frodo, ready to defend him with their lives. But they were thrown aside as well. Pippin hit the wall so hard that the poor Hobbit was knocked unconscious. Lily ran to him shaking him, desperately trying to wake him.
James and Sirius raised their wands to defend Frodo, it was obvious that these creatures were after him. Suddenly a distant sound caught James' attention. "Did you hear that?" he asked Sirius. A mournful howl sounded somewhere in the darkness. A cold sinking feeling fell upon the boys. "Moony," they whispered in unison.
While the boys were distracted so they wraiths attacked Frodo. The Hobbit backed away slowly but lost his footing and feel. Lily watched from her vantage point at Pippin's side as Frodo pulled the Ring out of his pocket and looked at it. Then Frodo put on the Ring and disappeared. It seemed as though the black things could still see him because they didn't even slow. The lead wraith stabbed at the air in front of it with a long knife. "Ai Gilthoniel a Elbereth!" a tortured scream pierced the sky. Frodo suddenly reappeared face down in the dirt.
Ad circumstances been different James and Sirius would have rushed to Frodo's side in a heroic rescue. But they had a fully gown werewolf on their hands. The boys were in their animagus forms and were doing their best to keep Moony away from Lily and the Hobbits. The wraiths had stopped their advance, puzzled by the new turn of events. One of them screeched and made a feint at the werewolf. Moony whirled and leaped upon the wraith. The wraith went down in a tangle of robes and did not get back up again.
Moony climbed to his feet (?) and turned to face the other attackers. The wraiths were confused by this new turn of events. They stared apprehensively at the new fighter. It appeared for all the world to be one of their own Wargs but it was attacking them. And it was winning. Within five minutes two more of the wraiths were snatched from their bodies, left formless wraiths to crawl back to their master.
Moony turned to Padfoot and winked. Prongs and Padfoot exchanged glances. Moony had complete control of himself! Now the real fun could begin. Prongs took his place at Moony's left, Padfoot at his right. The three stared menacingly at the Wraiths and to a synchronized step forward. The wraiths realized that they were hopelessly outmatched and fled.
Moony sat back on his haunches and bowed his head. There was a POP and Sirius and James were back in their ordinary forms. Pippin had awoken and was being tended to by Merry. Lily rushed to Frodo's side. "Frodo," she whispered. Sam ran up beside and stared at his master through his tears. Just then Strider made his appearance.
"Help him Strider!" Sam cried in despair. Strider rummaged through the dirt around Frodo and picked up a long black knife. Everyone gasped as the blade turned to dust.
"He has been stabbed by a morgul blade. This is beyond my skill to heal he need Elvish medicine." Strider said as he picked Frodo up.
"We're eighteen days from Rivendell. He'll never make it!" Sam cried.
~*~*~*~*~*
They had been running all night, resting only occasionally for James to rest (he was still recovering from the arrow wound). Everything was going fine, until the Sun came up. Moony started twitching convulsively and howled in anguish. Sirius and James watching their friend sympathetically, knowing that there was nothing they could do. Lily turned away, biting her lip to keep from screaming. A few moments later the worst was over, or so it seemed. Remus was lying face down in the dirt. Then he let out a soft moan and curled up into a fetal position.
James moved to Remus' side. Something wasn't right. "Remus. Remus we have to go now." James said softly. Remus didn't move. "Remus?" James called worriedly. He gave his friend a gentle shake and Remus moaned. Then Remus shivered as if suddenly chilled. His face was bathed with sweat. "Remus what's wrong?" James asked, now thoroughly scared.
"James, tua amin." Remus muttered. James shook his head in confusion.
"Strider! Strider come here quick!" James cried in desperation. Strider appeared at James' side a moment later.
"What is going on here? Who is this?" Strider asked taking in Remus' condition at a glance.
"Um remember that wolf that attacked the black things?" James asked, Strider nodded, not seeing what this had to do with the boy. "Well he's the wolf." Strider did not question what James had said, since the children had appeared the strangest things had been happening.
Strider placed his hand on Remus' forehead and quickly drew it back. "He is burning up! Sam get the athelas broth that I made for Frodo, we're going to need some here too." He called and the Hobbit scurried of to find it. "What is wrong with him? Do you have any idea?" Strider asked.
"No this has never happened before. Wait! I know! The moon must be affecting him differently. I think this is a different world than where we come from." James said thoughtfully. Sirius came to see what was going on. He saw Remus and the run faded from is face. He turned on his heel and ran to get Lily yelling and cursing the whole way. He returned a moment later with a very confused Lily in tow.
Lily knelt beside Remus and took his hand. "Remus," she whispered reassuringly, "We're all here for you. James, Sirius, and I. We're not going anywhere. We just need you to hold together for a few more days while we bring you to get help. Can you do that?" Remus nodded slowly wincing with the throbbing pain it caused.
Sirius came back, still cursing a blue streak. "You know this would go much faster if we had horses." He muttered. Lily's eyes grew wide and she grinned.
"Sirius what a wonderful idea!" She exclaimed.
"Well of course it is! It came from me didn't it! Um, what idea again?" Sirius asked, confused.
"Oh Sirius you prat! Weren't you paying attention in Transfiguration? Wait, never mind. I don't even have to ask that question. I was in the common room doing an essay on the ways you could transfigure rocks into various modes of transportation," she left the thought hanging, seeing if the boys were not as dense as she thought they were. Hoping they weren't. Several large stones found themselves in a pile in front of her. Sirius, however, was still puzzling it over. "Thanks James," she said as she worked. Soon there were four beautiful horses and another four adorable ponies pawing at the ground, anxious to get going.
"Nice work Lils," James complimented as he mounted. Aragorn helped Remus onto the horse with James as he was in no condition to be riding on his own. The hobbits took the ponies and Lily, Sirius, and Aragorn mounted the others. They were about to begin riding when they heard the sound of bells and looked back.
Sirius looked at James in confusion. "Santa Claus?" he asked. James shook his head. Sirius could be such an idiot at times. Well most times. Aragorn listened and the smile on his face grew wider with each passing second. An ethereal being on being on a beautiful white horse rode towards them. The pointed ears and long golden hair made him unmistakable to Aragorn.
"Glorfindel"
Chapter 4: A Different Moon
A sudden screech brought everyone to their feet. "What was that?" Sirius asked, his eyes wide.
"Wraiths!" Frodo cried, "Run!" The Hobbits and the Marauders all ran to the top of the hill. James pulled out his wand and Sirius and Lily followed suit.
Suddenly they saw five wraiths walking up the hill from all directions. They were surrounded! The wraiths came up the hill with agonizing slowness. Lily looked at James and Sirius finding grim expressions on their usually grinning faces. The poor little Hobbits were shaking with terror.
The wraiths reached the top of the hill and were circling the group with deadly intent. They seamed to be searching for something. The wraiths suddenly halted and drew their swords. Sam rushed forward and attacked the wraiths with is sword. His attacks were easily parried and he was thrown aside like a sack of potatoes. Merry and Pippin stepped in front of Frodo, ready to defend him with their lives. But they were thrown aside as well. Pippin hit the wall so hard that the poor Hobbit was knocked unconscious. Lily ran to him shaking him, desperately trying to wake him.
James and Sirius raised their wands to defend Frodo, it was obvious that these creatures were after him. Suddenly a distant sound caught James' attention. "Did you hear that?" he asked Sirius. A mournful howl sounded somewhere in the darkness. A cold sinking feeling fell upon the boys. "Moony," they whispered in unison.
While the boys were distracted so they wraiths attacked Frodo. The Hobbit backed away slowly but lost his footing and feel. Lily watched from her vantage point at Pippin's side as Frodo pulled the Ring out of his pocket and looked at it. Then Frodo put on the Ring and disappeared. It seemed as though the black things could still see him because they didn't even slow. The lead wraith stabbed at the air in front of it with a long knife. "Ai Gilthoniel a Elbereth!" a tortured scream pierced the sky. Frodo suddenly reappeared face down in the dirt.
Ad circumstances been different James and Sirius would have rushed to Frodo's side in a heroic rescue. But they had a fully gown werewolf on their hands. The boys were in their animagus forms and were doing their best to keep Moony away from Lily and the Hobbits. The wraiths had stopped their advance, puzzled by the new turn of events. One of them screeched and made a feint at the werewolf. Moony whirled and leaped upon the wraith. The wraith went down in a tangle of robes and did not get back up again.
Moony climbed to his feet (?) and turned to face the other attackers. The wraiths were confused by this new turn of events. They stared apprehensively at the new fighter. It appeared for all the world to be one of their own Wargs but it was attacking them. And it was winning. Within five minutes two more of the wraiths were snatched from their bodies, left formless wraiths to crawl back to their master.
Moony turned to Padfoot and winked. Prongs and Padfoot exchanged glances. Moony had complete control of himself! Now the real fun could begin. Prongs took his place at Moony's left, Padfoot at his right. The three stared menacingly at the Wraiths and to a synchronized step forward. The wraiths realized that they were hopelessly outmatched and fled.
Moony sat back on his haunches and bowed his head. There was a POP and Sirius and James were back in their ordinary forms. Pippin had awoken and was being tended to by Merry. Lily rushed to Frodo's side. "Frodo," she whispered. Sam ran up beside and stared at his master through his tears. Just then Strider made his appearance.
"Help him Strider!" Sam cried in despair. Strider rummaged through the dirt around Frodo and picked up a long black knife. Everyone gasped as the blade turned to dust.
"He has been stabbed by a morgul blade. This is beyond my skill to heal he need Elvish medicine." Strider said as he picked Frodo up.
"We're eighteen days from Rivendell. He'll never make it!" Sam cried.
~*~*~*~*~*
They had been running all night, resting only occasionally for James to rest (he was still recovering from the arrow wound). Everything was going fine, until the Sun came up. Moony started twitching convulsively and howled in anguish. Sirius and James watching their friend sympathetically, knowing that there was nothing they could do. Lily turned away, biting her lip to keep from screaming. A few moments later the worst was over, or so it seemed. Remus was lying face down in the dirt. Then he let out a soft moan and curled up into a fetal position.
James moved to Remus' side. Something wasn't right. "Remus. Remus we have to go now." James said softly. Remus didn't move. "Remus?" James called worriedly. He gave his friend a gentle shake and Remus moaned. Then Remus shivered as if suddenly chilled. His face was bathed with sweat. "Remus what's wrong?" James asked, now thoroughly scared.
"James, tua amin." Remus muttered. James shook his head in confusion.
"Strider! Strider come here quick!" James cried in desperation. Strider appeared at James' side a moment later.
"What is going on here? Who is this?" Strider asked taking in Remus' condition at a glance.
"Um remember that wolf that attacked the black things?" James asked, Strider nodded, not seeing what this had to do with the boy. "Well he's the wolf." Strider did not question what James had said, since the children had appeared the strangest things had been happening.
Strider placed his hand on Remus' forehead and quickly drew it back. "He is burning up! Sam get the athelas broth that I made for Frodo, we're going to need some here too." He called and the Hobbit scurried of to find it. "What is wrong with him? Do you have any idea?" Strider asked.
"No this has never happened before. Wait! I know! The moon must be affecting him differently. I think this is a different world than where we come from." James said thoughtfully. Sirius came to see what was going on. He saw Remus and the run faded from is face. He turned on his heel and ran to get Lily yelling and cursing the whole way. He returned a moment later with a very confused Lily in tow.
Lily knelt beside Remus and took his hand. "Remus," she whispered reassuringly, "We're all here for you. James, Sirius, and I. We're not going anywhere. We just need you to hold together for a few more days while we bring you to get help. Can you do that?" Remus nodded slowly wincing with the throbbing pain it caused.
Sirius came back, still cursing a blue streak. "You know this would go much faster if we had horses." He muttered. Lily's eyes grew wide and she grinned.
"Sirius what a wonderful idea!" She exclaimed.
"Well of course it is! It came from me didn't it! Um, what idea again?" Sirius asked, confused.
"Oh Sirius you prat! Weren't you paying attention in Transfiguration? Wait, never mind. I don't even have to ask that question. I was in the common room doing an essay on the ways you could transfigure rocks into various modes of transportation," she left the thought hanging, seeing if the boys were not as dense as she thought they were. Hoping they weren't. Several large stones found themselves in a pile in front of her. Sirius, however, was still puzzling it over. "Thanks James," she said as she worked. Soon there were four beautiful horses and another four adorable ponies pawing at the ground, anxious to get going.
"Nice work Lils," James complimented as he mounted. Aragorn helped Remus onto the horse with James as he was in no condition to be riding on his own. The hobbits took the ponies and Lily, Sirius, and Aragorn mounted the others. They were about to begin riding when they heard the sound of bells and looked back.
Sirius looked at James in confusion. "Santa Claus?" he asked. James shook his head. Sirius could be such an idiot at times. Well most times. Aragorn listened and the smile on his face grew wider with each passing second. An ethereal being on being on a beautiful white horse rode towards them. The pointed ears and long golden hair made him unmistakable to Aragorn.
"Glorfindel"
