Determined to know just what 'The Incident' was, and why Snape was so
agitated, the three friends had taken desperate measures.
Ron had broken in to Dumbledore's office.
After unlocking the heavily charmed-against-spells door with a hairpin, and dropping the now - useless disfigured object on the floor, he was looking through the files that recorded the generations of young wizards at Hogwarts.
*Lorens, Loratal, Lotus, Lozeck, 'Lu' ...Luna...LuSape...LuSape? No, I've gone too far. Hang on.... A - hah!*
Ron removed the file labelled 'Lupin' before sitting down in a chair ready to read. Suddenly his heart gave a jolt - footsteps! He slammed the drawer shut, tucked the file up his jumper, slipped on the invisibility cloak and made his way back up to Gryffindor Tower.
"Well?" asked Harry impatiently as Ron burst panting into the common room. In response, Ron dropped the file into Hermione's lap. Hermione opened the file.
"Look!" She cried in alarm. "Two folders! One of them's labelled Remus Lupin and the other one Canis Lupin. Which one's the teacher?"
"Must be Remus." Said Harry, frowning. "It said 'Professor R J Lupin' on his case, didn't it? Unless 'Canis' begins with an 'R'" He added, smiling. Hermione read the separate year reports.
"Canis is one year younger than Remus." She said, before turning to Canis' folder. "WHAT??? NO WAY!"
"What is it?"
"Canis' report stops in his second year!"
"So?"
"So! So that means he never came back for third year! He wasn't expelled, he disappeared!"
A chilled silence descended on the group before Hermione said in a small voice:
"I think we've found our 'Incident'."
When the other two had departed for bed, Hermione re-read the information about Remus' first year. There had been something there that the others wouldn't understand; that the others wouldn't want to understand. Her eyes rested at the end of the first paragraph.
"...sorted into Gryffindor after long pause by the Hat. Seems quite bright which makes up for his being a lycanthrope..."
Hermione's throat was dry with fear. She was beginning to learn more than she wanted to about the mild, kind Professor R J Lupin.
Ron had broken in to Dumbledore's office.
After unlocking the heavily charmed-against-spells door with a hairpin, and dropping the now - useless disfigured object on the floor, he was looking through the files that recorded the generations of young wizards at Hogwarts.
*Lorens, Loratal, Lotus, Lozeck, 'Lu' ...Luna...LuSape...LuSape? No, I've gone too far. Hang on.... A - hah!*
Ron removed the file labelled 'Lupin' before sitting down in a chair ready to read. Suddenly his heart gave a jolt - footsteps! He slammed the drawer shut, tucked the file up his jumper, slipped on the invisibility cloak and made his way back up to Gryffindor Tower.
"Well?" asked Harry impatiently as Ron burst panting into the common room. In response, Ron dropped the file into Hermione's lap. Hermione opened the file.
"Look!" She cried in alarm. "Two folders! One of them's labelled Remus Lupin and the other one Canis Lupin. Which one's the teacher?"
"Must be Remus." Said Harry, frowning. "It said 'Professor R J Lupin' on his case, didn't it? Unless 'Canis' begins with an 'R'" He added, smiling. Hermione read the separate year reports.
"Canis is one year younger than Remus." She said, before turning to Canis' folder. "WHAT??? NO WAY!"
"What is it?"
"Canis' report stops in his second year!"
"So?"
"So! So that means he never came back for third year! He wasn't expelled, he disappeared!"
A chilled silence descended on the group before Hermione said in a small voice:
"I think we've found our 'Incident'."
When the other two had departed for bed, Hermione re-read the information about Remus' first year. There had been something there that the others wouldn't understand; that the others wouldn't want to understand. Her eyes rested at the end of the first paragraph.
"...sorted into Gryffindor after long pause by the Hat. Seems quite bright which makes up for his being a lycanthrope..."
Hermione's throat was dry with fear. She was beginning to learn more than she wanted to about the mild, kind Professor R J Lupin.
