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an: This was written over two years ago, and I'd lost interest in it until I finished OotP (damn, that's a good book!!!). Anyway, I fixed some spelling mistakes, but that's about it. I didn't know there was already a 'Bella' until I read OotP, so I obviously don't mean her to be the same one. There are of course a few little details that aren't quite right, but only those that I made before reading OotP. Anyway, enjoy!
(¯`'·.¸(¯`'·.¸¸.·'´¯)¸.·'´¯) ---- Chapter One ---- (_¸.·'´(_¸.·'´`'·.¸_)`'·.¸_)
Across the lake a light autumn breeze blew, making the glassy surface ripple gently. The new moon's reflection distorted flimsily with each tiny wave. Remus turned his face towards the large silver globe and smiled. Ever its terror inflicting moonbeams could not distract his mind tonight, for tonight he was meeting the girl who had entrapped his heart beyond even his own wildest dreams.
Love....Remus had never imagined such an overwhelming emotion could ever exist between two human beings. It was hard for him to keep a relationship with his curse and the stigma that surrounded it. He'd had a few girlfriends, but they'd never lasted longer than a few months. The full moon made sure of that. But now...now none of that mattered.
He glanced at his watch - the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with would be before him in just a few more minutes. He had almost given up hope of ever finding a soul mate. Soul mate. Even thinking the words made goose bumps run down his spine.
"She has this affect on me and I don't even know who she is yet..." he thought meekly. He was used to having no control over his formations, but he'd always managed to keep his emotions under his control. But now...now he wasn't sure what was happening, though, quite frankly, he didn't give a damn. He'd never known such a feeling of ecstasy in his entire life, and he wasn't going to let go because of some childish fears. He was 16 now, and old enough to know when he was being silly and when it was real.
His hand ran over the smooth boulder upon which he sat, his mind racing over who the mystery girl could be. He wondered if it was one of Lily's friends - they often hung around with his gang when Lily and James were together. And they were *always* together. He hoped it was Jennie, he loved her playful eyes and quick wit, though Alice was sweet with a cute smile. Then again, for all he knew, she could be some Slytherin twit, or some idiot playing a horrible tick on him...
No. The letter's he'd been replying to over the last few months had been genuine. He knew that much. And that she was in his year level, even in some of his classes because she'd once congratulated him on a Defence Against the Dark Arts test result...but he'd topped the class and figured any house could have found out about that.
He'd try to figure it out who the mysterious writer was by the delivery owls, but there had to be a hundred school owls with the same mottled-brown feathers that it was impossible to trace. Although the owls had made him almost sure it was one of Lily's friends, as she'd often receive strange notes she'd never let anyone see, too. He shuddered to think if this girl had been passing on the notes to Lil...he'd exposed some of his deepest secrets to this person, things he'd never want another soul to know. For some strange reason he felt comfortable with this person, and writing down his darkest thoughts for this girl to read seemed to come like a second nature. He wrote to her about being a werewolf, his happiness with the marauders, and how he feared what the rest of the school thought of him. She'd told him not to worry, that the people who mattered most would never leave his side, as she never would. He'd laughed at that one - for all he knew she'd never been by his side. Physically, anyway. But never the less, she'd helped him through some of the toughest times of his life, and, he hoped, he'd done the same.
North Star, as she'd mysteriously signed her letters, had been going through troubles of her own. She said she could never tell her friends about how much it really did hurt to be teased about her muggle upbringing, or how she felt she had to live up to every witch and wizard's expectations to fit into the magical world. While the fact that she was muggle-born may have helped him normally, there was an abnormally large number of muggle- born girls in his year that this was as helpful as knowing her hair colour.
But figuring out the clues didn't really matter that much to him. It seemed they both had trouble fitting in, and would often exchange tear-stained parchments. But those times had now come to an end. In her last letter she'd told him she wanted to reveal her true identity. He still remembered her exact words..."I think I'm falling in love with you, Remus. Please don't be mad. We need to meet. I will be at the lake tonight at 9, please be there" Heh. He'd laughed at that one, too. Why would he ever be mad when the girl shared his feelings?
After receiving the letter at breakfast he'd been nervous. Really nervous. He guessed it showed, because both James and Sirius had asked what was wrong. He just told them he'd had a bad transformation last full moon, and neither pressed on. He never told them about the letters, making excuses every time he untied a parchment from the school owl's leg. Maybe one day he'd tell them, but not today, not when he was so close to finding out who his enchanting girl was.
It was around lunch time when the flip-flops in his stomach had subsided and excitement had set in. Finally...finally after all these months he'd be meeting her. HER...his wondrous quill-friendly girl. At dinner he'd decided he didn't even care if she *was* a slytherin - her letters had been a radiant star in his often dark sky. Her letters meant more than any house or class boundary. His eyes darted up to the huge black sky above, as he absent-mindedly searched for the brightest sparkle...
"Searching for the North Star?" a silky voice whispered from behind him. He jumped and swung around, but instead of his mysterious letter writer his best friend's girlfriend stood before him.
"Don't do that, Lily - you scared me."
"Sorry, Remmy" she whispered sheepishly, sitting down beside him. As she did the impact of her words hit him...hard.
"Um...Lil, what did you mean by "North Star"?
"Exactly that." He tried to read her mischievous smile, but failed once again. He'd known the girl since his first year, but she had a thousand smiles and every single one had a different meaning, though he was sure he'd never seen this one before.
"What - You know about the letters?" Her smile lingered, her lips didn't move. "Lily, don't be cruel - if you know who she is, you have to tell me!"
Her smile faulted, and her cheeks turned a deep red. Remus's heart skipped a beat, and his whole body seemed to be a big blob of jelly. She wasn't...she didn't mean...she couldn't be...
"Remus," Lily began, before she paused again, as if trying to find the right words. Her piercing green eyes locked with his deep blue ones and his heart was beating faster, he was sure, than it had in his entire life. He didn't know if he wanted her to continue or not, scared of what she might say, but before she had a chance to continue Remus leant forward and gently kissed her.
To be continued...
an: Ouuuu! ahhhhhh! It just prooves that you can't fight the moonlight! I know that's so clique, but I couldn't help myself. The phrase, not he story (Actually, I don't think I've ever read another rem-lil fic...). Anyway, I hope you enjoyed, and sorry again for all the mistakes!!! If you'd like to see the next part let me know & I'll write it for ya! :)
an: This was written over two years ago, and I'd lost interest in it until I finished OotP (damn, that's a good book!!!). Anyway, I fixed some spelling mistakes, but that's about it. I didn't know there was already a 'Bella' until I read OotP, so I obviously don't mean her to be the same one. There are of course a few little details that aren't quite right, but only those that I made before reading OotP. Anyway, enjoy!
(¯`'·.¸(¯`'·.¸¸.·'´¯)¸.·'´¯) ---- Chapter One ---- (_¸.·'´(_¸.·'´`'·.¸_)`'·.¸_)
Across the lake a light autumn breeze blew, making the glassy surface ripple gently. The new moon's reflection distorted flimsily with each tiny wave. Remus turned his face towards the large silver globe and smiled. Ever its terror inflicting moonbeams could not distract his mind tonight, for tonight he was meeting the girl who had entrapped his heart beyond even his own wildest dreams.
Love....Remus had never imagined such an overwhelming emotion could ever exist between two human beings. It was hard for him to keep a relationship with his curse and the stigma that surrounded it. He'd had a few girlfriends, but they'd never lasted longer than a few months. The full moon made sure of that. But now...now none of that mattered.
He glanced at his watch - the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with would be before him in just a few more minutes. He had almost given up hope of ever finding a soul mate. Soul mate. Even thinking the words made goose bumps run down his spine.
"She has this affect on me and I don't even know who she is yet..." he thought meekly. He was used to having no control over his formations, but he'd always managed to keep his emotions under his control. But now...now he wasn't sure what was happening, though, quite frankly, he didn't give a damn. He'd never known such a feeling of ecstasy in his entire life, and he wasn't going to let go because of some childish fears. He was 16 now, and old enough to know when he was being silly and when it was real.
His hand ran over the smooth boulder upon which he sat, his mind racing over who the mystery girl could be. He wondered if it was one of Lily's friends - they often hung around with his gang when Lily and James were together. And they were *always* together. He hoped it was Jennie, he loved her playful eyes and quick wit, though Alice was sweet with a cute smile. Then again, for all he knew, she could be some Slytherin twit, or some idiot playing a horrible tick on him...
No. The letter's he'd been replying to over the last few months had been genuine. He knew that much. And that she was in his year level, even in some of his classes because she'd once congratulated him on a Defence Against the Dark Arts test result...but he'd topped the class and figured any house could have found out about that.
He'd try to figure it out who the mysterious writer was by the delivery owls, but there had to be a hundred school owls with the same mottled-brown feathers that it was impossible to trace. Although the owls had made him almost sure it was one of Lily's friends, as she'd often receive strange notes she'd never let anyone see, too. He shuddered to think if this girl had been passing on the notes to Lil...he'd exposed some of his deepest secrets to this person, things he'd never want another soul to know. For some strange reason he felt comfortable with this person, and writing down his darkest thoughts for this girl to read seemed to come like a second nature. He wrote to her about being a werewolf, his happiness with the marauders, and how he feared what the rest of the school thought of him. She'd told him not to worry, that the people who mattered most would never leave his side, as she never would. He'd laughed at that one - for all he knew she'd never been by his side. Physically, anyway. But never the less, she'd helped him through some of the toughest times of his life, and, he hoped, he'd done the same.
North Star, as she'd mysteriously signed her letters, had been going through troubles of her own. She said she could never tell her friends about how much it really did hurt to be teased about her muggle upbringing, or how she felt she had to live up to every witch and wizard's expectations to fit into the magical world. While the fact that she was muggle-born may have helped him normally, there was an abnormally large number of muggle- born girls in his year that this was as helpful as knowing her hair colour.
But figuring out the clues didn't really matter that much to him. It seemed they both had trouble fitting in, and would often exchange tear-stained parchments. But those times had now come to an end. In her last letter she'd told him she wanted to reveal her true identity. He still remembered her exact words..."I think I'm falling in love with you, Remus. Please don't be mad. We need to meet. I will be at the lake tonight at 9, please be there" Heh. He'd laughed at that one, too. Why would he ever be mad when the girl shared his feelings?
After receiving the letter at breakfast he'd been nervous. Really nervous. He guessed it showed, because both James and Sirius had asked what was wrong. He just told them he'd had a bad transformation last full moon, and neither pressed on. He never told them about the letters, making excuses every time he untied a parchment from the school owl's leg. Maybe one day he'd tell them, but not today, not when he was so close to finding out who his enchanting girl was.
It was around lunch time when the flip-flops in his stomach had subsided and excitement had set in. Finally...finally after all these months he'd be meeting her. HER...his wondrous quill-friendly girl. At dinner he'd decided he didn't even care if she *was* a slytherin - her letters had been a radiant star in his often dark sky. Her letters meant more than any house or class boundary. His eyes darted up to the huge black sky above, as he absent-mindedly searched for the brightest sparkle...
"Searching for the North Star?" a silky voice whispered from behind him. He jumped and swung around, but instead of his mysterious letter writer his best friend's girlfriend stood before him.
"Don't do that, Lily - you scared me."
"Sorry, Remmy" she whispered sheepishly, sitting down beside him. As she did the impact of her words hit him...hard.
"Um...Lil, what did you mean by "North Star"?
"Exactly that." He tried to read her mischievous smile, but failed once again. He'd known the girl since his first year, but she had a thousand smiles and every single one had a different meaning, though he was sure he'd never seen this one before.
"What - You know about the letters?" Her smile lingered, her lips didn't move. "Lily, don't be cruel - if you know who she is, you have to tell me!"
Her smile faulted, and her cheeks turned a deep red. Remus's heart skipped a beat, and his whole body seemed to be a big blob of jelly. She wasn't...she didn't mean...she couldn't be...
"Remus," Lily began, before she paused again, as if trying to find the right words. Her piercing green eyes locked with his deep blue ones and his heart was beating faster, he was sure, than it had in his entire life. He didn't know if he wanted her to continue or not, scared of what she might say, but before she had a chance to continue Remus leant forward and gently kissed her.
To be continued...
an: Ouuuu! ahhhhhh! It just prooves that you can't fight the moonlight! I know that's so clique, but I couldn't help myself. The phrase, not he story (Actually, I don't think I've ever read another rem-lil fic...). Anyway, I hope you enjoyed, and sorry again for all the mistakes!!! If you'd like to see the next part let me know & I'll write it for ya! :)