Chapter 11
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
Rating: PG-PG!# (Or.out of all caps that's pg13.;-)
A/N: So where exactly IS Lupin? Well...after reading this you will know.
I walked toward a telescope, for once without Ashley. I looked in on the Weasley house. The entire Order of the Phoenix was there, or so it seemed.
Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione walked in the door, laughing and talking, but were silenced by the grim mood of the house. I couldn't hear what was going on. I didn't have the hearing, Ashley did.
All I know is the next thing I saw was Harry running up to Ron's room. He grabbed his mirror. This looked serious.
"Sirius Black!" my mirror called up to me. I pulled it out.
"What's wrong?" I asked, seeing the grim mood of the Weasley's and seeing his face.
"They've taken Lupin. Voldemort has taken Lupin."
He was very shaken up. And when I heard that, I looked toward the arched entrance. I was waiting for Lupin to show up any second, and the three faithful Marauders to be reunited.
"Is he...?" I couldn't finish my sentence, asking if he was dead. Harry knew hat I wanted to say, though.
"Dead? We don't know! We don't know where they're hiding him, and we need to know! Please help us, Sirius!" he was pleading.
"I'll do what I can. I'll try to find out where he is. After that I don't know what I can do."
"Just that will be good enough, Thank you, Sirius."
"Keep holding on, Harry. Don't give up hope," I answered. Then he put the mirror down.
I ran back to my room. My best friend, and Harry's only living connection to his father was gone. And who knows where?
I walked toward the bathroom, to cross over to Ashley's room. Then I noticed the door closed. I pounded on it.
"ASHLEY!!!!" I yelled.
She practically materialized outside the door.
"WHAT?! You know you could kill a person like that?!"
"Good News, Ashley," I said, remembering when we'd had a conversation like this before, "You're already dead!"
She grinned. "You remembered."
I nodded. Then she caught my expression.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Lupin...They've taken away Lupin...an Order of the Phoenix member, and my godson's only living connection to his father. We have to find out where they took him."
"What?!"
I sighed, and patiently explained. "My best friend was taken by Death Eaters. He's a werewolf, and we need to find him."
"Ok, I get that, but what does this have to do with Harry and Ron? And what is the Order of the Phoenix?"
"No time to explain the Order, but this will help Harry and Ron, now come on!"
She walked out the door behind me, and we walked down the hall to Nick's office.
"Nick!"
He smiled. "I was expecting you," he said.
"Ok, that's nice," I said, "We need to find someone."
"How have you been doing on your assignments, and in your dead lives? How close to second death have you come?" he asked, seemingly quite unaware that we were in urgent need to ask him something.
"Er-our dead lives are ok and not too close to second death," Ashley said, glancing at me.
"That's good. How was your last trip down?"
What was this, a tea party?!
"NICK, WE NEED TO ASK YOU WHERE SOMEONE IS!" I said, quite loudly, hoping he would get the point, and cut the friend-you-haven't seen-in-ages act.
"I was getting to that," he said, his eyes sparkling.
I swear he enjoys getting a rise out of me.
"Now, who do you need to find?"
"Remus Lupin," I answered.
He smiled. "I cannot find them for you, but you might try a telescope. They work wonders when you want to find someone."
I grabbed Ashley's hand, not even thinking about it, and I swear, as the two of us ran out of the room, I hear Nick say, "Finally you two," or something like that. I ignored it.
Ashley and I got to the first telescope, and I looked through it. I saw Harry, sitting in Ron's room, talking to Ginny and Hermione.
"This isn't gonna work," she said.
"Nick wouldn't have told us to do this if it didn't work," I pointed out.
"Well, how do we get him to show up?"
"I don't know from a box of Fred and George's trick Wands."
Ashley looked over at me with an arched eyebrow.
"Never mind," I said.
Then, her eyes lit up. She grabbed my wrist. "Maybe it's like the mirrors!" she said.
I hadn't thought of that. That actually made sense.
"Worth a shot," I said. Then I spoke, in a very clear voice to the telescope, "Remus Lupin."
The telescope went blurry. Then, as it changed scenery, I saw a very familiar landscape. A place that I'd never wanted to return to.
"Well, well," I said, "This IS interesting."
"What?" Ashley asked, confused.
I looked at Ashley and quietly said, "The Death Eaters took Lupin to Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place."
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
Rating: PG-PG!# (Or.out of all caps that's pg13.;-)
A/N: So where exactly IS Lupin? Well...after reading this you will know.
I walked toward a telescope, for once without Ashley. I looked in on the Weasley house. The entire Order of the Phoenix was there, or so it seemed.
Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione walked in the door, laughing and talking, but were silenced by the grim mood of the house. I couldn't hear what was going on. I didn't have the hearing, Ashley did.
All I know is the next thing I saw was Harry running up to Ron's room. He grabbed his mirror. This looked serious.
"Sirius Black!" my mirror called up to me. I pulled it out.
"What's wrong?" I asked, seeing the grim mood of the Weasley's and seeing his face.
"They've taken Lupin. Voldemort has taken Lupin."
He was very shaken up. And when I heard that, I looked toward the arched entrance. I was waiting for Lupin to show up any second, and the three faithful Marauders to be reunited.
"Is he...?" I couldn't finish my sentence, asking if he was dead. Harry knew hat I wanted to say, though.
"Dead? We don't know! We don't know where they're hiding him, and we need to know! Please help us, Sirius!" he was pleading.
"I'll do what I can. I'll try to find out where he is. After that I don't know what I can do."
"Just that will be good enough, Thank you, Sirius."
"Keep holding on, Harry. Don't give up hope," I answered. Then he put the mirror down.
I ran back to my room. My best friend, and Harry's only living connection to his father was gone. And who knows where?
I walked toward the bathroom, to cross over to Ashley's room. Then I noticed the door closed. I pounded on it.
"ASHLEY!!!!" I yelled.
She practically materialized outside the door.
"WHAT?! You know you could kill a person like that?!"
"Good News, Ashley," I said, remembering when we'd had a conversation like this before, "You're already dead!"
She grinned. "You remembered."
I nodded. Then she caught my expression.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Lupin...They've taken away Lupin...an Order of the Phoenix member, and my godson's only living connection to his father. We have to find out where they took him."
"What?!"
I sighed, and patiently explained. "My best friend was taken by Death Eaters. He's a werewolf, and we need to find him."
"Ok, I get that, but what does this have to do with Harry and Ron? And what is the Order of the Phoenix?"
"No time to explain the Order, but this will help Harry and Ron, now come on!"
She walked out the door behind me, and we walked down the hall to Nick's office.
"Nick!"
He smiled. "I was expecting you," he said.
"Ok, that's nice," I said, "We need to find someone."
"How have you been doing on your assignments, and in your dead lives? How close to second death have you come?" he asked, seemingly quite unaware that we were in urgent need to ask him something.
"Er-our dead lives are ok and not too close to second death," Ashley said, glancing at me.
"That's good. How was your last trip down?"
What was this, a tea party?!
"NICK, WE NEED TO ASK YOU WHERE SOMEONE IS!" I said, quite loudly, hoping he would get the point, and cut the friend-you-haven't seen-in-ages act.
"I was getting to that," he said, his eyes sparkling.
I swear he enjoys getting a rise out of me.
"Now, who do you need to find?"
"Remus Lupin," I answered.
He smiled. "I cannot find them for you, but you might try a telescope. They work wonders when you want to find someone."
I grabbed Ashley's hand, not even thinking about it, and I swear, as the two of us ran out of the room, I hear Nick say, "Finally you two," or something like that. I ignored it.
Ashley and I got to the first telescope, and I looked through it. I saw Harry, sitting in Ron's room, talking to Ginny and Hermione.
"This isn't gonna work," she said.
"Nick wouldn't have told us to do this if it didn't work," I pointed out.
"Well, how do we get him to show up?"
"I don't know from a box of Fred and George's trick Wands."
Ashley looked over at me with an arched eyebrow.
"Never mind," I said.
Then, her eyes lit up. She grabbed my wrist. "Maybe it's like the mirrors!" she said.
I hadn't thought of that. That actually made sense.
"Worth a shot," I said. Then I spoke, in a very clear voice to the telescope, "Remus Lupin."
The telescope went blurry. Then, as it changed scenery, I saw a very familiar landscape. A place that I'd never wanted to return to.
"Well, well," I said, "This IS interesting."
"What?" Ashley asked, confused.
I looked at Ashley and quietly said, "The Death Eaters took Lupin to Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place."