Friends of Old
By: Angelina Badali
+Chapter One+
-Werewolf and Company-
A young man, around seventeen or so, looked out the boarded up windows into the rainy sky. He looked tired, his eyes were sagging with lack of sleep and every so often a yawn escaped his mouth. He brushed his curly light brown hair from his face and looked away from the window, his eyes scanning the torn apart house before him. This young man's name was Remus Lupin, and his name said a lot about him. He had been bitten by a werewolf a while back and now at every full moon, he turned into a horrible wolf-like monster, hence the name Lupin. Anyway, Remus was currently attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and was in his fifth year out of the normal seven. The kind headmaster there, Albus Dumbledore, made certain that even temporarily dangerous students like this boy, could still have a good education. For this case, Dumbledore had planted a Whomping Willow and under it was a secret passage to the quaint little town of Hogsmeade where a house stood alone on the top of the hill and was claimed haunted. Every evening, when a full moon was to take place, Remus had been smuggled out and sent alone into the passage, where he could transform without any harm or scare to any of the other students until the full moon passed and he was just a normal kid again. In being just a normal kid, he had made friends.some very good friends in fact. When they figured out that he was a werewolf they studied up on a spell that would make you able to turn into animals. No one was ever supposed to know about this or how his friends had done such a dangerous thing to become an Animagus. Well, as you have probably figured out, he was sitting in his lonely house just waiting for a trickle of moonlight to seep through the clouds and find him through the cracks in the boards on the windows. He blinked as he saw the furniture that he had shredded in his terrible form and the scars he had given himself for having no humans to bite at. Yes, he knew that he was a dangerous creature and sometimes it worried him that if his friends didn't change fast enough into their animal forms, that he would hurt them, or perhaps worse. He seemed to perk up as he heard the opening from the passage to the house creak open. He pushed himself from his perch at the window and walked toward the door, looking all over for the source of the door opening. "Hullo? Prongs? Padfoot? Wormtail?" He said quietly, his dark brown eyes scanning the darkness. "Hello Moony," said a noticeably puberty-plagued voice from the passage. Remus smiled as he recalled his nickname (of course from being a werewolf) and his friend Peter's sadly still changing voice. "Hullo Peter," He said happily, glad that his friend had remembered to come. He helped pull the slightly overweight boy from the passage, and then helped dust off his bright blonde hair. Peter was a short boy for his age, definitely smaller than the tall, lean Remus and his other friends. To go with the short, mousy brown hair he had sparkling blue eyes that always seemed to dazzle with curiosity. His animal form was a mousy-brown rat with beetle black eyes that kept the same curiosity as when he was human. Thus, the nickname Wormtail that the group had so kindly bestowed upon him for the wormlike tail that went along with his rat form became permanent and part of their everyday speech.
"Where are James and Sirius?" Remus asked, knowing full well that Peter was a bit skittish without them being there as well. James and Sirius were his other friends that were Animagi and they became rather large animals, which did seem to comfort Wormtail a bit.
Peter snorted and said almost admiringly, "They are chasing around girls.they said they were going to be coming along soon. I sure hope so," He added quietly, a shiver running up his spine.
Remus looked at him sympathetically, silently wishing that they would come soon too because they were his entertainment for the evening. He patted Wormtail on the back and said with a bit of a laugh, "I wish you'd trust me more, Wormtail."
"I do trust you.you're just a bit scary when you're a humongous man- eating wolf." He said worriedly, wringing his hands.
Remus rolled his eyes subtly and went back to his perch on the window with Peter waddling behind him. They sat down and Remus went back to looking out the window, knowing that until James and Sirius came along he'd be bored out of his mind.
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"You know Evans," James said, peering over his round black glasses at a pretty young lady with flaming red hair, "You're so cute when you're angry."
He ran a hand through his unruly dark brown hair making it, if possible, even messier. His dark brown eyes met the girl's bright green ones as she retorted through gritted teeth. "Angry, Potter? Is that what you said? You haven't seen angry.and my name's not Evans."
James Potter was one of Remus's friends and was currently missing the big werewolf event down at Hogsmeade's infamous Shrieking Shack. He had had a crush on this girl for ages now and she kept telling him that he had the biggest ego and until he deflated his head she wouldn't even associate herself with him. Obviously he was ignoring this statement and his ego was as big as could be.
"Lily Evans isn't it," James said, circling her like a vulture eyeing a lion's fresh kill, "Or did I miss something over these past five years. You answer to it quite nicely."
She raised a pale hand as if to smack him across the face but thought better of it and patted him on the shoulder instead. "You should know, after the past five years of stalking me.and besides, I don't date vultures." She spat with mock sweetness as she pushed past him and exited the Great Hall, where the meals and assemblies took place.
He stood there looking crest-fallen for a second then looked back at a handsome boy sitting casually behind him. "Where did I go wrong, Sirius?" He asked sadly, his lower lip quivering mockingly.
The boy called Sirius chuckled and smiled sympathetically, "I think it's the part when you said 'hello, you're a cute one aren't ya' dating back to our second year." He laughed a bit then patted him on the back, "Sorry mate."
As I stated before, Sirius Black was a very handsome young man. He had dark brown eyes and shiny black hair that flipped out over his face making him look like he had an everlasting attitude, which he did. He seemed to have admirers of the opposite gender everywhere he went and he had an ego size that could challenge James's. They were both top ranking in looks and popularity and if you were seen around them the popularity would rub off on you for a while. Sirius had a bit of a dating problem as well, except instead of being hooked on the same girl getting no's every time, he flirted with about every good-looking girl in the year so, along with being popular he had the black mark on his record of being a player which possibly made him even more desirable.
James stuck his tongue out at his best friend foolishly then his eyes widened and he smirked. "Guess what we're missing," he said slyly, shoving Sirius in the ribs.
"To the tree!" Sirius said just as foolishly as James, pointing out the main exit. "Onward ho!" He yelled, pushing open the huge wooden door saying in James's ear as he walked past, awfully cruelly, "Lady's first."
James sneered and walked through the door, kicking up his leg girlishly as he went, fluttering his eyes at Sirius "Thank you sweetums," He said in a high pitched voice, pinching Sirius's cheek.
Sirius chuckled and pushed his friend along. "Come on now, let's go." He said, running down toward the tree. He stopped abruptly as he came almost in reaching distance of the willows huge, wildly flailing branches and looked back at James who was coming along behind him. "Wormtail isn't with us.how are we going to get in?" Sirius said, dodging a branch. Usually, when they went there, they had Peter who could become such a small animal that he could scamper past the flying branches to the knot that freezes the dangerous tree.
James looked wide-eyed up at the tree and his face fell. "I don't know.want to get a stick?" He shuddered and looked over at his friend who was staring at him looking like, 'yeah right.you want one so bad go get it yourself.' James muttered something and smiled at his friend who was now smiling back.
"Now there's a good deer.go fetch the stick." Sirius said mockingly, turning the tables. Sirius, when he changed, turned into a huge shaggy black dog and that gained him the nickname Padfoot. James gave him a hard time about it and joked by telling him to fetch his shoes for him so now it was James's turn to fetch. James thought he was so dashing because he turned into a magnificent stag so he thought he was better than the rest. Not better but.yeah, better works.
James snorted defiantly but walked over, carefully dodging any blows from the tree and got a long stick that had fallen off it. He brought it back to Sirius and said, "Go on, Mr. Oh-so-Brave.go get 'em." Sirius grabbed the stick and muttered something that was either a prayer or a hex on James that utterly failed then ran blindly through the tree and jabbed the knot with his stick making it freeze in place.
James applauded enthusiastically then Sirius bowed and they both went through the passage. They knew not of whether Remus had changed or not but they decided to take a chance and stay human. As they poked their heads up the end of the passage they jumped, hearing an unnerving scream and a crash.
By: Angelina Badali
+Chapter One+
-Werewolf and Company-
A young man, around seventeen or so, looked out the boarded up windows into the rainy sky. He looked tired, his eyes were sagging with lack of sleep and every so often a yawn escaped his mouth. He brushed his curly light brown hair from his face and looked away from the window, his eyes scanning the torn apart house before him. This young man's name was Remus Lupin, and his name said a lot about him. He had been bitten by a werewolf a while back and now at every full moon, he turned into a horrible wolf-like monster, hence the name Lupin. Anyway, Remus was currently attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and was in his fifth year out of the normal seven. The kind headmaster there, Albus Dumbledore, made certain that even temporarily dangerous students like this boy, could still have a good education. For this case, Dumbledore had planted a Whomping Willow and under it was a secret passage to the quaint little town of Hogsmeade where a house stood alone on the top of the hill and was claimed haunted. Every evening, when a full moon was to take place, Remus had been smuggled out and sent alone into the passage, where he could transform without any harm or scare to any of the other students until the full moon passed and he was just a normal kid again. In being just a normal kid, he had made friends.some very good friends in fact. When they figured out that he was a werewolf they studied up on a spell that would make you able to turn into animals. No one was ever supposed to know about this or how his friends had done such a dangerous thing to become an Animagus. Well, as you have probably figured out, he was sitting in his lonely house just waiting for a trickle of moonlight to seep through the clouds and find him through the cracks in the boards on the windows. He blinked as he saw the furniture that he had shredded in his terrible form and the scars he had given himself for having no humans to bite at. Yes, he knew that he was a dangerous creature and sometimes it worried him that if his friends didn't change fast enough into their animal forms, that he would hurt them, or perhaps worse. He seemed to perk up as he heard the opening from the passage to the house creak open. He pushed himself from his perch at the window and walked toward the door, looking all over for the source of the door opening. "Hullo? Prongs? Padfoot? Wormtail?" He said quietly, his dark brown eyes scanning the darkness. "Hello Moony," said a noticeably puberty-plagued voice from the passage. Remus smiled as he recalled his nickname (of course from being a werewolf) and his friend Peter's sadly still changing voice. "Hullo Peter," He said happily, glad that his friend had remembered to come. He helped pull the slightly overweight boy from the passage, and then helped dust off his bright blonde hair. Peter was a short boy for his age, definitely smaller than the tall, lean Remus and his other friends. To go with the short, mousy brown hair he had sparkling blue eyes that always seemed to dazzle with curiosity. His animal form was a mousy-brown rat with beetle black eyes that kept the same curiosity as when he was human. Thus, the nickname Wormtail that the group had so kindly bestowed upon him for the wormlike tail that went along with his rat form became permanent and part of their everyday speech.
"Where are James and Sirius?" Remus asked, knowing full well that Peter was a bit skittish without them being there as well. James and Sirius were his other friends that were Animagi and they became rather large animals, which did seem to comfort Wormtail a bit.
Peter snorted and said almost admiringly, "They are chasing around girls.they said they were going to be coming along soon. I sure hope so," He added quietly, a shiver running up his spine.
Remus looked at him sympathetically, silently wishing that they would come soon too because they were his entertainment for the evening. He patted Wormtail on the back and said with a bit of a laugh, "I wish you'd trust me more, Wormtail."
"I do trust you.you're just a bit scary when you're a humongous man- eating wolf." He said worriedly, wringing his hands.
Remus rolled his eyes subtly and went back to his perch on the window with Peter waddling behind him. They sat down and Remus went back to looking out the window, knowing that until James and Sirius came along he'd be bored out of his mind.
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"You know Evans," James said, peering over his round black glasses at a pretty young lady with flaming red hair, "You're so cute when you're angry."
He ran a hand through his unruly dark brown hair making it, if possible, even messier. His dark brown eyes met the girl's bright green ones as she retorted through gritted teeth. "Angry, Potter? Is that what you said? You haven't seen angry.and my name's not Evans."
James Potter was one of Remus's friends and was currently missing the big werewolf event down at Hogsmeade's infamous Shrieking Shack. He had had a crush on this girl for ages now and she kept telling him that he had the biggest ego and until he deflated his head she wouldn't even associate herself with him. Obviously he was ignoring this statement and his ego was as big as could be.
"Lily Evans isn't it," James said, circling her like a vulture eyeing a lion's fresh kill, "Or did I miss something over these past five years. You answer to it quite nicely."
She raised a pale hand as if to smack him across the face but thought better of it and patted him on the shoulder instead. "You should know, after the past five years of stalking me.and besides, I don't date vultures." She spat with mock sweetness as she pushed past him and exited the Great Hall, where the meals and assemblies took place.
He stood there looking crest-fallen for a second then looked back at a handsome boy sitting casually behind him. "Where did I go wrong, Sirius?" He asked sadly, his lower lip quivering mockingly.
The boy called Sirius chuckled and smiled sympathetically, "I think it's the part when you said 'hello, you're a cute one aren't ya' dating back to our second year." He laughed a bit then patted him on the back, "Sorry mate."
As I stated before, Sirius Black was a very handsome young man. He had dark brown eyes and shiny black hair that flipped out over his face making him look like he had an everlasting attitude, which he did. He seemed to have admirers of the opposite gender everywhere he went and he had an ego size that could challenge James's. They were both top ranking in looks and popularity and if you were seen around them the popularity would rub off on you for a while. Sirius had a bit of a dating problem as well, except instead of being hooked on the same girl getting no's every time, he flirted with about every good-looking girl in the year so, along with being popular he had the black mark on his record of being a player which possibly made him even more desirable.
James stuck his tongue out at his best friend foolishly then his eyes widened and he smirked. "Guess what we're missing," he said slyly, shoving Sirius in the ribs.
"To the tree!" Sirius said just as foolishly as James, pointing out the main exit. "Onward ho!" He yelled, pushing open the huge wooden door saying in James's ear as he walked past, awfully cruelly, "Lady's first."
James sneered and walked through the door, kicking up his leg girlishly as he went, fluttering his eyes at Sirius "Thank you sweetums," He said in a high pitched voice, pinching Sirius's cheek.
Sirius chuckled and pushed his friend along. "Come on now, let's go." He said, running down toward the tree. He stopped abruptly as he came almost in reaching distance of the willows huge, wildly flailing branches and looked back at James who was coming along behind him. "Wormtail isn't with us.how are we going to get in?" Sirius said, dodging a branch. Usually, when they went there, they had Peter who could become such a small animal that he could scamper past the flying branches to the knot that freezes the dangerous tree.
James looked wide-eyed up at the tree and his face fell. "I don't know.want to get a stick?" He shuddered and looked over at his friend who was staring at him looking like, 'yeah right.you want one so bad go get it yourself.' James muttered something and smiled at his friend who was now smiling back.
"Now there's a good deer.go fetch the stick." Sirius said mockingly, turning the tables. Sirius, when he changed, turned into a huge shaggy black dog and that gained him the nickname Padfoot. James gave him a hard time about it and joked by telling him to fetch his shoes for him so now it was James's turn to fetch. James thought he was so dashing because he turned into a magnificent stag so he thought he was better than the rest. Not better but.yeah, better works.
James snorted defiantly but walked over, carefully dodging any blows from the tree and got a long stick that had fallen off it. He brought it back to Sirius and said, "Go on, Mr. Oh-so-Brave.go get 'em." Sirius grabbed the stick and muttered something that was either a prayer or a hex on James that utterly failed then ran blindly through the tree and jabbed the knot with his stick making it freeze in place.
James applauded enthusiastically then Sirius bowed and they both went through the passage. They knew not of whether Remus had changed or not but they decided to take a chance and stay human. As they poked their heads up the end of the passage they jumped, hearing an unnerving scream and a crash.