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REMUS & SEVERUS, THE LOSS OF DUMBLEDORE'S KEYS, AND POKEMON

By Silver Wolf





CHAPTER THREE - IN WHICH WE RIGHTFULLY DOUBT REMUS'S SANITY

"Now," Severus called, catching the attention of everyone who was talking. Which was just about everyone. "Peter Pettigrew, get your mangy butt over here so we can do the whole Pokemon thing!"

Voldemort took the Tickling Charm off Wormtail, so he'd be able to walk up to the two men providing entertainment.

Wormtail made an annoying little squeaking noise, but stayed put.

Remus began to growl menacingly. "Surely you don't want to upset me, Wormtail. It will end in copious amounts of pain for you."

Wormtail, the annoying little evil henchman he is, didn't move a muscle. Except for his heart and lungs and all that stuff, which is a real shame.

Remus turned to Voldemort. "I've got an idea, Voldie."

Voldemort frowned. "Remus, can you NOT keep calling me that? It gets annoying. Now, what is this idea?"

The werewolf smirked, and people began to wonder if he was entirely sane.

If you were to ask James and Sirius, of course, they'd tell you that their friend hadn't been sane since he began taking pills for anger management at age seven.

"Voldemort, if you order Wormtail to come up here and let me change him into a Pokemon, you and I will have a Pokemon Battle, using Wormtail and Harry here," Remus proposed, gesturing to the now rather panicked-looking Pikachu/Harry.

"Pika pika pi, pika pi pi Pikachu chu!" Harry protested. Remus seemed to understand him and turned to everyone.

"What Harry just said translates into; 'No way I'm going to let you get me killed, you can fight Voldie yourself if you want him fought'."

"Now Harry," Severus admonished. "Don't be such a spoilsport! We need entertainment, and YOU are going to provide it." He turned to the Dark Lord. "Well what do you say Voldemort?"

Voldemort considered his answer for nearly five minutes, and then he spoke. "First condition, tell Harry not to call me Voldie. Other than that...."

He turned and gave a truly evil grin to Wormtail. "I order you to go up there, Wormtail. Now. Or I shall order you to transform and let Nagini chase you around my Evil Lair when we leave."

Wormtail looked terrified. "Y-y-y-y-ye-e-ee-ee-ye-s-ss ye-es my Lord." He was so scared he was stuttering even worse than normal.

He nonetheless obeyed his Master's command, and timidly crept up towards the insane werewolf and the Potions Master who people were now also beginning to worry about.

Remus smirked evilly as his old friend stumbled towards him, and held out his wand. "I'm not going to bother with silly introductions, as soon as I transform this piece of filth you will see why. Poke-change!"

Wormtail changed into a rather ugly looking rat-like thing.

"A Ratticate," Severus said disdainfully. "Not only is Pettigrew a treacherous rat, but a rat is his Animagus form."

Remus grinned insanely at the Dark Lord. "Shall we battle now?"

Voldemort grinned back in exactly the same manner. "I believe we shall."

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James and Sirius were sniggering madly.

"Oh this is priceless!" Sirius crowed. "Bloody brilliant!"

"Remus may be insane, but he's got a wicked sense of humour!" James added.

Lily glared at them both disapprovingly. "I don't see what's so funny," she said huffily. "My son is about to go one on one with a disgusting little rat, and my son is currently an electric yellow mouse! How is any of that FUNNY?"

The two dark haired men glanced at each other. "It just is, Lils," James told his wife reasonably. "Peter. A rat. Rat, Peter. Get it?"

She sighed. "I got it all along, I just don't find it funny!"

Voldemort smiled at her. "Don't worry, I wont let Wormtail hurt Harry. I want to kill him myself some other day."

She grinned back at him in relief. "You know Voldemort, when you aren't trying to kill my son you're not so bad."

He laughed. "Even a Dark Lord can't be evil all the time!"

"You're right, Voldemort."

"Say You-Know-Who, will you!" Ron hissed from across the table.

Lily slapped him across the face. "No. His name is Voldemort."

Voldemort nodded. "She's right you know, my name IS Voldemort, and I'd appreciate it if you'd use it."

Ron was so scared by the Dark Lord talking to him that he fainted.