Author's Notes: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! Because today is my birthday, I'm
updating all of my stories for this and my other screenname (Lyra Dogstar
(if I feel up to it, that screen name has 10 stories!))
Thank you to Kagome-leostargirl, Dara finVidya, Rabid Sirius Fan (I am one too, so . . . . . . . ^_^) Bell, and Diiardo for reviewing chapter 8, if I haven't done so already. Thanx to Black Candy, Dara finVidya, Bell, Kagome- leostargir, and Diiardo for reviewing my author's notes, cause it's good to know that somebody reads what I have to say, not just the story!!
I've decided there is going to be a slight flaw when Sirius "died", thanx for comforting me. . . . . . .. . . . . I was sOoOoOoOo sad when he died in the fifth book!*sniffles*
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Amelie sat on the edge of her bed when the door swung open. She aquired a hard, angry look on her face. She didn't feel like forgiving Remus for lying JUST yet.
"Amelie," Mike said. "I know your mad at Remus. But just think how he must feel. You really hurt his feelings."
"Good," she said, although inside she really didn't feel it.
Mike came over and sat down next to her. "You really have to try to understand his situation. Imagine living each day with the fear that someone you really care about will abandon you in a second when they find out that your body isn't quite human. It's happened to him before, and he didn't want it to happen again."
Amelie pulled her legs up to a cross-legged positing and stared down at her hands. She knew what Mike was talking about. But she wondered weather he realized that the reason she was made at Remus wasn't because what he was, it was the fact that he hid it from her.
"I really, really liked him," she said. "I wanted him to trust me, to be open to me."
There was a pause, in which Amelie glanced over at the dark-haired boy, and and saw him staring at his feet. She didn't want Remus to be hurt because of her. It wasn't fair. But she didn't want to give in so easily, because she felt weak.
As if he had read her mind, he said, "You have a strong will Amelie, but I know that you have grown a soft spot where Remus is concerned. And although nothing is wrong with having a strong will, sometimes you have to give into that softness sometimes."
With that, Mike stood up and left the room, and Amelie heard the latch click behind him.
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Amelie hurried out of the door that morning. She hadn't had to come into work for a while, but now that she did, she didn't have much time.
She ended up flagging down a taxi, which made the journey a lot easier. But as she passed the chocolatry, she found herself wanting to go inside and talk to Remus instead of making enough money for college. However, she looked the other way.
It seemed hard for Amelie to keep up with work that day. Her mind was buzzing with what she might want to say to Remus, how to apologize for her behavior. She had acted like he had been leading her on, although she knew that they were never, and might never, go out.
Work finally ended, but as she hurried up the street to home, she noticed the shop was closed. It seemed strange, considering that the first Sunday that she had seen it, it had been open. But a howl answered her questions, and she looked up to see a silver moon hanging over the roof-tops, full.
She felt extremely jumpy after that, and halfway down the block broke into a run. She didn't see exactly what was behind her.
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Author's notes: I know, I know. Another cliff-hanger! Don't worry, I'll update you as soon as I can.
Thank you to Kagome-leostargirl, Dara finVidya, Rabid Sirius Fan (I am one too, so . . . . . . . ^_^) Bell, and Diiardo for reviewing chapter 8, if I haven't done so already. Thanx to Black Candy, Dara finVidya, Bell, Kagome- leostargir, and Diiardo for reviewing my author's notes, cause it's good to know that somebody reads what I have to say, not just the story!!
I've decided there is going to be a slight flaw when Sirius "died", thanx for comforting me. . . . . . .. . . . . I was sOoOoOoOo sad when he died in the fifth book!*sniffles*
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Amelie sat on the edge of her bed when the door swung open. She aquired a hard, angry look on her face. She didn't feel like forgiving Remus for lying JUST yet.
"Amelie," Mike said. "I know your mad at Remus. But just think how he must feel. You really hurt his feelings."
"Good," she said, although inside she really didn't feel it.
Mike came over and sat down next to her. "You really have to try to understand his situation. Imagine living each day with the fear that someone you really care about will abandon you in a second when they find out that your body isn't quite human. It's happened to him before, and he didn't want it to happen again."
Amelie pulled her legs up to a cross-legged positing and stared down at her hands. She knew what Mike was talking about. But she wondered weather he realized that the reason she was made at Remus wasn't because what he was, it was the fact that he hid it from her.
"I really, really liked him," she said. "I wanted him to trust me, to be open to me."
There was a pause, in which Amelie glanced over at the dark-haired boy, and and saw him staring at his feet. She didn't want Remus to be hurt because of her. It wasn't fair. But she didn't want to give in so easily, because she felt weak.
As if he had read her mind, he said, "You have a strong will Amelie, but I know that you have grown a soft spot where Remus is concerned. And although nothing is wrong with having a strong will, sometimes you have to give into that softness sometimes."
With that, Mike stood up and left the room, and Amelie heard the latch click behind him.
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Amelie hurried out of the door that morning. She hadn't had to come into work for a while, but now that she did, she didn't have much time.
She ended up flagging down a taxi, which made the journey a lot easier. But as she passed the chocolatry, she found herself wanting to go inside and talk to Remus instead of making enough money for college. However, she looked the other way.
It seemed hard for Amelie to keep up with work that day. Her mind was buzzing with what she might want to say to Remus, how to apologize for her behavior. She had acted like he had been leading her on, although she knew that they were never, and might never, go out.
Work finally ended, but as she hurried up the street to home, she noticed the shop was closed. It seemed strange, considering that the first Sunday that she had seen it, it had been open. But a howl answered her questions, and she looked up to see a silver moon hanging over the roof-tops, full.
She felt extremely jumpy after that, and halfway down the block broke into a run. She didn't see exactly what was behind her.
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Author's notes: I know, I know. Another cliff-hanger! Don't worry, I'll update you as soon as I can.