Ooh! I bet you were all wondering what happened to poor Remus...
Unless you stopped reading after the first sentance... in which case, what are you doing here?????!!!!!!
In this chapter you find out what happened to Remus and all the other werewolves. Poor things!!!
Disclaimer: don't own th HP characters, Don't own the Oc's either as a matter of fact...
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A dungeon. Lovely.
Although perhaps 'dungeon' was too positive a word for the bleak miserable place that Remus had been forcefully dragged into by Flack and Meddle.
It was old and mouldy and foul, lined up with about eight or so cells. It was quite a small room, so the cells were cramped together with the entrance/exit to the room and four cells on one side, five cells on the oppisite side, on one end of the place a bigger cell with a window, and on the other end a portrait, whose occupant was currently not occupying the space.
Must have another portrait somewhere, or visiting someone elses portrait. Don't blame them, wish I could. Thought Remus as he gazed around the room, hardly failing to notice that all cells except one were occupied.
There were two people in every cell. Nine cells in all (Remus had counted by now) well, actually only seven of the cells had two people inside, the big one at the end had (To his horror) four children inside, and the one next to it on the oppisite side was empty and made entirely out of silver. Remus pitied any werewolf unlucky enough to end up in that cell, seeing as silver was like werewolf kryptonite.
The werewolves in the cells didn't look too bad, they weren't staggering around the place like they got tortured every few minutes. In fact, they either looked very bored, or very pissed off. Someone had been considerate enough to give the cells numbers (except the silver one which only said 'S') and one of of the two men inside cell seven looked like he was expecting Mack and Fleddle to drop dead from his stares of hatred. He wore a lot of black leather, which was strange for a wizard, but Sirius often wore black leather, said it made him look 'scary' to which Remus commented that he didn't need the black leather for.
Stop. Now was not the time for happy memories.
"I've brought all of you a new friend" said Mack, in the air of someone offering them a new country.
"Oh joy." Said the werewolf in black leather sarcastically
"Shut up you piece of filth" said Fleddle
One of the werewolves had noticed another problem though,
"Where's he gonna stay in, all the cells are full" he said with a drawl, he had unnatuarlly large eyebrows.
Mack and Fleddle grinned nastily
"Not all of them..." sneered Mack
"Honestly, I knew you scum were inferior to humans, but can't you even count! For your information, that cell over there is empty" he pointed at the silver cell
Remus' heart started thumping wildly, they were putting him in a SILVER cell. Apparently the other werewolves were equally surprised.
"WHAT!" Yelled a blond in cell three "You can't do that!!!"
"THAT'S INSANE!!!" Shouted the werewolf in black leather
"Don't put him in there!" said a red-head in the 'childrens cell' who looked to be about seven "The silver will hurt him!"
"The silver will hurt him!" Mocked Fleddle in a high pitched voice.
"Leave them alone!" yelled a curly haired young woman in cell four.
The rest of the prisoners started banging angrily on the bars of their cells and yelling and swearing, except the children, who just hung on to the bars and (in the red-heads case) cried. Then Mack and Fleddle silenced them.
"If you don't shutup, I'll crucify the lot of you!" yelled Mack
"you know how expendable you all are, if it were up to us or Malfoy and Umbridge you'd be shot and burned in a big pit"
"Yeah, too bad that Fudge decided you'd be more useful as guinea pigs"
At this, most of the prisoners sank back and glared. A few looked confused, but followed the example and shutup.
Remus was then ruthlessly pulled into the silver cell.
Instantly his head began to swim and he felt like collapseing. He sank to his knees, but even the floor was made of silver and he flinched back, lost his balance and fell to the floor.
Flack and Meddle howled with laughter and left.
As soon as the door closed, the other prisoners rushed to the bars of their cells to see what they could do. Which was little.
"I HATE those two morons" yelled the blonde
Remus tried to stand up. He used the walls foor support, but the walls were made of silver and they burned his hands. he flinched back and fell over again, burning himself on the floor, his nausea increasing by the second.
"There's a cot 3 paces to your left!" yelled a curly haired short man in cell eight
Stumbling slightly, Remus made it over to the cot and slumped down on to it, holding his head in his hands and panting heavily.
"Hey are you o.k?" asked a new voice, coming from the direction of leather- guy
"Yeah, I'll be fine" he said, wishing it were true.
"No one's ever actually been put in that cell before" said the voice of the curly-haired brunette from before "I thought it was just there to scare us"
"It's o.k" said Remus "So who are all of you anyway"
"We are the werewolves of Britain" laughed leather-guy "and you too, 'cept you were the last to arrive, 'pparently there's only eighteen of us"
"But I counted," said Remus, momentarily confused "there are nineteen people here if you count me"
The curly-haired mini-man in cell eight, who had helped him on to the cot, laughed suddenly, then spoke in a hoarse voice which sounded much to old for him, as he couldn't have been older than seventeen
"Ignacio here-" he gesculated at the man next to him,
"Call me Nacho" said Ignacio in a funny accent
"-Is Spanish" continued the short man "The Spanish ministry of magic has called for his release, he'll be out in a few days."
"It was surprising, I come to London for holiday, and be arrested for my condition" said Nacho with a laugh "In Spain, werewolf is not bad like here. but Jesse, over in cell five, even though he is Lenape-Indian, is British citezen. Has been for two years, he has to stay"
"I don't mind," said Jesse, a bronze-skinned boy over in cell five "The eldars said it would be dangerous, but the great spirit told them to send me here through their dreams"
Remus' eyebrows raised slightly.
"Don't ask" said the reddish-brown haired man with big eyebrows "He believes in mumbo jumbo magic spiritual crap"
"Yeah, and don't mind Theodosius Moron in here, Remus-" said eyebrow-mans room-mate, who seemed oddly familiar to Remus "He believes in racisim, and being a moron"
"Will?" asked Remus
"Well, yeah! you don't think I got off being a werewolf just because I'd only been one for two or so months" said William, the werewolf Remus had met at christmas whilst visiting Mr.Weasley.*
"Oh Ha-ha" said Theodosius "Honestly, you can't believe that Cherokee weirdo over there"
"Lenape" Corrected Jesse
"well actually..." said Remus, smiling at the memory "a good friend of mine once had a dream that someone we knew was being attacked by a giant snake" he paused and smiled at Will. "We arrived just in time to save him."
Theodosius seemed to think that this was very funny. He laughed for a long time before speaking.
"Yeah right!" he guffawed "People actually took this insane bastard seriously?"
"Very seriously." said Remus cooly "As it was Harry Potter"
Theodosius seemed slightly surprised, but then his lips curled into a sneer
"Ever read the papers, Newbie?"
There was a collective groan from most of the other werewolves in the room. Of course Dumbledore had done lots of work for them and they didn't want to take any crap about him.
"I swear Moron," said The man in black leather "one more word and I'll-"
"You'll what? Walk through the bars and throttle me."
"No" said Will "I will" and with that he lunged at Theodosius.
"NO!" Yelled Jesse "Will, listen, Malfoy said if you try to kill Theodosius one more time he'll have you put down."
"So who are the rest of you?" asked Remus hastily, trying to change the subject.
"Oh yeah!" said leather-guy "I'm Daniel Goodman"
"And I'm Toby Parsonage, incase you're wondering, I'm twenty-one not sixteen" said the short man in cell seven
"I'm Isabelle Attfield" Said a Mousy haired woman in cell four "and this is Rosalind Bullman" she pointed to an older woman with peroxide blonde hair, who was reading a long difficult-looking book. Rosalind had been hidden behind a pile of books and Remus hadn't even noticed her before. She didn't make any indication that she had heard, or even that she happened to be in a prizon cell.
"She's not too sociable" said Isabelle
"And I'm Mary Driscoll" said a woman with honey-red hair
"Then there are the muggles" Said Daniel "The only employed ones here"
"I'm Elisabeth Maskell, Animal rights manager" said the blonde "Call me E.B"
"And I'm her best friend Brittany Chemalewski , Fasion designer" said the curly haired brunette that he heard earlier
"Best friend?" he questioned
"Yeah," said E.B "we were just coming home from a party, together one night when... well, you know"
"Yeah" said Remus, suddenly feeling overwhelmingly unhappy. His nausea turning into a full blown Migrane
"I'm Adam Clarke" said a golden haired man in celll two, which appeared to be the smallest of the cells, explaining why he was the only one in it. "I'm an electrician"
Remus smiled, wishing that Arthur Weasley could have the chance to meet these people, he would have loved them (Especialy a real live electrician)
"Thinking of taking them all to meet that Weasley man" asked Will with a grin
"Maybe tomorrow..." Smiled Remus
"I'm a Lawyer, my names Joe hurst" said a man even shorter than Toby, standing next to Jesse in cell five.
"and I'm Aaron Hester astrology professor and Joe's best friend" said the man next to Daniel in cell seven.
"Same story as E.B. and Brittany?" inquired Remus
"No" said Joe "I...uhh well I...umm...I...err...you see..." he hung his head sadly
"He accidently bit me" finished Aaron for him.
"Oh..." said Remus going quiet. Until...
"I'm Sophie Hewitt" said a small girl in cell six
"And I'm her triplet brother Alexander" said a boy who looked oddly alike to her
"We were bitten by a werewolf when he killed our brother Samuel, so Mummy and Daddy disowned us."
"And now we live with Nanna"
"Well actually we live here now"
"but not for long...because we're going to esape soon"
They said this all very fast.
Remus smiled sadly, he knew about losing a twin. He lost Romulus. Romulus wasn't dead of course, but when Remus was bitten, Romulus and their father hated him and wanted to have him put down, his mother and older sister wouldn't allow it and they all split up when Remus was in his fifth year. As far as he knew, Romulus could be anywhere and he was pretty sure his father was there too.
On the other hand, there were giant 'FUTURE WEASLEY TWINS' sign hanging over the twins heads, so he didn't have too much to worry about.
"That's Jenkin Lloyd" they said, pointing at what was obviously the oldest child in the cell
"I'm a Muggle" said Jenkin with a strong welsh accent
"And I'm Madeline Goodyer" said the smallest red-head child.
"Goodyer?" asked Remus with interest "Not related to Timothy Goodyer by any chance?"
"He's my big brother" Said Maddy proudly
"He'd be in sixth year by now right?"
"Yep!" said Maddy
"This could work to our advantage" said Remus
"What do you mean?" Asked Daniel, who apparently had come to be regarded as a sort of leader amongst the other werewolves.
"I have some very good friends at Hogwarts-"
"Like Harry Potter" interrupted Thedosius
"Yes... and Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, Severus Sna- well, he hates me beyond all reason but most of the teachers there anyway"
"Maybe, but I don't think you're friends with Umbridge, and she's the only one that matters." Said Theodosius,
"Not nessicarily" said Remus "You don't know Dumbledore like I do"
A few of the witches and wizards that had gone to Hogwarts before their werewolf years, smiled knowingly and shook their heads.
The werewolves were left to brood on the fact, and how it could be used to their advantage. If Tim Goodyer could loosen his toungue around Dumbledore, Dumbledore may know how to get them out of their situation.
Wanting to break the silence, which had been getting steadily eerier, Remus voiced one of the questions that had been bugging him since he first arrived.
"Who's portrait is that" he asked, pointing to the painting on the wall.
Several of the werewolves cringed slightly, and Mary gave a huge shudder
"She is really really scary" said Madeline with fear in her eyes
"She's a real cow" said Toby
"She's horrible" said Brittany "Filthy half-breeds this, Shame of my ancestors that"
"F-filthy half-breeds" said Remus
It couldn't be.
No.
NO!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the return of the portrait. who subsequently yelled:
"Filthy mudbloods, shaming the house of my ancestors I could stand them no longer."
"Oh-no" said Remus.
"Dirty red-haired blood traitors, and that nasty ungrateful swine who-"
"- broke your heart, I know" said Remus, earning a few surprised glances from the others
"Met before have you" asked Aaron with a laugh
"tragically yes" Groaned Remus, "She's my best friend's mother." "Your poor friend" said Adam
The portrait then noticed Remus and broke into a new rant.
"Horrid filthy half-breed! the one who turned my son against me with that mudblood loving fool and his fat little friend!"
"Dirty monster, who dares set foot in the noble home of my ancestors, stirring up trouble for the dark lord, and shaming the name of Black! It looks like you've got what you deserved, locked up like a filthy half-breed should be!"
It was like a nightmare.
The return of Sirius' mother.
Agatha Black.**
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * I don't think they ever told us what his name was, so I made it up.
**I don't think they told us her first name either, if anyone wants to correct me, please do!
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Well that was crap!
I hope I don't get too many flames!
Unless you stopped reading after the first sentance... in which case, what are you doing here?????!!!!!!
In this chapter you find out what happened to Remus and all the other werewolves. Poor things!!!
Disclaimer: don't own th HP characters, Don't own the Oc's either as a matter of fact...
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A dungeon. Lovely.
Although perhaps 'dungeon' was too positive a word for the bleak miserable place that Remus had been forcefully dragged into by Flack and Meddle.
It was old and mouldy and foul, lined up with about eight or so cells. It was quite a small room, so the cells were cramped together with the entrance/exit to the room and four cells on one side, five cells on the oppisite side, on one end of the place a bigger cell with a window, and on the other end a portrait, whose occupant was currently not occupying the space.
Must have another portrait somewhere, or visiting someone elses portrait. Don't blame them, wish I could. Thought Remus as he gazed around the room, hardly failing to notice that all cells except one were occupied.
There were two people in every cell. Nine cells in all (Remus had counted by now) well, actually only seven of the cells had two people inside, the big one at the end had (To his horror) four children inside, and the one next to it on the oppisite side was empty and made entirely out of silver. Remus pitied any werewolf unlucky enough to end up in that cell, seeing as silver was like werewolf kryptonite.
The werewolves in the cells didn't look too bad, they weren't staggering around the place like they got tortured every few minutes. In fact, they either looked very bored, or very pissed off. Someone had been considerate enough to give the cells numbers (except the silver one which only said 'S') and one of of the two men inside cell seven looked like he was expecting Mack and Fleddle to drop dead from his stares of hatred. He wore a lot of black leather, which was strange for a wizard, but Sirius often wore black leather, said it made him look 'scary' to which Remus commented that he didn't need the black leather for.
Stop. Now was not the time for happy memories.
"I've brought all of you a new friend" said Mack, in the air of someone offering them a new country.
"Oh joy." Said the werewolf in black leather sarcastically
"Shut up you piece of filth" said Fleddle
One of the werewolves had noticed another problem though,
"Where's he gonna stay in, all the cells are full" he said with a drawl, he had unnatuarlly large eyebrows.
Mack and Fleddle grinned nastily
"Not all of them..." sneered Mack
"Honestly, I knew you scum were inferior to humans, but can't you even count! For your information, that cell over there is empty" he pointed at the silver cell
Remus' heart started thumping wildly, they were putting him in a SILVER cell. Apparently the other werewolves were equally surprised.
"WHAT!" Yelled a blond in cell three "You can't do that!!!"
"THAT'S INSANE!!!" Shouted the werewolf in black leather
"Don't put him in there!" said a red-head in the 'childrens cell' who looked to be about seven "The silver will hurt him!"
"The silver will hurt him!" Mocked Fleddle in a high pitched voice.
"Leave them alone!" yelled a curly haired young woman in cell four.
The rest of the prisoners started banging angrily on the bars of their cells and yelling and swearing, except the children, who just hung on to the bars and (in the red-heads case) cried. Then Mack and Fleddle silenced them.
"If you don't shutup, I'll crucify the lot of you!" yelled Mack
"you know how expendable you all are, if it were up to us or Malfoy and Umbridge you'd be shot and burned in a big pit"
"Yeah, too bad that Fudge decided you'd be more useful as guinea pigs"
At this, most of the prisoners sank back and glared. A few looked confused, but followed the example and shutup.
Remus was then ruthlessly pulled into the silver cell.
Instantly his head began to swim and he felt like collapseing. He sank to his knees, but even the floor was made of silver and he flinched back, lost his balance and fell to the floor.
Flack and Meddle howled with laughter and left.
As soon as the door closed, the other prisoners rushed to the bars of their cells to see what they could do. Which was little.
"I HATE those two morons" yelled the blonde
Remus tried to stand up. He used the walls foor support, but the walls were made of silver and they burned his hands. he flinched back and fell over again, burning himself on the floor, his nausea increasing by the second.
"There's a cot 3 paces to your left!" yelled a curly haired short man in cell eight
Stumbling slightly, Remus made it over to the cot and slumped down on to it, holding his head in his hands and panting heavily.
"Hey are you o.k?" asked a new voice, coming from the direction of leather- guy
"Yeah, I'll be fine" he said, wishing it were true.
"No one's ever actually been put in that cell before" said the voice of the curly-haired brunette from before "I thought it was just there to scare us"
"It's o.k" said Remus "So who are all of you anyway"
"We are the werewolves of Britain" laughed leather-guy "and you too, 'cept you were the last to arrive, 'pparently there's only eighteen of us"
"But I counted," said Remus, momentarily confused "there are nineteen people here if you count me"
The curly-haired mini-man in cell eight, who had helped him on to the cot, laughed suddenly, then spoke in a hoarse voice which sounded much to old for him, as he couldn't have been older than seventeen
"Ignacio here-" he gesculated at the man next to him,
"Call me Nacho" said Ignacio in a funny accent
"-Is Spanish" continued the short man "The Spanish ministry of magic has called for his release, he'll be out in a few days."
"It was surprising, I come to London for holiday, and be arrested for my condition" said Nacho with a laugh "In Spain, werewolf is not bad like here. but Jesse, over in cell five, even though he is Lenape-Indian, is British citezen. Has been for two years, he has to stay"
"I don't mind," said Jesse, a bronze-skinned boy over in cell five "The eldars said it would be dangerous, but the great spirit told them to send me here through their dreams"
Remus' eyebrows raised slightly.
"Don't ask" said the reddish-brown haired man with big eyebrows "He believes in mumbo jumbo magic spiritual crap"
"Yeah, and don't mind Theodosius Moron in here, Remus-" said eyebrow-mans room-mate, who seemed oddly familiar to Remus "He believes in racisim, and being a moron"
"Will?" asked Remus
"Well, yeah! you don't think I got off being a werewolf just because I'd only been one for two or so months" said William, the werewolf Remus had met at christmas whilst visiting Mr.Weasley.*
"Oh Ha-ha" said Theodosius "Honestly, you can't believe that Cherokee weirdo over there"
"Lenape" Corrected Jesse
"well actually..." said Remus, smiling at the memory "a good friend of mine once had a dream that someone we knew was being attacked by a giant snake" he paused and smiled at Will. "We arrived just in time to save him."
Theodosius seemed to think that this was very funny. He laughed for a long time before speaking.
"Yeah right!" he guffawed "People actually took this insane bastard seriously?"
"Very seriously." said Remus cooly "As it was Harry Potter"
Theodosius seemed slightly surprised, but then his lips curled into a sneer
"Ever read the papers, Newbie?"
There was a collective groan from most of the other werewolves in the room. Of course Dumbledore had done lots of work for them and they didn't want to take any crap about him.
"I swear Moron," said The man in black leather "one more word and I'll-"
"You'll what? Walk through the bars and throttle me."
"No" said Will "I will" and with that he lunged at Theodosius.
"NO!" Yelled Jesse "Will, listen, Malfoy said if you try to kill Theodosius one more time he'll have you put down."
"So who are the rest of you?" asked Remus hastily, trying to change the subject.
"Oh yeah!" said leather-guy "I'm Daniel Goodman"
"And I'm Toby Parsonage, incase you're wondering, I'm twenty-one not sixteen" said the short man in cell seven
"I'm Isabelle Attfield" Said a Mousy haired woman in cell four "and this is Rosalind Bullman" she pointed to an older woman with peroxide blonde hair, who was reading a long difficult-looking book. Rosalind had been hidden behind a pile of books and Remus hadn't even noticed her before. She didn't make any indication that she had heard, or even that she happened to be in a prizon cell.
"She's not too sociable" said Isabelle
"And I'm Mary Driscoll" said a woman with honey-red hair
"Then there are the muggles" Said Daniel "The only employed ones here"
"I'm Elisabeth Maskell, Animal rights manager" said the blonde "Call me E.B"
"And I'm her best friend Brittany Chemalewski , Fasion designer" said the curly haired brunette that he heard earlier
"Best friend?" he questioned
"Yeah," said E.B "we were just coming home from a party, together one night when... well, you know"
"Yeah" said Remus, suddenly feeling overwhelmingly unhappy. His nausea turning into a full blown Migrane
"I'm Adam Clarke" said a golden haired man in celll two, which appeared to be the smallest of the cells, explaining why he was the only one in it. "I'm an electrician"
Remus smiled, wishing that Arthur Weasley could have the chance to meet these people, he would have loved them (Especialy a real live electrician)
"Thinking of taking them all to meet that Weasley man" asked Will with a grin
"Maybe tomorrow..." Smiled Remus
"I'm a Lawyer, my names Joe hurst" said a man even shorter than Toby, standing next to Jesse in cell five.
"and I'm Aaron Hester astrology professor and Joe's best friend" said the man next to Daniel in cell seven.
"Same story as E.B. and Brittany?" inquired Remus
"No" said Joe "I...uhh well I...umm...I...err...you see..." he hung his head sadly
"He accidently bit me" finished Aaron for him.
"Oh..." said Remus going quiet. Until...
"I'm Sophie Hewitt" said a small girl in cell six
"And I'm her triplet brother Alexander" said a boy who looked oddly alike to her
"We were bitten by a werewolf when he killed our brother Samuel, so Mummy and Daddy disowned us."
"And now we live with Nanna"
"Well actually we live here now"
"but not for long...because we're going to esape soon"
They said this all very fast.
Remus smiled sadly, he knew about losing a twin. He lost Romulus. Romulus wasn't dead of course, but when Remus was bitten, Romulus and their father hated him and wanted to have him put down, his mother and older sister wouldn't allow it and they all split up when Remus was in his fifth year. As far as he knew, Romulus could be anywhere and he was pretty sure his father was there too.
On the other hand, there were giant 'FUTURE WEASLEY TWINS' sign hanging over the twins heads, so he didn't have too much to worry about.
"That's Jenkin Lloyd" they said, pointing at what was obviously the oldest child in the cell
"I'm a Muggle" said Jenkin with a strong welsh accent
"And I'm Madeline Goodyer" said the smallest red-head child.
"Goodyer?" asked Remus with interest "Not related to Timothy Goodyer by any chance?"
"He's my big brother" Said Maddy proudly
"He'd be in sixth year by now right?"
"Yep!" said Maddy
"This could work to our advantage" said Remus
"What do you mean?" Asked Daniel, who apparently had come to be regarded as a sort of leader amongst the other werewolves.
"I have some very good friends at Hogwarts-"
"Like Harry Potter" interrupted Thedosius
"Yes... and Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, Severus Sna- well, he hates me beyond all reason but most of the teachers there anyway"
"Maybe, but I don't think you're friends with Umbridge, and she's the only one that matters." Said Theodosius,
"Not nessicarily" said Remus "You don't know Dumbledore like I do"
A few of the witches and wizards that had gone to Hogwarts before their werewolf years, smiled knowingly and shook their heads.
The werewolves were left to brood on the fact, and how it could be used to their advantage. If Tim Goodyer could loosen his toungue around Dumbledore, Dumbledore may know how to get them out of their situation.
Wanting to break the silence, which had been getting steadily eerier, Remus voiced one of the questions that had been bugging him since he first arrived.
"Who's portrait is that" he asked, pointing to the painting on the wall.
Several of the werewolves cringed slightly, and Mary gave a huge shudder
"She is really really scary" said Madeline with fear in her eyes
"She's a real cow" said Toby
"She's horrible" said Brittany "Filthy half-breeds this, Shame of my ancestors that"
"F-filthy half-breeds" said Remus
It couldn't be.
No.
NO!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the return of the portrait. who subsequently yelled:
"Filthy mudbloods, shaming the house of my ancestors I could stand them no longer."
"Oh-no" said Remus.
"Dirty red-haired blood traitors, and that nasty ungrateful swine who-"
"- broke your heart, I know" said Remus, earning a few surprised glances from the others
"Met before have you" asked Aaron with a laugh
"tragically yes" Groaned Remus, "She's my best friend's mother." "Your poor friend" said Adam
The portrait then noticed Remus and broke into a new rant.
"Horrid filthy half-breed! the one who turned my son against me with that mudblood loving fool and his fat little friend!"
"Dirty monster, who dares set foot in the noble home of my ancestors, stirring up trouble for the dark lord, and shaming the name of Black! It looks like you've got what you deserved, locked up like a filthy half-breed should be!"
It was like a nightmare.
The return of Sirius' mother.
Agatha Black.**
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * I don't think they ever told us what his name was, so I made it up.
**I don't think they told us her first name either, if anyone wants to correct me, please do!
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Well that was crap!
I hope I don't get too many flames!