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Beta Reader: Meowface my most sincere apologies and this chapter is for you
Chapter 7: Grievances
Remus said nothing back and walked quickly down the stairs and out of Dumbledore's sight.
He jumped the landings and ran straight out of the door of number 12 Grimmauld Place and out onto the Muggle street and yelled at the top of his lungs then fell to his knees and sobbed uncontrollably, his whole body shaking.
He sat in the gutter and tried to contain himself but found it exceedingly difficult. He lay back and looked up to the sky.
"You great fool?" he roared out to the heavens his sobs abated. " Of course no-one can see him! The pain in making you go crazy… " His head dropped and his anger subsided. " Why…?"
" Because you loved him."
Remus sat up and looked and stared startled at the young witch with red hair bound in sausage-like ringlets.
" Tonks…"
" It always happens to the ones we love. Voldemort knows that's the human weak point. He doesn't know what its like, he can't love and for that I pity him. But we can Remus, we know that insatiable feeling, and that's why Sirius is dead. Because Voldemort doesn't understand."
" Or because he understands perfectly. Our vulnerability is so obvious! I just wish I could hide it sometimes."
" What, and be like Severus Snape?"
Remus smiled faintly and wiped his damp eyes. Tonks sat down beside him and took his paw like hand in hers.
" Sirius was special to everyone and my Aunt Bellatrix killed him."
" Tonks, he didn't die. He was stunned and he fell through the veil."
" Yes, in the Department of Mysteries, so we can never know what will happen. It's a mystery."
There was a very comfortable silence between the two of them. They had both know Sirius well, Remus perhaps a little better and their sadness had never been expressed so profusely. They had to be the adults, especially Remus. When he and Harry saw what happened it was he who had to get Harry out of the room, kicking and screaming for his lost Godfather. It was he who had to be strong and keep a level head when the world came crashing down on top of him. It was he who was now alone.
" The pressure finally getting to you Remus?" Tonks offered after their comfortable silence.
" My outburst?" he laughed. " I guess so. I don't know. I'm going through a bit at the moment. I've done something that I'm regretting. You see, there were only innocent intentions at first and now it's a mess and I don't know how it go like this is a matter of an hour."
" What have you done?"
" Well, since you can't see my mess I think that I'd better tell you. I brought Sirius back through a map that had his memory stored as a sixteen-year-old boy in it. He is in my bedroom talking to Dumbledore."
Tonks gawked, then laughed, loud and hard. Remus was confused; he was expecting her to be anxious and saddened and even to request a visit to her uncle, once removed. But she laughed and was soon gasping for breath.
" Remus, you certainly know how to cheer a girl up, sometimes I wonder why you don't have a girlfriend."
She got up, brushed the fresh cut grass off her robes and waked to near the house muttering, " He is in my bedroom talking to Dumbledore…"
Remus stared after her. " But I'm serious," he said.
*
Dumbledore watched the werewolf bolt down the stairs and sighed. Remus had always been the sensible, smart and secure one. But he had one seeming flaw; he was fiercely loyal and devoted to his friends. They were his world and at the stage in his life when he had none he was lost and felt no reason to go on with his life. It was then that Dumbledore employed him at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher.
Then Sirius escaped Azkaban. Everything changed. They were reunited and he was stronger than he had ever been when he was by himself.
And now Dumbledore was not sure whether Remus was doing himself a favour by bringing back a sixteen-year-old spirit. Was he going to be attached or reluctant to let go? However, his main problem was Remus's subtle hint at wanting to be sixteen again. It couldn't happen, well, it could, but Dumbledore was going to make sure it wouldn't, for Remus's own good.
A/N: well, chapter 7…. ah, yes. I know, I know, OK? I'm slow and I could give you all 101 reasons why I'm so slow but I won't waste the time that you have to review in! lol. But I had the flu, then Meowface had the flu and it all got fluie….bah! Well, I hope that you liked the chapter and I'm already working on the next.
Well, sort of. Take Care!
Phoenix
Beta Reader: Meowface my most sincere apologies and this chapter is for you
Chapter 7: Grievances
Remus said nothing back and walked quickly down the stairs and out of Dumbledore's sight.
He jumped the landings and ran straight out of the door of number 12 Grimmauld Place and out onto the Muggle street and yelled at the top of his lungs then fell to his knees and sobbed uncontrollably, his whole body shaking.
He sat in the gutter and tried to contain himself but found it exceedingly difficult. He lay back and looked up to the sky.
"You great fool?" he roared out to the heavens his sobs abated. " Of course no-one can see him! The pain in making you go crazy… " His head dropped and his anger subsided. " Why…?"
" Because you loved him."
Remus sat up and looked and stared startled at the young witch with red hair bound in sausage-like ringlets.
" Tonks…"
" It always happens to the ones we love. Voldemort knows that's the human weak point. He doesn't know what its like, he can't love and for that I pity him. But we can Remus, we know that insatiable feeling, and that's why Sirius is dead. Because Voldemort doesn't understand."
" Or because he understands perfectly. Our vulnerability is so obvious! I just wish I could hide it sometimes."
" What, and be like Severus Snape?"
Remus smiled faintly and wiped his damp eyes. Tonks sat down beside him and took his paw like hand in hers.
" Sirius was special to everyone and my Aunt Bellatrix killed him."
" Tonks, he didn't die. He was stunned and he fell through the veil."
" Yes, in the Department of Mysteries, so we can never know what will happen. It's a mystery."
There was a very comfortable silence between the two of them. They had both know Sirius well, Remus perhaps a little better and their sadness had never been expressed so profusely. They had to be the adults, especially Remus. When he and Harry saw what happened it was he who had to get Harry out of the room, kicking and screaming for his lost Godfather. It was he who had to be strong and keep a level head when the world came crashing down on top of him. It was he who was now alone.
" The pressure finally getting to you Remus?" Tonks offered after their comfortable silence.
" My outburst?" he laughed. " I guess so. I don't know. I'm going through a bit at the moment. I've done something that I'm regretting. You see, there were only innocent intentions at first and now it's a mess and I don't know how it go like this is a matter of an hour."
" What have you done?"
" Well, since you can't see my mess I think that I'd better tell you. I brought Sirius back through a map that had his memory stored as a sixteen-year-old boy in it. He is in my bedroom talking to Dumbledore."
Tonks gawked, then laughed, loud and hard. Remus was confused; he was expecting her to be anxious and saddened and even to request a visit to her uncle, once removed. But she laughed and was soon gasping for breath.
" Remus, you certainly know how to cheer a girl up, sometimes I wonder why you don't have a girlfriend."
She got up, brushed the fresh cut grass off her robes and waked to near the house muttering, " He is in my bedroom talking to Dumbledore…"
Remus stared after her. " But I'm serious," he said.
*
Dumbledore watched the werewolf bolt down the stairs and sighed. Remus had always been the sensible, smart and secure one. But he had one seeming flaw; he was fiercely loyal and devoted to his friends. They were his world and at the stage in his life when he had none he was lost and felt no reason to go on with his life. It was then that Dumbledore employed him at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher.
Then Sirius escaped Azkaban. Everything changed. They were reunited and he was stronger than he had ever been when he was by himself.
And now Dumbledore was not sure whether Remus was doing himself a favour by bringing back a sixteen-year-old spirit. Was he going to be attached or reluctant to let go? However, his main problem was Remus's subtle hint at wanting to be sixteen again. It couldn't happen, well, it could, but Dumbledore was going to make sure it wouldn't, for Remus's own good.
A/N: well, chapter 7…. ah, yes. I know, I know, OK? I'm slow and I could give you all 101 reasons why I'm so slow but I won't waste the time that you have to review in! lol. But I had the flu, then Meowface had the flu and it all got fluie….bah! Well, I hope that you liked the chapter and I'm already working on the next.
Well, sort of. Take Care!
Phoenix