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Author's brief note:
This isn't the usual thing I write. I'm just experimenting with something new so it would be really useful if you could review a nice constructive critical thought. Please. Enjoy!!
Never Again
Chapter 1: ** Back from nowhere **
My P.O.V.
As I followed the old man with long gray hair wearing long dark blue robes with shinny gold moons all over it. I think about my past and how I've changed. I still have that black long hair and navy blue eyes, I'm taller and thinner. But I'm still the same lonely person I used to be in 7th grade. Even though I'm now 19, my eyes and face reflect 16, sometimes a problem and some others an advantage.
The old man opens a wood old huge door and tends his hand signaling to me I have to enter that room. Totally frightened with sweaty hands and trembling knees I step inside. The crowd stares at me smiling and I at them askingly. I recognize, Frank Longbottom and his wife Alice, Arthur Weasly and his wife Molly with four children standing around them, Peter, Sirius Black, James Potter, Lily Evans and Remus Lupin. They all looked almost the same, older, I shall say.
"Welcome" I hear Dumbledore, the old man, saying to me. "To The Order of the Phoenix."
I try to smile but I really don't feel like it. They are waiting for me to say something but my mouth's dry and my mind's in blank.
"Hi" I hear myself saying, my voice sounds weak and distant.
Everyone answers, and then spread around. After almost everyone was paying attention to other things a slightly buzz filled the room. I felt out of context for a while when a man walked up to me smiling.
"Hey" He said. "Long time, no see. Where have you been?"
I felt my face turning slightly red. "Well, after you left Hogwarts I stayed there to finish my education. After that, everything's story. What about you?"
"I left Hogwarts and just began to work on my auror career. And that's all."
I nodded and asked. "Wife or children?"
He laughed pulling his head back shortly. "No way!" Then got a serious expression. "Not that I'm not planning to have one. And you?"
A tiny smiled was drawn in my face. "No. I'm too young and. well, never mind."
"And what?" He asked walking up to a couch that seemed really comfortable and patting the place next to him.
I sat where he patted and sighed. "You won't understand Remus."
"What makes you believe that?" He asked putting all his attention in me.
"Well, I've never had many friends. I'm always working or up to new things that are not certainly related to my social life." I sighed again and stared at my hands laying on my lap together.
I felt his shamming look but didn't turn to face him. Then I heard him sighing to and putting his arms back on his neck, pulling his foot up to his leg and saying in almost a whisper. "Remember the day we met?"
Then I looked at him. How to forget that day? My first day as a prefect. I did remember. as if it was yesterday..
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"Where's the purpose of life when you can't get all you want?" I read lowly. The place I'm hiding is tiny and dark, my wand is conjured to float giving the place a faint light. Barely useful to read, but effective. I don't feel proud of myself hiding from people, I'm not a talkative person, I don't consider myself pretty, my mind's always in books and school. Big crowds frightened me.
I hear something, a whisper, but not a human one. It the coat of something whispering with the move of the breeze. But there was no breeze, I was sure the windows were closed. I open the door so that just my eye could see outside and sneak through it. A tall boy with nut colored hair and wearing school robes was standing there almost facing me. His looked tired and almost old, but his eyes revealed his age, no more than 18.
I hesitated for a moment and sighed deeply. I must had done some noise cause she looked around confused. He started walking, my heart banging painfully at every step of him. I was afraid. Afraid of his thoughts, what would he think if he found me here? My prefect badge blinked at the light of my wand and I felt embarrassed. What was a prefect doing inside a closet with a pile of forbidden books stolen from the Forbidden Section in the library? Aww. what am I going to do? They are going to take the badge and title off me and this is the only good thing I've ever won in my life. But what was Dumbledore thinking making me a prefect? Me, a stupid, awful, quiet, unsocial, library rat.
My thoughts were interrupted by a knocking on the closet's door. This is the moment in which I want to apparate. Damn! I say to myself, no one can apparate in Hogwarts and you are too young! Not even this can be possible to make your life easier and happier. The boy opened the door slowly, it cracked at every second and my heart stopped for a moment. We stared facing each other looking confused. Then I realized he was crying silently, I didn't notice that when I first saw him, but now it was really clear. Then a retard reaction came to me as I tried to hide the pile of books behind my skirt, which was long enough to hide them all. My wand fell with a low "tick" to the floor and I grabbed it stepping outside the closet. He was still staring at me, I felt his look right on me without looking back.
"A-a-are you all right?" I asked shyly. He sat on the floor holding his head with both hands still crying. Then turned to look at me and I noticed his eyes were red and filled with tears, I couldn't tell if they were angry or sad tears.
"Do I seem to be all right?" He asked almost nastily.
"Sorry, I'll go." I grabbed my bunch of books and took my wand into my pocket, then was about to leave when I heard him saying.
"No, I am sorry. Is just that this is not the best day of my life." He said standing up walking up to the window and staring at the grounds. I supposed he had lots of things to think about. He looked like those people that just seem to think a lot. Thinkers or something like that.
"May I ask why?" I said cautiously putting my book in the nearest table and standing next to him.
"Well, I just got here and. and." His eyes began to drop again painfully, he tried to calm down which took him a bit more than a minute, then he continued. "I realized that I've been fighting to get something that I don't seem to deserve. You know what I mean?"
I nodded sadly looking around. "That's the story of my life. But what's that that you can't have?"
He laughed sarcastically and laid on the wall. "Promise me you won't laugh at me and won't tell anyone."
I laughed in my insides, he really thought I could tell someone. That was impossible since I don't have any friends. "Don't worry I won't."
He sighed again and looked straight into my eye. This made me feel uncomfortable so I just tried to avoid his look. "I wanted so much to be Head Boy."
I didn't laugh, I didn't had the intention to. I knew what he was talking about, more or less. Then he said. "I know it is stupid, but I have the best grades in my house and even in my generation. I don't know why.." He stopped talking abruptly making me understand this was the "deserve" thing part of the story. "James got it."
My eyes turned wide open and I looked out of the window trying to apparate. After what seemed 5 minutes, but I'm sure it was more I said. "Well, I can't do much to help you. But I know how you feel and I don't feel sorry for you. Maybe it was just not meant to be."
He looked back at me again and smiled. I didn't expected that reaction, then I heard him whispering. "Who are you?"
I took my books and walked up to the door opened it and after stepping outside I turned around and said. "A friend." Then I left.
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"Yes, I remember." I told Remus after a while.
"You really helped me that night." This answer was not what I thought he was going to say.
"I did?" I said looking at him with a sweet but confused expression. I had no idea I really helped someone during school. I didn't think I really get to say something useful or smart.
He sighed one last time. "Yes, you did." I felt his arms around me not knowing what to do. After a while I just hugged him back.
What do you think? **sighs** I like it. but the opinion that counts here is from the readers so please review and tell me if you like it or not and what should I change to make it better. **hehe** Hope you enjoyed it!!
Author's brief note:
This isn't the usual thing I write. I'm just experimenting with something new so it would be really useful if you could review a nice constructive critical thought. Please. Enjoy!!
Never Again
Chapter 1: ** Back from nowhere **
My P.O.V.
As I followed the old man with long gray hair wearing long dark blue robes with shinny gold moons all over it. I think about my past and how I've changed. I still have that black long hair and navy blue eyes, I'm taller and thinner. But I'm still the same lonely person I used to be in 7th grade. Even though I'm now 19, my eyes and face reflect 16, sometimes a problem and some others an advantage.
The old man opens a wood old huge door and tends his hand signaling to me I have to enter that room. Totally frightened with sweaty hands and trembling knees I step inside. The crowd stares at me smiling and I at them askingly. I recognize, Frank Longbottom and his wife Alice, Arthur Weasly and his wife Molly with four children standing around them, Peter, Sirius Black, James Potter, Lily Evans and Remus Lupin. They all looked almost the same, older, I shall say.
"Welcome" I hear Dumbledore, the old man, saying to me. "To The Order of the Phoenix."
I try to smile but I really don't feel like it. They are waiting for me to say something but my mouth's dry and my mind's in blank.
"Hi" I hear myself saying, my voice sounds weak and distant.
Everyone answers, and then spread around. After almost everyone was paying attention to other things a slightly buzz filled the room. I felt out of context for a while when a man walked up to me smiling.
"Hey" He said. "Long time, no see. Where have you been?"
I felt my face turning slightly red. "Well, after you left Hogwarts I stayed there to finish my education. After that, everything's story. What about you?"
"I left Hogwarts and just began to work on my auror career. And that's all."
I nodded and asked. "Wife or children?"
He laughed pulling his head back shortly. "No way!" Then got a serious expression. "Not that I'm not planning to have one. And you?"
A tiny smiled was drawn in my face. "No. I'm too young and. well, never mind."
"And what?" He asked walking up to a couch that seemed really comfortable and patting the place next to him.
I sat where he patted and sighed. "You won't understand Remus."
"What makes you believe that?" He asked putting all his attention in me.
"Well, I've never had many friends. I'm always working or up to new things that are not certainly related to my social life." I sighed again and stared at my hands laying on my lap together.
I felt his shamming look but didn't turn to face him. Then I heard him sighing to and putting his arms back on his neck, pulling his foot up to his leg and saying in almost a whisper. "Remember the day we met?"
Then I looked at him. How to forget that day? My first day as a prefect. I did remember. as if it was yesterday..
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"Where's the purpose of life when you can't get all you want?" I read lowly. The place I'm hiding is tiny and dark, my wand is conjured to float giving the place a faint light. Barely useful to read, but effective. I don't feel proud of myself hiding from people, I'm not a talkative person, I don't consider myself pretty, my mind's always in books and school. Big crowds frightened me.
I hear something, a whisper, but not a human one. It the coat of something whispering with the move of the breeze. But there was no breeze, I was sure the windows were closed. I open the door so that just my eye could see outside and sneak through it. A tall boy with nut colored hair and wearing school robes was standing there almost facing me. His looked tired and almost old, but his eyes revealed his age, no more than 18.
I hesitated for a moment and sighed deeply. I must had done some noise cause she looked around confused. He started walking, my heart banging painfully at every step of him. I was afraid. Afraid of his thoughts, what would he think if he found me here? My prefect badge blinked at the light of my wand and I felt embarrassed. What was a prefect doing inside a closet with a pile of forbidden books stolen from the Forbidden Section in the library? Aww. what am I going to do? They are going to take the badge and title off me and this is the only good thing I've ever won in my life. But what was Dumbledore thinking making me a prefect? Me, a stupid, awful, quiet, unsocial, library rat.
My thoughts were interrupted by a knocking on the closet's door. This is the moment in which I want to apparate. Damn! I say to myself, no one can apparate in Hogwarts and you are too young! Not even this can be possible to make your life easier and happier. The boy opened the door slowly, it cracked at every second and my heart stopped for a moment. We stared facing each other looking confused. Then I realized he was crying silently, I didn't notice that when I first saw him, but now it was really clear. Then a retard reaction came to me as I tried to hide the pile of books behind my skirt, which was long enough to hide them all. My wand fell with a low "tick" to the floor and I grabbed it stepping outside the closet. He was still staring at me, I felt his look right on me without looking back.
"A-a-are you all right?" I asked shyly. He sat on the floor holding his head with both hands still crying. Then turned to look at me and I noticed his eyes were red and filled with tears, I couldn't tell if they were angry or sad tears.
"Do I seem to be all right?" He asked almost nastily.
"Sorry, I'll go." I grabbed my bunch of books and took my wand into my pocket, then was about to leave when I heard him saying.
"No, I am sorry. Is just that this is not the best day of my life." He said standing up walking up to the window and staring at the grounds. I supposed he had lots of things to think about. He looked like those people that just seem to think a lot. Thinkers or something like that.
"May I ask why?" I said cautiously putting my book in the nearest table and standing next to him.
"Well, I just got here and. and." His eyes began to drop again painfully, he tried to calm down which took him a bit more than a minute, then he continued. "I realized that I've been fighting to get something that I don't seem to deserve. You know what I mean?"
I nodded sadly looking around. "That's the story of my life. But what's that that you can't have?"
He laughed sarcastically and laid on the wall. "Promise me you won't laugh at me and won't tell anyone."
I laughed in my insides, he really thought I could tell someone. That was impossible since I don't have any friends. "Don't worry I won't."
He sighed again and looked straight into my eye. This made me feel uncomfortable so I just tried to avoid his look. "I wanted so much to be Head Boy."
I didn't laugh, I didn't had the intention to. I knew what he was talking about, more or less. Then he said. "I know it is stupid, but I have the best grades in my house and even in my generation. I don't know why.." He stopped talking abruptly making me understand this was the "deserve" thing part of the story. "James got it."
My eyes turned wide open and I looked out of the window trying to apparate. After what seemed 5 minutes, but I'm sure it was more I said. "Well, I can't do much to help you. But I know how you feel and I don't feel sorry for you. Maybe it was just not meant to be."
He looked back at me again and smiled. I didn't expected that reaction, then I heard him whispering. "Who are you?"
I took my books and walked up to the door opened it and after stepping outside I turned around and said. "A friend." Then I left.
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"Yes, I remember." I told Remus after a while.
"You really helped me that night." This answer was not what I thought he was going to say.
"I did?" I said looking at him with a sweet but confused expression. I had no idea I really helped someone during school. I didn't think I really get to say something useful or smart.
He sighed one last time. "Yes, you did." I felt his arms around me not knowing what to do. After a while I just hugged him back.
What do you think? **sighs** I like it. but the opinion that counts here is from the readers so please review and tell me if you like it or not and what should I change to make it better. **hehe** Hope you enjoyed it!!