moonlit04

Moonlit Horizons

Chapter four

By Dizmius.

A Remus Fic for a friend of mine

Mini disclaimer for this episode, the song Sirius is singing is Queen's Don't Stop Me Now.

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Well it seems that my italics aren't working at all so thoughts are now in *blahblahbalh* like that.

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"So, Severus, what's a guy like you doing looking for ragbag jobs when you could be out and enjoying life?"

Sirius stopped unscrewing a stray bolt to consider this for a moment. "Well." He sighed, "You could say that with a past like mine, what I'm doing now is pretty luxurious." He allowed himself a small grin. "Motorbikes are my life."

"You have one?"

"No longer." Sirius shook his head, "I used to own a 'fifty two Vincent Black Shadow, but they took it away, along with everything else."

Ava looked up, "Who did?"

"Authorities." * Well, that's not exactly lying; I guess the ministry of magic is our version of the Muggle authorities.* Sirius turned back to his bike, indicating that he wasn't going to say anything more on the subject. It seemed that Ava had taken the hint as she went back to fixing a triplex chain transmission to a rusty old bike in a far corner. Sirius let out a breath he didn't' realise he had been holding, if she had asked anything further, he would have had to make up some wild lies to cover himself.

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Buckbeak settled down in a corner of the field to chew its new rabbit dinner as Remus pondered over how best to explain a Hippogriff to a Muggle. * Well, I don't see why I can't just go for the obvious, it always worked for Sirius and James; I'll give it a try. *

"It's a Hippogriff." Remus said plainly.

"A hippo-whatty?" Remus noted that Anna did not look the least bit amused, and frankly looked about to pass out. * Not good *

"Hippogriff, half bird of prey, half horse." Remus watched Buckbeak warily, unsure whether it was going to decide that actually, human dinner sounded nicer than a measly white rabbit.

"What, like genetically mixing the DNA of a horse and an eagle?"

*Genetically WHAT? Uh……oh dear. * Remus thought to himself. "Uhm… yes, sort of like that." *This is worse than trying to explain football to Sirius. *

"Right." Anna sounded rather unconvinced, which slightly unsettled Remus. "So why are you holding a piece of stick?" She pointed at his wand.

Remus winced. * Piece of stick!!! Piece. Of. Stick. … this is ridiculous, * "My wand, eleven and a quarter inches, olive wood, dragon heartstring."

Anna raised an eyebrow, and then burst out laughing.

"Now really." Remus tried to calm her down. "This is insane."

"No, I believe you'll find its you who's slightly unstable." Anna laughed at him.

* She's laughing at me. I hate it when people laugh at me. Great, this is going to have to be done the hard way. *

Remus made an effort to smile mysteriously. "Some people do say that."

"So, tell me, Mister Reclusive Maniac, why DO you carry a stick round with you?"

Remus grinned, "Well, to do this sort of thing." He pulled his sleeves back, muttered a few words under his breath, waved his wand slightly and a large bunch of exotic wild flowers hovered in mid air.

He watched with satisfaction as Anna's jaw dropped. "C... can I touch them? They're real, yes?"

"Perfectly real." Remus nodded, then bowed slightly, "For you."

"You're making a fool of me, what game are you playing?" Anna asked suspiciously.

* Great, here comes the denial. Why can't Muggles just accept it and live with it like we have to live with their weird conceptions and inventions. *

"Let me explain..." Remus sat down in the mud, not caring about his trousers, he took a deep breath and began.

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"I'm buuuuurning through the skies. Yeeeeeeeah! Two hundred degreeeeeeees.. Thaaaaaat's why they call me Mister Fahrenheeeeeeeit, I'm trav'ling at the speed of liiiiiiiiiiiight!" Sirius sang to himself as he wandered out of the garage on his lunch break, clutching a ten pound note in his hand. Reacting to the prolonged glances he received in the street, he pulled his black baseball cap further down over his forehead, and pulled his hair into a ponytail as he turned onto the dirt track that lead up to Remus's farmhouse. He heard a shriek of delight followed by a chuckle that could only belong to one person…

He stopped dead in his tracks.

"REMUS!" Sirius leaned over the fence, grinning wildly to see his friend covered in mud making miniature twigs hover around in various Quidditch formations, sitting next to the lady he recognised as Anna, the person who had those horses and had fed him some very nice smoked bacon.

Remus looked up sheepishly. *I knew it, this had to happen, I was just wondering how long it'd take before something like this would… oh dear… he's grinning. * "I was explaining Quidditch."

"A Likely story." Sirius drawled, giving Anna a roguish wink. "Hi by the way." Sirius grinned at the face Remus was making at him.

"This is Sirius. Who I told you about earlier." Remus introduced before Sirius could do any damage.

"Remus darling, you have amnesia, I'm Severus." Sirius grinned at Anna.

"Errr…. You're a witch too?" Anna asked him cautiously.

"Only on the weekends." Sirius smirked, this was fun. "I'm normally a wizard."

"He's a one track minded person." Remus said quietly, "But other than that, great fun to be around."

"Aw man, you make me blush," Sirius pretended to hide his face in mock shame. "Listen, I'll leave you two to your…. Uh… antics and I'll go make myself a bath if you've cleared out the Grindylows yet."

"What's a Grindylow?" Anna asked, but never got an answer.

"Beaky!" Sirius clumsily stumbled over the fence and made his way over to the Hippogriff, to which he bowed. Remus snorted as Buckbeak sank into a bow and greeted Sirius with a friendly nip on the hand. "How'd you get here?"

Buckbeak tossed it's head furiously and sqauked loudly.

"I thought Hagrid was looking after you?" Sirius asked with concern, totally oblivious to Remus and Anna watching him in awe. "What on earth…" Sirius pulled out a small piece of parchment from under Buckbeak's collar. He read it out. "Death Eaters… know where you are, coming to get you soon. You got to get out of there. H"

Remus stood up, and sloshed over to Sirius. "That's Hagrid's writing, why didn't he just send an owl?"

Remus turned as he heard a scream, and saw Anna being forced away by three dark hooded people. He ran after her, but they'd disappeared before he even got close.

"That's why." Sirius said grimly.

TBC

Sorry its so short…. Yah hols, I changed it.