I updated. Thank you all for your very wonderful reviews *Hugs you all* Okay...story.
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Remus collected himself a little after he had broke down. Things were getting tougher on him now that Sirius was gone, though he never regreted his decision to choose Sirius as his mate. Loosing him,however, was terrible and extremely painful...words could not describe how he felt now, or even before.
Loving Sirius was something that couldn't be explained through everyday language... only through eachother and their thoughts... their feelings. And loosing that connection had ripped a large whole in his heart.
Sighing he stood up and walked over to the door.
\\I'll go visit Minerva... she won't mind if I join her class.\\
He walked briskly to the Transfiguration room that Minerva was in, knocked and then stepped in quietly with a sheepish smile.
"I hope I'm not bothering you Minerva, I just got bored so I figured I'd pester you."
Minerva shook her head.
"If you say so Remus, just don't disrupt my class. I know you." She said with a look that dared him to try anything.
He smiled sweetly.
"Yes Minni."
She gaped at him.
"What did you call me?"
"Minni."
Minerva looked as though she were about to retort and thought better of it.
"Please do not disrupt me, Mr. Lupin." She said with authority. "I'm trying to teach a class."
Nodding in understanding he sat on an empty desk in the back. He smiled as she began to lecture about all sorts of things. He remembered when he had to sit in her classes. James and Sirius would be split apart and had to sit on opposite sides of the room, while Peter and himself sat in the middle. It was a perfect set up, they could cover the entire class with little effort.
He cast a glance around the room and smiled. Harry was staring out the window, Hermione was silently bickering with Ron while he tried to blow her off saying something or other. Kassie had the misfortune of sitting next to Seamus and Dean... Lord knows what trouble they put her through.
"Mr. Weasley!" McGonagall scolded. "Tell me, will you? What is more important right now than my class?"
Ron was gaping at her.
"N-nothing Professor...I just-"
Placing her hands on her hips she pursed her lips.
"Then why are Ms. Granger and yourself talking?"
Both students flushed, amusing Remus. They liked eachother, and it was as clear as day to anyone who looked. Hermione feebly stuck her hand in the air to talk.
"Um...Professor I was just trying to get Ron to do his work...."
Minerva's lips twitched upward before thinning out again.
"That so?"
Hermione shrunk.
"Yes, Professor...."
"Very well." She said firmly. "I must advise you two to keep it down then, I am trying to teach a class. Mr. Weasley, please, close your mouth."
Ron Weasley snapped his mouth shut and looked at his desk, ears flushing.
"Minerva!" Remus pouted. "You were never that nice when it came to-"
McGonagall gave him a look.
"As far as I'm concerned, Mr. Lupin, you and your friends were possibly the worst trouble makers, ever."
Remus raised an eyebrow.
"What about Fred and George?"
McGonagall returned the gesture.
"I still say that 'The Marauders' were far worse...I'm surprised you're little team didn't end up in Hogwarts: A history or Azkaban with the stuff you four created."
Azkaban...Indeed, one of them had gone to that place...years ago and escaped. It was Sirius....
"Why do you say that?"
Minerva heaved a sigh.
"You're disrupting my class again...."
Remus smiled.
"I just want to know." He pouted and placed on his best puppy eyes. She couldn't resist the puppy eyes... in fact, only one person could and that was James, and even he had a hard time doing so.
"NO."
Remus put his head down and sulked.
"Fine...." Then he turned his head up and grinned. "You know I took up about a half an hour from your class."
"I'm aware of that. Now please, let me get on with my cl-"
Thousands of little flashes of lights were flaring all over the room, all of the students staring in awe while Remus grinned and looked around.
"They look nice, don't they?"
"MR. LUPIN!" She said a bit startled. "You did this didn't you?"
Remus gaped.
"No! I'm just saying...."
McGonagall glared at him and pointed to the door.
"Not this time, Remus."
He smiled lightly and headed toward the door, casting a small glance at Seamus who was grinning at him. Yes, he had taught the boy one of his favorite spells, and he used it beautifully.
Closing the door he leaned against the wall, waiting for the remaining five minutes of the class to end. He really didn't know what to do with himself. Normally he wouldn't harass her like he did today, but what else was there to do? She knew he wouldn't do it again for a long while so she wasn't about to yell at him. Or maybe she would, who knows?
He yawned and stretched his arms forward and looked at the corridor and smiled at a lonely looking portrait. He remembered when he had no friends he used to converse with the portraits daily.
"Hello." He said to a very shabby looking person that was framed in in Cherry wood. The person looked back at him with frightened and angry...yellow... eyes.
\\He must be a werewolf like myself.\\ He thought as the person picked himself up and closed his robe tighter around himself.
"Can I help you?" He asked shortly.
\\Nice temperment this one has...\\ He though bemused.
"Oh I just wanted to chat with you." Remus said smiling.
The person hobbled over to a stump.
"Why?"
Not one to get frustrated easily, Remus continued to smile and attempt a conversation.
"Because you seem lonely. Care to tell me why?"
The person wiped his stringy hair out of his face.
"Because I'm a werewolf." He growled. "No one wants to visit me, and children don't talk to portraits like they used to."
Remus tilted his head to the side.
"I'm one too, I'll be more then happy to visit you."
That caught the portraits attention.
"My name is Remus Lupin, you are?"
"I'm Gregory Wartright." The portrait said, his face now taking a more pleasant tone. "Why are you here anyways?"
Remus smiled.
"I'm waiting for class to end and I saw you. You looked so lonely so I wanted to talk to you." He replied. "And now that I know you're a werewolf too I can talk to you about it and you'd understand... I've never met another werewolf before to tell the truth."
Gregory seemed to consider this.
"I have once before, he wasn't a very nice chap." He said. "Always lost his temper and landed himself in Azkaban...but that was long ago...I'm not sure if you heard about him. The name was Vincent Merkold."
Remus's eyes widened.
"I remember hearing about him! He was the one that originally made people want to pass the anti-werewolf act...."
Gregory look surprised.
"Anti-werewolf act? Are you serious?"
The bell that signaled class was over rang and Remus looked at Gregory sadly.
"I must go now, but I promise I will talk to you later." He said and they bid eachother good-bye.
Entering McGonagall's room he smiled at Harry who had stayed behind.
"Hello Harry, Minerva." He said and walked into the room. McGonagall glowered at him.
"Don't ever repeat what you did in my class today, Remus... that wasn't pleasing."
He smiled sheepishly at her and then looked at Harry.
"So what's going on?" Harry asked McGonagall.
She crossed her arms.
"Well Harry, since Remus is here he might as well explain it...he was the one that suggested it after all."she said pointedly.
Remus smiled.
"Well Harry, I asked Minni here to help you become an animagi." He said, answering the question. "And as for why I want you to become an animagi... well, I'm lonely duting the transformations and I'm a danger to myself...."
"Oh." Was all Harry could say as he thought about it. "Well that definitely sounds cool but-"
"If Minerva is up to it Ron and Hermione could join the fun...that is... if you don't mind." He said looking at her.
Her brows furrowed.
"If you help me Remus, then fine."
Remus couldn't help but grin.
"Of course I'll help!" He looked at Harry. "So, will you tell them... and make sure no one else knows? And yes, tell Hermione that she has the permission of two teachers."
Harry laughed.
"Okay, I will...."
Just as Harry was at the door McGonagall stopped him.
"Mr. Potter, I will mail you when I finish the trial potion... as for the real thing that should take almost the entire year."
His green eyes sparkled and he nodded and exited. Remus looked at her.
"Sorry about the way I behaved earlier..." He said with a bashful grin. "I was restless."
"I noticed."
They were silent for a moment before Minerva spoke up.
"Well it's lunch time, shall we?"
He nodded. Maybe Dumbledore returned, he still needed to ask about Sirius's portrait.
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Yes, I know... this chapter was completely poinless, though I think it fit.
And yes, I know what Harry's animagi form will be... but It'll be a surprise. I must warn you that instead of the usual cat or stag...it isn't either really... his form reminds me of Lily. ^___^ Hint.
Our Moon puppy's lover boy won't be back until later... But he shall return. =D R/R
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Remus collected himself a little after he had broke down. Things were getting tougher on him now that Sirius was gone, though he never regreted his decision to choose Sirius as his mate. Loosing him,however, was terrible and extremely painful...words could not describe how he felt now, or even before.
Loving Sirius was something that couldn't be explained through everyday language... only through eachother and their thoughts... their feelings. And loosing that connection had ripped a large whole in his heart.
Sighing he stood up and walked over to the door.
\\I'll go visit Minerva... she won't mind if I join her class.\\
He walked briskly to the Transfiguration room that Minerva was in, knocked and then stepped in quietly with a sheepish smile.
"I hope I'm not bothering you Minerva, I just got bored so I figured I'd pester you."
Minerva shook her head.
"If you say so Remus, just don't disrupt my class. I know you." She said with a look that dared him to try anything.
He smiled sweetly.
"Yes Minni."
She gaped at him.
"What did you call me?"
"Minni."
Minerva looked as though she were about to retort and thought better of it.
"Please do not disrupt me, Mr. Lupin." She said with authority. "I'm trying to teach a class."
Nodding in understanding he sat on an empty desk in the back. He smiled as she began to lecture about all sorts of things. He remembered when he had to sit in her classes. James and Sirius would be split apart and had to sit on opposite sides of the room, while Peter and himself sat in the middle. It was a perfect set up, they could cover the entire class with little effort.
He cast a glance around the room and smiled. Harry was staring out the window, Hermione was silently bickering with Ron while he tried to blow her off saying something or other. Kassie had the misfortune of sitting next to Seamus and Dean... Lord knows what trouble they put her through.
"Mr. Weasley!" McGonagall scolded. "Tell me, will you? What is more important right now than my class?"
Ron was gaping at her.
"N-nothing Professor...I just-"
Placing her hands on her hips she pursed her lips.
"Then why are Ms. Granger and yourself talking?"
Both students flushed, amusing Remus. They liked eachother, and it was as clear as day to anyone who looked. Hermione feebly stuck her hand in the air to talk.
"Um...Professor I was just trying to get Ron to do his work...."
Minerva's lips twitched upward before thinning out again.
"That so?"
Hermione shrunk.
"Yes, Professor...."
"Very well." She said firmly. "I must advise you two to keep it down then, I am trying to teach a class. Mr. Weasley, please, close your mouth."
Ron Weasley snapped his mouth shut and looked at his desk, ears flushing.
"Minerva!" Remus pouted. "You were never that nice when it came to-"
McGonagall gave him a look.
"As far as I'm concerned, Mr. Lupin, you and your friends were possibly the worst trouble makers, ever."
Remus raised an eyebrow.
"What about Fred and George?"
McGonagall returned the gesture.
"I still say that 'The Marauders' were far worse...I'm surprised you're little team didn't end up in Hogwarts: A history or Azkaban with the stuff you four created."
Azkaban...Indeed, one of them had gone to that place...years ago and escaped. It was Sirius....
"Why do you say that?"
Minerva heaved a sigh.
"You're disrupting my class again...."
Remus smiled.
"I just want to know." He pouted and placed on his best puppy eyes. She couldn't resist the puppy eyes... in fact, only one person could and that was James, and even he had a hard time doing so.
"NO."
Remus put his head down and sulked.
"Fine...." Then he turned his head up and grinned. "You know I took up about a half an hour from your class."
"I'm aware of that. Now please, let me get on with my cl-"
Thousands of little flashes of lights were flaring all over the room, all of the students staring in awe while Remus grinned and looked around.
"They look nice, don't they?"
"MR. LUPIN!" She said a bit startled. "You did this didn't you?"
Remus gaped.
"No! I'm just saying...."
McGonagall glared at him and pointed to the door.
"Not this time, Remus."
He smiled lightly and headed toward the door, casting a small glance at Seamus who was grinning at him. Yes, he had taught the boy one of his favorite spells, and he used it beautifully.
Closing the door he leaned against the wall, waiting for the remaining five minutes of the class to end. He really didn't know what to do with himself. Normally he wouldn't harass her like he did today, but what else was there to do? She knew he wouldn't do it again for a long while so she wasn't about to yell at him. Or maybe she would, who knows?
He yawned and stretched his arms forward and looked at the corridor and smiled at a lonely looking portrait. He remembered when he had no friends he used to converse with the portraits daily.
"Hello." He said to a very shabby looking person that was framed in in Cherry wood. The person looked back at him with frightened and angry...yellow... eyes.
\\He must be a werewolf like myself.\\ He thought as the person picked himself up and closed his robe tighter around himself.
"Can I help you?" He asked shortly.
\\Nice temperment this one has...\\ He though bemused.
"Oh I just wanted to chat with you." Remus said smiling.
The person hobbled over to a stump.
"Why?"
Not one to get frustrated easily, Remus continued to smile and attempt a conversation.
"Because you seem lonely. Care to tell me why?"
The person wiped his stringy hair out of his face.
"Because I'm a werewolf." He growled. "No one wants to visit me, and children don't talk to portraits like they used to."
Remus tilted his head to the side.
"I'm one too, I'll be more then happy to visit you."
That caught the portraits attention.
"My name is Remus Lupin, you are?"
"I'm Gregory Wartright." The portrait said, his face now taking a more pleasant tone. "Why are you here anyways?"
Remus smiled.
"I'm waiting for class to end and I saw you. You looked so lonely so I wanted to talk to you." He replied. "And now that I know you're a werewolf too I can talk to you about it and you'd understand... I've never met another werewolf before to tell the truth."
Gregory seemed to consider this.
"I have once before, he wasn't a very nice chap." He said. "Always lost his temper and landed himself in Azkaban...but that was long ago...I'm not sure if you heard about him. The name was Vincent Merkold."
Remus's eyes widened.
"I remember hearing about him! He was the one that originally made people want to pass the anti-werewolf act...."
Gregory look surprised.
"Anti-werewolf act? Are you serious?"
The bell that signaled class was over rang and Remus looked at Gregory sadly.
"I must go now, but I promise I will talk to you later." He said and they bid eachother good-bye.
Entering McGonagall's room he smiled at Harry who had stayed behind.
"Hello Harry, Minerva." He said and walked into the room. McGonagall glowered at him.
"Don't ever repeat what you did in my class today, Remus... that wasn't pleasing."
He smiled sheepishly at her and then looked at Harry.
"So what's going on?" Harry asked McGonagall.
She crossed her arms.
"Well Harry, since Remus is here he might as well explain it...he was the one that suggested it after all."she said pointedly.
Remus smiled.
"Well Harry, I asked Minni here to help you become an animagi." He said, answering the question. "And as for why I want you to become an animagi... well, I'm lonely duting the transformations and I'm a danger to myself...."
"Oh." Was all Harry could say as he thought about it. "Well that definitely sounds cool but-"
"If Minerva is up to it Ron and Hermione could join the fun...that is... if you don't mind." He said looking at her.
Her brows furrowed.
"If you help me Remus, then fine."
Remus couldn't help but grin.
"Of course I'll help!" He looked at Harry. "So, will you tell them... and make sure no one else knows? And yes, tell Hermione that she has the permission of two teachers."
Harry laughed.
"Okay, I will...."
Just as Harry was at the door McGonagall stopped him.
"Mr. Potter, I will mail you when I finish the trial potion... as for the real thing that should take almost the entire year."
His green eyes sparkled and he nodded and exited. Remus looked at her.
"Sorry about the way I behaved earlier..." He said with a bashful grin. "I was restless."
"I noticed."
They were silent for a moment before Minerva spoke up.
"Well it's lunch time, shall we?"
He nodded. Maybe Dumbledore returned, he still needed to ask about Sirius's portrait.
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Yes, I know... this chapter was completely poinless, though I think it fit.
And yes, I know what Harry's animagi form will be... but It'll be a surprise. I must warn you that instead of the usual cat or stag...it isn't either really... his form reminds me of Lily. ^___^ Hint.
Our Moon puppy's lover boy won't be back until later... But he shall return. =D R/R