C.12 What a Wonderful Birthday!
A/N: Well, it's starting out in Sarah's point-of-view, but I'll have to flip it to Remus' soon.
It was suppertime when she came back and Sarah was all filled with jitters. She hoped he would like it...but what if he were incredibly flipped out about it? After all, once he found it was none of his friends, he would know someone else knew his secret. Maybe she shouldn't give it to him at all?
She had missed lunch and her stomach was growling. But first, she would have to hide the gift. If she's going to give it to him, now would be the best time...and if she wasn't, then now would be the best time to hide it. Once she gave it, she couldn't give it back. She found herself in front of the Fat Lady. She took a deep breath and opened the door.
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Remus sat there eating his food. Or rather he was playing with his food. He hadn't eaten a bite since lunch. And then he ate only a few meager bites under the watchful eyes of Sirius. He always had a way of getting exactly what he wanted from people. Remus frowned. Where was she?
They had checked everywhere. Sirius and him. They searched for Sarah. Sirius was worried and he was too. But she wasn't anywhere. She wasn't even in the Room of Requirements. That was where they usually found her, studying so she could pretend to know it all and had learned it at her last school. He shook his head.
He felt something on his elbow. He looked at his arm and saw a hand. Knitting brows in confusion he traced the hand to its owner, Sirius.
'Come on,' Sirius whispered. They just got up. Peter was paying attention to his food; he'd notice when he had finish that steak he was working on. They could count on that. Lily and James would notice too, but by that time, Peter would have gone off looking for them and they would think it was for their 'quality time'. So they could escape and escape from their friends they did.
When they left the Great Hall, Sirius started the conversation. 'Look, Remus, don't worry about Sarah. She can take care of herself.'
'She can't do magic, Sirius. She's at a disadvantage to everyone in the school! For all we know, she could be lying unconscious somewhere! Wait...where's the map?'
'I...uh...well, you see...I gave it to Sarah.' He looked away from Remus.
'It's ok, Sirius,' Remus put his hand on his shoulder. 'But can I ask why?'
'You deserve to know why,' Sirius answered. 'First off, she was lost. I think it was the first day she was awake and walking, you know?' Remus nodded his head. He did know. That was day he first saw her. 'Well, at Lunch that day I saw her and she looked so sad. So I, uh, well, I kind of used the map that night and followed her. I kind of made her promise—' Sirius appeared to be nervous. He was twisting his hands. Remus frowned. When had Sirius ever been nervous? '—Well, I made her promise that she wouldn't tell about James' invisibility coat. And then I made her promise not to tell about my sneaking around.' He looked at Remus. Was he really nervous? 'She had an excuse, you see? So my plan didn't go as planned. Instead, well, I gave her the Map. She promised not to tell and all. It's ok, isn't it?'
Remus was shocked. All throughout his school career, Sirius had always been the cool one. He was always so suave. And now he was nervous? He attempted a smile. 'Why so nervous, Padfoot? You know we wouldn't mind so long as it's put to good use.'
'I was hoping you'd say that. You're always so nice and easygoing,' Sirius replied. 'I'm not nervous about that.' Sirius looked away. 'I don't know why. I just am,' He seemed to tell the window. He looked back at Remus, 'I think I like her. And it's different from all of those other girls. I don't know.' He looked away again.
Remus was shocked. He could almost swear that his mouth was hanging open. 'Y-You like her, Sarah?'
'Yeah, I think so.'
'That's, um, that's great, Sirius.' Why was it so hard to fake happiness? His throat felt like cotton balls. He couldn't like Sarah. No, why'd he even think that just know? All the other girls he liked he acted like a fool around. He'd stutter and blush and they'd giggle at his awkwardness. No, he was calm around Sarah. So why wasn't he jumping up and down for Sirius?
It's probably just because Sirius is never nervous about girls like this. He reassured himself. Yet that didn't stop the pit forming in the bottom of his stomach.
He forced himself back to normalcy. Sirius' strange behavior would NOT change his. 'Come on, maybe she's in the Room of Requirement.' They began the descent to the seventh floor.
After walking back and forth in front of that...oh, that ugly portrait, the door appeared. Remus just stared at. He wanted to find Sarah, sure. But at the same time he would be so uncomfortable around them, now that he knew Sirius liked her and all. Sirius and Sarah would go out and poor Remus would be left with Peter, again. Not that he didn't like Peter or anything, but Peter was a wuss. Oh sure, Remus looked weak and all, but he was a werewolf! He was no pansy, not like Peter. He was amazed that boy even made it into the Gryffindor House.
He sighed inwardly. He was being too harsh. He was just upset that he would never get a girl, not with his condition, at least. He would have to tell them before they got close. And when she would find out...he shook his head. No, he wouldn't think of that. But the thoughts came anyway. The girl going screaming from his presence. Sarah would be no different. Well, she'd still be his friend...but why was he thinking of this anyways?
He watched Sirius turn the handle with slightly glazed eyes. Please don't be in there, he prayed. And the door was opened. Revealing nothing but pictures of Sarah as they had thought of her as they passed the portrait. Remus felt relief. He shouldn't, he knew that, but he still felt it.
'Let's go to the Common Room, mate,' he told Sirius. Sirius absently nodded and they headed downstairs to the portrait of the Fat Lady.
A/N: Umm...well, that didn't go as far as I had hoped so there shall be yet another chapter forth coming. I hope I didn't do a too bad job ^-^; Anyways, let me know what you think...and hopefully I can write another chapter soon. Thanks to any and all who read this. Snow White: Yes, Remus is a cutie but so is Sirius. And thank you. ^-^
A/N: Well, it's starting out in Sarah's point-of-view, but I'll have to flip it to Remus' soon.
It was suppertime when she came back and Sarah was all filled with jitters. She hoped he would like it...but what if he were incredibly flipped out about it? After all, once he found it was none of his friends, he would know someone else knew his secret. Maybe she shouldn't give it to him at all?
She had missed lunch and her stomach was growling. But first, she would have to hide the gift. If she's going to give it to him, now would be the best time...and if she wasn't, then now would be the best time to hide it. Once she gave it, she couldn't give it back. She found herself in front of the Fat Lady. She took a deep breath and opened the door.
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Remus sat there eating his food. Or rather he was playing with his food. He hadn't eaten a bite since lunch. And then he ate only a few meager bites under the watchful eyes of Sirius. He always had a way of getting exactly what he wanted from people. Remus frowned. Where was she?
They had checked everywhere. Sirius and him. They searched for Sarah. Sirius was worried and he was too. But she wasn't anywhere. She wasn't even in the Room of Requirements. That was where they usually found her, studying so she could pretend to know it all and had learned it at her last school. He shook his head.
He felt something on his elbow. He looked at his arm and saw a hand. Knitting brows in confusion he traced the hand to its owner, Sirius.
'Come on,' Sirius whispered. They just got up. Peter was paying attention to his food; he'd notice when he had finish that steak he was working on. They could count on that. Lily and James would notice too, but by that time, Peter would have gone off looking for them and they would think it was for their 'quality time'. So they could escape and escape from their friends they did.
When they left the Great Hall, Sirius started the conversation. 'Look, Remus, don't worry about Sarah. She can take care of herself.'
'She can't do magic, Sirius. She's at a disadvantage to everyone in the school! For all we know, she could be lying unconscious somewhere! Wait...where's the map?'
'I...uh...well, you see...I gave it to Sarah.' He looked away from Remus.
'It's ok, Sirius,' Remus put his hand on his shoulder. 'But can I ask why?'
'You deserve to know why,' Sirius answered. 'First off, she was lost. I think it was the first day she was awake and walking, you know?' Remus nodded his head. He did know. That was day he first saw her. 'Well, at Lunch that day I saw her and she looked so sad. So I, uh, well, I kind of used the map that night and followed her. I kind of made her promise—' Sirius appeared to be nervous. He was twisting his hands. Remus frowned. When had Sirius ever been nervous? '—Well, I made her promise that she wouldn't tell about James' invisibility coat. And then I made her promise not to tell about my sneaking around.' He looked at Remus. Was he really nervous? 'She had an excuse, you see? So my plan didn't go as planned. Instead, well, I gave her the Map. She promised not to tell and all. It's ok, isn't it?'
Remus was shocked. All throughout his school career, Sirius had always been the cool one. He was always so suave. And now he was nervous? He attempted a smile. 'Why so nervous, Padfoot? You know we wouldn't mind so long as it's put to good use.'
'I was hoping you'd say that. You're always so nice and easygoing,' Sirius replied. 'I'm not nervous about that.' Sirius looked away. 'I don't know why. I just am,' He seemed to tell the window. He looked back at Remus, 'I think I like her. And it's different from all of those other girls. I don't know.' He looked away again.
Remus was shocked. He could almost swear that his mouth was hanging open. 'Y-You like her, Sarah?'
'Yeah, I think so.'
'That's, um, that's great, Sirius.' Why was it so hard to fake happiness? His throat felt like cotton balls. He couldn't like Sarah. No, why'd he even think that just know? All the other girls he liked he acted like a fool around. He'd stutter and blush and they'd giggle at his awkwardness. No, he was calm around Sarah. So why wasn't he jumping up and down for Sirius?
It's probably just because Sirius is never nervous about girls like this. He reassured himself. Yet that didn't stop the pit forming in the bottom of his stomach.
He forced himself back to normalcy. Sirius' strange behavior would NOT change his. 'Come on, maybe she's in the Room of Requirement.' They began the descent to the seventh floor.
After walking back and forth in front of that...oh, that ugly portrait, the door appeared. Remus just stared at. He wanted to find Sarah, sure. But at the same time he would be so uncomfortable around them, now that he knew Sirius liked her and all. Sirius and Sarah would go out and poor Remus would be left with Peter, again. Not that he didn't like Peter or anything, but Peter was a wuss. Oh sure, Remus looked weak and all, but he was a werewolf! He was no pansy, not like Peter. He was amazed that boy even made it into the Gryffindor House.
He sighed inwardly. He was being too harsh. He was just upset that he would never get a girl, not with his condition, at least. He would have to tell them before they got close. And when she would find out...he shook his head. No, he wouldn't think of that. But the thoughts came anyway. The girl going screaming from his presence. Sarah would be no different. Well, she'd still be his friend...but why was he thinking of this anyways?
He watched Sirius turn the handle with slightly glazed eyes. Please don't be in there, he prayed. And the door was opened. Revealing nothing but pictures of Sarah as they had thought of her as they passed the portrait. Remus felt relief. He shouldn't, he knew that, but he still felt it.
'Let's go to the Common Room, mate,' he told Sirius. Sirius absently nodded and they headed downstairs to the portrait of the Fat Lady.
A/N: Umm...well, that didn't go as far as I had hoped so there shall be yet another chapter forth coming. I hope I didn't do a too bad job ^-^; Anyways, let me know what you think...and hopefully I can write another chapter soon. Thanks to any and all who read this. Snow White: Yes, Remus is a cutie but so is Sirius. And thank you. ^-^
