Harry Potter isn't mine. I have to thank the one who suffered through editing this for me, as it
was about 3:30 a.m. when I wrote it. And I also have to thank the same person for giving me
color ideas. I believe she chose to remain anonymous, so this is her anonymous thank you note.
^^ Okey. Bear with me on my updating system. If everything went according to how I wanted it,
everything should be updated by the time this shows up...but my internet's screwy, so yeah.
*Shrug*
-FeignedMyth
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Blood Pact - Prologue
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"Hurry up, Remus!" the overly cheerful voice of Sirius Black beckoned him to hurry up. Remus
frowned faintly, but increased his pace to match that of the two other boys in front of him. He
had no idea what they were up to this time, but as a marauder, he was expected to come along.
"Don't worry Rem, we're not out to break any rules this time. We're going to the Room
of Requirement, if you must know." James piped in, catching the concerned expression on the
werewolf's face. Remus simply rolled his eyes. Honestly, they expected that information to be
reassuring? At least he had sped up, so they could no longer complain about that.
The trio continued walking down the corridor until they reached the room, where James
paced back and forth while he and Sirius both watched. It took only a moment for the door to
appear out of nowhere on the wall. Both James and Sirius entered the room in silence.
What Remus saw as he entered caused him to give a soft gasp. A sign was across the
floor, the sign of Eternal. Candles were lined in a circle around it. Leave it to Sirius and James to
tamper with powerful magic. He glanced to them a few moments and noticed they were looking
around in the same manner - only they looked thoroughly pleased with themselves.
"What are you up to?" Remus questioned slowly, arms crossing over his chest in a
thoroughly annoyed manner.
"Rem, we're the marauders. We have each other's backs. You know that, right?" Sirius
questioned, assuming his thoroughly innocent puppy dog look.
"Yes, I know that..." Remus said slowly, shaking his head.
"I propose we give a pact. All three of us. A blood pact to be there for each other. That
when only one of us remains alive, through whatever comes, that one can call us all back if ever
in need. That the last one of us alive will never have to be alone if they don't choose to." Sirius
explained quickly.
It took several moments for Remus to digest this and he stared. "So...you're saying that
if...when... all of us but one are dead, then they can be called back to life in a time of need...to be
alive again?"
James and Sirius both nodded. It was clear that Remus had been left out of the planning
for this. He'd have objected to everything.
"Will you?" James asked slowly, frowning slightly. Remus was caught. He couldn't not
accept what was going on. He gave a slow nod. "What about Peter?" he questioned, glancing
around.
"He's a tagalong." both James and Sirius stated at once. Remus nodded. He couldn't help
but agree with them. James and Sirius stepped up to where the lines met in the center of the sign,
standing opposite each other. The motioned for Remus to stand to the side of them, facing the
center.
Sirius pulled out a pocketknife slowly and slipped the blade out with a faint nod. "Blood
by Blood, Heart by Heart, We are Marauders, now and forever. Together we stand, though
separately we fall, not one shall stand alone, as the fallen wait for eternity's call." Sirius said
softly, the blade of the knife began to glow a light green as Sirius cut into his left hand, letting the
blood fall to the ground in the center of them. The blood assumed the same green glow as the
knife, and though it was but a drop, the green glow surrounded the whole sign. Sirius passed the
knife to James and it stopped glowing.
James looked down and nodded faintly, taking a deep breath. James'd always been leery
of blood. he hated the stuff. Especially his own. "Blood by Blood, Heart by Heart, We are
Marauders, nor and forever. Together we stand, though separately we fall, not one shall stand
alone, as the fallen wait for eternity's call." the blade of the knife began to glow a light blue
color, and James hesitantly cut into his left palm, a single drop of blood falling from each and
adding blue to the circling green symbol on the floor. The knife, surprisingly, was still clean as
James passed it over to Remus.
Remus took the knife hesitantly. He had no fear of blood, but he had a strong fear of
powerful magic that could backfire. He supposed he should trust Sirius and James - they usually
knew what they were talking about. Unless they had made this up. Then that would be a sad thing
if it backfired. He frowned faintly. "Blood by Blood, Heart by Heart, We are Marauders, now and
forever. Together we stand, though separately we fall, not one shall stand alone, as the fallen wait
for eternity's call." he recited slowly, the blade glowing a deep, dark yellow for him. He slowly
cut into his left palm, letting the blood fall to the ground as it joined the circle.
"We are the marauders, Bound together in heart and soul, and now by blood. If ever we're
separated and alone, then we can call the others back to the living for us. We are friends, we are
brothers, we are eternally bonded." Sirius spoke calmly, and the light shot up from the symbol on
the floor, circling around the three then enveloping them for a few moments before it all cleared.
"How do we know this works..." James said slowly, a bit dazed by the happenings.
"We'll find out when the time comes, won't we?" Sirius replied.
Remus bowed his head. He didn't say anything. He didn't want to use this pact to bring
them back, if the time came. Peace...that's what he wanted. He wouldn't use it. He wouldn't use
it...of course, unless there was a point in time when he couldn't bear being alone any longer.
Than...just maybe.
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To Be continued.
Next: Jump to Summer of 1996. Sirius has been gone a year. Everyone is angry at Remus, and
Remus is reaching his wits end. He's lost, confused, and tired of everyone being against him.
What will this all lead him to do?
was about 3:30 a.m. when I wrote it. And I also have to thank the same person for giving me
color ideas. I believe she chose to remain anonymous, so this is her anonymous thank you note.
^^ Okey. Bear with me on my updating system. If everything went according to how I wanted it,
everything should be updated by the time this shows up...but my internet's screwy, so yeah.
*Shrug*
-FeignedMyth
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Blood Pact - Prologue
~~~~
"Hurry up, Remus!" the overly cheerful voice of Sirius Black beckoned him to hurry up. Remus
frowned faintly, but increased his pace to match that of the two other boys in front of him. He
had no idea what they were up to this time, but as a marauder, he was expected to come along.
"Don't worry Rem, we're not out to break any rules this time. We're going to the Room
of Requirement, if you must know." James piped in, catching the concerned expression on the
werewolf's face. Remus simply rolled his eyes. Honestly, they expected that information to be
reassuring? At least he had sped up, so they could no longer complain about that.
The trio continued walking down the corridor until they reached the room, where James
paced back and forth while he and Sirius both watched. It took only a moment for the door to
appear out of nowhere on the wall. Both James and Sirius entered the room in silence.
What Remus saw as he entered caused him to give a soft gasp. A sign was across the
floor, the sign of Eternal. Candles were lined in a circle around it. Leave it to Sirius and James to
tamper with powerful magic. He glanced to them a few moments and noticed they were looking
around in the same manner - only they looked thoroughly pleased with themselves.
"What are you up to?" Remus questioned slowly, arms crossing over his chest in a
thoroughly annoyed manner.
"Rem, we're the marauders. We have each other's backs. You know that, right?" Sirius
questioned, assuming his thoroughly innocent puppy dog look.
"Yes, I know that..." Remus said slowly, shaking his head.
"I propose we give a pact. All three of us. A blood pact to be there for each other. That
when only one of us remains alive, through whatever comes, that one can call us all back if ever
in need. That the last one of us alive will never have to be alone if they don't choose to." Sirius
explained quickly.
It took several moments for Remus to digest this and he stared. "So...you're saying that
if...when... all of us but one are dead, then they can be called back to life in a time of need...to be
alive again?"
James and Sirius both nodded. It was clear that Remus had been left out of the planning
for this. He'd have objected to everything.
"Will you?" James asked slowly, frowning slightly. Remus was caught. He couldn't not
accept what was going on. He gave a slow nod. "What about Peter?" he questioned, glancing
around.
"He's a tagalong." both James and Sirius stated at once. Remus nodded. He couldn't help
but agree with them. James and Sirius stepped up to where the lines met in the center of the sign,
standing opposite each other. The motioned for Remus to stand to the side of them, facing the
center.
Sirius pulled out a pocketknife slowly and slipped the blade out with a faint nod. "Blood
by Blood, Heart by Heart, We are Marauders, now and forever. Together we stand, though
separately we fall, not one shall stand alone, as the fallen wait for eternity's call." Sirius said
softly, the blade of the knife began to glow a light green as Sirius cut into his left hand, letting the
blood fall to the ground in the center of them. The blood assumed the same green glow as the
knife, and though it was but a drop, the green glow surrounded the whole sign. Sirius passed the
knife to James and it stopped glowing.
James looked down and nodded faintly, taking a deep breath. James'd always been leery
of blood. he hated the stuff. Especially his own. "Blood by Blood, Heart by Heart, We are
Marauders, nor and forever. Together we stand, though separately we fall, not one shall stand
alone, as the fallen wait for eternity's call." the blade of the knife began to glow a light blue
color, and James hesitantly cut into his left palm, a single drop of blood falling from each and
adding blue to the circling green symbol on the floor. The knife, surprisingly, was still clean as
James passed it over to Remus.
Remus took the knife hesitantly. He had no fear of blood, but he had a strong fear of
powerful magic that could backfire. He supposed he should trust Sirius and James - they usually
knew what they were talking about. Unless they had made this up. Then that would be a sad thing
if it backfired. He frowned faintly. "Blood by Blood, Heart by Heart, We are Marauders, now and
forever. Together we stand, though separately we fall, not one shall stand alone, as the fallen wait
for eternity's call." he recited slowly, the blade glowing a deep, dark yellow for him. He slowly
cut into his left palm, letting the blood fall to the ground as it joined the circle.
"We are the marauders, Bound together in heart and soul, and now by blood. If ever we're
separated and alone, then we can call the others back to the living for us. We are friends, we are
brothers, we are eternally bonded." Sirius spoke calmly, and the light shot up from the symbol on
the floor, circling around the three then enveloping them for a few moments before it all cleared.
"How do we know this works..." James said slowly, a bit dazed by the happenings.
"We'll find out when the time comes, won't we?" Sirius replied.
Remus bowed his head. He didn't say anything. He didn't want to use this pact to bring
them back, if the time came. Peace...that's what he wanted. He wouldn't use it. He wouldn't use
it...of course, unless there was a point in time when he couldn't bear being alone any longer.
Than...just maybe.
~~~~~~
To Be continued.
Next: Jump to Summer of 1996. Sirius has been gone a year. Everyone is angry at Remus, and
Remus is reaching his wits end. He's lost, confused, and tired of everyone being against him.
What will this all lead him to do?