He he. I loved The Prisoner of Azkaban! Both Ron and Draco were hilarious! There were only a few things (like the whole MWPP thing was not explained, how Peter looked and Remus saying that Lily was there for him when none others were {she disliked the marauders}) that I would have changed. It was a very good movie though. I've seen it twice already. Well enjoy this chapter. I felt guilty leaving the last one how I did.
The next chapter...
James ran frantically through the school. With every step, wet feet hit the ground and echoed throughout the halls. Every once and a while he slipped and slid a little, usually landing flat on his face on the ground. Finally he made it to the entrance of Madam Pomfrey's personal quarters and pounded on the door.
"You need to come! Remus, fell in lake, freezing!" James yelled though loud, heavy breaths. It took around five seconds for Madam Pomfrey to come rushing out with a pink frilly robe over her nightgown. The two ran down the school, James tripping and slipping again. Madam Pomfrey threw the front doors open and James ran in front of her to show where his freezing friend lay, breathing heavily and shaking. -
"Do you think he'll be alright?"
"I don't know. Poke him and see what he does." Sirius tapped Remus on the shoulder.
"Ah. I knew it. Alas, I am sorry to say that he is dead. We shall prepare for the funeral in his honor. We all will miss him, but in time we will get over it."
"Perhaps we should cremate him! You know I never really cared much for Remus; he always kept me from beating up on Pete. Though I rather have Peter dead than him."
"Yes, yes. What a very good friend he was. Not even letting us beat that rat up. We should stick his ashes in a coffee can..."
"And place them beside Peter's bed," James finished. Peter sat on his bed, wide eyed with fear and confused. He had been upset with them since he learned of the escape plans, in which they were planning to leave him alone. Having only returned to the hospital five minutes ago, all he knew of the incident, was that something happened to Remus.
"He isn't really d-dead is he?" Peter stuttered. A sly grin over took Sirius's face.
"I don't know Pete. Why don't you come over here and see?" James and Sirius each grabbed one of Remus's arms and let them fall limply to his side.
"I d-don't r-really want...I'll stay here."
"Very well. If you are scared to look at a corpse," James dramatically sighed as he continued to pick up and drop Remus's 'lifeless' arm and making Peter feel very uneasy. Mr. Lupin snorted from the corner he was silently reading in and decided it would be much more of a punishment to Peter to have an adult believe that Remus was really and truly dead.
"James, I just want to know what my boy's last words were," he said in a voice that suggested he had been crying for a while. James put on the most pathetic look any of them had ever seen.
"He wanted me to tell you and your wife that he blames his death of none other then Peter, because he was the one who started the whole thing by tattle telling and he hopes you two will do the same." Mr. Lupin sniffed and broke down in fake sobs which made Peter much more uneasy. Sirius started to hum funeral music. Mr. Lupin took off his hat and all the three boys and grieving father bowed their heads. Finally Sirius stopped the mournful song and buried his face in his pillow. The four o'clock in the morning silence swept over the castle. Peter was looking frantic, not knowing what to do. Suddenly the door crept open and the four faces looked up, each red from trying to hide their laughter. Mrs. Lupin came in and looked skeptically at her husband and son's friends. Peter's beady eyes were darting back and forth, looking for an exit.
"What happened?" Mrs. Lupin, who had heard the funeral music, asked as she sat beside her husband.
"Remus is dead," Mr. Lupin answered and him, James and Sirius burst into uncontrollable laughter. Peter's eyes grew wide as he released that the whole thing was a joke and Remus who had woken up around a minute ago, snorted, rolled over and fell back asleep.
The next chapter...
James ran frantically through the school. With every step, wet feet hit the ground and echoed throughout the halls. Every once and a while he slipped and slid a little, usually landing flat on his face on the ground. Finally he made it to the entrance of Madam Pomfrey's personal quarters and pounded on the door.
"You need to come! Remus, fell in lake, freezing!" James yelled though loud, heavy breaths. It took around five seconds for Madam Pomfrey to come rushing out with a pink frilly robe over her nightgown. The two ran down the school, James tripping and slipping again. Madam Pomfrey threw the front doors open and James ran in front of her to show where his freezing friend lay, breathing heavily and shaking. -
"Do you think he'll be alright?"
"I don't know. Poke him and see what he does." Sirius tapped Remus on the shoulder.
"Ah. I knew it. Alas, I am sorry to say that he is dead. We shall prepare for the funeral in his honor. We all will miss him, but in time we will get over it."
"Perhaps we should cremate him! You know I never really cared much for Remus; he always kept me from beating up on Pete. Though I rather have Peter dead than him."
"Yes, yes. What a very good friend he was. Not even letting us beat that rat up. We should stick his ashes in a coffee can..."
"And place them beside Peter's bed," James finished. Peter sat on his bed, wide eyed with fear and confused. He had been upset with them since he learned of the escape plans, in which they were planning to leave him alone. Having only returned to the hospital five minutes ago, all he knew of the incident, was that something happened to Remus.
"He isn't really d-dead is he?" Peter stuttered. A sly grin over took Sirius's face.
"I don't know Pete. Why don't you come over here and see?" James and Sirius each grabbed one of Remus's arms and let them fall limply to his side.
"I d-don't r-really want...I'll stay here."
"Very well. If you are scared to look at a corpse," James dramatically sighed as he continued to pick up and drop Remus's 'lifeless' arm and making Peter feel very uneasy. Mr. Lupin snorted from the corner he was silently reading in and decided it would be much more of a punishment to Peter to have an adult believe that Remus was really and truly dead.
"James, I just want to know what my boy's last words were," he said in a voice that suggested he had been crying for a while. James put on the most pathetic look any of them had ever seen.
"He wanted me to tell you and your wife that he blames his death of none other then Peter, because he was the one who started the whole thing by tattle telling and he hopes you two will do the same." Mr. Lupin sniffed and broke down in fake sobs which made Peter much more uneasy. Sirius started to hum funeral music. Mr. Lupin took off his hat and all the three boys and grieving father bowed their heads. Finally Sirius stopped the mournful song and buried his face in his pillow. The four o'clock in the morning silence swept over the castle. Peter was looking frantic, not knowing what to do. Suddenly the door crept open and the four faces looked up, each red from trying to hide their laughter. Mrs. Lupin came in and looked skeptically at her husband and son's friends. Peter's beady eyes were darting back and forth, looking for an exit.
"What happened?" Mrs. Lupin, who had heard the funeral music, asked as she sat beside her husband.
"Remus is dead," Mr. Lupin answered and him, James and Sirius burst into uncontrollable laughter. Peter's eyes grew wide as he released that the whole thing was a joke and Remus who had woken up around a minute ago, snorted, rolled over and fell back asleep.