Silver Blood
Chapter 13: Eclipse (part 1)
The muggle world…
The grocery store was crowded with active customers rushing around trying to be the first in line. There was a lot more people than usual in the small store. A panic had arisen in several towns because of the mysterious multiple murders. Many people thought the world was going to end, much like they did when the new millennium came about and the stores were selling three times as many items as before. There was always some reason for people to panic, whether it be true or extremely exaggerated.
"Honestly, can't people find anything else to do than panic," an old woman muttered pushing a cart with a small four year old boy in it.
The old woman was trying her best not to let her grandson be frightened by the way the people were pushing past trying to get their supplies bought so they could go home, lock their doors and stay in for months. It was no wonder children came out the way they did nowadays.
"Gra'ma Rose," the little boy said ecstatically holding his Scooby-doo doll.
"What is it Alec?" she smiled down at him, ignoring the people bustling about and focusing her attention on the cutie.
His bright blue eyes shined brightly as he giggled and chewed on the end of Scooby's ear. The light brunette hair, finally covering his whole head, lie neatly on top of his head. He was as handsome as his father and as beautiful as his mother.
"Are you ready to go? Once your mommy buys what she needs we're off to go to your mommy and daddy's beach house in Florida. We'll have so much fun," she said pinching his small cheek.
He giggled affectionately and lightly pushed her hand away.
"Mother, are you doing it again?"
A woman of around mid twenties stepped up, her long brown hair covering her shoulders. Her gray eyes glowed happily as she watched her mother and child interacting.
"You do realize he won't understand you for another couple of years," she grinning teasingly.
The grandma slightly rolled her eyes, hearing it a hundred times. "Yeah, yeah, so you've told me."
Grace laughed, "I'm sure you just want him to hear your voice. Right Alec-doo," she kissed his cheek. "Do you want to listen to Grandma?"
Alec smiled and put his doll over his head, not really comprehending what his mom was saying but finding his surroundings very entertaining. Grace smiled, shaking her head lightly and gave him one last kiss.
"Look Alec, mommy bought you Scooby-doo applesauce," Grace waved it in front of the little boy.
Alec clapped his hands reaching out toward it, "Scoodie-boo!"
Grace laughed along with Rose both thinking the same thing: where's a camera when you need it?
"I'll go bring the car around to pick you both up," Grace smiled and walked out.
"Come on Alec, out you go," Rose smiled and lifted the boy into her arms. "We'll go wait for mommy."
She carried him out of the store to the sidewalk. It wasn't as crowded outside. A cold wind seeped through her light summer sweater.
"It's a bit nippy out here. I guess I'm getting too old," she said and turned to beam at the good little angel in her arms.
"When did it get dark?" she wondered aloud noticing the absence of the bright sun. She looked up at the sky. "There aren't any clouds."
"Gra'ma! Gra'ma!" Alec shouted gleefully. "Kitty!"
"What Alec? Where's a cat?" she smiled, looking to where he was pointing.
Her smile faded as her blood ran cold. A large animal in the shape of a leopard with strange spots all over it was staring at them almost hungrily. It was three times the size of a German Shepherd and had fangs like a bobcat. If she wasn't mistaken it was staring directly at Alec. Just then a car zoomed past them, blocking the strange creation from her sight. When the car was gone, only five seconds later, so was the animal. It had disappeared as if it was never there.
"Mom!"
Rose turned to see Grace leaning out of the window calling her. She had pulled up with the van and was looking worriedly at her.
"Are you all right? Not going deaf are you?" she smiled softly.
"Yes Grace, I'm fine," she answered a bit nervously, helping Alec into the car. "Let's just get going to the beach house."
"What?" Grace blinked. "All ready? I thought we would grab something to eat and then hit the road."
Rose got in the car, after Alec was buckled up, and closed the door momentarily glancing at the spot where she had seen the animal.
"I just don't feel comfortable around here, what with all the talk about animal attacks and such," she said quickly.
Grace looked at her strangely, "You aren't actually believing the gossip this time, are you? You know how people are when they react to a situation. Besides, the so-called attacks happened a couple towns away from us."
"I just think we all need a little vacation, you know? Being in a city can drive you mad sometimes."
Grace just smiled and shook her head, "All right mom, I'll call Brian and let him know that he can just head down there from work and meet us there instead of for lunch. I guess I wouldn't mind starting my vacation early." She smiled and turned to look at Alec, "And you don't mind either, right sweetie?"
Alec giggled, "Vacation!" he repeated.
She smiled, "He learned a new word!"
Rose smiled but kept silent, hoping it was only her imagination. But old instinct told her it had been real. Alec had also seen it and that didn't give her a good feeling. Hopefully getting away would help all of them.
"Hmm, I wonder if it's going to rain, it's so dark," Grace said quietly. "Well, let's get going, vacation is waiting!"
XXXXX
The muggle world…
"What movie are we going to see?"
Derek turned to look at his date, Chelsea, a girl he had had a crush on for a while. Her blonde hair shone brightly with her white dress, and her dark brown eyes were gentle. He snapped out of his daze and smiled, taking her arm. They both walked down the driveway toward his car away from her house. He could still feel the eyes of her father watching from the window. Somehow her father didn't trust him, even though they had been friends for a while.
"Well, I told my parents we were going to see a movie, but we're going to a party at the downtown club, you know where Sarah and Steve work?"
She nodded excitedly, her smile brightening up her face. "Great, I can't wait! I heard they play great music."
They hopped into his car and drove off toward the club. Chelsea began lightly applying lip gloss and turned to him after she was done.
"You remember I have to be home by ten right? My parents don't want me out when it's too dark," she said seriously, but was still smiling slightly. She wanted to have fun tonight but she hated disobeying her parents. Though she really didn't mind, four hours seemed like enough time.
Derek nodded, his brown hair spiked at the tips letting his blue eyes be the center of attention. His friends had told him girls melted for a guy with great blue eyes, hopefully Chelsea and he could hit it off. The car stopped and they both got out holding hands.
Chelsea looked up at the sky, "Does it seem a little dark to you?"
Derek shrugged, "A storm is probably coming. Let's go inside."
Chelsea nodded and was about to follow him when she suddenly heard a strange noise. Her heart stopped in her chest and her brown eyes widened in shock as she caught sight of something very unusual.
"Derek!" she shouted fearfully.
He turned around and saw the look on her face. "What is it Chelsea?" he asked concerned. "Are you all right?"
He walked over to her and put his hands on her shoulders. "Hey, if you don't want to go— "
"No, it's not that," she shook her head. "Look at the sky!"
"What?" he asked puzzled and turned to look up. The sky was a nice clear blue, although it was a bit dim out, and maybe a little chilly. He didn't see anything out of the ordinary.
"I
don't see anything."
"No," she said gripping his arm, "the
sun."
Derek turned around and looked upward. His mouth dropped open at the sight that greeted him. His expression was shock at first, but it soon changed to awe.
"Holy shit! That's why it's dark so early in the summer! It's incredible, I've never actually seen one before."
Chelsea didn't seem as thrilled. Truthfully, although she didn't mind staying out late, she hated the dark. It had terrified her ever since she was a little girl, there was just something about it. Something mysterious and spooky, like a whole other world. In the summer there was nothing to worry about because the sun didn't begin to set until ten, but it would soon be darker than any normal night, no moon or stars would provide any light because technically it was still daytime...or supposed to be.
"Derek, let's go inside," Chelsea insisted, still holding onto his arm.
He looked down at her confused and then smiled. "You're not afraid are you?"
Chelsea opened her mouth unable to answer right away. She didn't know him that well, past a few years of being classmates. Would he laugh at her?
"N-No, it's not that, I just...I just want to go inside and have fun before it gets too dark or my parents will never let me go out again," she said quickly, nervous from having to lie a bit.
"What? Even in this circumstance? Come on, it's not like anybody knew about it, besides you'll technically be home by ten."
"I know, it's just that— "
Chelsea stopped cold as she heard a low growl by her ear. She turned frightened but couldn't see anything. Her short summer dress was no longer keeping her body warm.
"Chelsea?" Derek asked.
"Umm...I was saying that...I— "
She was cut off again as she felt a cold chill run up her spine, almost like one of those creepy feelings that someone was watching her. She could hear leaves and gravel making noise like they were being stepped on nearby, like something was walking along it almost silently.
"D-Did you hear that?"
Derek raised his eyebrows, "Hear what?"
A garbage can suddenly fell over startling the both of them. Chelsea flung her arms around him by instinct.
"That," she whispered.
Derek looked around. "It was just a garbage can, now come on let's go inside where everyone else is, we'll stay with them, okay?"
Chelsea nodded weakly and they headed for the front door. As they approached the door Chelsea noticed that it was getting colder. She looked at the front door and saw that it was almost fully covered in shadows from lack of full sunlight. She hated stepping into dark places. There was no telling what was waiting...
Cut it out! You are 15 years old now, you need to grow up! There is no boogie man or monsters, they don't exists. It's all in your head.
"See, here we are," he said walking toward the door.
She nodded, still shaking slightly.
He smiled, "Would you like me to go open the door? It'll let in some light."
She smiled at him gratefully, "That'd be nice, thanks."
She stopped where she was, making sure to let him go first. She knew she was going to feel stupid for being scared of nothing, she just hoped he didn't tease her all night long. Derek walked forward, heading toward the door. She watched him disappear into the darkness. A minute passed and suddenly a little gleam of light caught her eye. The door had been opened. Derek poked his head out from the shadows.
"See, nothing to worry about," he smiled.
Just then the door was slammed shut, throwing Derek backward. He disappeared into the shadows as Chelsea heard him fall down. She, on the other hand, had jumped back scared out of her mind.
"Derek! Are you all right?" Chelsea shouted.
No answer.
Swallowing the lump in her throat she approached the spot where she saw him disappear. She hoped he wasn't hurt. Whoever had done that as a joke was just plain rude.
"Derek?" she asked quietly, stepping forward with caution.
She was about five feet away from where he had fallen when suddenly he fell forward, his upper half now in the dim light and the rest of his body still covered in shadows. She let out a loud scream. He was pale and sweaty and had this look of terror on his face.
"Derek, you jerk!" she shouted.
His eyes looked up at her pleadingly, "Ch...Chelsea help, it has my leg...God, I can feel it— AHHH!"
He screamed loudly, sounding like he was in pain and his head dropped onto his arm. He remained motionless, with his face down on his arm. Chelsea was shaking head frantically tears falling down her face.
"You asshole! How sick can you get?" she sobbed. "I want to go home!"
Derek didn't answer. Chelsea was really getting scared now. She wasn't sure if he really needed her help, but he had said something had him, which meant he was trying to scare her. She wanted to go home and it was all ready getting a little darker.
"You had your fun!" she said angrily, wiping her tears away. "Now stop scaring me and get up!"
Derek still didn't move. She shook her head, looking around her. She was alone, everyone else was inside but she didn't dare go near the door, even if he was playing with her. She hated how horrible boys could be. She quickly took her purse from off her shoulder. Still sniffling she pulled out her cell phone and opened it. She dialed a number and waited, wiping her eyes again.
"Hey Jason, it's Chelsea. Can you come pick me up? I'm at the downtown club on fifth street."
"Yeah, sure sis. I get off work in five. Hey, weren't you supposed to be on a date?"
"I was, but the guy I was with was being a real jerk," she raised her voice, hoping Derek didn't think he was funny anymore. He was really doing a good job of scaring her.
"Sorry to hear that. Listen, I'll come get you right when I get off, we'll go pick up Jen and go out to eat, all right?"
She smiled, "Thanks bro, you're the best. I owe you one."
She heard him laugh lightly. "No sweat, that's what big brothers are for."
"Yeah, well I wish my date was as good as your girlfriend Jen, but he...," Chelsea trailed off. She was about to say all the bad things she could about him because she thought he was a kind boy, but her eyes were suddenly hooked in the direction Derek was lying.
"Chels?"
Her eyes were wide with fear as the color drained from her face. Her blood had stopped cold and her heart was racing so fast it was the only sound she could hear. Her throat had suddenly gone dry and she couldn't open her mouth to speak. Near where Derek was lying still, from the shadows, came a strange, yet recognizable red liquid that was pooling down the sidewalk toward her. Chelsea was opening and closing her mouth, the shock paralyzing her as she stared at it. Many thoughts whipped through her mind. Derek wasn't joking, he needed her help, but how was he bleeding?
"Hey Chels, what's wrong? You still there?"
Chelsea pulled the phone from her ear as her eyes were fixed on the darkness in front of her. A pair of glowing green eyes were looking at her. As it grew colder she could see the figure slowly moving closer toward her, keeping in the shadows. Her body froze as a large body came into better view. Though still covered by the darkness she could make out a tall green body with long muscular arms and claws on its hands and feet. Its body was as big as a small Rhino and its teeth...there were layers of fangs drooling with an unusually colored liquid. Its tongue came slithering out, long and sickly wet and blue.
It found its way into the puddle of blood near it lapping some up like a dog would water. Drool and blood dripped from its mouth and a strange purple color, landed on Derek's arm. Almost instantly Derek's arm began to be eaten away at, the skin dissolving exposing the bone and muscle. The creature ignored its dead prey and feasted its eyes upon Chelsea, who was standing immobilized, shaking from head to toe with wide, petrified eyes.
"Chelsea! Can you hear me? I can hear you breathing Chels, you're hyperventilating. Don't do that or you might pass out. I'm coming to get you, all right? Chels, please answer me!"
Chelsea's jaw was frozen in place, she was unable to move it. Her eyes were hooked to the hungry monster drawing a step closer, watching her every move. It was getting slightly darker, giving her chills all over her body. The phone slipped from her fingers and fell to the ground breaking on impact. She stepped back, fear paralyzing her from inside out. Her breath was increasing rapidly. The creature's neon eyes never blinked as it watched her move like a cat waiting on a mouse...only she had no hole to run to. From some miracle she found the courage to turn and run as fast as she could.
A horrendous howling screech erupted through the night as the creature jumped at least forty yards landing in the shadows off to her right. Chelsea finally found her voice and screamed dashing far away from it and trying to stay in the light. If she didn't find shelter there would be no light left and it would easily outrun her. She ran down the streets, feeling like she was racing time. She could hear the creature following closely behind jumping on rooftops and climbing on walls, but keeping in the shadows. Its talons noisily tapped against the metal and brick buildings as it chased her.
She panicked, stumbling a bit and gasping out of fear, but keeping up her pace. She looked behind her to see it had jumped down to the ground running beneath the shadows of buildings she passed. For a moment she wondered why it couldn't be in the light, but she was snapped back to reality by the hungry howl behind her. Her adrenaline had somehow taken place of her fear. She couldn't stop running, not until she was out of its reach.
Chelsea felt her muscles becoming sore from the sandals she was wearing. She ran forward not caring where she went as long as she stayed away from it. She was so preoccupied in keeping up her pace that she hadn't noticed she dashed straight into an alley way, leading to a gas station and a few other buildings. She looked back to see that it wasn't behind her. She turned back around and noticed she was heading toward a building that had no lights on. Suddenly, the creature jumped right over her brushing against her dress and jumped in front of her, clinging to the wall. She screamed as it opened its huge mouth showing all of its hundreds of teeth and lashed out its tongue in her direction. She skidded to a halt and managed to swerve sideways, only inches away from being hit by its tongue.
Before she could run fully away from it a dark blue liquid shot from its mouth and hit her leg. She screamed as she stumbled falling to the ground. The sticky substance wrapped around her full leg trying to slow her down. She scrambled back up and dashed down another path. Quickly, she headed for the gas station seeing that the only bright light was the lamp post that was always on. She reached the light and wheeled around, expecting to see the monster right behind her. Her heart was pounding loudly in her chest and she was trying to catch her breath in case she needed to run again.
Chelsea looked down at the gooey glob on her leg. It was almost taken up her whole lower leg including part of her sandal, but it didn't hurt at all. It just felt cold and sticky. She frantically looked around her in every direction her fear coming back. Her eyes were watering as she shivered uncontrollably.
Suddenly, her breath caught in her throat as she heard the tick-tick of claws somewhere nearby. She was searching in every direction but couldn't see anything. The part of the alley she had gone through was blocking out most of the sunlight except for the light from the lamp. She tried taking deep breaths to calm herself but she was so scared she couldn't think. Suddenly, she saw something move from out of the corner of her eye. Before she could even react a glob of blue spit flew and hit the lamp bulb. She screamed as the glass was cracked, pieces of the glass falling on top of her. She looked up fearfully and saw that the light was beginning to flicker.
"No...No, stay on," she whispered unable to keep the tremors out of her voice.
She turned to see the creature was drawing closer to her as if waiting to pounce. Her eyes widened in fear and she moved back until her back hit the pole of the lamp. She saw blue spit dripping from its mouth, the long blue tongue slithering in and out smelling fresh meat. She was shaking her head in disbelief as the light began to flicker more slowly. Suddenly...the light went out.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
The creature howled a dark victorious howl as it pranced on top of her, pinning her to the ground. Her scream was drowned by the cry of the dark creature, a monster that used to live in her darkest dreams.
XXXXX
"Harry, can you hear me?" Sirius pleaded again for the tenth time, squeezing his Godson's hand tightly. Harry's breathing had begun to slow, his temperature slowly dropping past what could be unhealthy even for muggles. His face was becoming clammy and losing the color he had gained back only a little while before.
"It's no use, Remus, we're going to lose him," Sirius dropped his head next to Harry's still form.
"Don't give up on him so easily, Sirius," Remus replied quietly.
Sirius looked at him helplessly, "What can we do Remus, watch him die?"
Remus shook his head, "There might be something in the potions room or the dungeon that may help Harry live a little longer. I'm sure Snape must have something."
Sirius looked down bitterly. He didn't want to depend on someone who didn't care for anyone but himself. But Remus was right, they needed to try everything for Harry. He sighed deeply before standing up out of his chair.
"All right, I will. I might as well get it over with."
He smiled weakly at Remus to show he wasn't giving up, then he walked out. The room was left in silence as Remus watched over Harry. He didn't notice that the sun that had been shining through the curtain, landing on the windowsill, was slowly dwindling.
Remus leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. It seemed so peaceful, yet so eerie at the same time. He hadn't been able to sleep at all for days no matter how hard he tried. Half of it was because of Harry and how much he and Sirius worried about him even before they knew what had happened...before they found him like that, cold and lifeless. He pulled his arms around him as he shivered. It wasn't a cold shiver, more of a chill and he had been getting them for the past couple days. He wasn't sure what it meant, all the strange feelings he was getting.
Remus opened his eyes and looked up at the ceiling, lost in thought.
"That's right...tonight's suppose to be the full moon. I hope after it passes the creatures will be back to normal." His eyes narrowed slightly as he sat staring into space. "It's strange...Even after taking my medicine I still feel so strange, I wonder what it coul— Uhh!"
Remus choked, a burning sensation struck through his entire body, slashing through his muscles in less than a second. Chills came over him as he shook intensely. The chair rocked back on its hind legs as he tried to steady himself. He clutched his chest gasping for breath, his eyes abnormally wide.
"Ahhhhh!" he screamed in pain as he felt something twisting inside of him. His pupils dilated until they were almost gone. His eyes soon began to change, a strange yellow-gray liquid filled his cornea and wrapped around it, covering his gray-blue eyes in a thick, dim yellow coat. Remus' mouth was open and the veins in his hand were bulging through his skin as he squeezed his robe tighter.
"What...is t-this? What's...happening?" he wheezed, his voice deeper and more husky.
He coudln't have been transforming, could he? It wasn't even close to midnight and this felt...different. Usually transforming was a lot faster and less painful, so what was it? He could feel his bones shaking inside him...changing, ever so slowly. The soft tickly feeling of fur covered his body. He could no longer feel his hands or legs, he wasn't human anymore. He was trapped inside a beast.
But, how is this possible? Why have I transformed?
The wolf seemed to hear his thoughts. Its eyes moved toward the window. The curtains obeyed this dark creature and moved aside. Remus watched through the eyes of the werewolf, his other half, as it stared past the window, past everything a normal human or animal could see. He could see monsters...or maybe he was sensing them. Dark creatures were beginning to roam the streets freely, and they were feasting. Some they killed and ate, others they were keeping alive to save for later. The magical shield protecting the muggle world from the wizard world somehow wasn't strong enough to contain all of them. They were getting power...but from where?
The werewolf bared its teeth as its gleaming yellow eyes glowed brightly, ever so watchfully. Remus, who was inside only able to watch, widened his eyes. He could see, hear and feel everything the wolf could. The feeling inside him was growing, he could control what he wanted to see, how much he wanted to see. He could see all the way into the muggle world. He could see the creatures and beasts escaping from their secluded dark world and into theirs...
Remus' eyes widened. A searing pain ripped through his entire body as his bones changed back. His mouth was growing smaller and the hairs covering his body disappeared. He sat gasping on the floor, alone in the Hospital Wing except for Harry's slow breathing. The tingling feeling in his arms and legs was still there as he shakily tried to stand up. Remus wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked down at himself. He was still dressed. He lifted up his hands to see that they were back to normal.
"Was it all a dream?" he wondered. Suddenly, the visions came back. "No...it wasn't a dream, I feel it."
Just then the door opened and Madam Pomprey strolled in. She stopped cold as she saw Remus sitting on the floor, not looking so well.
"Remus! Are you all right?" she asked, running over beside him.
"I'm fine," he answered, pulling himself up. "We've got bigger problems. If what I saw is true than this is more than just an overnight problem, it could destroy us for good. We could all end up like," he paused, "like Harry."
Madam Pomprey blinked looking taken aback. "What are you talking about?"
He grabbed her arm, "Come on!"
She was pulled out the door behind him as he raced up toward the Headmaster's office. When the two of them finally got there Madam Pomprey was out of breath and Remus was, oddly, not. Before she could ask what brought about this sudden behavior, he burst through the door dragging Madam Pomprey in with him.
Professor McGonagall almost fell out of her chair as she saw the distraught look on Madam Pomprey's face and the strange behavior Remus had. Professor Trelawney too looked on with curiosity.
"Remus, what is the meaning of this?" Professor McGonagall asked sharply, gesturing toward Madam Pomprey, who was now sitting in a chair trying to catch her breath.
Remus' face was more serious and grim than she had ever seen.
"We're all in great danger," he said. "I know now why all the dark creatures, demons and beasts have been acting strangely. Every creature and animal can feel it."
"What are you talking about?" Professor Sprout piped up. She had recently come back from weeding the new carnivorous plants the students would be studying in the new term.
Filch too looked interested this time. Mrs. Norris was staring at Remus, feeling the vibes of his animal instincts. She could feel what he could feel...that connection of all beasts and animals. Her back arched as Remus transferred some of the sensation running through his blood, to her. Her mouth opened as she hissed suddenly startling all the teachers including Filch.
"What's the matter Mrs. Norris?" Filch tried soothing her by scratching her under the chin.
She hissed even louder, making sounds in the back of her throat.
"She's whining," Remus said plainly. "She can feel it now too."
"Feel what?" Professor Sprout asked, setting down her cup of tea with wide eyes. She felt like she was missing something.
Remus looked at each of them with a grave expression, wondering how to explain it to them. He could sense all their emotions...fear, confusion, but yet some satisfaction that they would finally get some answers.
"The dark creatures can feel a power that hasn't happened for centuries, maybe thousands of years. It's the only natural power that can free them from their cages, so to speak. Each dark creature including demons, animal-type beasts, insect-type beasts and every other creature that has to live in the dark, has been trapped in their world of darkness," he explained, watching them to make sure they were listening closely. "Many, many years ago, as most of you might know, a powerful sorceress sent all these beasts to their own shadow realm with her special healing abilities."
"Galinda Wilkings," Professor McGonagall whispered.
Remus nodded, "Right, her strongest power was the ability to heal. Some of you may have heard her name in the stories about phoenixes, that she was able to create the very first phoenix before she died, lending it the power to heal. No one knows if that's true, but it is true that she somehow turned a simple healing power, which usually only heals physical injuries or illnesses, and healed the world by sending everything that was pure evil and dark into their own darkness, where they had to stay for all eternity."
All the teachers were listening on with wonder. Many stories had been told about this sorceress and how she was able to send all these dark creatures into their own realm, each story becoming more exaggerated. But Remus seemed to know exactly what he was talking about, like he had no doubt in his mind. Professor McGonagall was the only one to realize just then why Dumbledore wasn't afraid of ruining his reputation, or the risk that parents would make their kids leave with a werewolf teacher. He had to have known that they would need him, but how he had known would always be a mystery to her.
Remus continued, "These creatures can't stand one inch of light, which is why most of them have rarely even been seen in the wizard world, though it occasionally happens. But one thing could set them free from her spell, and only one. The one thing that Galinda Wilkings couldn't stop, the one thing the Ministry can't stop...the one thing we can't stop. And it's happening again."
"What's happening, Remus? What is it?" Professor McGonagall asked, now completely convinced she didn't want to hear it but had to.
He turned to face her, his expression darkening. "It's the one thing that can set all the creatures loose from their very small dark worlds, where they dwell feeding in the dark, but this time, their playground is going to become a lot bigger...they're going to be able to roam this world and the muggle world and wizards everywhere, including the Ministry will be tested. Before we were able to control any possible demon attacks, or dangerous creature attacks from all muggles and even from wizards if they ended up in the wrong place. What will we do when there's more than ten times the amount of people to protect?"
"Oh for God's sake just bloody tell us!" Filch shouted. Mrs. Norris was furiously trying to get out of his arms.
Remus turned to him, "Let her go."
"What?"
"Just do it."
Filch let his cat leap down out of his arms. She raced toward the window and began hissing. Remus approached the window behind her.
"It's begun, take a look."
Professor Sprout was the first to rise to feed her curiosity. Deep down inside she was praying it was all a sick joke, but knowing that Remus wasn't the joking type. Professor McGonagall followed after, along with Professor Trelawney, who was still clueless about her earlier prediction. Filch stayed in his seat, scowling. He wasn't the type to admit when someone knew something about his cat that he didn't. He knew about Remus being a werewolf of course, but he preferred to be stubborn and let the teachers have their fun. Remus opened the window to give them a good view. Professor McGonagall was the first to react. Her eyes became huge and her face much paler.
"Oh my gosh...i-it can't be..."
Professor Trelawney's mouth was opened in awe, but her eyes acknowledged it wisely. "It's an eclipse."
TO BE CONTINUED...