Hey guys! Sorry it's been so long since I last posted, been busy -.-' Any
who,here's chapter six, it's not very good, but a key thing to the story
happens here. Oh, and ten points to the person who can tell me the name of
the sone (and who it's by) where I got "...meandered like a restless wind
inside a letter box." Ummm...oh yeah, just a couple of notes. I'm going to
just call Dumbledore and McGonagall by thier last names, n professor,
because right now they're not, kay? ^-^=
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Chapter Six
The kitchen of the Black house was by far the best room to be in. Molly had done her best to fix up the entire house, but the kitchen was her greatest triumph. The members of the Order found its always lit, cheerful fire a welcome luxury after the stress of saving the world, and the smell of Molly's cooking could take anyone's mind off the troubles of thier life.
Which was exactly what Remus was trying to do. But it wasn't working. Worries meandered through his mind like a restless wind inside a letter box, and he could do nothing about them. As usual, the main thing he mused on was Sirius.
-He shouldn't be dead...- Remus thought for the millionth-and-first time, sipping some coffee. -Bellatrix's spell wasn't Avadra Kedavra, the light was red. If only that stupid arch and veil hadn't been there, things would be so much better. Harry would still have someone who was like a parent. He wouldn't be so alone in the world. I could tell him I loved him...- Remus blinked, and he realized he didn't even get a chance to say goodbye.
Someone cleared thier throat behind him, startling him out of his thoughts. "May I sit here?" Tonks asked, motioning to the empty space on the bench next to Remus.
"Of course," Remus answered. Tonks' appearance today shocked him, for many reasons. Jet black hair fell gracefully into her hematite eyes, and the corners of her pink lips were always turned up, like she knew something you didn't, and knowing that amused her. She looked like Sirius in a female body. "I don't own the house. Sit where ever you want."
"Thanks," Tonks said gratefully as she sat next to him.. She yawned, stretching her long arms and legs. "How was your 'top secret mission', Mr. Secret Agent?"
"Absolutely horrible!" Remus groaned. "It was a bloody waste of my, and the Order's, time. I gathered absolutely no information..."
Tonks laughed. "Poor baby! Hey!" she exclaimed excitedly. "If you don't have anything planned, wanna go to dinner with me? I found an adorable little Greek restaurant just down the road, and they have the best hummus I have ever tasted, you must try it!" Remus stared at her, and she grinned, embarrassed. " I figured you'd like to get out of this dreary old house and have a little fun for once."
Remus stared at her for a couple of seconds, then broke out into a grin. She reminded him of Sirius so much. -This was something he would have done to cheer me up.- Remus thought. "I'd love to Tonks! It sounds excellent."
"Really?! Oh, that's wonderful, wait until you try the garlic and black olive hummus! It's to die for...Speaking of food, Molly must be putting something in her meatloaf, because I haven't made a single blunder in a whole three days! I am so proud of myself!" she rambled as she got up to get herself a glass of pumpkin juice. She flung open the refridgerator door, and, a little to enthusiastically, placed the pitcher down on the table, causing the juice to splash all over her. Cursing under her breath, she quickly cleaned up the mess and turned on Remus. "Don't you dare laugh!"
"I wouldn't dream to," Remus said, his cheeks flushed with suppressed laughter. Tonks was behaving exactly as Sirius had when he and Remus were both a bit 'tipsy' (Tipsy was a polite way to put it!). But that memory of Sirius sent a pang of sadness through Remus, and the laughter faded quickly away. Tonks seemed to notice something was going on inside Remus, because she went and put her arm around him.
"Do you want to talk about it?" she asked softly. "Because I'm here for you, you know...if you need me."
"Thanks, Tonks." Remus smiled, but like always, his eyes remained cold and sad.
Tonks opened her mouth to say something, but Molly hurried in, followed by Dumbledore and McGonagall.
"Tonks, grab a coat and help me would you? It starts to pour exactly as I am getting the groceries in!" Molly muttered angrily.
Rolling her eyes, Tonks got up and followed Molly out of the kitchen, "Remus, I'll see you at seven, then?"
"Seven sounds great," Remus called.
"What was that about?" McGonagall asked, eyebrows raised.
"Nothing. Tonks invited me to dinner, that's all." Remus shrugged.
Dumbledore frowned. "I'm afraid that you'll have to cancel. Minerva and I have fixed the spell so that it should last for at least five hours, so I need you to go back to the Malfoys. Tonight."
Remus sighed, and placed down his cup. "But I already promised her..."
"Don't worry," said McGonagall. "I'm positive Tonks will understand why your dinner plans will have to be canceled."
Remus looked unsure, but said, "Alright, tell me how to do the spell."
Dumbledore and McGonagall started to explain the spell, and it was incredibly complicated. The spell actually involved Remus to weave it into some sort of a rope, than he had to place the rope in a circle and stand in it before it would work. Luckily the spell rope could be cast anywhere, and was portable, so Remus could have McGonagall and Dumbledore help him.
When the spell rope was complete, Remus put it in his pocket and put on his cloak, which was now fraying at the seams. -I need to get a new cloak as soon as I get some money...- he thought absently as he walked out into the pouring rain.
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Well, thats the end of Chapter Six! I hope ya'll liked it! So go now, REVIEW!! Erm...yeah...that's about it...^-^"
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Chapter Six
The kitchen of the Black house was by far the best room to be in. Molly had done her best to fix up the entire house, but the kitchen was her greatest triumph. The members of the Order found its always lit, cheerful fire a welcome luxury after the stress of saving the world, and the smell of Molly's cooking could take anyone's mind off the troubles of thier life.
Which was exactly what Remus was trying to do. But it wasn't working. Worries meandered through his mind like a restless wind inside a letter box, and he could do nothing about them. As usual, the main thing he mused on was Sirius.
-He shouldn't be dead...- Remus thought for the millionth-and-first time, sipping some coffee. -Bellatrix's spell wasn't Avadra Kedavra, the light was red. If only that stupid arch and veil hadn't been there, things would be so much better. Harry would still have someone who was like a parent. He wouldn't be so alone in the world. I could tell him I loved him...- Remus blinked, and he realized he didn't even get a chance to say goodbye.
Someone cleared thier throat behind him, startling him out of his thoughts. "May I sit here?" Tonks asked, motioning to the empty space on the bench next to Remus.
"Of course," Remus answered. Tonks' appearance today shocked him, for many reasons. Jet black hair fell gracefully into her hematite eyes, and the corners of her pink lips were always turned up, like she knew something you didn't, and knowing that amused her. She looked like Sirius in a female body. "I don't own the house. Sit where ever you want."
"Thanks," Tonks said gratefully as she sat next to him.. She yawned, stretching her long arms and legs. "How was your 'top secret mission', Mr. Secret Agent?"
"Absolutely horrible!" Remus groaned. "It was a bloody waste of my, and the Order's, time. I gathered absolutely no information..."
Tonks laughed. "Poor baby! Hey!" she exclaimed excitedly. "If you don't have anything planned, wanna go to dinner with me? I found an adorable little Greek restaurant just down the road, and they have the best hummus I have ever tasted, you must try it!" Remus stared at her, and she grinned, embarrassed. " I figured you'd like to get out of this dreary old house and have a little fun for once."
Remus stared at her for a couple of seconds, then broke out into a grin. She reminded him of Sirius so much. -This was something he would have done to cheer me up.- Remus thought. "I'd love to Tonks! It sounds excellent."
"Really?! Oh, that's wonderful, wait until you try the garlic and black olive hummus! It's to die for...Speaking of food, Molly must be putting something in her meatloaf, because I haven't made a single blunder in a whole three days! I am so proud of myself!" she rambled as she got up to get herself a glass of pumpkin juice. She flung open the refridgerator door, and, a little to enthusiastically, placed the pitcher down on the table, causing the juice to splash all over her. Cursing under her breath, she quickly cleaned up the mess and turned on Remus. "Don't you dare laugh!"
"I wouldn't dream to," Remus said, his cheeks flushed with suppressed laughter. Tonks was behaving exactly as Sirius had when he and Remus were both a bit 'tipsy' (Tipsy was a polite way to put it!). But that memory of Sirius sent a pang of sadness through Remus, and the laughter faded quickly away. Tonks seemed to notice something was going on inside Remus, because she went and put her arm around him.
"Do you want to talk about it?" she asked softly. "Because I'm here for you, you know...if you need me."
"Thanks, Tonks." Remus smiled, but like always, his eyes remained cold and sad.
Tonks opened her mouth to say something, but Molly hurried in, followed by Dumbledore and McGonagall.
"Tonks, grab a coat and help me would you? It starts to pour exactly as I am getting the groceries in!" Molly muttered angrily.
Rolling her eyes, Tonks got up and followed Molly out of the kitchen, "Remus, I'll see you at seven, then?"
"Seven sounds great," Remus called.
"What was that about?" McGonagall asked, eyebrows raised.
"Nothing. Tonks invited me to dinner, that's all." Remus shrugged.
Dumbledore frowned. "I'm afraid that you'll have to cancel. Minerva and I have fixed the spell so that it should last for at least five hours, so I need you to go back to the Malfoys. Tonight."
Remus sighed, and placed down his cup. "But I already promised her..."
"Don't worry," said McGonagall. "I'm positive Tonks will understand why your dinner plans will have to be canceled."
Remus looked unsure, but said, "Alright, tell me how to do the spell."
Dumbledore and McGonagall started to explain the spell, and it was incredibly complicated. The spell actually involved Remus to weave it into some sort of a rope, than he had to place the rope in a circle and stand in it before it would work. Luckily the spell rope could be cast anywhere, and was portable, so Remus could have McGonagall and Dumbledore help him.
When the spell rope was complete, Remus put it in his pocket and put on his cloak, which was now fraying at the seams. -I need to get a new cloak as soon as I get some money...- he thought absently as he walked out into the pouring rain.
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Well, thats the end of Chapter Six! I hope ya'll liked it! So go now, REVIEW!! Erm...yeah...that's about it...^-^"