Author's note: This one is for the Lupin fans. No, I did NOT kill him, but
what I did do to him, well, let's just say maybe it is better if he IS dead
(hides from angry die-hard Lupin fans). Another thing to ponder on: In the
5th book, Sirius mentions that Umbridge passed legislation two years prior
against employing werewolves. In that case, was her new law the REAL reason
why Lupin had to leave? Perhaps...
"I've been here for two days," Hermione protested, "I really think that I should be leaving now." Her Muggle clothes were scattered across the floor in Sera's room, while her wizard robes and hat were still in her sac. Sera had insisted for Hermione to sleep in her room while she rested in the guest room. But Hermione realized that Sera's tavern was a very popular place for weary travelers, and she was nothing more than a hassle on Sera's hands.
"Don't leave yet," Sera said, "I might need you for something- someone, rather. Follow me," She led Hermione out of room and downstairs into the now lively, well-lit tavern. Nearly all the booths were filled with patrons ordering multiple drinks; however, in the far corner of the tavern, was a near empty booth. When they approached the booth, all Hermione saw was a mass of shabby material and long, dark, frizzy hair. When the head of the patron had arose to the sound of their footsteps, Hermione knew him right away.
"Lupin!" Hermione whispered as she turned to Sera, "An old mate of mine; I need some time alone to talk to him." Sera briskly walked off, tending to other patrons. Sitting down on the other side of the booth, Hermione stared into Lupin's dark, penetrating eyes.
"I should have known, it was new moon," Hermione whispered, "Are you feeling okay, Lupin?" It was a stupid question to ask, but she had to know if the werewolf was faring well after Harry Potter's death.
"Hermione," The voice replied, "I feel so useless and empty in this world. Everyone that I had cared for is gone; my enemies are dead, and my world is destroyed. Every night I fear of the moon's presence; whether it is full or a quarter; that brightness that I once enjoyed is now gone thanks to him and his curse..."
"Professor Remus J. Lupin," Ron stated to Joanne as she began to write down every word Ron was saying, "He was probably the best Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher we had. Professor Moody was close to him, but we'll save his story for another time. Just know that we had him twice; our third year and our seventh year. We cared less for Lupin's true nature, even though we knew why he wasn't there to teach class several times throughout the year."
"Why is that?" Joanne asked. Ron sighed heavily.
"Remus J. Lupin was a werewolf; he would only become so on a clear, full moon night. Werewolves are more human than what Muggles and even witches and wizards make them to be. However, they still had very beast- like instincts and were not relieved of their insanity until daylight. What more is that werewolves are immortal-against wizard death methods. Sure, Muggles can kill werewolves with their wands and weapons, but if you tried to kill a werewolf with the death spell, Avada Kedvara , it would do nothing to it. Unless you did it repeatedly, like Voldemort did...
"What happens then?" Joanne pressed on.
"It does some type of reverse effect; instead of transforming into a werewolf on a full moon, they transform into a werewolf every night that the moon is out. Unless it is new moon, or it is stormy at night, they are to remain a werewolf until broad daylight. Eventually, what will happen is that the werewolf will turn into a real wolf permanently, and can be killed by any means..."
"...It is a damnable fate, and I had just wished that Voldemort had killed me off before moving onto Dumbledore," Lupin finished, "Even though Voldemort couldn't kill Dumbledore off, he still died because of Harry's sacrifice..." Hermione reached out and placed a hand on Lupin's cheek; he shuddered as he felt her soft touch.
"Professor..." Hermione started, then shook her head, "Lupin, listen, we must move on; Harry Potter is...and will be...immortalized. I am sure you have heard by now the books that are being written about him; it will ease the pain, won't it?"
"Hermione," Lupin said, "They're still out there. Their children are. Lucius Malfoy never had his son Death Marked; he and his little friends could finish what Lord Voldemort wanted."
"Which is???" Hermione asked, "Tell me, Lupin, so that I can stop them."
"A way to control fate," Lupin replied, "That's all Voldemort really wanted. He knew that he was going to be killed by the heir of Gryffindor-he was told that by a Seer. The Seer said that there was only one way to avoid his fate-to change it. He had to find this 'Book of Fate' which possessed all Seers and change his fate. However, the Seer said that the Book of Fate wouldn't surface for a good 500 years. Knowing that the average wizard lived for only 160 years, Voldemort had two options-find a way to wait out 500 years or take matters into his own hands. Deciding the latter of the two, he was on the hunt for immortality."
"But it failed," Hermione finished, "He was killed by the final heir of Gryffindor, and there is nothing more to be done."
"That is where you are wrong, Hermione," Lupin stated, "Soon magic will die out, as the Seer will prophesized. There will be a period without magic and then it will arise again in a more powerful form. Lord Voldemort's second objective was to make sure that magic would not die out. However, it was because of him that magic is dying out. Hold out your wand hand, Hermione." Hermione held out her right hand; Lupin's ghastly, pale fingers ran up and down her index finger, "I can already tell; the magic inside of you is starting to fade, and soon you'll rely on Muggle magic."
"How-how-how can you tell?" She asked, "I mean, how long will I have before the magic goes away?"
"I don't know," Lupin answered, "Just know this: when-and if-you have children, they will not have any magical capabilities whatsoever. In fact, it is best that you keep your past life a secret, Hermione, and live a life without being trapped." He looked outside the window; already it was sunset and the new moon period has ended. He stood up from the booth and headed out the back door. Following him, Hermione watched as he entered the dark forest behind the tavern and his clothing tore apart once more. It was then that a high-pitched howl echoed throughout the land. Immediately, Sera came from the behind and shut the back door.
"Don't know what's out there in the woods at night," She remarked briskly, "I see that your friend has finally left. He didn't even pay the bill! How rude of him."
"It's fine," Hermione stated, "I'll pay for him. And as long as no one ventures into the forest, they will be alright." She then turned away from Sera, who was eyeing her with suspicion.
"Hannah, do you know a few things that I don't?" She asked; Hermione nodded.
"Ignorance is true bliss." She whispered and headed on up into her room and began packing her clothes. She knew what to do know.
To keep the spirit of magic alive inside of everyone.
Okay, so I finally got a plot. Takes me a while to figure out a plot, but now I have one! Yay! Okay, so Joanne and Hermione will probably meet next chapter, and then the release of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban and lots of other goodies. Yes, Lucius Malfoy is dead, but Draco Malfoy is not( I liked Lucius, reminded me of Sephiroth from Final Fantasy Seven). I'm not sure about Severus Snape because of his –loyalty- to Voldemort. Dumbledore is dead, of course. I liked the old man (sniffles) Read and review!
"I've been here for two days," Hermione protested, "I really think that I should be leaving now." Her Muggle clothes were scattered across the floor in Sera's room, while her wizard robes and hat were still in her sac. Sera had insisted for Hermione to sleep in her room while she rested in the guest room. But Hermione realized that Sera's tavern was a very popular place for weary travelers, and she was nothing more than a hassle on Sera's hands.
"Don't leave yet," Sera said, "I might need you for something- someone, rather. Follow me," She led Hermione out of room and downstairs into the now lively, well-lit tavern. Nearly all the booths were filled with patrons ordering multiple drinks; however, in the far corner of the tavern, was a near empty booth. When they approached the booth, all Hermione saw was a mass of shabby material and long, dark, frizzy hair. When the head of the patron had arose to the sound of their footsteps, Hermione knew him right away.
"Lupin!" Hermione whispered as she turned to Sera, "An old mate of mine; I need some time alone to talk to him." Sera briskly walked off, tending to other patrons. Sitting down on the other side of the booth, Hermione stared into Lupin's dark, penetrating eyes.
"I should have known, it was new moon," Hermione whispered, "Are you feeling okay, Lupin?" It was a stupid question to ask, but she had to know if the werewolf was faring well after Harry Potter's death.
"Hermione," The voice replied, "I feel so useless and empty in this world. Everyone that I had cared for is gone; my enemies are dead, and my world is destroyed. Every night I fear of the moon's presence; whether it is full or a quarter; that brightness that I once enjoyed is now gone thanks to him and his curse..."
"Professor Remus J. Lupin," Ron stated to Joanne as she began to write down every word Ron was saying, "He was probably the best Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher we had. Professor Moody was close to him, but we'll save his story for another time. Just know that we had him twice; our third year and our seventh year. We cared less for Lupin's true nature, even though we knew why he wasn't there to teach class several times throughout the year."
"Why is that?" Joanne asked. Ron sighed heavily.
"Remus J. Lupin was a werewolf; he would only become so on a clear, full moon night. Werewolves are more human than what Muggles and even witches and wizards make them to be. However, they still had very beast- like instincts and were not relieved of their insanity until daylight. What more is that werewolves are immortal-against wizard death methods. Sure, Muggles can kill werewolves with their wands and weapons, but if you tried to kill a werewolf with the death spell, Avada Kedvara , it would do nothing to it. Unless you did it repeatedly, like Voldemort did...
"What happens then?" Joanne pressed on.
"It does some type of reverse effect; instead of transforming into a werewolf on a full moon, they transform into a werewolf every night that the moon is out. Unless it is new moon, or it is stormy at night, they are to remain a werewolf until broad daylight. Eventually, what will happen is that the werewolf will turn into a real wolf permanently, and can be killed by any means..."
"...It is a damnable fate, and I had just wished that Voldemort had killed me off before moving onto Dumbledore," Lupin finished, "Even though Voldemort couldn't kill Dumbledore off, he still died because of Harry's sacrifice..." Hermione reached out and placed a hand on Lupin's cheek; he shuddered as he felt her soft touch.
"Professor..." Hermione started, then shook her head, "Lupin, listen, we must move on; Harry Potter is...and will be...immortalized. I am sure you have heard by now the books that are being written about him; it will ease the pain, won't it?"
"Hermione," Lupin said, "They're still out there. Their children are. Lucius Malfoy never had his son Death Marked; he and his little friends could finish what Lord Voldemort wanted."
"Which is???" Hermione asked, "Tell me, Lupin, so that I can stop them."
"A way to control fate," Lupin replied, "That's all Voldemort really wanted. He knew that he was going to be killed by the heir of Gryffindor-he was told that by a Seer. The Seer said that there was only one way to avoid his fate-to change it. He had to find this 'Book of Fate' which possessed all Seers and change his fate. However, the Seer said that the Book of Fate wouldn't surface for a good 500 years. Knowing that the average wizard lived for only 160 years, Voldemort had two options-find a way to wait out 500 years or take matters into his own hands. Deciding the latter of the two, he was on the hunt for immortality."
"But it failed," Hermione finished, "He was killed by the final heir of Gryffindor, and there is nothing more to be done."
"That is where you are wrong, Hermione," Lupin stated, "Soon magic will die out, as the Seer will prophesized. There will be a period without magic and then it will arise again in a more powerful form. Lord Voldemort's second objective was to make sure that magic would not die out. However, it was because of him that magic is dying out. Hold out your wand hand, Hermione." Hermione held out her right hand; Lupin's ghastly, pale fingers ran up and down her index finger, "I can already tell; the magic inside of you is starting to fade, and soon you'll rely on Muggle magic."
"How-how-how can you tell?" She asked, "I mean, how long will I have before the magic goes away?"
"I don't know," Lupin answered, "Just know this: when-and if-you have children, they will not have any magical capabilities whatsoever. In fact, it is best that you keep your past life a secret, Hermione, and live a life without being trapped." He looked outside the window; already it was sunset and the new moon period has ended. He stood up from the booth and headed out the back door. Following him, Hermione watched as he entered the dark forest behind the tavern and his clothing tore apart once more. It was then that a high-pitched howl echoed throughout the land. Immediately, Sera came from the behind and shut the back door.
"Don't know what's out there in the woods at night," She remarked briskly, "I see that your friend has finally left. He didn't even pay the bill! How rude of him."
"It's fine," Hermione stated, "I'll pay for him. And as long as no one ventures into the forest, they will be alright." She then turned away from Sera, who was eyeing her with suspicion.
"Hannah, do you know a few things that I don't?" She asked; Hermione nodded.
"Ignorance is true bliss." She whispered and headed on up into her room and began packing her clothes. She knew what to do know.
To keep the spirit of magic alive inside of everyone.
Okay, so I finally got a plot. Takes me a while to figure out a plot, but now I have one! Yay! Okay, so Joanne and Hermione will probably meet next chapter, and then the release of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban and lots of other goodies. Yes, Lucius Malfoy is dead, but Draco Malfoy is not( I liked Lucius, reminded me of Sephiroth from Final Fantasy Seven). I'm not sure about Severus Snape because of his –loyalty- to Voldemort. Dumbledore is dead, of course. I liked the old man (sniffles) Read and review!