Sorry, you had to wait, but here I am again. I'd love to concentrate on the
story, but exams blabla, no time at all. I feel guilty when I write. I
should read so much!!!!
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Eight: IN DREAMS AND IN REAL
Remus Lupin was sitting in Pola's livingroom, reading papers and watching fire. Beautiful fire that Pola cursed to be violet and cool enough to make the air fresh. Lazy quiet summer afternoon. Moony was quite happy and confident. His relationship with Pola was getting closer. He could still feel her gentle kiss on his cheek that she gave him the day before. It was too long to be considered only a kiss of a friend. Yes, Remus was in an extremely good mood. Remus was dreaming, not reading. Probably because of that he was shocked by a sudden appearance of a woman's head in the flames. He was watching her – his eyes wide open. She had short, messy black hair and unforgetable eyes – amber eyes.
The girl looked around suspiciously, then impatiently examined Lupin, sighed with total boredom and quickly asked.
'Is it Pola Praise's house?'
Remus answered slowly, still wondering, who is she and what does she want.
'As far as I'm concerned...'
'Hmm...' was Jill's only answer to his statement. Remus waited, but had to ask because the strange girl didn't seem to continue.
'Hmm what?'
'Who are you? I've always warned Pola not to live with men, but of course she didn't listen.' Said the girl quickly and Remus, with amusement, began to understand who she was. He laughed shortly and said:
'I don't live here. And I'm Remus Lupin, nice to meet you...' he wanted her to introduce herself before he called Pola, but Jill interrupted him with a clear, kind laughter
'Uh-huh!So you're Remus Lupin. Will you be so nice and call Pola?'
Remus didn't want to follow that request but stood up briskly and asked.
'What the hell did that "uh-huh" mean???'
'Oh, I thought you were mannerly. So where's Pola?'
'Are you going to talk to me or will you ignore all I say. Do you know me?'
Jill moved her head impatiently, that man was much more irritating than she had expected and that silly flames of Pola, Jill had no doubt about it, suited the whole situation. She could only wonder how terribly dumb her head could look.
'Let's say I've heard things' she smiled viciously. 'about you.'
Remus considered her for a while, what did she know. Could she know all? Who could have told her??? And if she knew all, would she be able to tell Pola?
'Whom shoul I announce?' he asked befor he left. "Coleman" was a firm answer from the flames.
He slowly went to the stairs and called Pola. After a while Praise nervously ran down the stairs and stood in front of the fire place. Now Remus was the audience. Pola didn't look calm at all, she was biting her lips, moving her hands without control. She tried to smile, but only grimaced. She waited, should she speak first. Jill seemed much calmer, looking around lazily, but Remus noticed that her lips were trembling, well, she wanted them to think that this meeting had no meaning to her, but she couldn't hide that she cared. Finally Pola swallowed and spoke, her voice too high.
'Jill?'
Jill of course laughed shortly and gazed into Pola's eyes.
'I appreciate you remember me, oh, I really do' she mocked in an adorable way, which seemed similar to Lupin, he knew someone who did that too. 'Nice place, by the way, but you should beware men, since when you've needed someone to help you; and those violet flames, awful, I know they should suit your beautiful green eyes, but; I see you still have a piano. Have you finally learnt how to use it' she said all of that on one breath, without changing the melody or intonation. Pola didn't seem offended or she was able to hide it. Now she wanted to lead the conversation.
'You've changed' she didn't of course think of Jill's behaviour, but her outlook. Jill was older, and she got the point. She only smiled wonderfully.
'You think you still look as if you were 20? Sorry, baby, I had to tell you that you're older too.'
'You can't criticize my house, my fire and my man. At least his not a murderer, 'cos as I remember well you had always had a crush on murderers.'
'One hundred points to that lady' of course Pola's speech made no impression on Jill. Remus thought that she really acted like a conceited bitch. Coleman just smiled and continued lazily. 'We will drop in tomorrow, don't say you're occupied, sweethearts, we have no time. It was nice to meet you Remus' she smiled and then turned to Pola 'Bye, Praise.'
She disappeared.
'Charming' mocked Pola who finally looked relieved. The conversation was just as she had expected. 'Who does she think she is?'
'A self conceited bitch' helped Remus and walked slowly to Pola, who was standing near the fire place. 'I wonder why is she in such a hurry.'
'To make me feel miserable and lazy. God' Pola moved her head nervously. 'You know, she hadn't changed that much, she still looks like a sweet seventeen. And her hair, so messy, she looks like a child almost. And she can laugh about it while I..'
'While you what?' asked Remus gazing in her eyes intensively and seriously. Jill could have looked much younger, but it was Pola who looked like a Woman to him. It was Pola who he adored. He looked at her eyes, cheeks, then lips...
He leaned towards her and his lips touched hers. Firstly slowly and when she didn't oppose. he pressed her to the wall and kissed madly, strongly. Pola immediately forgot about her personal problems with an old friend and followed the lust. Her hands ouched his head and pushed him even closer. He tasted so sweetly, but kissed... He kissed like a man and she felt like never before, like a woman. His tongue explored her mouth, his not shaved cheeks were hurting hers but that was just another lustful point. His hands were nervously wandering across her body, he wanted her so badly, so so madly.
When they finally parted, both breathless, Pola gazed at him shily and smiled. He answered and embraced her, speaking slowly hot, lovely words into her ears. They needed no future visits, they wanted to enjoy the peace that suddenly appeared in the house: with Coleman's departure and their, finally revealed, love.
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Sirius found himself kissing slowly her ear, then he found path to her neck and down the neck to her breasts. She moaned silenlty when he caressed her nipple. He smiled somewhere deep inside his mind, her hands were stroking his hair and, what made him even more aroused, her heart was beating badly. Almost as fast as his was. He decided to leave for her belly and when he was placing slow, sensitive kisses around her navel he heard her whisper.
"I want you"
He was kissing her down, and reached the area of her pants. He hesitated for a moment and then decided to follow his lust. Their lust. But before he kissed her most intimate part of body he looked up to see if she wanted that as much as he did. When their eyes met he saw the desire in her eyes, in her amber-like eyes...
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Sirius opened his eyes, breathing badly. God, that dream was so real, so pleasant... Why the hell it wasn't fulfilled? Oh, right, he woke up? Why, on God's sake did he wake up? Yeah, because he realized he was with Coleman and he was enjoying it. He sighed and looked with laughter at erected pat of his body. He gave it time to calm down and went downstairs to the kitchen to finf something cooling to drink.
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Jill was smilimg to herself and giggling quietly at his kisses on her belly. That was so, so pleasureable, so extraoridinary and fantastic. She thought it wasn't possible anymore. She took his hand and kissed it gently, his fingers were lean and strong. He touched her cheeks but was still kissing the inner parts of her thighs, caressing the most delicate parts of her with his tongue. He was doing faster and faster and Jill was almost losing her mind. When he felt a sudden stream of fire that flew across her veins, he realized that he could stand no more, he had to take her at last. His face appeared next to hers and he whispered
"I love you Jill"
Jill smiled and turned to him, she opened her eyes and...
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Jill suddenly sat on her bed. What was she doing with Sirius in that dream? Right, she knew exactly what was she doing, she knew exactly that she was having extreme fun. She wondered what she should do: throw up or go straight to his room and rape him. Gosh, the dream was too real.
She decided to have a drink.
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Sirius was sitting behind the table in the kitchen, drinking slowly his second (third??) butterbeer. Hw wondered how it was possible, that he still could the taste of her body. That was supposed to be only a dream. Too real.
He took another pull and was astonished by a sudden opening of the door and even more sudden entrance of Jill. She was wearing only a bed sheet that wasn't very tight and allowed Sirius to watch different parts of her body. He could see, that she was as slim and as sexy as in his dream. She didn't notice him, went straight to the sink, opened the water and washed her face. Then she opened the fridge's door, sighed and took a bottle of beer.
'Isn't it too late for beer. You're gonna be sick' said Sirius. She had no idea he was in the kitchen and his voice scared her so much that she choked and spilled the beer. She turned roung quickly and gazed at him. He was smiling seductively, holding his bottle and watching her close. Jill blushed even more (she was still quite hot after that dream and his gaze didn't help) and spoke angrily:
'What are you doing here? Get out of my kitchen!'
'Sorry, babe, I'd love to, but unfortunately I'm naked. And you're in such a bad condition that a sight of a nude man would make you fall on me. I would not risk being raped by a mad woman.'
'Shut up, you blockhead' swore Coleman and furiously sat on the chair spilling even more beer. She gazed at the table removing some vax drops with her fingers, slowly swallowing the drink. Sirius was watcking her shadowed face with a soft smile, he wondered why. The prolongated silence was irritating him, so Sirius decided to break it. He knew he was probably doing wrong, but nervous Jill and his extremely good mood caused by that beautiful dream urged him to do that.
'Had a nice dream, I suppose?'he asked. 'God, Coleman, your so bluched that I would find enough courage to guess that it was erotic one.'
Jill lifted her head and gazed at him with a mixture of haterd and irony. Oh, she was so relieved inside that she was able to hide her real emotions: how could he know?
'Keep guessing and maybe you will strike home after a year or so' she said lazily with an audible voice.
'Oh, come on, it's not that bad, I understand that you can dream about men.'
'Oh, I appreciate, I'm allowed to have dreams!'
'I don't want to offend you' he laughed and rounded on his chair. 'I just wanna talk' there was no response, Jill once again concentrated on her nails and her thoughts seemed to be drifting away. Sirius, however, did not want to let her go. 'So? Was it really an erotic dream, maybe you've been dreaming about me?'
Jill snorted, but moved nervously on the chair.
'Sirius' she spoke in a preaching manner 'It's inconsistency. If I had been dreaming about you that would have been a nightmare.'
'So!' he shouted with satisfaction. 'You must have dreamt about me? Weren't you scared?'
'Sirius' Jill stood up and re-did her bed-sheet-costume 'you're insane. Insane and conceited. Good night.'
She left and Black sat a little while longer, wondering whether she could have dreamt about him. And what sort of dream it was. Well, nightmares scare, but surely they don't cause blushes.
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Next day welcomed Jill and Sirius with sunshine. When they met at the breakfast they tried not to talk about the night's incident. It was funny, but in the daylight they both lost their confidence towards the one another. Good, thought Jill, no more talks like that. Good, thought Sirius, next time we don't have to talk...
'Coleman, do you think it's a good idea' asked Sirius. They were standing in front of the fireplace, with Floo Powder in their hands. They decided that Sirius would go there in his dog form, for Pola didn't know he was innocent. They looked nervous, even not because of the meeting, but because of the imoprtance of it: they had to talk about the future of the Order, find some place for it, organize people.
'Any other suggestions?' mocked Jill and jumped into the fire. Black followed, remembering to change into dog.
When they jumped out of Pola's fire-place, they were welcomed by a shocked Lupin, who couldn't expect to meet his old mate there, and even more shocked Pola, who spent all night wondering, what Jill's "we" meant.
Jill whisked away the ash from her jeans and shirt and so did the dog who was wagging his tail energically. Pola stared, still astounted, and it allowed Jill to take the lead. That small woman with critical gaze lawlessly began to organize their lives and nobody opposed.
'Hi, Pola, can I have a word with you. Can we go upstairs, oh, no, no such pretensional, baroque stairway. Remus, I'm sure you would like to take care of that shabby thing for a while, but please, don't hurt it, I need something to wash my dishes.' The dog barked angrily at Jill, but, as Pola noticed, she didn't mind at all. But Coleman's speech irritated her, how could she just rule everyone in somebody else's house.
'Jill' Pola started cautionarily. 'Would you be so kind this one time and stop criticizing my house and giving orders to everyone in here?'
Jill considered her for a while, Remus was watching the situation silently, very happy that he had met Sirius, and Sirius, or the shabby dog, barked with laughter. Oh, he liked when Jill was quarelling.
'No' was Jill's short answer. 'Shall we?' she made her way upstairs. Pola was slightly hopeless. She smiled apologically to Remus and followed Jill, who was actually commenting Praise's office. When Pola was gone Remus turned to the dog and, as the dog changed into human again, he asked:
'Sirius?'
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AN: Hi, it's not the end, yet, of this chapter, but I want to give you something more. Sorry, but I'm studying away from home and I'm not able to write there. Well, I don't have time. I hope you enjoyed that part. Please, write reviews and be patient! The story must go on!!!! Ilara
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Eight: IN DREAMS AND IN REAL
Remus Lupin was sitting in Pola's livingroom, reading papers and watching fire. Beautiful fire that Pola cursed to be violet and cool enough to make the air fresh. Lazy quiet summer afternoon. Moony was quite happy and confident. His relationship with Pola was getting closer. He could still feel her gentle kiss on his cheek that she gave him the day before. It was too long to be considered only a kiss of a friend. Yes, Remus was in an extremely good mood. Remus was dreaming, not reading. Probably because of that he was shocked by a sudden appearance of a woman's head in the flames. He was watching her – his eyes wide open. She had short, messy black hair and unforgetable eyes – amber eyes.
The girl looked around suspiciously, then impatiently examined Lupin, sighed with total boredom and quickly asked.
'Is it Pola Praise's house?'
Remus answered slowly, still wondering, who is she and what does she want.
'As far as I'm concerned...'
'Hmm...' was Jill's only answer to his statement. Remus waited, but had to ask because the strange girl didn't seem to continue.
'Hmm what?'
'Who are you? I've always warned Pola not to live with men, but of course she didn't listen.' Said the girl quickly and Remus, with amusement, began to understand who she was. He laughed shortly and said:
'I don't live here. And I'm Remus Lupin, nice to meet you...' he wanted her to introduce herself before he called Pola, but Jill interrupted him with a clear, kind laughter
'Uh-huh!So you're Remus Lupin. Will you be so nice and call Pola?'
Remus didn't want to follow that request but stood up briskly and asked.
'What the hell did that "uh-huh" mean???'
'Oh, I thought you were mannerly. So where's Pola?'
'Are you going to talk to me or will you ignore all I say. Do you know me?'
Jill moved her head impatiently, that man was much more irritating than she had expected and that silly flames of Pola, Jill had no doubt about it, suited the whole situation. She could only wonder how terribly dumb her head could look.
'Let's say I've heard things' she smiled viciously. 'about you.'
Remus considered her for a while, what did she know. Could she know all? Who could have told her??? And if she knew all, would she be able to tell Pola?
'Whom shoul I announce?' he asked befor he left. "Coleman" was a firm answer from the flames.
He slowly went to the stairs and called Pola. After a while Praise nervously ran down the stairs and stood in front of the fire place. Now Remus was the audience. Pola didn't look calm at all, she was biting her lips, moving her hands without control. She tried to smile, but only grimaced. She waited, should she speak first. Jill seemed much calmer, looking around lazily, but Remus noticed that her lips were trembling, well, she wanted them to think that this meeting had no meaning to her, but she couldn't hide that she cared. Finally Pola swallowed and spoke, her voice too high.
'Jill?'
Jill of course laughed shortly and gazed into Pola's eyes.
'I appreciate you remember me, oh, I really do' she mocked in an adorable way, which seemed similar to Lupin, he knew someone who did that too. 'Nice place, by the way, but you should beware men, since when you've needed someone to help you; and those violet flames, awful, I know they should suit your beautiful green eyes, but; I see you still have a piano. Have you finally learnt how to use it' she said all of that on one breath, without changing the melody or intonation. Pola didn't seem offended or she was able to hide it. Now she wanted to lead the conversation.
'You've changed' she didn't of course think of Jill's behaviour, but her outlook. Jill was older, and she got the point. She only smiled wonderfully.
'You think you still look as if you were 20? Sorry, baby, I had to tell you that you're older too.'
'You can't criticize my house, my fire and my man. At least his not a murderer, 'cos as I remember well you had always had a crush on murderers.'
'One hundred points to that lady' of course Pola's speech made no impression on Jill. Remus thought that she really acted like a conceited bitch. Coleman just smiled and continued lazily. 'We will drop in tomorrow, don't say you're occupied, sweethearts, we have no time. It was nice to meet you Remus' she smiled and then turned to Pola 'Bye, Praise.'
She disappeared.
'Charming' mocked Pola who finally looked relieved. The conversation was just as she had expected. 'Who does she think she is?'
'A self conceited bitch' helped Remus and walked slowly to Pola, who was standing near the fire place. 'I wonder why is she in such a hurry.'
'To make me feel miserable and lazy. God' Pola moved her head nervously. 'You know, she hadn't changed that much, she still looks like a sweet seventeen. And her hair, so messy, she looks like a child almost. And she can laugh about it while I..'
'While you what?' asked Remus gazing in her eyes intensively and seriously. Jill could have looked much younger, but it was Pola who looked like a Woman to him. It was Pola who he adored. He looked at her eyes, cheeks, then lips...
He leaned towards her and his lips touched hers. Firstly slowly and when she didn't oppose. he pressed her to the wall and kissed madly, strongly. Pola immediately forgot about her personal problems with an old friend and followed the lust. Her hands ouched his head and pushed him even closer. He tasted so sweetly, but kissed... He kissed like a man and she felt like never before, like a woman. His tongue explored her mouth, his not shaved cheeks were hurting hers but that was just another lustful point. His hands were nervously wandering across her body, he wanted her so badly, so so madly.
When they finally parted, both breathless, Pola gazed at him shily and smiled. He answered and embraced her, speaking slowly hot, lovely words into her ears. They needed no future visits, they wanted to enjoy the peace that suddenly appeared in the house: with Coleman's departure and their, finally revealed, love.
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Sirius found himself kissing slowly her ear, then he found path to her neck and down the neck to her breasts. She moaned silenlty when he caressed her nipple. He smiled somewhere deep inside his mind, her hands were stroking his hair and, what made him even more aroused, her heart was beating badly. Almost as fast as his was. He decided to leave for her belly and when he was placing slow, sensitive kisses around her navel he heard her whisper.
"I want you"
He was kissing her down, and reached the area of her pants. He hesitated for a moment and then decided to follow his lust. Their lust. But before he kissed her most intimate part of body he looked up to see if she wanted that as much as he did. When their eyes met he saw the desire in her eyes, in her amber-like eyes...
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Sirius opened his eyes, breathing badly. God, that dream was so real, so pleasant... Why the hell it wasn't fulfilled? Oh, right, he woke up? Why, on God's sake did he wake up? Yeah, because he realized he was with Coleman and he was enjoying it. He sighed and looked with laughter at erected pat of his body. He gave it time to calm down and went downstairs to the kitchen to finf something cooling to drink.
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Jill was smilimg to herself and giggling quietly at his kisses on her belly. That was so, so pleasureable, so extraoridinary and fantastic. She thought it wasn't possible anymore. She took his hand and kissed it gently, his fingers were lean and strong. He touched her cheeks but was still kissing the inner parts of her thighs, caressing the most delicate parts of her with his tongue. He was doing faster and faster and Jill was almost losing her mind. When he felt a sudden stream of fire that flew across her veins, he realized that he could stand no more, he had to take her at last. His face appeared next to hers and he whispered
"I love you Jill"
Jill smiled and turned to him, she opened her eyes and...
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Jill suddenly sat on her bed. What was she doing with Sirius in that dream? Right, she knew exactly what was she doing, she knew exactly that she was having extreme fun. She wondered what she should do: throw up or go straight to his room and rape him. Gosh, the dream was too real.
She decided to have a drink.
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Sirius was sitting behind the table in the kitchen, drinking slowly his second (third??) butterbeer. Hw wondered how it was possible, that he still could the taste of her body. That was supposed to be only a dream. Too real.
He took another pull and was astonished by a sudden opening of the door and even more sudden entrance of Jill. She was wearing only a bed sheet that wasn't very tight and allowed Sirius to watch different parts of her body. He could see, that she was as slim and as sexy as in his dream. She didn't notice him, went straight to the sink, opened the water and washed her face. Then she opened the fridge's door, sighed and took a bottle of beer.
'Isn't it too late for beer. You're gonna be sick' said Sirius. She had no idea he was in the kitchen and his voice scared her so much that she choked and spilled the beer. She turned roung quickly and gazed at him. He was smiling seductively, holding his bottle and watching her close. Jill blushed even more (she was still quite hot after that dream and his gaze didn't help) and spoke angrily:
'What are you doing here? Get out of my kitchen!'
'Sorry, babe, I'd love to, but unfortunately I'm naked. And you're in such a bad condition that a sight of a nude man would make you fall on me. I would not risk being raped by a mad woman.'
'Shut up, you blockhead' swore Coleman and furiously sat on the chair spilling even more beer. She gazed at the table removing some vax drops with her fingers, slowly swallowing the drink. Sirius was watcking her shadowed face with a soft smile, he wondered why. The prolongated silence was irritating him, so Sirius decided to break it. He knew he was probably doing wrong, but nervous Jill and his extremely good mood caused by that beautiful dream urged him to do that.
'Had a nice dream, I suppose?'he asked. 'God, Coleman, your so bluched that I would find enough courage to guess that it was erotic one.'
Jill lifted her head and gazed at him with a mixture of haterd and irony. Oh, she was so relieved inside that she was able to hide her real emotions: how could he know?
'Keep guessing and maybe you will strike home after a year or so' she said lazily with an audible voice.
'Oh, come on, it's not that bad, I understand that you can dream about men.'
'Oh, I appreciate, I'm allowed to have dreams!'
'I don't want to offend you' he laughed and rounded on his chair. 'I just wanna talk' there was no response, Jill once again concentrated on her nails and her thoughts seemed to be drifting away. Sirius, however, did not want to let her go. 'So? Was it really an erotic dream, maybe you've been dreaming about me?'
Jill snorted, but moved nervously on the chair.
'Sirius' she spoke in a preaching manner 'It's inconsistency. If I had been dreaming about you that would have been a nightmare.'
'So!' he shouted with satisfaction. 'You must have dreamt about me? Weren't you scared?'
'Sirius' Jill stood up and re-did her bed-sheet-costume 'you're insane. Insane and conceited. Good night.'
She left and Black sat a little while longer, wondering whether she could have dreamt about him. And what sort of dream it was. Well, nightmares scare, but surely they don't cause blushes.
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Next day welcomed Jill and Sirius with sunshine. When they met at the breakfast they tried not to talk about the night's incident. It was funny, but in the daylight they both lost their confidence towards the one another. Good, thought Jill, no more talks like that. Good, thought Sirius, next time we don't have to talk...
'Coleman, do you think it's a good idea' asked Sirius. They were standing in front of the fireplace, with Floo Powder in their hands. They decided that Sirius would go there in his dog form, for Pola didn't know he was innocent. They looked nervous, even not because of the meeting, but because of the imoprtance of it: they had to talk about the future of the Order, find some place for it, organize people.
'Any other suggestions?' mocked Jill and jumped into the fire. Black followed, remembering to change into dog.
When they jumped out of Pola's fire-place, they were welcomed by a shocked Lupin, who couldn't expect to meet his old mate there, and even more shocked Pola, who spent all night wondering, what Jill's "we" meant.
Jill whisked away the ash from her jeans and shirt and so did the dog who was wagging his tail energically. Pola stared, still astounted, and it allowed Jill to take the lead. That small woman with critical gaze lawlessly began to organize their lives and nobody opposed.
'Hi, Pola, can I have a word with you. Can we go upstairs, oh, no, no such pretensional, baroque stairway. Remus, I'm sure you would like to take care of that shabby thing for a while, but please, don't hurt it, I need something to wash my dishes.' The dog barked angrily at Jill, but, as Pola noticed, she didn't mind at all. But Coleman's speech irritated her, how could she just rule everyone in somebody else's house.
'Jill' Pola started cautionarily. 'Would you be so kind this one time and stop criticizing my house and giving orders to everyone in here?'
Jill considered her for a while, Remus was watching the situation silently, very happy that he had met Sirius, and Sirius, or the shabby dog, barked with laughter. Oh, he liked when Jill was quarelling.
'No' was Jill's short answer. 'Shall we?' she made her way upstairs. Pola was slightly hopeless. She smiled apologically to Remus and followed Jill, who was actually commenting Praise's office. When Pola was gone Remus turned to the dog and, as the dog changed into human again, he asked:
'Sirius?'
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AN: Hi, it's not the end, yet, of this chapter, but I want to give you something more. Sorry, but I'm studying away from home and I'm not able to write there. Well, I don't have time. I hope you enjoyed that part. Please, write reviews and be patient! The story must go on!!!! Ilara