Okay, here we go again. This is chapter three. And as you may have guessed
(or just read) this one is from Remus' POV. So, I'll go ahead and get to
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Give the World for Mr. Black: Thank you for reviewing. You are one of the few. Starting to make me wonder if this story is that bad. A never-ending cookie? Yay! Thank you! ~hugs the cookie protectively~
bosquito mosquito: Yup, Lupin is a bit of a spaz. But you still have to love him. Thank you, too, for reviewing.
And that's all. Yup, believe it or not. Well, we all can't be J.K. Rowling or Elvis, right? So, as you know, I don't own anyone or anything from the Harry Potter books. Now here's the third chapter!
Chapter 3 ~*~*~*~*~
Remus' POV ~~~~~~~~~
I can't believe it's him. My heart turns several flips. I was just thinking about him. And there he is. Like and act of God.
He bends down and helps me collect my stuff. I know my face is pale and my eyes wide. It's bad enough that I was already feeling off because of the upcoming full moon and my heart was pounding fiercely in my chest, but his closeness was effecting me strangely. My whole body is hot and now I'm shaking. What a fine time for my hormones to be on the rampage. . . Why is he staring at me like that?
"Hey, Moony, take it easy," he says. I can hear the concern in his voice. I justs keep staring into those lovely eyes of his.
I suddenly realize that I've stared too long. I snap out of it and shake my head. Stop blushing, I silently command myself. I can feel the heat creeping all over my face, my ears, my neck, and down my back. I feel like I'm giving myself away. Surely he can tell what I feel for him. Surely it's reflected in my eyes.
"Yeah," I say, "yeah, I'm good, Padfoot. You just startled me is all. Thought you were Flich."
He claps me on the back. The skin he touched, concealed under my robes and clothing, springs to life at his touch. I'm aware of his every movement. His warm hand slides into mine and he pulls me to my feet. My hand feels so empty as his slips away. I can't take much more of this.
"Let's get to class, Padfoot," I say quietly. Quickly, I walk of. I hear his footsteps behind me.
When we reach the Charms classroom door, I accidently drop my spare quill. Sirius moves in front of me just as the door opens. When did Sirius start wearing cologne? It smells so good. . .
"You are late for class, Mr. Black," I hear Professor Flitwick said. I straighten up slightly and try to tie the strap ends back together. I still can't get his closeness out of my mind. Why must he be all I think about? Why not someone else? It would be easier if the object of my affections and desires wasn't one of my best friends.
"Yes sir, I am," he says casually.
"Well, come in," Flitwick sighs. He moves to admit us into the classroom. "I shall have to take five points from Gryffindor for your tardiness, Mr. Black."
Sirius casually walks into the room. Oh, how he moves. It's gracefully and respectful all at once. And the way his backside moves. . .
Professor Flitwick took the moment when my mouth was agape to notice me.
"Mr. Lupin," he scolds lightly. "You also? I expect more from a prefect! Another five points from Gryffindor."
My mouth snaps shut. Groans go up around the room from the Gryffindors. Great. I've now made the entire House mad at me. Great going, Remus. Silently, I sit down beside Sirius.
Sirius starts whispering to James about his latest prank. So that is the reason he was late to class. Was I supposed to be listening? The only thing I could focus on was Sirius. The sight of him, the smell of him, his good looks, his hairstyle. The room was suddenly humid.
Why am I hurting? This isn't right. I shouldn't be hurting like this. And hair shouldn't be sprouting on my knuckles. I look out the window. Bloody hell. . .
The full moon is hanging high in the autumn sky. I feel all of the color drain from my face. I can't transform, not here in the middle of class! Everyone will be in danger! I have to get to the Hospital Wing!
I can't move. My fangs start to grown in just now. Oh, God, someone help me! My gaze is fixed on the front of the class. I hope Professor Flitwick will catch a glimpse of me. He'll send me to Madame Pompfrey.
Someone shakes me shoulder. I nearly jump out of my chair from fright. My face turns towards the person and my fearful eyes stare at Sirius. 'Help,' I plead silently.
"Moony, you all right," he whispers.
James and Peter turn to look at me then. Half of the class is staring at me. I just hope that hair isn't sprouting visablly anywhere. If the parents of the other kids at Hogwarts find out that there's a werewolf in the school, I will either be kicked out or the only student left. I am about ready to just jump out the window before I can finish transforming. Everyone will be safe if I'm outside. Of course, I'll have a broken leg or something, but at least I won't be able to bite the other students. . .
"Mr. Lupin," I faintly hear Professor Flitwick say. He's stopped his lesson. I can feel everyone staring at me now. "Do you need to go to the Hospital Wing?" I can't answer. My fangs are finally formed. I nod slightly. He doesn't notice. "Mr. Black, escort Mr. Lupin to the Hospital Wing. Go now."
Thank heavens Professor Flitwick knows my condition. I feel Sirius grab my elbow. My whole body trembles. Not now, you stupid hormones! Why must I be tormented so? I barely notice as he drags me down the hallways.
The next thing I'm aware of is Sirius stopping outside the Hospital Wing and he gently pushes my back to the wall.
"What's wrong, Moony," he asks me.
I can't answer him. He's so close, I can smell that heavenly cologne of his. Why must HE torment me like this? To prevent any embarrassment on my part, I shift by backsack on my shoulder so that it's covering my. . . excitement.
"Moony, what is your problem," he says a bit louder. In response, I hold up two furry, clawed wolf paws that are my hands. He slams the door to the Hospital Wing open.
"MADAME POMPFREY," he bellows loudly. My wolf hearing kicks in at that moment. Boy, was that loud.
The nurse hurries out, takes one look at me, and starts dragging me down the hallways at a run. Oh yeah, this transformation will be fun. I'll be a horny werewolf. Great.
Give the World for Mr. Black: Thank you for reviewing. You are one of the few. Starting to make me wonder if this story is that bad. A never-ending cookie? Yay! Thank you! ~hugs the cookie protectively~
bosquito mosquito: Yup, Lupin is a bit of a spaz. But you still have to love him. Thank you, too, for reviewing.
And that's all. Yup, believe it or not. Well, we all can't be J.K. Rowling or Elvis, right? So, as you know, I don't own anyone or anything from the Harry Potter books. Now here's the third chapter!
Chapter 3 ~*~*~*~*~
Remus' POV ~~~~~~~~~
I can't believe it's him. My heart turns several flips. I was just thinking about him. And there he is. Like and act of God.
He bends down and helps me collect my stuff. I know my face is pale and my eyes wide. It's bad enough that I was already feeling off because of the upcoming full moon and my heart was pounding fiercely in my chest, but his closeness was effecting me strangely. My whole body is hot and now I'm shaking. What a fine time for my hormones to be on the rampage. . . Why is he staring at me like that?
"Hey, Moony, take it easy," he says. I can hear the concern in his voice. I justs keep staring into those lovely eyes of his.
I suddenly realize that I've stared too long. I snap out of it and shake my head. Stop blushing, I silently command myself. I can feel the heat creeping all over my face, my ears, my neck, and down my back. I feel like I'm giving myself away. Surely he can tell what I feel for him. Surely it's reflected in my eyes.
"Yeah," I say, "yeah, I'm good, Padfoot. You just startled me is all. Thought you were Flich."
He claps me on the back. The skin he touched, concealed under my robes and clothing, springs to life at his touch. I'm aware of his every movement. His warm hand slides into mine and he pulls me to my feet. My hand feels so empty as his slips away. I can't take much more of this.
"Let's get to class, Padfoot," I say quietly. Quickly, I walk of. I hear his footsteps behind me.
When we reach the Charms classroom door, I accidently drop my spare quill. Sirius moves in front of me just as the door opens. When did Sirius start wearing cologne? It smells so good. . .
"You are late for class, Mr. Black," I hear Professor Flitwick said. I straighten up slightly and try to tie the strap ends back together. I still can't get his closeness out of my mind. Why must he be all I think about? Why not someone else? It would be easier if the object of my affections and desires wasn't one of my best friends.
"Yes sir, I am," he says casually.
"Well, come in," Flitwick sighs. He moves to admit us into the classroom. "I shall have to take five points from Gryffindor for your tardiness, Mr. Black."
Sirius casually walks into the room. Oh, how he moves. It's gracefully and respectful all at once. And the way his backside moves. . .
Professor Flitwick took the moment when my mouth was agape to notice me.
"Mr. Lupin," he scolds lightly. "You also? I expect more from a prefect! Another five points from Gryffindor."
My mouth snaps shut. Groans go up around the room from the Gryffindors. Great. I've now made the entire House mad at me. Great going, Remus. Silently, I sit down beside Sirius.
Sirius starts whispering to James about his latest prank. So that is the reason he was late to class. Was I supposed to be listening? The only thing I could focus on was Sirius. The sight of him, the smell of him, his good looks, his hairstyle. The room was suddenly humid.
Why am I hurting? This isn't right. I shouldn't be hurting like this. And hair shouldn't be sprouting on my knuckles. I look out the window. Bloody hell. . .
The full moon is hanging high in the autumn sky. I feel all of the color drain from my face. I can't transform, not here in the middle of class! Everyone will be in danger! I have to get to the Hospital Wing!
I can't move. My fangs start to grown in just now. Oh, God, someone help me! My gaze is fixed on the front of the class. I hope Professor Flitwick will catch a glimpse of me. He'll send me to Madame Pompfrey.
Someone shakes me shoulder. I nearly jump out of my chair from fright. My face turns towards the person and my fearful eyes stare at Sirius. 'Help,' I plead silently.
"Moony, you all right," he whispers.
James and Peter turn to look at me then. Half of the class is staring at me. I just hope that hair isn't sprouting visablly anywhere. If the parents of the other kids at Hogwarts find out that there's a werewolf in the school, I will either be kicked out or the only student left. I am about ready to just jump out the window before I can finish transforming. Everyone will be safe if I'm outside. Of course, I'll have a broken leg or something, but at least I won't be able to bite the other students. . .
"Mr. Lupin," I faintly hear Professor Flitwick say. He's stopped his lesson. I can feel everyone staring at me now. "Do you need to go to the Hospital Wing?" I can't answer. My fangs are finally formed. I nod slightly. He doesn't notice. "Mr. Black, escort Mr. Lupin to the Hospital Wing. Go now."
Thank heavens Professor Flitwick knows my condition. I feel Sirius grab my elbow. My whole body trembles. Not now, you stupid hormones! Why must I be tormented so? I barely notice as he drags me down the hallways.
The next thing I'm aware of is Sirius stopping outside the Hospital Wing and he gently pushes my back to the wall.
"What's wrong, Moony," he asks me.
I can't answer him. He's so close, I can smell that heavenly cologne of his. Why must HE torment me like this? To prevent any embarrassment on my part, I shift by backsack on my shoulder so that it's covering my. . . excitement.
"Moony, what is your problem," he says a bit louder. In response, I hold up two furry, clawed wolf paws that are my hands. He slams the door to the Hospital Wing open.
"MADAME POMPFREY," he bellows loudly. My wolf hearing kicks in at that moment. Boy, was that loud.
The nurse hurries out, takes one look at me, and starts dragging me down the hallways at a run. Oh yeah, this transformation will be fun. I'll be a horny werewolf. Great.