A/N: Hello again. Isn't this wonderful? A new chapter every night! Alas, this is the last time it will happen for a while. You see, at some point, some idiotic person invented the idea of camping, and it caught on. My mom is now forcing me to go along and spend time in the great outdoors - in the predesignated area, paying far more money than the idea was worth, taking along our 'camper' complete with stove, toilet, airconditioning system, and refridgerator... you get the idea? Anyway, the thing the camper does not have is a computer connected to the internet...well, not a computer at all actually.
The point of all that rambling was that I won't be able to post until I come back - Sunday, if my mom has her way. Sooner if I can help it. This, or perhaps the next, will be the last chapter I post until my return. Hopefully, I will have nice chapters written out by the end of that ordeal, and hopefully they will be longer than what I've written so far. (I wrote them in one day each, okay?). Enough ranting, I'm going to thank the reviewers now:
Lynx - I'm glad you liked them :) It's rather generic, but it works well for this particular story. Thanks for the nice comments!
Padfoot4ever - Thanks for reading/reviewing!
Uozumi - Happy now? Thanks for reviewing!
Silent Moon - Chapter Three: Sorting Ceremony
As he stood waiting for the Sorting Hat to finish its song, Remus kept his eyes locked on the enchanted ceiling. Everyone else was gazing at the Sorting Hat. When the Sorting Hat finished its song, most of the Hall burst into applause. Beside Remus, James Potter seemed beside himself with glee. Remus's lack of excitement was made up by James Potter's cheering. Several people waved at James Potter, and he waved back. He was clearly very popular.
An older witch with her graying hair pulled back into a tight bun unrolled a long scroll of parchment and began to read off names.
"Avery, Richard!" was called first. Remus kept his eyes on the slow-moving clouds while everyone else watched Richard being sorted. A moment later, there was a cry of "SLYTHERIN" followed by an explosion of applause and cheering from said house as they greeted their newest member. The next name was called soon after, and the cheering died away.
"Black, Sirius!"
There was some soft muttering throughout the Hall. Remus lowered his head to gaze at the Black child who was now wearing the Sorting Hat. Remus's father had often complained about the Blacks. They mocked Daniel for marrying a squib, and claimed that she was the reason for their abnormal son. The Sorting Hat soon shouted "SLYTHERIN", and the sorting continued.
Remus stared at the Sorting Hat as it deemed "Evans, Lily" a Gryffindor, and "Ezra, Alice" a Ravenclaw. Soon the List Caller had reached the "L's".
"Longbottom, Frank!"
A somewhat chubby, brown-haired boy now tried on the Sorting Hat, which quickly dubbed him Gryffindor, and then it was Remus's turn.
"Lupin, Remus!" said the List Caller.
When Remus didn't move, the muttering started again. The List Caller gazed at Remus, trying to urge him forward. Next to Remus, James Potter seemed to catch on, put a hand on Remus's back, and pushed him forward.
Remus leaned for a moment, then walked toward the stool. Most of the students were staring at him, curious, but Remus had already put his head down to look at the highly-polished floor. He sat down on the stool and the List Caller placed the Sorting Hat on his head. It was much too large for him and fell over his eyes.
There was silnce for a moment, then a voice spoke in Remus's mind. The voice startled him so much, he almost jumped off the stool. "Well, hello! What have we here?" said the voice. "Oh, my, you're a bit jumpy, aren't you?"
A few moments passed in silence and the voice continued. "And quiet, too. Hmm..." The voice thought for a moment. "No matter!" it concluded. "You can't hide yourself from me! Now, let's see..."
The voice lapsed into silence. Remus sat on the stool in front of the school for a minute until the Sorting Hat called out "SLYTHERIN!"
The List Caller lifted the Sorting Hat off his head, lifted him from the stool, and gave him a gentle push toward the Slytherin table.
Remus watched his shoes move him forward. He sat down at the first empty chair he found. All around him, people were muttering. Remus stared at the empty golden plate in front of him. When the List Caller called out the next name, the muttering died down.
"McDonald, Kyle!" was now a new Gryffindor.
Soon, the name "Pettigrew, Peter", the follower, was called and sorted into Gryffindor, as was the loud one. The Sorting hat took very little time to determine James Potter's placement, even if Peter's had taken a moment.
Three more Slytherins were named by the end of the Sorting Ceremony. "Rosier, Walton.", "Snape, Severus" and "Wilkes, Robert" joined the Black child, "Avery, Richard", and Remus.
Remus ignored the whispering among the Slytherins and stared at the golden plate. The Hall soon fell silent once again, and a familiar voice rang through the Hall.
"Good Evening, everyone!" said that strong, somewhat comforting voice that Remus had heard before. His head rose from his plate so fast that those seated near him jumped and he crinked his neck. He stared into Albus Dumbledore's eyes as he spoke.
"Welcome to a new year, here at Hogwarts!" he said, his arms open wide as though he wished to wrap them all into a very large hug. "I have several things to tell you, but first - the feast!"
When Albus Dumbledore finished speaking, the entire Hall burst with "Ohh's" and "Ahh's" as each golden plate was filled with food.
Though he could smell the food, Remus did not turn to eat. He stared at Albus Dumbledore, who was chatting with the List Caller.
That man, Albus Dumbledore, was the man who treated Remus like a normal child. That man, Albus Dumbledore, was giving him - Remus Lupin, the half-breed, the son of a squib, the werewolf, blood-traitor, shame of society, Remus Lupin - the chance to live as a normal boy. Remus had never met a kinder man than Albus Dumbledore. Nor a man more foolish.
The Black child, sitting next to Remus, was staring at him. When Remus did not acknowledge him, he spoke. "Hey, aren't you hungry?" Remus, again, did not respond. He heard "Snape, Severus", the other, say to the Black child "That git's ignoring everyone today. Let him starve if he wants..."
Ignoring the other, the Black child proceeded to fill Remus's plate with food. He set the plate in front of Remus, who was still staring up at Albus Dumbledore, now joking with a tiny wizard on his left. The Black child stared at Remus for a moment, then put his hand on Remus's head, and turned it so that Remus was now looking at his plate, full of food. He gazed at it for a moment, then began to eat.
Once most everyone had eaten their fill, the food disappeared from the golden plates. (much to the dismay of a rather large fifth-year, who had just shoved a piece of pie into his mouth, only to discover it had disappeared) Remus stared a moment at his plate, but when Albus Dumbledore began to speak, he turned his head to watch.
"Now that the feeding is taken care of...let's see. Oh yes! Announcements. I would like to remind you all that magic is not permitted in the corridors, between classes. Also, The Forbidden Forest is, as is indicated, forbidden. And it would be good to note that a new, rather violent tree, has been planted on the Hogwarts grounds. If a tree starts attempting to beat you, may I advise you move away from it. For third-years and above - the house that has been built at the top of the hill in Hogsmeade is off-limits - you may not enter it.
"That is all, now off to bed with you all!" he waved his arms, shooing everyone out of the Hall. Prefects around the hall jumped up, and started herding their students toward the common room. Remus gazed for a moment at Albus Dumbledore, who caught his eye, and smiled at him. He shooed him away, and Remus turned to watch the white-blonde haired prefect who had introduced himself to the first years as Lucius Malfoy. The Black child put a hand under Remus's arm and lifted him from his chair. Remus pushed it in, and followed the prefect down to the dungeons of the castle.
A/N: Remus is a little strange...which is entirely the point of the story. Oh well, he'll get better. He has to, being as that's the plot. I hope you Enjoyed it....Review and tell me? Please? Thanks.
The point of all that rambling was that I won't be able to post until I come back - Sunday, if my mom has her way. Sooner if I can help it. This, or perhaps the next, will be the last chapter I post until my return. Hopefully, I will have nice chapters written out by the end of that ordeal, and hopefully they will be longer than what I've written so far. (I wrote them in one day each, okay?). Enough ranting, I'm going to thank the reviewers now:
Lynx - I'm glad you liked them :) It's rather generic, but it works well for this particular story. Thanks for the nice comments!
Padfoot4ever - Thanks for reading/reviewing!
Uozumi - Happy now? Thanks for reviewing!
Silent Moon - Chapter Three: Sorting Ceremony
As he stood waiting for the Sorting Hat to finish its song, Remus kept his eyes locked on the enchanted ceiling. Everyone else was gazing at the Sorting Hat. When the Sorting Hat finished its song, most of the Hall burst into applause. Beside Remus, James Potter seemed beside himself with glee. Remus's lack of excitement was made up by James Potter's cheering. Several people waved at James Potter, and he waved back. He was clearly very popular.
An older witch with her graying hair pulled back into a tight bun unrolled a long scroll of parchment and began to read off names.
"Avery, Richard!" was called first. Remus kept his eyes on the slow-moving clouds while everyone else watched Richard being sorted. A moment later, there was a cry of "SLYTHERIN" followed by an explosion of applause and cheering from said house as they greeted their newest member. The next name was called soon after, and the cheering died away.
"Black, Sirius!"
There was some soft muttering throughout the Hall. Remus lowered his head to gaze at the Black child who was now wearing the Sorting Hat. Remus's father had often complained about the Blacks. They mocked Daniel for marrying a squib, and claimed that she was the reason for their abnormal son. The Sorting Hat soon shouted "SLYTHERIN", and the sorting continued.
Remus stared at the Sorting Hat as it deemed "Evans, Lily" a Gryffindor, and "Ezra, Alice" a Ravenclaw. Soon the List Caller had reached the "L's".
"Longbottom, Frank!"
A somewhat chubby, brown-haired boy now tried on the Sorting Hat, which quickly dubbed him Gryffindor, and then it was Remus's turn.
"Lupin, Remus!" said the List Caller.
When Remus didn't move, the muttering started again. The List Caller gazed at Remus, trying to urge him forward. Next to Remus, James Potter seemed to catch on, put a hand on Remus's back, and pushed him forward.
Remus leaned for a moment, then walked toward the stool. Most of the students were staring at him, curious, but Remus had already put his head down to look at the highly-polished floor. He sat down on the stool and the List Caller placed the Sorting Hat on his head. It was much too large for him and fell over his eyes.
There was silnce for a moment, then a voice spoke in Remus's mind. The voice startled him so much, he almost jumped off the stool. "Well, hello! What have we here?" said the voice. "Oh, my, you're a bit jumpy, aren't you?"
A few moments passed in silence and the voice continued. "And quiet, too. Hmm..." The voice thought for a moment. "No matter!" it concluded. "You can't hide yourself from me! Now, let's see..."
The voice lapsed into silence. Remus sat on the stool in front of the school for a minute until the Sorting Hat called out "SLYTHERIN!"
The List Caller lifted the Sorting Hat off his head, lifted him from the stool, and gave him a gentle push toward the Slytherin table.
Remus watched his shoes move him forward. He sat down at the first empty chair he found. All around him, people were muttering. Remus stared at the empty golden plate in front of him. When the List Caller called out the next name, the muttering died down.
"McDonald, Kyle!" was now a new Gryffindor.
Soon, the name "Pettigrew, Peter", the follower, was called and sorted into Gryffindor, as was the loud one. The Sorting hat took very little time to determine James Potter's placement, even if Peter's had taken a moment.
Three more Slytherins were named by the end of the Sorting Ceremony. "Rosier, Walton.", "Snape, Severus" and "Wilkes, Robert" joined the Black child, "Avery, Richard", and Remus.
Remus ignored the whispering among the Slytherins and stared at the golden plate. The Hall soon fell silent once again, and a familiar voice rang through the Hall.
"Good Evening, everyone!" said that strong, somewhat comforting voice that Remus had heard before. His head rose from his plate so fast that those seated near him jumped and he crinked his neck. He stared into Albus Dumbledore's eyes as he spoke.
"Welcome to a new year, here at Hogwarts!" he said, his arms open wide as though he wished to wrap them all into a very large hug. "I have several things to tell you, but first - the feast!"
When Albus Dumbledore finished speaking, the entire Hall burst with "Ohh's" and "Ahh's" as each golden plate was filled with food.
Though he could smell the food, Remus did not turn to eat. He stared at Albus Dumbledore, who was chatting with the List Caller.
That man, Albus Dumbledore, was the man who treated Remus like a normal child. That man, Albus Dumbledore, was giving him - Remus Lupin, the half-breed, the son of a squib, the werewolf, blood-traitor, shame of society, Remus Lupin - the chance to live as a normal boy. Remus had never met a kinder man than Albus Dumbledore. Nor a man more foolish.
The Black child, sitting next to Remus, was staring at him. When Remus did not acknowledge him, he spoke. "Hey, aren't you hungry?" Remus, again, did not respond. He heard "Snape, Severus", the other, say to the Black child "That git's ignoring everyone today. Let him starve if he wants..."
Ignoring the other, the Black child proceeded to fill Remus's plate with food. He set the plate in front of Remus, who was still staring up at Albus Dumbledore, now joking with a tiny wizard on his left. The Black child stared at Remus for a moment, then put his hand on Remus's head, and turned it so that Remus was now looking at his plate, full of food. He gazed at it for a moment, then began to eat.
Once most everyone had eaten their fill, the food disappeared from the golden plates. (much to the dismay of a rather large fifth-year, who had just shoved a piece of pie into his mouth, only to discover it had disappeared) Remus stared a moment at his plate, but when Albus Dumbledore began to speak, he turned his head to watch.
"Now that the feeding is taken care of...let's see. Oh yes! Announcements. I would like to remind you all that magic is not permitted in the corridors, between classes. Also, The Forbidden Forest is, as is indicated, forbidden. And it would be good to note that a new, rather violent tree, has been planted on the Hogwarts grounds. If a tree starts attempting to beat you, may I advise you move away from it. For third-years and above - the house that has been built at the top of the hill in Hogsmeade is off-limits - you may not enter it.
"That is all, now off to bed with you all!" he waved his arms, shooing everyone out of the Hall. Prefects around the hall jumped up, and started herding their students toward the common room. Remus gazed for a moment at Albus Dumbledore, who caught his eye, and smiled at him. He shooed him away, and Remus turned to watch the white-blonde haired prefect who had introduced himself to the first years as Lucius Malfoy. The Black child put a hand under Remus's arm and lifted him from his chair. Remus pushed it in, and followed the prefect down to the dungeons of the castle.
A/N: Remus is a little strange...which is entirely the point of the story. Oh well, he'll get better. He has to, being as that's the plot. I hope you Enjoyed it....Review and tell me? Please? Thanks.