A/N: Took a while, didn't it? I'm sure you're a little mad. Allow me to increase your anger. I didn't go camping after all, so I was free at home all week, and just didn't write. Allow me to take a moment to talk about reviews.
As I have repeatedly informed you, I truly appreciate the positive feedback. Even something as simple as: "I really like this story! Post the next chapter soon." Brightens my day. I'd like to make a request now.
While I appreciate the encouragement, I would also appreciate some suggestions or comments about what I've written. My true purpose for writing this story is to improve enough to write a novel of my own. Therefore, my purpose for posting the story on the internet is to see the reactions people have to my writing. I will be the first to admit that my writing isn't perfect, or anywhere near. So, any suggestions you have for improvement would be very much appreciated. Also, I'd like to know just what it is about my story that attracts your attention. Whatever it is – I want to know, so I can improve on my strengths as well as my weaknesses.
I can't do anything for you if you do put these things in your review, and I can't force you to do it at all. All I can say is that if you do take that extra time, I'd be more inclined to read and review something of yours, and try to do the same for you as you did for me. Thank you very much.
Now, to thank the reviewers:
Padfoot4ever: Thanks! Sorry it took so long.
WildfireFriendship: Thank you, and don't worry, you don't have to read every chapter as soon as it comes out. I understand completely.
SheildMaiden: Thanks for your nice comments :) And no, it's not AU. There was once a reasoning to it, though I admit I've lost it. Anyway, it would get boring if I wrote them all in Gryffindor every time, right? This is more exciting! Right?...Maybe.
Uozumi: Oh look, SheildMaiden, Uozumi says I'm right! Yay. Thank you Uozumi! Thanks for the nice comments!
Lynx: Thanks a lot! Well, not all Slytherins can be evil, can they? Otherwise, why have the house at all? The Hat said they had to work together, I assume that includes Slytherin! Probably especially Slytherin.
Uzumaki: Thank you, I'm glad you like it. Sorry it took me so long to update this time... *hugs Remus, then let's Uzumaki hug him too* He's so sweet, I just love Remus. Thanks for all your nice comments.
Rena Lupin: So exactly how are you related to Remus, anyway? *hugs you too* Oh well, I'm glad you liked it!
Kitsune Rose: Yay! I didn't have to go camping! I'm sure it's all thanks to you :) (We were in Pennsylvania, by the way...I don't really know where we were...I think it was Kane. Thanks for all your nice comments, and I hope you enjoy this chapter!
Evil Child: So, err...Is that good or bad? Oh well, thanks anyway!
Gaia: Well, I was imagining that the sorting hat would have a lot of trouble sorting him, since he doesn't state a preference. Slytherin seemed to make the most sense to me. He's a dark creature, and wants to be by himself... Actually, I think he is ambitious, and he's just not showing it. How brave was Neville in book 1 anyway? I doubt your most outstanding quality is always going to be present when you're eleven.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own them, I swear! I wish I did, but alas...
On with the next chapter then:
Silent Moon: Chapter Four - Morning
The dungeons were drafty, but the large, four-poster was warm and comfortable. Remus slept well and woke early. He pulled back the hangings around his bed and, seeing that everyone was still asleep, he crept out of bed and dressed. When he finished he sat on the edge of his bed. "Rosier, Walton" stirred in his sleep, but no one else was moving, and he too fell back into regular snoring.
Remus left his dormitory and sat down in one of the high-backed chairs he found in the common room. The long, low room was lit only by small, greenish spheres, hanging by chains from the ceiling. The green light casted an eerie glow across the common room. As Remus sat, staring at the fireplace, a tiny house-elf ran over to it, and lit a fire. When the elf turned and spotted Remus, she squeaked and began to bow and apologize. Remus ignored the flustered elf, and stared into the fire.
When the elf had gone, Remus stood and walked to a bookshelf beside the fireplace. He found many books on potions, dueling, and dark spells and creatures that he had already read. He took down an unfamiliar title - Dredful Denizens of the Deep - sat down on the floor near the newly-lit fire, and read.
An hour later, Slytherins bagan to emerge from their dormitories, rubbing their eyes or dripping from a morning shower. "Snape, Severus" slumped into a chair near the fire, curled his legs beneath him, and fell asleep once more. The Black child stretched his arms out, yawinin, then slumped into a chair near the other. Prefect Malfoy, already dressed and looking quite alert, stepped in front of Remus, who was still seated on the floor, reading. Prefect Malfoy had stepped between Remus and the fire, blocking the light Remus had been reading by.
Remus kept his eyes trained on his spot in the book, but when Prefect Malfoy did not move away, Remus lifted his head to look up at him.
Sure that he now held Remus's attention, Prfect Malfoy stated "Students are not allowed to sit on the floor near the lit fire in his common room - the chairs are placed at the appropriate distance from the fire."
Moments passed, but Remus did not move - he continued to gaze just above Prefect Malfoy's head.
He seemed put off. He stood straighter and drawled "Perhaps you do not understand the circumstances." He pointed at his badge. "I am a prefect. It is my duty to ensure safety for my house mates." he pointed at Remus. "Including you. You wouldn't want to catch on fire, now would you?" Prfect Malfoy finished with his arm held up, inviting an answer. The hand dropped and the look of importance and authority Prfect Malfoy had held a moment before was replaced by a scowl. He opened his mouth to speak again, but before he could continue, Remus was lifted by the Black child, and shoved into one of the high-backed chairs. A moment later, Remus had to lift his hands to catch the book he'd been reading. Prefect Malfoy had thrown it at him.
"There! See? You can move!" said Prefect Malfoy, and he left the common room, followed by several Slytherins who seemed ot think breakfast was a better idea than sleep after all.
The Black child glared at Remus through half-focused eyes. The glare lost heart a moment later, and the Black child slumped back into his chair.
"Snape, Severus", awoken by Prefect Malfoy's drawling, stood as Remus slowly straightened himself out, staring down at the book he had been reading so peacefully. The other grabbed the book out of Remus's hands, replaced it on the shelf, and grunted "Breakfast" before trudging out of the common room.
Remus stared after the other, his hands still held open in his lap. A gigh, perky, sweet female voice echoed through the nearly empty common room, causing Remus to jump up on to the arm of his chair and turn his head to see the source. A girl with thick black hair tied in braids was running acroos the room, arms wide open, yelling "Sirius! Sirius! You're here!"
The Black child had his back to the perky girld. He wore a deeply pained expression. A moment later, he had forced a fake smile, and turned to face the perky girl, who was bursting with joy.
"Bella!" said the Black child in a falsely cheerful welcome.
'Bella' embraced the Black child, and shook him.
"You're here! You're at Hogwarts" 'Bella shreiked. "And you're a Slytherin! I'm so proud." She beamed at the Black child. His body was visibly tense. "I just knew you would be. I knoew you wouln't disappoint your family. Everyone will be so proud of you. See? I told you you'd be fine, I-"
"Bella." another girl, older and wearing a prefects badge on her robes had appeared from the door leading to the girls' dormitories.
"Andromeda!" shrieked the perky girl called Bella, and she ran over ot the new prefect and embraced her as well. "Did you see! See! I told you he'd be Slytherin, I told you!"
"Yes, I know." sighed Prefect Andromeda, sounding bored. "Just go to breakfast, Bella."
"'Kay!" said Bella, and she scuttled across the room and left.
"Come on, you two." said Prefect Andromeda. "I'll lead you to the Great Hall."
The Black child smiled sadly. "Thanks Meda." he said.
Prefect Meda eyed him, her head held high. "No problem."
Remus scuffed his shoes as he walked with Prefect Meda and the Black child. The other two were talking in soft voices to one another as though they had known each other for a very long time. Remus walked behind, staring at his shoes.
"I really didn't think you'd be in Slytherin." Prefect Meda was saying.
"Yeah…well, you know. All the family has been." Replied the Black child, sounding somewhat guilty.
Prefect Meda gave him a half-hearted smile. They were silent for the next two floors.
"So, who's he?" Prefect Meda asked, louder than before. She jerked a thumb back toward Remus. Remus watched the pair of them through his scattered bangs.
Sirius opened his mouth to answer, but shut it a moment later. "Err…" he glanced back at Remus who dropped his gaze. "Oh, it's ahh…" He seemed to struggle to remember from the night before.
I think it's, um…oh! Is that the Great Hall?" he said with a nervous look back at Remus. Prefect Meda stared at Remus, wondering why he didn't provide his own name.
The Black child was staring around the Hall, which was quite as beautiful during the day as it had been at night. Remus followed Prfect Meda and the Black child to the Slytherin table. Prefect Meda sat next to Prefect Malfoy. The Black child and Remus sat across from them. When Remus sat down, Prefect Malfoy sneered at him.
"Oh, did you walk here all by yourself, or did Sirius have to carry you?"
Prefect Malfoy and his friends laughed, as did "Snape, Severus" and "Rosier, Evan". The Black child and Prefect Meda did not laugh. Remus stared at his plate, showing no sign he'd heard Prefect Malfoy at all.
Prefect Malfoy scowled at Remus. "What is your problem, kid?"
When Remus didn't respond, his scowl deepened, and he leaned across the table to look into Remus's eyes.
"Hey!" Prefect Malfoy grasped Remus's shoulders and shook him. The Black child protested, but Prefect Malfoy ignored him. When Remus didn't respond to the shaking, Prefect Malfoy released his shoulders and lifted Remus's head. Remus met his eyes with a blank expression.
"Andromeda, there's something seriously wrong with this kid." Prefect Malfoy said, looking almost worried. Prefect Malfoy released Remus's head. Remus continued staring up at him.
"There's nothing wrong with him!" said Prefect Meda, indignant that Prefect Malfoy was so insensitive as to say such a thing in front of Remus.
"Nothing wrong with who?" asked a pretty fourth-year, sitting next to Prefect Malfoy. He pointed at Remus.
The blonde girl shot a glanced at Remus then, looking back at Prefect Malfoy, she asked "What's wrong with him?"
"There's nothing wrong with him!" said Prefect Meda. The blonde girl ignored her.
"He doesn't…he's not all there." Said Prefect Malfoy, still staring at Remus.
The blonde girl narrowed her eyes. "What do you mean?"
"Look." Said Prefect Malfoy, and he started to shake Remus again.
"Stop that right now! You are a Prefect, Lucius! You can't be shaking first-years!"
Prefect Malfoy released Remus, who was once again staring at his empty plate. The blonde girl gazed at Remus for a moment, then grabbed his hand.
She didn't pull it, or move it at all, but took it in hers and held it with a firm grip, still gazing at Remus. For almost a minute, nothing happened. People up and down the table were staring as Remus gazed at his hand, trapped in the blonde girl's grasp, while she stared at Remus, both of their expressions blank. As everyone watch in curiousty, a few faces adopted looks of sudden comprehension.
Remus began to pull away.
The blonde girl smiled and tightned her grip. Remus pulled back harder.
Everytime Remus pulled to release his hand from her clutch, the blonde girl would tighten her hold and pull on his hand. She kept their hands locked in the same place for five minutes.
Remus jumped up, snatching his hand away. He turned on his heel, and marched out of the Great Hall, everyone watching him, without eating anything.
The blonde girl turned to Prefect Malfoy. "He's there. He's just ignoring you. Not a bad idea, really."
A/N: That's all for chapter four. I hope you enjoyed it! Thanks for reading and thanks to everyone who reviews!
Oh, I nearly forgot! Read this poem: http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=627204 It's the best poem I've ever read in all my life. Thanks a lot. Bye!!
As I have repeatedly informed you, I truly appreciate the positive feedback. Even something as simple as: "I really like this story! Post the next chapter soon." Brightens my day. I'd like to make a request now.
While I appreciate the encouragement, I would also appreciate some suggestions or comments about what I've written. My true purpose for writing this story is to improve enough to write a novel of my own. Therefore, my purpose for posting the story on the internet is to see the reactions people have to my writing. I will be the first to admit that my writing isn't perfect, or anywhere near. So, any suggestions you have for improvement would be very much appreciated. Also, I'd like to know just what it is about my story that attracts your attention. Whatever it is – I want to know, so I can improve on my strengths as well as my weaknesses.
I can't do anything for you if you do put these things in your review, and I can't force you to do it at all. All I can say is that if you do take that extra time, I'd be more inclined to read and review something of yours, and try to do the same for you as you did for me. Thank you very much.
Now, to thank the reviewers:
Padfoot4ever: Thanks! Sorry it took so long.
WildfireFriendship: Thank you, and don't worry, you don't have to read every chapter as soon as it comes out. I understand completely.
SheildMaiden: Thanks for your nice comments :) And no, it's not AU. There was once a reasoning to it, though I admit I've lost it. Anyway, it would get boring if I wrote them all in Gryffindor every time, right? This is more exciting! Right?...Maybe.
Uozumi: Oh look, SheildMaiden, Uozumi says I'm right! Yay. Thank you Uozumi! Thanks for the nice comments!
Lynx: Thanks a lot! Well, not all Slytherins can be evil, can they? Otherwise, why have the house at all? The Hat said they had to work together, I assume that includes Slytherin! Probably especially Slytherin.
Uzumaki: Thank you, I'm glad you like it. Sorry it took me so long to update this time... *hugs Remus, then let's Uzumaki hug him too* He's so sweet, I just love Remus. Thanks for all your nice comments.
Rena Lupin: So exactly how are you related to Remus, anyway? *hugs you too* Oh well, I'm glad you liked it!
Kitsune Rose: Yay! I didn't have to go camping! I'm sure it's all thanks to you :) (We were in Pennsylvania, by the way...I don't really know where we were...I think it was Kane. Thanks for all your nice comments, and I hope you enjoy this chapter!
Evil Child: So, err...Is that good or bad? Oh well, thanks anyway!
Gaia: Well, I was imagining that the sorting hat would have a lot of trouble sorting him, since he doesn't state a preference. Slytherin seemed to make the most sense to me. He's a dark creature, and wants to be by himself... Actually, I think he is ambitious, and he's just not showing it. How brave was Neville in book 1 anyway? I doubt your most outstanding quality is always going to be present when you're eleven.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own them, I swear! I wish I did, but alas...
On with the next chapter then:
Silent Moon: Chapter Four - Morning
The dungeons were drafty, but the large, four-poster was warm and comfortable. Remus slept well and woke early. He pulled back the hangings around his bed and, seeing that everyone was still asleep, he crept out of bed and dressed. When he finished he sat on the edge of his bed. "Rosier, Walton" stirred in his sleep, but no one else was moving, and he too fell back into regular snoring.
Remus left his dormitory and sat down in one of the high-backed chairs he found in the common room. The long, low room was lit only by small, greenish spheres, hanging by chains from the ceiling. The green light casted an eerie glow across the common room. As Remus sat, staring at the fireplace, a tiny house-elf ran over to it, and lit a fire. When the elf turned and spotted Remus, she squeaked and began to bow and apologize. Remus ignored the flustered elf, and stared into the fire.
When the elf had gone, Remus stood and walked to a bookshelf beside the fireplace. He found many books on potions, dueling, and dark spells and creatures that he had already read. He took down an unfamiliar title - Dredful Denizens of the Deep - sat down on the floor near the newly-lit fire, and read.
An hour later, Slytherins bagan to emerge from their dormitories, rubbing their eyes or dripping from a morning shower. "Snape, Severus" slumped into a chair near the fire, curled his legs beneath him, and fell asleep once more. The Black child stretched his arms out, yawinin, then slumped into a chair near the other. Prefect Malfoy, already dressed and looking quite alert, stepped in front of Remus, who was still seated on the floor, reading. Prefect Malfoy had stepped between Remus and the fire, blocking the light Remus had been reading by.
Remus kept his eyes trained on his spot in the book, but when Prefect Malfoy did not move away, Remus lifted his head to look up at him.
Sure that he now held Remus's attention, Prfect Malfoy stated "Students are not allowed to sit on the floor near the lit fire in his common room - the chairs are placed at the appropriate distance from the fire."
Moments passed, but Remus did not move - he continued to gaze just above Prefect Malfoy's head.
He seemed put off. He stood straighter and drawled "Perhaps you do not understand the circumstances." He pointed at his badge. "I am a prefect. It is my duty to ensure safety for my house mates." he pointed at Remus. "Including you. You wouldn't want to catch on fire, now would you?" Prfect Malfoy finished with his arm held up, inviting an answer. The hand dropped and the look of importance and authority Prfect Malfoy had held a moment before was replaced by a scowl. He opened his mouth to speak again, but before he could continue, Remus was lifted by the Black child, and shoved into one of the high-backed chairs. A moment later, Remus had to lift his hands to catch the book he'd been reading. Prefect Malfoy had thrown it at him.
"There! See? You can move!" said Prefect Malfoy, and he left the common room, followed by several Slytherins who seemed ot think breakfast was a better idea than sleep after all.
The Black child glared at Remus through half-focused eyes. The glare lost heart a moment later, and the Black child slumped back into his chair.
"Snape, Severus", awoken by Prefect Malfoy's drawling, stood as Remus slowly straightened himself out, staring down at the book he had been reading so peacefully. The other grabbed the book out of Remus's hands, replaced it on the shelf, and grunted "Breakfast" before trudging out of the common room.
Remus stared after the other, his hands still held open in his lap. A gigh, perky, sweet female voice echoed through the nearly empty common room, causing Remus to jump up on to the arm of his chair and turn his head to see the source. A girl with thick black hair tied in braids was running acroos the room, arms wide open, yelling "Sirius! Sirius! You're here!"
The Black child had his back to the perky girld. He wore a deeply pained expression. A moment later, he had forced a fake smile, and turned to face the perky girl, who was bursting with joy.
"Bella!" said the Black child in a falsely cheerful welcome.
'Bella' embraced the Black child, and shook him.
"You're here! You're at Hogwarts" 'Bella shreiked. "And you're a Slytherin! I'm so proud." She beamed at the Black child. His body was visibly tense. "I just knew you would be. I knoew you wouln't disappoint your family. Everyone will be so proud of you. See? I told you you'd be fine, I-"
"Bella." another girl, older and wearing a prefects badge on her robes had appeared from the door leading to the girls' dormitories.
"Andromeda!" shrieked the perky girl called Bella, and she ran over ot the new prefect and embraced her as well. "Did you see! See! I told you he'd be Slytherin, I told you!"
"Yes, I know." sighed Prefect Andromeda, sounding bored. "Just go to breakfast, Bella."
"'Kay!" said Bella, and she scuttled across the room and left.
"Come on, you two." said Prefect Andromeda. "I'll lead you to the Great Hall."
The Black child smiled sadly. "Thanks Meda." he said.
Prefect Meda eyed him, her head held high. "No problem."
Remus scuffed his shoes as he walked with Prefect Meda and the Black child. The other two were talking in soft voices to one another as though they had known each other for a very long time. Remus walked behind, staring at his shoes.
"I really didn't think you'd be in Slytherin." Prefect Meda was saying.
"Yeah…well, you know. All the family has been." Replied the Black child, sounding somewhat guilty.
Prefect Meda gave him a half-hearted smile. They were silent for the next two floors.
"So, who's he?" Prefect Meda asked, louder than before. She jerked a thumb back toward Remus. Remus watched the pair of them through his scattered bangs.
Sirius opened his mouth to answer, but shut it a moment later. "Err…" he glanced back at Remus who dropped his gaze. "Oh, it's ahh…" He seemed to struggle to remember from the night before.
I think it's, um…oh! Is that the Great Hall?" he said with a nervous look back at Remus. Prefect Meda stared at Remus, wondering why he didn't provide his own name.
The Black child was staring around the Hall, which was quite as beautiful during the day as it had been at night. Remus followed Prfect Meda and the Black child to the Slytherin table. Prefect Meda sat next to Prefect Malfoy. The Black child and Remus sat across from them. When Remus sat down, Prefect Malfoy sneered at him.
"Oh, did you walk here all by yourself, or did Sirius have to carry you?"
Prefect Malfoy and his friends laughed, as did "Snape, Severus" and "Rosier, Evan". The Black child and Prefect Meda did not laugh. Remus stared at his plate, showing no sign he'd heard Prefect Malfoy at all.
Prefect Malfoy scowled at Remus. "What is your problem, kid?"
When Remus didn't respond, his scowl deepened, and he leaned across the table to look into Remus's eyes.
"Hey!" Prefect Malfoy grasped Remus's shoulders and shook him. The Black child protested, but Prefect Malfoy ignored him. When Remus didn't respond to the shaking, Prefect Malfoy released his shoulders and lifted Remus's head. Remus met his eyes with a blank expression.
"Andromeda, there's something seriously wrong with this kid." Prefect Malfoy said, looking almost worried. Prefect Malfoy released Remus's head. Remus continued staring up at him.
"There's nothing wrong with him!" said Prefect Meda, indignant that Prefect Malfoy was so insensitive as to say such a thing in front of Remus.
"Nothing wrong with who?" asked a pretty fourth-year, sitting next to Prefect Malfoy. He pointed at Remus.
The blonde girl shot a glanced at Remus then, looking back at Prefect Malfoy, she asked "What's wrong with him?"
"There's nothing wrong with him!" said Prefect Meda. The blonde girl ignored her.
"He doesn't…he's not all there." Said Prefect Malfoy, still staring at Remus.
The blonde girl narrowed her eyes. "What do you mean?"
"Look." Said Prefect Malfoy, and he started to shake Remus again.
"Stop that right now! You are a Prefect, Lucius! You can't be shaking first-years!"
Prefect Malfoy released Remus, who was once again staring at his empty plate. The blonde girl gazed at Remus for a moment, then grabbed his hand.
She didn't pull it, or move it at all, but took it in hers and held it with a firm grip, still gazing at Remus. For almost a minute, nothing happened. People up and down the table were staring as Remus gazed at his hand, trapped in the blonde girl's grasp, while she stared at Remus, both of their expressions blank. As everyone watch in curiousty, a few faces adopted looks of sudden comprehension.
Remus began to pull away.
The blonde girl smiled and tightned her grip. Remus pulled back harder.
Everytime Remus pulled to release his hand from her clutch, the blonde girl would tighten her hold and pull on his hand. She kept their hands locked in the same place for five minutes.
Remus jumped up, snatching his hand away. He turned on his heel, and marched out of the Great Hall, everyone watching him, without eating anything.
The blonde girl turned to Prefect Malfoy. "He's there. He's just ignoring you. Not a bad idea, really."
A/N: That's all for chapter four. I hope you enjoyed it! Thanks for reading and thanks to everyone who reviews!
Oh, I nearly forgot! Read this poem: http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=627204 It's the best poem I've ever read in all my life. Thanks a lot. Bye!!