Spirit of the Stars
By IsisFireDancer
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing etc. Why would I be doing this if I did? You know the drill. I'm sorry if I didn't mention your review of this story in the last chapter but I decided to post this chapter at the same time as the last! I also apologise for the lack of Sirius POV the last chappie! I eat humble pie! I have tried to include more this time around. For update news see disclaimer at top of last chapter! Have fun with this now & ENJOY...
CHAPTER 6: Full Moon
REMUS POV
Lessons seemed a blur to me. The night came around faster than ever before. The joy of the morning had evaporated, leaving me feel queasy. I hated this feeling more than anything else.
It was time for me to go now. Madam Pomfrey appeared and I turned to make my excuses to my friends. I hate lying at the best of times, but these were my only real friends and I really feeding them a load of rubbish. Still, it had to be done if I wanted to keep them as friends.
I made up an excuse about my mother being ill and I was needed at home for a short while, or at least until we could have her seen by a healer. I turned away from them quickly, hurrying after Madam Pomfrey.
It felt surreal walking through the passage under the Whomping Willow. Soon, we were inside the Shrieking Shack. I made my way into the master bedroom, locking the door behind myself and preparing myself for the nightmare that plagued my life.
3rd PERSON POV
The dark sky that surrounded the glowing orb of the full moon was pierced by a long, mournful howl. This howl came from the werewolf that was currently locked in the master bedroom of the lonely house in Hogsmeade, known to the locals as the Shrieking Shack. It seemed that tonight, the wolf wanted to live up to the derelict house's namesake.
The wolf stalked around in frustration. It was lonely. It didn't want to be trapped in this musty room. So the wolf took out it's frustration on the only things to hand: the room and itself.
The room was already a mess without the additional blood from where the wolf had attacked itself. It's regal silver coat was stained and matted with it's own blood. But it didn't care, it's carnal instinct had taken over. All it could thing about during this night was the anger and frustration of being trapped.
Eventually, the wolf curled up to try to sleep for the last hour of the night. Soon, the warmth of the sun brought the miracle of transformation to the wolf's soul and it diminished back into it's human form. This human lay, unmoving in the dawn sunlight; too injured to move.
REMUS POV
I opened my eyes, feeling groggy and disorientated. I was unable to move as pain seared through every fibre of my body. I gasped in pain and surprise. I managed to open my eyes and found myself in the Hospital Wing. A blue curtain surrounded my bed.
I looked down. I knew that the wolf had done a lot of damage last night. I had never felt this bad after a transformation. My body was littered with even more gashes, several of which were clearly not fully healed yet as they were hidden from view with dressings.
I nearly jumped out of my skin when Madam Pomfrey pulled back the curtains to let herself in. This caused me to cry out in pain that resulted from my sudden movement.
"Sorry dear! I didn't mean to startle you! There, there! Drink this," she said, pushing a glass to my lips. I drank the potion unwillingly as it tasted foul and fell back into a dreamless sleep.
SIRIUS POV
Remus returned only one night after he had told us that hid mother was ill. He looked terrible. He walked like he was trying to hide an injury. He definitely looked ill and very tired. I wondered what had been so horrible as to make him look like this.
"How is your mother?" I asked cautiously, unable to decide if this was wise or not. I did not know how he would react.
"She's still not good, but the healer said that it'll subside soon. He's giving her potion to ensure her recovery." He sighed. "I'd rather not talk about it, if you don't mind."
"Are you OK mate? You look really rough!" James voiced what I had just been thinking. Remus paused for a moment before answering. He looked startled by this question.
"I-I'm not too bad," he answered cautiously, as if this whole thing was a trick. It was like he'd never had any care or affection shown towards him. I really felt sorry for him now; he looked a shell of his usual self. I think that this business with his mother had really hit him hard.
"We got you the homework," I said. "But don't try and do it until you're sure you're ready." I was still worried about him.
"I'm fine, really. Thank you. I'm going to do it now, get it all out of the way and make sure I'm not behind."
"Remus! You'll work yourself to death! Go and get some rest now!" I practically shoved him upstairs.
"NO! I mean, I really am fine. Please, just let me do it now. I won't be able to sleep for worrying about it!"
"I'll go and get it," I said, still a little reluctant to let him work in his current state. I almost laughed at my last thought; I was acting like he was pregnant! "I don't want you staying up all night doing this!" I exclaimed in my best that's-final-no-arguments voice.
"Yes Ma'am!" he exclaimed, mock saluting me before going to gather his books. Something was going on here and I would find it out.
AN: YAY! Another chappie! REVIEW-my life depends on it. And even more important, the life of YOUR CAKE depends on it! Have a good day! I did, I read three of my huge pile of books! Not that you want to know that...
By IsisFireDancer
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing etc. Why would I be doing this if I did? You know the drill. I'm sorry if I didn't mention your review of this story in the last chapter but I decided to post this chapter at the same time as the last! I also apologise for the lack of Sirius POV the last chappie! I eat humble pie! I have tried to include more this time around. For update news see disclaimer at top of last chapter! Have fun with this now & ENJOY...
CHAPTER 6: Full Moon
REMUS POV
Lessons seemed a blur to me. The night came around faster than ever before. The joy of the morning had evaporated, leaving me feel queasy. I hated this feeling more than anything else.
It was time for me to go now. Madam Pomfrey appeared and I turned to make my excuses to my friends. I hate lying at the best of times, but these were my only real friends and I really feeding them a load of rubbish. Still, it had to be done if I wanted to keep them as friends.
I made up an excuse about my mother being ill and I was needed at home for a short while, or at least until we could have her seen by a healer. I turned away from them quickly, hurrying after Madam Pomfrey.
It felt surreal walking through the passage under the Whomping Willow. Soon, we were inside the Shrieking Shack. I made my way into the master bedroom, locking the door behind myself and preparing myself for the nightmare that plagued my life.
3rd PERSON POV
The dark sky that surrounded the glowing orb of the full moon was pierced by a long, mournful howl. This howl came from the werewolf that was currently locked in the master bedroom of the lonely house in Hogsmeade, known to the locals as the Shrieking Shack. It seemed that tonight, the wolf wanted to live up to the derelict house's namesake.
The wolf stalked around in frustration. It was lonely. It didn't want to be trapped in this musty room. So the wolf took out it's frustration on the only things to hand: the room and itself.
The room was already a mess without the additional blood from where the wolf had attacked itself. It's regal silver coat was stained and matted with it's own blood. But it didn't care, it's carnal instinct had taken over. All it could thing about during this night was the anger and frustration of being trapped.
Eventually, the wolf curled up to try to sleep for the last hour of the night. Soon, the warmth of the sun brought the miracle of transformation to the wolf's soul and it diminished back into it's human form. This human lay, unmoving in the dawn sunlight; too injured to move.
REMUS POV
I opened my eyes, feeling groggy and disorientated. I was unable to move as pain seared through every fibre of my body. I gasped in pain and surprise. I managed to open my eyes and found myself in the Hospital Wing. A blue curtain surrounded my bed.
I looked down. I knew that the wolf had done a lot of damage last night. I had never felt this bad after a transformation. My body was littered with even more gashes, several of which were clearly not fully healed yet as they were hidden from view with dressings.
I nearly jumped out of my skin when Madam Pomfrey pulled back the curtains to let herself in. This caused me to cry out in pain that resulted from my sudden movement.
"Sorry dear! I didn't mean to startle you! There, there! Drink this," she said, pushing a glass to my lips. I drank the potion unwillingly as it tasted foul and fell back into a dreamless sleep.
SIRIUS POV
Remus returned only one night after he had told us that hid mother was ill. He looked terrible. He walked like he was trying to hide an injury. He definitely looked ill and very tired. I wondered what had been so horrible as to make him look like this.
"How is your mother?" I asked cautiously, unable to decide if this was wise or not. I did not know how he would react.
"She's still not good, but the healer said that it'll subside soon. He's giving her potion to ensure her recovery." He sighed. "I'd rather not talk about it, if you don't mind."
"Are you OK mate? You look really rough!" James voiced what I had just been thinking. Remus paused for a moment before answering. He looked startled by this question.
"I-I'm not too bad," he answered cautiously, as if this whole thing was a trick. It was like he'd never had any care or affection shown towards him. I really felt sorry for him now; he looked a shell of his usual self. I think that this business with his mother had really hit him hard.
"We got you the homework," I said. "But don't try and do it until you're sure you're ready." I was still worried about him.
"I'm fine, really. Thank you. I'm going to do it now, get it all out of the way and make sure I'm not behind."
"Remus! You'll work yourself to death! Go and get some rest now!" I practically shoved him upstairs.
"NO! I mean, I really am fine. Please, just let me do it now. I won't be able to sleep for worrying about it!"
"I'll go and get it," I said, still a little reluctant to let him work in his current state. I almost laughed at my last thought; I was acting like he was pregnant! "I don't want you staying up all night doing this!" I exclaimed in my best that's-final-no-arguments voice.
"Yes Ma'am!" he exclaimed, mock saluting me before going to gather his books. Something was going on here and I would find it out.
AN: YAY! Another chappie! REVIEW-my life depends on it. And even more important, the life of YOUR CAKE depends on it! Have a good day! I did, I read three of my huge pile of books! Not that you want to know that...