A/N there's not really much to say this time, except that I appreciate your feedback and I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. Last day of school tomorrow (phew) so expect some updates soon.
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Darkness-nightfall- yah, I guess the cussing did seem to come out of nowhere, but I'm going to make this girl's character (and yes, you will find out her name, it's not just "girl") quite spirited, which I think is going to work. Thanks for reviewing, and please keep reading!
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CHAPTER FOUR
The Shrieking Shack
The following week on a Monday after dinner, Remus, Sirius, James and Peter made their way out to their favorite tree beside the lake on the vast Hogwarts grounds. When they had settled there, James took a golden snitch out of his pocket, and was just about to entertain a goggly-eyed Peter with some newly obtained Quidditch techniques when Sirius interrupted.
"Oh, really, James, I can't stand it when you fool around with that thing. Kindly desist," he imitated Professor McGonagoll on the last command as he lay back on the grass with his hands behind his head.
James sighed simultaneously with Peter and was about to put the snitch back in his bag when he looked over at Remus, who was smirking from behind his book.
"AHA! But look, Sirius," James nudged his friend and pointed at Remus, the small snitch still fluttering in his fist. "Remus thinks it's funny. He likes the snitch. I don't know why you're such a pussy about Quidditch but you're overruled. I'm gonna play with this thing extra- flamboyantly just to get your girdle." With that, he proceeded to play his favorite game of "let go and catch again" with Peter looking on, ready to wet himself.
"James, I wasn't laughing at you, I was laughing at my book," said Remus finally with a small smile on his intelligent face.
James paused his game and opened his mouth to say something but was apparently lost for words.
"Whatever, James. Do whatever you like, I don't care," Sirius laughed. There was a small pause. "And I'm not a pussy."
For awhile they sat quietly with only the sounds of the light breeze rippling the lake and Peter's whoops of pleasure every time James made a particularly good catch with the snitch breaking the silence. When some time had passed, however, Sirius turned to Remus and said:
"You alright, mate? You're looking a bit peaky."
Remus closed his book and looked over at his friend. "Oh, you know," he paused and looked around nervously. "It's just that it's almost the full moon."
James abruptly stuffed the snitch in his pocket as Sirius sat up and Peter blinked. A moment passed, and then:
"Hey, I almost forgot about that!" Whispered James excitedly.
"Yah, me too," said Peter and Sirius together.
"Well, I do have an idea for what we can do this time. You know, since you all are animagi now and everything," said Remus.
Sirius and his friends stared incredulously at him. Remus Lupin, have an idea for a mischievous deed? He was brilliant, granted, so his notion would undoubtedly be a good one. It was just that Remus never actually took part in thinking up plans to wreak havoc on Hogwarts. He only went along with them. Surprised, curious and grinning, Sirius suddenly felt a surge of affection for his werewolf friend.
"Do you want to hear it, or not?" Remus continued. The other three marauders nodded with open-mouthed consent. "What we would do, then, is first bring out your invisibility cloak, James. After Madam Pomfrey has taken me off to the shrieking shack to transform, you guys hide under the cloak that night and go over to the whomping willow. Make sure you listen carefully to what I'm about to say about what to do once you reach the tree: There is a large knot on one of its roots. When you reach it, press down on it hard, so that it stops the tree whomping. After that, you can transform and climb through the tunnel that will take you directly to the shrieking shack. I'll be waiting in my werewolf form to meet you there. This time, though, since you're animagi, I wont be able to, nor will I want to harm you," There was a pause as a grin spread across Remus's face and his friends stared at him. "Well?" He asked impatiently. "What d'you think?"
Sirius cracked a devious smile. "Brilliant," he said simply.
"I concur," said James.
"Sounds okay to me, but you any have to repeat it once or twice," added Peter.
The boys discussed the details of their plans all the way back up to Gryffindor Tower.
On the first day of the full moon, Sirius could barely contain his excitement. It was the last class of the day: potions. Itching with anticipation, he could tell that he and his friends were all sharing his agony. Though, for James, Peter and himself, that agony was impatience. For Remus, it was probably mingled with intense wishes that it wasn't yet full moon (being a werewolf is quite painful) and excitement about how the evening would go over. They all stirred their potions feverishly, as Sirius looked around the dungeon, uselessly wishing that there were windows below the earth. AT least then he would have some concept of time judging by the level of sun in the sky. He was, in fact, so distracted, that when James reminded him that he had forgotten to add powdered root of asphodel, the warning had come too late. Professor Ruojnoc, the Potions Mistress, swept over to Sirius's cauldron.
"Mr. Black? What do you call that mixture you're stirring?"
Sirius snapped out of his wandering thoughts and almost instantly recovered his wit. "What, this?" Responded Sirius innocently, gesturing toward his pewter cauldron. "I call it you're-the-best-teacher-I've-ever-had-the-priviledge-to-learn-from stew.
"That's clever, but I was thinking more along the lines of unredeemable mess," said the professor plainly with a slight smirk. "I'm going to clear this away, Black, as you've obviously neglected to add the asphodel and your stirring has been slack and in the wrong direction. Clockwise, Mr. Black, always clockwise when making any kind of strengthening solution. Luckily for you, you still have forty-five minutes remaining, and I won't count this disappointing piece of rubbish as long as you can produce and bottle another draft of the solution before your time is up. Get to work now. I know you're smart; you just need to concentrate more. Evanesco," she waved her wand and went to examine Remus's cauldron.
Exasperated, Sirius grumbled and looked around. His hair was falling into his face and he blew up out of the corner of his mouth to clear his vision. He looked blandly for a moment at what his eyes were seeing, standing alone in the back of the room with her cauldron. It was the girl. She was looking right back at him with an unfaltering glare, snickering, eyes ablaze at a vibrant grass-colored green. Sirius stared back warily.
Green? Since when had her eyes been green?
"Sirius Black! I want to see progress on that potion, sir!" Professor Ruojnoc shot from the other end of the dungeon.
"I'll help you, mate," offered James, who had already finished his solution and noticed how distracted his friend was.
For the rest of the class, Sirius decided to go ahead and work as diligently as he could, or at least as diligently as his head, now swimming in thought, would allow.
Late that same night, Sirius, James and Peter sat watching the last Gryffindor, a spindly-legged second year girl, stroll up the stairs to the girl's dormitories. Remus had already been taken out to the willow a few hours before dark. When they all heard the safe click of a doorknob, the three boys crammed under James' s invisibility cloak and crept out of the common room.
Down at the willow, the three boys recited the spell that would change their forms from human to animal:
"Twisting bones and bending back
Give us a power we want not to lack
Hooves and feet with claws and fur,
With strength and with will let the transformation occur"
Three creatures: a rat, a stag, and a great black dog made their way to the knot under the tree and disappeared...
Hours later, a teenage boy, a stag, a rat and a dog climbed out of the tunnel hours later. After they had all transformed into their human selves once more, Sirius made to pick up James's cloak by the tree when he heard a gasp. Standing a little ways away near the edge of the forest, was a girl with whispy blonde hair...
(A/N- there is no spell for obtaining an animagus form, it's just for fun...)
For the reviewers
Darkness-nightfall- yah, I guess the cussing did seem to come out of nowhere, but I'm going to make this girl's character (and yes, you will find out her name, it's not just "girl") quite spirited, which I think is going to work. Thanks for reviewing, and please keep reading!
Star of the Muses- I'm glad you liked the way I did the last chapter. Thanks for your feedback!
professor-fidget- Thanks! I'm going to try and check out some of your stuff as soon as I can, I love reading other people's work!
Drop-depp-gorgeous- did I update soon enough? Thanks for reviewing, and I'd like to compliment you on your pen name. It's fabulous.
Siriuslives001- Sirius is alive, indeed. And well. Yes. AND NO GUESSING FUTURE PLOT DEVELOPMENTS! Lol. Kidding, but seriously, do you think I'm gonna tell you anything?
Now take a moment and look at the time I put into everyone's little notes. I'm sure you want a little note, too, dontchya? Well, that requires reviewing, and if you don't review you don't get one. HA!
Disclaimer- HARRY POTTER IS MINE! I mean, JK's. Harry potter belongs to JK Rowling. Yes...
CHAPTER FOUR
The Shrieking Shack
The following week on a Monday after dinner, Remus, Sirius, James and Peter made their way out to their favorite tree beside the lake on the vast Hogwarts grounds. When they had settled there, James took a golden snitch out of his pocket, and was just about to entertain a goggly-eyed Peter with some newly obtained Quidditch techniques when Sirius interrupted.
"Oh, really, James, I can't stand it when you fool around with that thing. Kindly desist," he imitated Professor McGonagoll on the last command as he lay back on the grass with his hands behind his head.
James sighed simultaneously with Peter and was about to put the snitch back in his bag when he looked over at Remus, who was smirking from behind his book.
"AHA! But look, Sirius," James nudged his friend and pointed at Remus, the small snitch still fluttering in his fist. "Remus thinks it's funny. He likes the snitch. I don't know why you're such a pussy about Quidditch but you're overruled. I'm gonna play with this thing extra- flamboyantly just to get your girdle." With that, he proceeded to play his favorite game of "let go and catch again" with Peter looking on, ready to wet himself.
"James, I wasn't laughing at you, I was laughing at my book," said Remus finally with a small smile on his intelligent face.
James paused his game and opened his mouth to say something but was apparently lost for words.
"Whatever, James. Do whatever you like, I don't care," Sirius laughed. There was a small pause. "And I'm not a pussy."
For awhile they sat quietly with only the sounds of the light breeze rippling the lake and Peter's whoops of pleasure every time James made a particularly good catch with the snitch breaking the silence. When some time had passed, however, Sirius turned to Remus and said:
"You alright, mate? You're looking a bit peaky."
Remus closed his book and looked over at his friend. "Oh, you know," he paused and looked around nervously. "It's just that it's almost the full moon."
James abruptly stuffed the snitch in his pocket as Sirius sat up and Peter blinked. A moment passed, and then:
"Hey, I almost forgot about that!" Whispered James excitedly.
"Yah, me too," said Peter and Sirius together.
"Well, I do have an idea for what we can do this time. You know, since you all are animagi now and everything," said Remus.
Sirius and his friends stared incredulously at him. Remus Lupin, have an idea for a mischievous deed? He was brilliant, granted, so his notion would undoubtedly be a good one. It was just that Remus never actually took part in thinking up plans to wreak havoc on Hogwarts. He only went along with them. Surprised, curious and grinning, Sirius suddenly felt a surge of affection for his werewolf friend.
"Do you want to hear it, or not?" Remus continued. The other three marauders nodded with open-mouthed consent. "What we would do, then, is first bring out your invisibility cloak, James. After Madam Pomfrey has taken me off to the shrieking shack to transform, you guys hide under the cloak that night and go over to the whomping willow. Make sure you listen carefully to what I'm about to say about what to do once you reach the tree: There is a large knot on one of its roots. When you reach it, press down on it hard, so that it stops the tree whomping. After that, you can transform and climb through the tunnel that will take you directly to the shrieking shack. I'll be waiting in my werewolf form to meet you there. This time, though, since you're animagi, I wont be able to, nor will I want to harm you," There was a pause as a grin spread across Remus's face and his friends stared at him. "Well?" He asked impatiently. "What d'you think?"
Sirius cracked a devious smile. "Brilliant," he said simply.
"I concur," said James.
"Sounds okay to me, but you any have to repeat it once or twice," added Peter.
The boys discussed the details of their plans all the way back up to Gryffindor Tower.
On the first day of the full moon, Sirius could barely contain his excitement. It was the last class of the day: potions. Itching with anticipation, he could tell that he and his friends were all sharing his agony. Though, for James, Peter and himself, that agony was impatience. For Remus, it was probably mingled with intense wishes that it wasn't yet full moon (being a werewolf is quite painful) and excitement about how the evening would go over. They all stirred their potions feverishly, as Sirius looked around the dungeon, uselessly wishing that there were windows below the earth. AT least then he would have some concept of time judging by the level of sun in the sky. He was, in fact, so distracted, that when James reminded him that he had forgotten to add powdered root of asphodel, the warning had come too late. Professor Ruojnoc, the Potions Mistress, swept over to Sirius's cauldron.
"Mr. Black? What do you call that mixture you're stirring?"
Sirius snapped out of his wandering thoughts and almost instantly recovered his wit. "What, this?" Responded Sirius innocently, gesturing toward his pewter cauldron. "I call it you're-the-best-teacher-I've-ever-had-the-priviledge-to-learn-from stew.
"That's clever, but I was thinking more along the lines of unredeemable mess," said the professor plainly with a slight smirk. "I'm going to clear this away, Black, as you've obviously neglected to add the asphodel and your stirring has been slack and in the wrong direction. Clockwise, Mr. Black, always clockwise when making any kind of strengthening solution. Luckily for you, you still have forty-five minutes remaining, and I won't count this disappointing piece of rubbish as long as you can produce and bottle another draft of the solution before your time is up. Get to work now. I know you're smart; you just need to concentrate more. Evanesco," she waved her wand and went to examine Remus's cauldron.
Exasperated, Sirius grumbled and looked around. His hair was falling into his face and he blew up out of the corner of his mouth to clear his vision. He looked blandly for a moment at what his eyes were seeing, standing alone in the back of the room with her cauldron. It was the girl. She was looking right back at him with an unfaltering glare, snickering, eyes ablaze at a vibrant grass-colored green. Sirius stared back warily.
Green? Since when had her eyes been green?
"Sirius Black! I want to see progress on that potion, sir!" Professor Ruojnoc shot from the other end of the dungeon.
"I'll help you, mate," offered James, who had already finished his solution and noticed how distracted his friend was.
For the rest of the class, Sirius decided to go ahead and work as diligently as he could, or at least as diligently as his head, now swimming in thought, would allow.
Late that same night, Sirius, James and Peter sat watching the last Gryffindor, a spindly-legged second year girl, stroll up the stairs to the girl's dormitories. Remus had already been taken out to the willow a few hours before dark. When they all heard the safe click of a doorknob, the three boys crammed under James' s invisibility cloak and crept out of the common room.
Down at the willow, the three boys recited the spell that would change their forms from human to animal:
"Twisting bones and bending back
Give us a power we want not to lack
Hooves and feet with claws and fur,
With strength and with will let the transformation occur"
Three creatures: a rat, a stag, and a great black dog made their way to the knot under the tree and disappeared...
Hours later, a teenage boy, a stag, a rat and a dog climbed out of the tunnel hours later. After they had all transformed into their human selves once more, Sirius made to pick up James's cloak by the tree when he heard a gasp. Standing a little ways away near the edge of the forest, was a girl with whispy blonde hair...
(A/N- there is no spell for obtaining an animagus form, it's just for fun...)