Hi, sorry I've taken a while to update ... I have been sick for almost a
week, therefore I couldn't go on the computer AND I had extra homework!
Anyway, enough complaining. Here's the next chapter!
SAVE THE REMMIE! heheheh.... ^_^;;
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Sirius wandered down a corridor. He was beginning to wonder where Remus was ... surely a walk with Ryanne wouldn't take quite this long.
Unless they're weren't just going for a walk. There could be multiple other things they could be doing, most of which Sirius did not want to think about for many reasons. But Remus could also be in danger, of course.
Sirius shook his head. What could possibly happen to Remus while he was inside the castle? For he'd informed Sirius and James that he wasn't leaving it.
All the same ... Sirius was worried. He increased his pace down the corridor without knowing why. He looked down and realised that he'd reached the marble staircase leading into the Entrance Hall. His feet carried him down them, and across the empty, cavernous Hall. Sirius hesitated at the entrance to the dungeons, not sure why he would want to go down there. But he had a feeling that he should ... he couldn't explain why.
***
Ryanne pulled me into the dimly lit room full of cloaked, muttering figures. Their covered faces all turned towards me as I walked uncertainly into their midst. Ryanne gave me what she must have thought was an encouraging smile. It looked more like a smirk to me.
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'A new one?' A voice issued from beneath one of the hoods. Ryanne nodded. 'Voluntarily?' The voice asked.
'Mostly,' Ryanne replied a trace of a grin on her face. Remus frowned slightly at her.
'Who are they?' He inquired as quietly as possible.
'They are my best friends, my family, my comrades,' she replied. 'There is a small group – here – that is loyal to a great power. A power greater, even, than Albus Dumbledore.'
Remus shifted nervously. This did not sound good to him ... it sounded like some sort of cult, perhaps ... and what 'great power' was this, anyway? It couldn't be ...
'Listen, Ryanne, I think I'd better ... go ... back to ...' His suggestion of heading back to the common room faded into nothing as Ryanne fixed him with the most penetrating stare he had ever seen.
'Now that you've agreed to come here – '
'I didn't agree to! You just – '
Ryanne went on as if Remus had not interrupted her. 'Now you've agreed to come here, you have to stay for one teeny little thing.'
'And that would be?' Remus asked cautiously.
'Oh, just a little mark to remind you that you belong to us now,' Ryanne replied lightly. Remus took a step backwards.
'No, really, I think I'll leave now ... I'm tired ... hungry ... have homework ... ' His pleas fell on deaf ears, however. Ryanne took him by the arm and pulled him over to a corner of the room, where a particularly heavily cloaked figure sat holding a wand. Remus tried to pull away, without success.
The figure raised the wand and whispered something under his breath. The wand-tip turned a bright, vicious, burning red. Smoke furled from it. Remus cried out and tried to tear free from Ryanne as the unknown figure pushed up Remus's sleeve. Ryanne wrapped an arm around Remus's neck, not so tightly that he was unable to breathe but tightly enough so that he couldn't move. The burning wand-tip moved closer to the inside of his arm ... closer ... he could feel the heat from it ...
'LET HIM GO!!'
Remus jumped at the sound of Sirius's voice echoing through the dungeon room. So did Ryanne. Her grip on Remus's neck loosened, and he ducked free and bolted across the dungeon to Sirius. Sirius pulled Remus close to him. Remus looked up and saw that Sirius was pointing his wand at the group of cloaked people.
'If you ever come near my best friend again, I swear I'll do more than just yell at you!' He roared at Ryanne while dragging Remus out of the dungeon. When they'd made it back up to the entrance hall, Sirius held Remus at an arm's length.
'Are you okay?' Sirius put his hand on one side of Remus's face. He lifted the other hand and stroked Remus's hair. Sirius felt the slight pressure on his palm of Remus leaning into Sirius's touch. Remus nodded shakily.
'I'm okay.'
'You sure don't look okay ... you're white as a sheet,' Sirius commented in concerned tones.
'I'm okay, Padfoot, really,' Remus replied, his voice stronger. Sirius let his hands fall to his sides, slightly embarrassed at what he had been doing. Remus gave him a small smile.
'Did they hurt you?' Sirius asked, lifiting Remus's arm and pulling back the sleeve of his robes anxiously. Again, Remus shook his head.
'I'm all right, stop worrying!' Remus said, smiling.
'Okay ... just ... don't do that again, okay? Those were probably Voldemort-supporters, you know ... '
'Ah, I thought so. Lucky you saved me, or I might have become one of them ... ' Remus shuddered. Sirius pulled him into a one-armed hug.
'Please don't do anything like that again. You deserve so much more, don't go ruining all that goodness inside you for a pretty face, okay?' Sirius said, pushing a bit of light-brown hair out of Remus's face.
'Okay,' Remus replied, in barely more than a whisper. 'I won't ... I promise.'
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Spare your heart, save your soul
Don't drag your love across the coals
Release ...
Relax ...
Let go
And hey, now, let's recover your soul
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Yeah, yeah, I know, short chapter. So sorry. I hope you liked it, still ... please review!! And the plot shall go on and become better! (I hope. I hope I don't suck and start ruining this story ... )
I love the song that I used!! I highly recommend it, it's a really nice song.
SAVE THE REMMIE! heheheh.... ^_^;;
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Sirius wandered down a corridor. He was beginning to wonder where Remus was ... surely a walk with Ryanne wouldn't take quite this long.
Unless they're weren't just going for a walk. There could be multiple other things they could be doing, most of which Sirius did not want to think about for many reasons. But Remus could also be in danger, of course.
Sirius shook his head. What could possibly happen to Remus while he was inside the castle? For he'd informed Sirius and James that he wasn't leaving it.
All the same ... Sirius was worried. He increased his pace down the corridor without knowing why. He looked down and realised that he'd reached the marble staircase leading into the Entrance Hall. His feet carried him down them, and across the empty, cavernous Hall. Sirius hesitated at the entrance to the dungeons, not sure why he would want to go down there. But he had a feeling that he should ... he couldn't explain why.
***
Ryanne pulled me into the dimly lit room full of cloaked, muttering figures. Their covered faces all turned towards me as I walked uncertainly into their midst. Ryanne gave me what she must have thought was an encouraging smile. It looked more like a smirk to me.
***
~~~~~
'A new one?' A voice issued from beneath one of the hoods. Ryanne nodded. 'Voluntarily?' The voice asked.
'Mostly,' Ryanne replied a trace of a grin on her face. Remus frowned slightly at her.
'Who are they?' He inquired as quietly as possible.
'They are my best friends, my family, my comrades,' she replied. 'There is a small group – here – that is loyal to a great power. A power greater, even, than Albus Dumbledore.'
Remus shifted nervously. This did not sound good to him ... it sounded like some sort of cult, perhaps ... and what 'great power' was this, anyway? It couldn't be ...
'Listen, Ryanne, I think I'd better ... go ... back to ...' His suggestion of heading back to the common room faded into nothing as Ryanne fixed him with the most penetrating stare he had ever seen.
'Now that you've agreed to come here – '
'I didn't agree to! You just – '
Ryanne went on as if Remus had not interrupted her. 'Now you've agreed to come here, you have to stay for one teeny little thing.'
'And that would be?' Remus asked cautiously.
'Oh, just a little mark to remind you that you belong to us now,' Ryanne replied lightly. Remus took a step backwards.
'No, really, I think I'll leave now ... I'm tired ... hungry ... have homework ... ' His pleas fell on deaf ears, however. Ryanne took him by the arm and pulled him over to a corner of the room, where a particularly heavily cloaked figure sat holding a wand. Remus tried to pull away, without success.
The figure raised the wand and whispered something under his breath. The wand-tip turned a bright, vicious, burning red. Smoke furled from it. Remus cried out and tried to tear free from Ryanne as the unknown figure pushed up Remus's sleeve. Ryanne wrapped an arm around Remus's neck, not so tightly that he was unable to breathe but tightly enough so that he couldn't move. The burning wand-tip moved closer to the inside of his arm ... closer ... he could feel the heat from it ...
'LET HIM GO!!'
Remus jumped at the sound of Sirius's voice echoing through the dungeon room. So did Ryanne. Her grip on Remus's neck loosened, and he ducked free and bolted across the dungeon to Sirius. Sirius pulled Remus close to him. Remus looked up and saw that Sirius was pointing his wand at the group of cloaked people.
'If you ever come near my best friend again, I swear I'll do more than just yell at you!' He roared at Ryanne while dragging Remus out of the dungeon. When they'd made it back up to the entrance hall, Sirius held Remus at an arm's length.
'Are you okay?' Sirius put his hand on one side of Remus's face. He lifted the other hand and stroked Remus's hair. Sirius felt the slight pressure on his palm of Remus leaning into Sirius's touch. Remus nodded shakily.
'I'm okay.'
'You sure don't look okay ... you're white as a sheet,' Sirius commented in concerned tones.
'I'm okay, Padfoot, really,' Remus replied, his voice stronger. Sirius let his hands fall to his sides, slightly embarrassed at what he had been doing. Remus gave him a small smile.
'Did they hurt you?' Sirius asked, lifiting Remus's arm and pulling back the sleeve of his robes anxiously. Again, Remus shook his head.
'I'm all right, stop worrying!' Remus said, smiling.
'Okay ... just ... don't do that again, okay? Those were probably Voldemort-supporters, you know ... '
'Ah, I thought so. Lucky you saved me, or I might have become one of them ... ' Remus shuddered. Sirius pulled him into a one-armed hug.
'Please don't do anything like that again. You deserve so much more, don't go ruining all that goodness inside you for a pretty face, okay?' Sirius said, pushing a bit of light-brown hair out of Remus's face.
'Okay,' Remus replied, in barely more than a whisper. 'I won't ... I promise.'
*^*^*^*^*^*
Spare your heart, save your soul
Don't drag your love across the coals
Release ...
Relax ...
Let go
And hey, now, let's recover your soul
*^*^*^*^*^*
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Yeah, yeah, I know, short chapter. So sorry. I hope you liked it, still ... please review!! And the plot shall go on and become better! (I hope. I hope I don't suck and start ruining this story ... )
I love the song that I used!! I highly recommend it, it's a really nice song.