Disclaimer: I'm sure you all know what I am going to say…I OWN HARRY POTTER!!! Lol, yeah right. I don't. "Paint It Black" belongs to The Rolling Stones.
Chapter Twenty-Four
I Look Inside Myself
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colours anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens every day
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facing up when your whole world is black
Two weeks passed since Harry was released from St. Mungo's. Luckily, nobody asked him where he had been, and he didn't have to lie to anyone.
There were a couple of Quidditch matches in which Harry won during the first few weeks, one against Ravenclaw and the other against Slytherin. The Gryffindors had kicked their ass and had them on the floor begging for mercy. Everything was the same as before, except for one thing that kept bugging Harry: The fact that he was an animal.
He looked and acted like a normal eleven-year-old boy (besides the horrible mood swings his lycanthropy forced him to endure), but every time he thought about his lycanthropy, he felt odd. Contaminated, filthy and misplaced. Of course Romulus was a werewolf too, but it still didn't help him. He still felt like the black sheep.
Another thing was that he was scared. The next full moon was in less than two weeks. What was it going to feel like? Was it going to hurt? He was afraid that he would die during his first transformation.
Harry sat behind the hangings of his four-poster bed and thought about this all morning. He was confused, what else could he do?
His thoughts were interrupted by a cacophony of chattering voices resounding from behind the scarlet curtains of his bed.
"Hey! Who took my tie?"
"Do we have Defence today?"
"What the heck is this gooey stuff?"
"It's gel, you idiot!"
"Oh, okay!"
It was obvious that everyone was awake. The hangings surrounding Harry suddenly moved to the side, revealing Romulus. Harry laughed inwardly when he realized that Romulus was trying a new hairstyle. Spikes. Harry tried as hard as possible not to laugh but found that he couldn't contain himself. He burst out in laughter, almost in tears.
"Whoa! Nice hair! Joining the porcupine parade?"
"Ha, ha. Very funny. As a matter of fact, I like it and I'm going to wear it like this more often." (A/N: Don't you wanna slap him?)
"You just wait until the girls see this."
Harry burst into laughter once again, causing Romulus to turn bright red. Romulus pulled out a quill from his pocket and began to tickle Harry with it.
"Stop! Stop Romulus! Please stop!" Harry gasped between laughter and he tried to fight off Romulus.
Romulus pointed at Harry and laughed.
"You're ticklish."
Harry blushed furiously.
"Oh my God you're ticklish!"
Romulus burst into laughter. Harry blushed deeper.
"You better not use it against me, because believe me, I can kill!"
"Okay, okay. Now come on, get ready. We're going to be late for class. We have potions first! Snape is frickin' scary!"
Harry changed into his school robes and spent ten minutes trying to get his hair at least halfway decent. When he was ready, he grabbed his books and he and Romulus met Morticia and they went to their potions class.
Potions wasn't as hard as they expected. It turned out that the Weasley twins had put something in Snape's drink that caused him to lose his voice. He had to write everything he wanted to say on the board. They had made Fever Reducing potions that would later be sent to Madame Pomfrey. Harry's had actually turned out good. Probably because Snape couldn't tell him off for absolutely now reason.
After Potions was History Of Magic. They learned about Grindelwald and his defeat. It was possibly the most boring hour Harry had ever endured in his entire life. Romulus has actually fallen asleep and drooled all over the table…only to be woken up by an extremely angry Binns.
Then there was lunch, which was just like any other lunch; only Neville had an allergic reaction to the white meat.
After lunch was Transfiguration. They were to turn their quills to books and Romulus accidentally turned himself into a book. Harry got to miss class to take him to the Hospital Wing. He got to watch him slowly turn back into a human.
And best of all, at the end of the day was the Quidditch match, the third of that year. It was against Slytherin; they had to win.
"Okay team, we have the best team this year; we have to win. I know we can do it!" said Wood before they had left for the pitch.
The team grabbed their brooms and got into their positions in the air. Madame Hooch let out the balls and the match began.
The whole game went well and Gryffindor was in lead 50 to 10.
Harry flew around the pitch looking for the Snitch. He couldn't find it anywhere. He was flying by Slytherin Chaser Pucey, when he saw it for the first time. He quickly flew foreword as did Terence Higgs, the Slytherin Seeker. They were both racing foreword side by side but the Bludger hit Higgs in the ribs, causing to fall off his broom. Harry plunged foreword and grabbed the Snitch, but as he wrapped his fingers around the struggling object, a Bludger hit him right on the side of the head.
Harry toppled off his broom and fell towards the ground. He hit the ground with a small thud. His whole body was immobile, a slightly pained expression on his face.
"Harry!" Romulus yelled from the stand.
He darted towards Harry. He quickly grabbed the broom Harry had been riding and placed it on the ground. He bent over Harry.
"Don't move him!" Morticia yelled from the stands, "You might cause more damage!"
She began to run over to Harry and Romulus, as was McGonagall. Madame Hooch was sending the rest of the students inside the castle. McGonagall kneeled down at Harry's side.
"Potter?" she asked, "Potter can you hear me?"
Harry did not respond.
"I'm going to get Professor Dumbledore. Stay here with Potter and don't move him. I should be back shortly."
McGonagall ran off toward the castle. Romulus turned to his unconscious best friend. Morticia was crying heavily.
"Hang in there, Harry, it's going to be okay."
He grabbed Harry's hand in his. Morticia buried her head in her hands, continuing to cry. The sound of the grass rustling was heard. Romulus and Morticia turned to see McGonagall and the Headmaster. They skidded to a halt in front of Harry.
"How high up was he?" asked Dumbledore.
"About eighty feet." said McGonagall.
Dumbledore bent down to check Harry's pulse vitals and breathing.
"He's breathing. What happened?"
"He got hit in the head by a Bludger," said Romulus, "Just after he caught the Snitch."
"Oh dear."
Dumbledore pulled out his wand and gave it a swish. A neck brace appeared as well as a stretcher. They all helped place the brace around Harry's neck and lift him on the stretcher. The stretcher slowly lifted off the ground once they were done.
Romulus and Morticia tried to follow as Dumbledore brought Harry into the school, but were stopped by McGonagall. Once Dumbledore reached the Hospital Wing he placed Harry on a bed and explained to Madame Pomfrey what had happened.
"It is quite possible that he has bone injuries, I'll have to check him over for that. He could have some internal bleeding as well," said Madame Pomfrey.
She waved her wand over Harry and a piece of parchment appeared in her hand. She read over the contents and smiled.
"Thank Merlin, no broken bones have been detected."
"I'll go get his friends," said Dumbledore.
Dumbledore left the hospital wing and returned a few minutes later with very sad looking Romulus and Morticia. Morticia went sit by Harry's side, as did Romulus.
"Can you wake him, Professor?" asked Morticia.
"Of course. Poppy?"
Madam Pomfrey waved her wand over Harry's head. Harry's eyes slowly fluttered open. He looked around the room with a confused look on his face.
"Where am I?"
You're in the hospital wing, Harry. You had a little Quidditch accident. Hit by a Bludger, you were."
"Who's Harry? I'm not Harry!"
Romulus, Morticia, Dumbledore and Madame Pomfrey looked at Harry with wide eyes.
"What did you just say?" asked Romulus.
Harry stared at Romulus.
"Who are you?"
Romulus' eyes were in danger of falling from their sockets.
Harry looked over to Morticia.
"And who are you?"
"Harry, what's wrong with you?" she whimpered.
"Would somebody tell me who the hell is Harry?"
Romulus and Morticia looked over to Madame Pomfrey.
"Madame?"
"He must have lost his memory when he got hit," she said.
Morticia burst into tears. Romulus lost his entire colour.
"So he's stuck like that?"
No. When magical children lose their memory to physical head injuries their memory actually leaves the brain. It's probably hidden in the grass at the Quidditch pitch," she added.
Dumbledore looked utterly confused.
"I never knew that."
"Magical?" asked Harry, "What magic? There's magic here?"
Morticia looked like she would have a mental breakdown. Romulus sat on the side of Harry's bed.
"Your name is Harry Potter. I am Romulus Lupin, your best friend," he pointed to Morticia, "This is your other best friend, Morticia Snape."
"Pleased to meet you."
Dumbledore turned to Romulus.
"Please take Harry to you father and explain to him everything that has happened. He'll probably want to help find his memory."
"Yes, Professor."
Romulus and Morticia helped Harry out of bed and led him out of the Hospital Wing. Morticia gave Romulus a desperate look and then turned to look at Harry. He was smiling dumbly and looking around.
"Holy crap! This place is HUGE! Who the hell lives in here, some sort of giant?"
Romulus shook his head. Once they got to Remus's sleeping quarters, Remus greeted them warmly. He directed them into the room and motioned for them to sit down. Romulus and Morticia did as they were told, but Harry just stared at Remus blankly.
"Aren't you going to sit down?" asked Remus.
"Who are you?"
Remus' face fell.
"Excuse me?"
Harry backed away slightly.
"Who are you?"
"Harry, what's wrong?"
Remus turned to the other two.
"What happened to him?"
Romulus and Morticia gave each other a look.
"He got hit in the head by a Bludger. Lost his memory. Madame Pomfrey sent us here to tell you and ask you to help find his memory."
Morticia was looking out the window with a faraway look in her eyes.
"Look at that pretty green thing," she said sadly.
Remus looked at what she was staring.
"That's it!"
"That's what?" asked Romulus.
"That's his memory!"
"I'll get it!"
Romulus bolted from the room. Morticia turned to Remus.
"I hope he gets it."
Remus helped Harry onto the couch and sat next to him.
"Harry, are you sure you don't know who I am?"
Harry shook his head.
"I don't think so. I don't remember you from anywhere."
"I'm Remus Lupin, a friend of yours. Romulus should be here with your memory soon."
As if on cue, Romulus burst into the room with the green orb Morticia has been staring at. Remus took the ball from Romulus and went back over to Harry.
"Now Harry, I'm going to melt this and you're going to have to drink it.
"Will it taste good?"
"Probably not. But it's your memory; it will help you remember all the stuff you forgot. You won't fell so confused when you take it. Okay?"
Harry nodded. Remus placed the ball into a goblet and muttered a spell. On instant the ball turned to a liquid. He handed the goblet to Harry.
"Now drink that."
Harry placed the goblet to his lips and took a sip. A disgusted look appeared on his face as he swallowed. Suddenly Harry began to shake. A scream escaped his lips. He closed his eyes tight. After about twenty seconds he finally opened them again. He looked around the room, a confused look on his face.
"What the hell?"
Remus lifted Harry's chin and looked at him closely.
"Harry, do you know who I am?"
"Of course I do. You're Remus."
Remus sighed with relief. Morticia let out a strangled cry and flung her arms around Harry. She placed her lips against his. Harry showed no sign of surprise to the other two's surprise. Romulus and Remus gasped.
They pulled away and turned to look at Remus and Romulus; both turning a deep shade of red. Remus and Romulus both had their mouths slightly ajar.
"You guys kissed! Oh my God! You guys kissed!" Romulus said loudly, a huge smile on his face.
"No we don't!" said Morticia, "We're just friends!"
"Yeah! Just friends!" added Harry.
"Come on!" said Romulus, "You guys are meant for each other. You guys will end up going out at one point, I know it!"
Harry and Morticia looked at each other and blushed. They looked over to Remus who was staring at them with a mixture of shock and amusement.
"You guys can let go now you know."
Harry and Morticia realized that they were still holding each other. They quickly pulled away.
"Maybe we should leave now," said Harry.
"Yeah," agreed Morticia.
Harry and Morticia ran out of the room. Once in the hallway they gave each other one last look and went in two directions.
Lizette: Thank you. I rewrote this story at least three times. At first the chapters were two to three pages long, and now they're a lot longer. I won't post a chapter unless it's over five pages. I've just finished writing chapter thirty-one. It's twenty-two pages long. It has a lot in it though, but I still can't find a place to cut it. There is one place though, but then it would have one chapter with twenty pages and another with the dreaded two pages. Lol!
Mr. Happy Java Man: Harry is going to live with Sirius once he is freed. It is all explained better in chapter thirty-one, the last chapter where Harry is in his first year. Sirius will be freed in Harry's fifth year, but I'm skipping second to fourth. He should be free and out of Azkaban by chapter thirty-six or thirty-seven. He will be back as a character earlier though. I have to keep Harry a werewolf for an important part of one of the sequels. His kids will be werewolves and it helps the plot. Yes, I took away Harry's green eyes. It's also for part of this story. Harry doesn't tell Sirius when he is freed, so Sirius is left wondering about certain things.
CatClawz: What's wrong with Canada? I used it to be a little more original, lol. I chose for Sirius to go hide in North Carolina, because I'm stupid and don't know many of the places in the States. And Clay Aiken is from there. I was obsessed with him when I wrote those chapters to the stories. I loved the part where James hit Sirius because Harry called him daddy. I was cracking up when I wrote it. I like to enjoy the chapters that I write. If I don't like them, I don't post them.
Sirius Black's #1 Fan: I LOVE Sirius. He's my second favourite character. I have hundreds on fanarts saved on my computer and half of them are of Sirius. Me and my beta like to exchange them when we're on at the same time. I have pictures of Sirius and Remus all over my room as well. Also fanart. I can't believe they made Gary Oldman play him! Whenever I think of Sirius I think of an extremely gorgeous guy. I have this picture I found where someone took four actors and made them the Marauders. Johnny Depp was Sirius! Yay! I don't think of Johnny Depp when I think of Sirius, but he's better than Gary Oldman. I was okay wit the guy who played Remus, but he as well is not what I think of the character.
Cat Riddle: I LOVE SIRIUS! (Screeches like a fangirl). OMIGOD, it's him! (Runs after Sirius) Sirius wait! (Grabs Sirius). Gotcha! I got Sirius! Muhahaha…I already own Remus and Snapie. They are my daddies. I am half werewolf and half vampire!
foxyie xox: Yay! Mel you reviewed! No, Harry will not be wearing coloured contacts to make his eyes green. His amber eyes will be an important part of when Sirius comes back. Sirius has to find out, doesn't he? Lol, I know you're thinking "but Remus is a werewolf, why will Harry not tell Sirius?" You'll see!
tayk: When you said "update, or I push you off the mortal coil. Get it? Got it? Doubt it" did you mean that you doubted that I would update? Lol, if you did here it is! Yay! I got this really evil flame for another story that scared the heck out of me.
FroBoy: Sirius should be back with Harry in chapter 37, but he will return to the story in chapter 33. I want a lot to happen while he's in Azkaban to make the rest of the story after he's back interesting. Like for example, Harry being a werewolf. That's very important after Sirius returns and in the second sequel to this story (there will be two sequels). Glad you liked the chapter.
Sexy Black: (Gasp) You're the one! The one! The one who sends me the retarded feedback! AHHHHHH! Lol, Britt, had to do that. YOU CALLED ME ANGIE!
HOBOrules: I'm not going to be removing it anymore. I wanted to take this story off because it wasn't doing very well. "No One Comes Near" isn't the name of the song, it's "Eleanor Rigby". I don't like the song very much, I'm more into their later music and the stuff influenced on LSD. That song was on an LSD album, but Paul wrote it and he wasn't addicted like John and George were. And Ringo didn't write songs when LSD was famous.