Author's Note: My computer is fanially back up and working! I am so happy! My keybord is however stuck on French mode and it is pissing the hell out of me! The song "Hurricane" belongs to Bob Dylan.

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Gains And Losses

Chapter Twenty Six

Hurricane

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Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall.
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood,
Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!"
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see
And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously.
"I didn't do it," he says, and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand.
I saw them leavin'," he says, and he stops
"One of us had better call up the cops."
And so Patty calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'
In the hot New Jersey night.
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around.
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that.
In Paterson that's just the way things go.
If you're black you might as well not show up on the street
'Less you wanna draw the heat.

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Harry's eye flicked open and he began to look around the room. He was in a white room without any windows, and no furniture or decorations. The only other thing in the room was another bed, with a body curled up under the covers. Where was he and what had happened? He couldn't remember anything from the night before.

Suddenly, he remembered. The transformation and everything that had happened yesterday came back to his memory. This must be the room where he would be recovering with Romulus.

The transformation must have been horrible, he thought. His whole body ached, he felt like he had been sliced open in various places, and he was horribly tired. How bad could the transformation have been? Romulus never told him that it would be that bad.

He pulled the bed sheet away from him, using all of his strength. It hurt so bad, and even more when he gasped at what he saw. His whole body was covered with bandages, most of them slightly bloodstained. It hurt so badly! He quicly covered himself up, himself being queasy around blood.

He lay there for another few minutes. It was so boring; especially in a plain white room. He wanted to grab a book or magazine off the bedside table, but he knew that he wouldn't have the strength to hold it up.

"Romulus! Romulus, wake up!" he whispered hoarsly, hoping to wake up his friend.

Romulus stirred but he did not wake.

"Come on Romulus, wake up!"

Romulus opened his eyes. He blinked slightly before looking over to Harry.

"Hey Harry," he muttered lowly, "How are you feeling?"

"Horrible."

"Aw, come on, it can't be that bad."

Romulus pulled back is own covers, and got out of his bed. To Harry's surprise he didn't have any bandages. Why haden't Romulus gotten hurt like he had?

"Well, I'm not to bad. How about you, Harry?"

"I can't pull back my covers."

"That bad?"

Harry nodded slightly.

Romulus gave Harry a sympathetic look, before walking over to his bed. He pulled back Harry's covers, gasping as he saw the damage. Harry thought he would cry.

"Romulus..."

"Shit, this is all my fault!"

Romulus burst into tears and pulled Harry into an extremely tight hug. Harry let out a loud, strained yell of pain. Romulus pulled away immediately.

"Oh God, did I hurt you?"

"Romulus, it's okay!"

"I'm so sorry! Crap, I must have hurt you!"

"Romie, I'm fine!"

"How could you be so calm?! You're extremely ill, and it's obviously hurting you! You should be mad at me; this is all my fault!"

"It's not your fault Romulus! It's-"

"It is so my fault! I was the one who bit you!"

"You couldn't help yourself! There was no way that you could have kept yourself from bitting me! It was the werewolf's fault, not you! Can't you get that through your head?!"

"But-"

Harry took a deep breath, his eyes closed.

"If you want me to be happy, then stop blaming this all on yourself. It really isn't going to help any of us if you continue pitying me and saying that everything is your fault!"

Romulus hung his head for a moment. He then looked up at Harry and smiled on the side of his mouth.

"Okay, I guess I you're right."

"I am right!" he said seriously.

Romulus nodded and then sat on the corner of Harry's bed. Suddenly the door flew open and Remus ran in and looked around. (A/N: Remus is in better shape because if the Wolfsbane.)

"Who screamed?" he asked.

"Harry did," Romulus said, "Transformation troubles."

"How bad could it have been?"

Harry immediately realized that Remus hadn't seen the damage yet. He didn't want him to see it. His first instinct was to grab the covers before Remus could pull them down, but he was too late. Remus had already yanked them down to his knees.

"Oh shit!" Remus gasped.

He gently fingered the bandages, being careful not to hurt Harry.

"How could the transformation have been this bad? My transformations have never been like this and neither have any of yours."

"Could it be because he's older?" Romulus guessed, "Our first transformations wre when we were of a young age, so there wasn't as much strength to hurt ourselves. Harry is older, so he is stronger than we were, so without learning control, the damage is worse. We learned to control ourselves better before we became old enough to hurt ourselves."

"That could be the reason. I will look it up later in one of my books."

Harry stared at them wordlessly. Remus and Romulus weren't physically harmed, but they looked like they hadn't slep in weeks. They had bags under their eyes and were deathly pale.

"I think you guys should rest," Harry suggested, "You both look like crap."

"You think we look bad?" Romulus asked, "You should see yourself."

Harry knew that he must look horrible. He felt like it, didn't he? He really didn't want to look into the mirror, in fear of what he might see. Probably a mummy would be what he looked like.

"I'm going to go back to my quarters," said Remus after looking at his watch, "I'm dreafully tired and I need to get my lessons ready for tomorrow. I'll be seeing you later."

Remus then left the room and returned to his quarters.

"I'm going to get some sleep as well," added Romulus.

Romulus returned to his bed, falling asleep as soon as his head hit the pillows, leaving Harry alone. Harry soon drifted off as well, not knowing what would be happening later that day.

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Harry and Romulus were both waiting silently in their room, a few hours later. Morticia would be there soon. Harry was feeling much better; he could actually sit up and he didn't feel so bruised and tired.

Suddenly the door burst open and Morticia walked into the room. Harry oddly felt comforted by her arrival; it was like the sun had just came out. Morticia gave Romulus a quick hug and then did the same for Harry, only slightly longer and with a slight peck to the cheek.

She ran her fingers through Harry's hair and smiled.

"You look awesome without your glasses."

That was the first time that Harry realized that he wasn't wearing his glasses. He thought that he'd been wearing them the whole time. He was so happy; he had never trully enjoyed wearing his glasses.

Suddenly Morticia did something that Harry never expected. She kissed him...again! She quicly pulled away and blushed.

"I'm sorry... I-I shouldn't have."

"Nah, it's okay. I don't mind. It was an accident."

Harry smiled as Morticia blushed again. A loud snort interupted them. They turned around to find Romulus laughing and pointing at them.

"You guys fancy each other! I knew it!"

Harry and Morticia both blushed furiously, bright red, and looked at each other through the corner of their eyes. Romulus noticed and took it as another sign that they were in love.

"You guys are in love! You guys are in love! Kissy, kissy!"

"Shut up!" yelled Harry.

Morticia suddenly stood up.

"Um... I think I better leave."

She winked at Harry before walking out the door.

"Romulus you're so embarrassing!" Harry complained once Morticia was out of sight.

"But you guys obviously fancy each other. Ha! My best friend is in love!" (Romulus may act gay, but he isn't)

Harry didn't respond. The two boys were quiet until an interesting subject came into focus.

"Harry, do you miss Sirius?"

Harry was taken aback from the surprising and random question. Nobody had ever sked him that before. He didn't really know what to say, it was too hard to answer.

"Yeah, I do. I would do anything to be with him right now. I miss him so much, I really do." Harry whispered quietly.

"I do as well, even though I wasn't very close to him. You were though, you meant everything to him."

"I wish he was never sent to Azkaban; it's not fair. He never commited those crimes and never would. He's the nicest person."

"I hate Fudge."

"Me too. I wish I was with Sirius right now. Just me and him alone in his room. I loved it when he used to hold me and read me stories until I fell asleep. He was always so great to me."

"At least you have your Canadian family. If you didn't have them you would be in an orphanage."

"Sure, they love me and I love them, but they can never replace Sirius. Sirius is too special."

Harry's voice was begining to crack, his eyes tearing.

"You really miss him don't you?"

"I do, I really do. I need him so badly right now."

Harry suddenly burst into tears. He burried his head in his arms and cried. Romulus immediately ran over to him and pulled him into a brotherly hug. He hated it when Harry cried. He was so used to Harry being really strong and brave and wasn't used to him crying.

"Don't worry Harry, he'll get out of there someday. I just know it. Then you can become a family again."

"But I want it now!"

Harry burried his head into Romulus's shoulder, and Romulus kept his arms around him as he wept. He never expected Harry to be so sensitive about this; he though that he would be strong enough to talk about it by now.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought it up."

"It's okay, I had to get it out someday, why not now?"

"Yeah, I guess."

Harry pulled away and wiped his eyes. He was really glad that he had gotten that out, he had really needed it.

"You're a great friend Romulus. Thanks for helping me. You know, you'd make a great therapist," Harry laughed.

Romulus snorted.

"Oh yeah, that's just what I want to do. Deranged and disturbed people with problems coming to me for help. Anyway, that's what friends are for. Thank gods you're not deranged."

"You're the best friend in the world."

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Four months later, the ghettos are in flame,
Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame.
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
"Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white."
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, "I'm really not sure."
Cops said, "A poor boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello
Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow.
You'll be doin' society a favor.
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver.
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He ain't no Gentleman Jim."
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that much.
It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail.
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.
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Disclaimer: I just love Bob Dylan. He's so cool. I hope you liked the chapter and I'm so sorry for the long update. I just don't enjoy this story as much as my others.

Silent-Eyes-of-the-Night: Omg, did you spend like hours reading the chapters and writing reviews. It would take me an hour to write the reviews alone, lol. Once again, you were voted 'Most Awesome Review'. It's so fun to read your reviews, but it takes forever to respond. Lol. I'M LISTENING TO QUEEN!!! Lol, Queen rocks. And the song is for John Lennon...whom I love even more!!! Yeah, they really did ruin Sirius and Remus in the movie. They were supposed to be hot! Especially Sirius! But I like Remus better, lol. Did you actually fall asleep at the computer? I've never done that before. But I have...fallen asleep in French, fallen asleep in religion and drooled on my arm, falled asleep in the library, fallen asleep in the bus, fallen asleep on my cat, falled asleep at a restaurant (not good) and falled asleep in my bed, of course. I love the song "Eleanor Rigby", the Beatles are my favourite band. And the band that sings "Who Are You" (The Who) is my second. Nobody knows who The Who is anymore!!!! Omg, how can you forget someone as hot as Roger Daltrey?!?!?!?! Limp Bizkit ruined "Behind Blue Eyes", their version is so ugly. I've never been to Texas. I live in Montreal, Canada.

crazy-tc: They wouldn't let me put an underscore in your name. The site is EVIL! Here, here, here is some more, more, more of my story! Lol, I know, I'm wierd. I got a new Led Zeppelin T-shirt. YAY! :)

Someone: Each chapter is usually a different day. It's basically one of those kinds of stories. It's more attached after the 30th chapter. And the sequels planned has like three chapters that can happen in one day, so it's even more attached.

AC TORPEY: I'm glad that you liked it! This was supposed to be the most important story to my pen name, with more sequels and stuff, but it didn't do as well as my others, so I made "Losing Myself" my signature story instead and I planned five stories to go along with it.

ThE AvErAgE AnGeL: Hee hee! It's so fun to type your pen name! I'm really happy that you enjoyed it. My computer is evil.

HOBOrules: (Sarcastically) Wouldn't you love to be attacked by a werewolf. Lol...no! I'd die! So Katie, how are you? Is your sister still all happy from her acting thing? I hope that Tom will get well and no longer have to suffer the pain. And... I got your letter! Yay! I had the Let It Be Naked CD, but not the Fly On The Wall thing. My friend left the album part at my house and so I kept it. :) I'm evil, I know. I read this thing in French about a guy named Baptiste... what kind of druggie would name their child that. He's get made fun of at school!

foxyie xox: Hey Melissa! You remember this from my binder. I had you read the last chapter last year at school and then you took the book away from me and read the whole thing. I remember that I didn't want you to read the rest and you wouldn't give me back my book. We were playing tug-of-war with my poor purple binder...which I have with me right now. :)

CatClawz: I love to torture Harry! Aren't my cliffies NICE? Hahaha, I guess not. I love leaving cliffies but I hate it when people leave them on stories I am reading. Cha-cha-cha! Have fun hugging Seewee!

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lyss33: I'm glad you liked the chapter. Butterbeer and Pumpkin Pasties to you!

Sexy Black: No war! War is bad! Unless...hahaha, you're Hitler Brittany! Lol, joking. HITLER SUCKS SHIT! That's why I don't believe in culture or religion, because it causes too much war.

Titanic-HarryPotter-lvr-2: Woo hoo! I'm original! Yay! (Does little dance). Pumpkin juice and Chocolate Frogs to you!

FroBoy: Harry will be a-okay. Thank you for writting "okay" instead of "OK". The latter annoys me.

Wytil: I have been trying my best to develop the characters. I started this story when I was twelve and I was a really bad writer then, and now that I'm posting it, it's hard to change it around and add in what it's missing. You learn about Romulus as the story goes on and you will learn more about Morticia and her family hatting her and stuff.

Sarahlouhardy: I wanted my story to have alot of fun in it, along with some sad stuff and romance instead of making it all sad or all one genre like alot of stories. The romance will start later.

blink gurl017: Me and the truck driver are doing great. I knew that James was a Chaser, but I wanted him to be a Seeker for this story so that Harry could be a little more proud of himself. I try not to mention Ginny's really name in stories. Ginevra is a hideous name.

Sirius Black's #1 Fan: I think of Sirius as hotter, younger, cooler and alot less angry than he is in the movie. And tatoos, that's just ewie! His teeth made me cringe, even though he had just gotten out of Azkaban and probably hadn't brushed his teeth for twelve years.

ciberloco: Yes, Sirius will be there later on in the story. He will also be in the two sequels I planned, if I get to writting them. He will be skocked at first when he finds out that Harry is a werewolf and then he will help him with it. He will not get mad at Romulus.