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Birdie: this AN was even shorter than the last one...
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Chapter five: That Croaks The Fatal Entrance
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Harry wanted to scream.
He wanted to call out and demand answers.
He wanted to throw his arms around Lupin and beg him to take them away from the mad house.
He at least wanted to call out his name in blunt shock, and would've done if Hermione hadn't slapped a hand around both his and Ron's mouth.
"Don't make a sound!" She hissed. Ron threw her a 'what the hell is going on /now/' look, but Harry by now knew that when Hermione used that tone of voice, it was time to shut up and do what she said.
The Lupin look-a-like suddenly stopped his embrace of the twins. He seemed to have noticed Harry, Ron, and Hermione. At first he adopted a look of confusion, but it quickly changed to disgust and utter loathing when he noticed the symbol on their robes.
Hogwarts.
The world of drunkard gangs who spent their time skipping their uneducated professors' classes and either having sex in the astronomy room, or mugging old women in Hogsmeade. The bane of his existance.
And three of its students were standing in front of his face. In his house.
This would have to be remedied.
"What the hell? Who in the name of Fenris are they?" He yelled
The older man narrowed his eyes "Hogwarts," He said shortly "Hmph! Another excuse to send people to Azkaban,"
Harry stared wide-eyed and open-mouthed. In his time at Hogwarts he had heard all too many people insult and criticize Dumbledore, one of the other teachers, or how the school was run, but never the school itself. Even Lucius Malfoy and his cronies didn't want the school to stop. Kill Dumbledore and make Voldemort the new headmaster maybe, but not close the school.
Tatiana rolled her eyes, Harry noticed that she did that a lot around her family.
"They are from Hogwarts, Papa," She explained "They were accidently sent here by a spell gone wrong-"
"Well get rid of them!" He ordered angrily. Harry frowned, just what exactly was this guys problem?
"It's o.k. Papa," Soothed Tatiana, "There are going to be people coming to take them away within the hour,"
"Can we put them in another room til then?" The man asked exasperatedly.
Anastasia gave a small gasp "Romulus!" She chastised "What is wrong with you?"
The old man answered for him "Those three delinquents are from Hogwarts: School of drugs, sex, and vandalism!"
This time it was Paloma who tried to reason, "I thought you went to Hogwarts Jonathan," She said drily
"And it was the worst seven years of my life!" Exclaimed the old geeser. Romulus nodded in agreement.
Harry and Ron gave each other the all too well used 'what the hell goes on in these peoples' heads' look. Hermione luckily seemed to be keeping herself under control. Harry found it hard to comprehend that anyone could. These people were really strange, who could hate Hogwarts that much? Was it another family tradition? (He wouldn't have put it past them)
The Lupin look-alike, Romulus (Here, Harry felt like he should have figured something out, something that Hermione had no doubt) leered at Harry with a look he thought was possible coming from Snape. Harry tried to avoid the mans gaze. It was then Harry noticed the most subtle difference between this guy, and professor Lupin. His hair wasn't at all grey, he had a darker complexion, and less lines on his face. He also had something of a heavier build, making him look a lot stronger. Harry imagined that this was what Lupin would have looked like if he hadn't been a werewolf.
Romulus took a step closer to him, analysing every inch of Harry's being.
"I don't like this one," He said at length "He seems... familiar... and not in a good way," His eyes, if possible, narrowed even further.
Harry got a nasty feeling in the pit of his stomach. He really didn't like this guy.
"Yeeees..." Agreed the old man "He looks like that boy who..." He threw a look at Romulus, who shook his head.
"No, it couldn't be, he would have to be about thirty-six years old by now,"
Harry frowned, was it possible this lunatic had known his father?
"Whatever," Said the old man, apparently dissmissing the situation "Take them somewhere else Tatiana, and then we need to have a talk about who you let into this house,"
Tatiana closed her eyes and inhaled sharply, this obviously meant another lecture. She hated lectures. She would have to take them to the most remote part of the house she knew, in order to spare the lecture for as long as possible. She knew just where to go.
Harry took one last look at Romulus before leaving, and noticed another subtle difference between him and Remus Lupin.
Remus Lupin had warm amber eyes, slightly pale, but gentle.
This man's eyes were brown, and cold.
Like dried blood.
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"You can stay in here until your friends come, Harry," Tatiana said, pointing them in to a library-like room.
"Thanks..." Said Harry uncertainly "Um.. Tatiana, about your father..."
"Don't... ask," said Tatiana with a laugh "He's weird, and only he and grandfather know why!" She turned around and left to face her fate.
Harry and Ron instantly turned to Hermione and unanimously asked:
"What is it this time 'Mione"
Hermione stared at them as if they had no brain whatsoever.
"Who is that guy?" Asked Ron urgently "Is he using polyjuice potion? That's not really Lupin is it?"
Hermione looked as if she was experiencing some sort of overload.
"What was that guys issue? Do you think he knows Lupin? He seemed to recognise-"
"You really are thick as bricks aren't you?" She snapped angrily, this had obviously been a trying time for her.
"Well it's not every day-"
"Twins!" She bellowed "They're twins you idiots, twins!"
"Who are?"
"Remus and whoever this guy is!"
Harry gasped, why hadn't he thought of that before? It seemed so obvious now...
"Don't you two know ANYTHING?" She screeched "I thought at least you might get it Harry, didn't you do the ancient Romans when you were in muggle primary school? And Ron, you live with twins-"
Harry frowned "The Romans?"
"Romulus and Remus, twin founders of Rome, grandsons of the god Mars and-"
"O.k.!" yelled Ron "So Lupin has an evil twin who doesn't like werewolves too much, but...why? I mean, I think I could learn to deal with the whole werewolf thing if my own brother was one-"
"Did it ever cross your mind that that's the reason he doesn't like werewolves?"
"Oh. Oh yeah..."
"Honestly..."
Harry frowned, the old feelings of agonising confusion and curiosity eating away at him. What had happened between Lupin and his brother? He could feel that it was going to be another one of those days. Strange though, this didn't usually happen until the /end/ of the school year, they hadn't even had their first quidditch match yet!
For a fleeting second, Harry wondered how the match had turned out. Had they cancelled?
He turned his thoughts back to the matter at hand. Soon he was going to learn some horrible truth about Lupin's past, and then he'd probably get nearly killed and wake up in hospital wing a week later with Lupin dead and Sirius as an emotional wreck.
"Harry, is that a... /Pensieve/?" Asked Hermione tentively.
Harry broke out of his thoughts and folloed Hermione's gaze to a ... wait.
Was /that/ a pensieve?
It looked like one...
But Snape and Dumbledore's had surely not been so big! This one had to be able to fit four people's heads at a time!
"Um... I think so... I don't know, it looks about four times as big as Snape and Dumbledore's-"
"I know what that is!!!" Said Ron suddenly. Hermione looked pleased, but slightly put out that Ron knew something she didn't. "It's a 'Pensive ~deluxe~!"
"A what?"
"Of COURSE!" Said Hermione instantly "I can't /believe/ I didn't see that before, how could I be so stupid!"
Harry rolled his eyes, Ron folded his arms and looked annnoyed that he wouldn't be explaining anything to Hermione.
"O.k. Hermione," Breathed Harry exasperatedly "Pretend I have no idea what you're talking about, what is that thing?"
"Well," Said Hermione (Harry could just tell she was about to launch into a huge lecture) "I was reading the updates in magic technology, and by combining the properties of a normal pensieve and a time turner, the mages have been-"
"Mages?"
"They make up spells. Anyway, they've been able to create a pensieve that allows more than one person at a time to view the owner's memories, very very very expensive, but it also creates a square mile bubble, in which the viewers can look around to their content,"
"Bubble?"
"It means that the viewers aren't restricted to following the owner around in their own memories. It means that if you got bored watching this guy, you could go follow someone else as long as they're within a square mile"
Harry widened his eyes, and glanced at the silver basin.
This was too perfect.
So many questions, and the answer was right in front of them. He smirked,
"What are we waiting for then?"
Ron and Hermione exchanged glances and smiled mischeiviously. It was time for another trip in to the past.
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Yeah, when I said I'd update this week, I didn't say WHEN in this week. So sorry I'm two days late!
This Parrot has ceased to be: Yay! I love it when you review! Hope you enjoyed this chapter, watch out for the next one! (Yeah, I know I'm awkward... But I like it!)
TokyoTeen13: Woo Hoo! I was wondering what happened to you! Don't worry, there will be plenty more attempts on Lupin's life! Mwa ha ha ha ha ha! (I'm not really that interesting... am I?)
Nicole -Digedestined of Worth: Hello! Thank you for the review! Please enjoy!
See you guys later! Oh, and in the next chapter, I will be using all those scenes that are used over and over again in MWPP fanfiction (The meeting, the sorting, the first class etc...) Please R+R!^_^
Birdie: this AN was even shorter than the last one...
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Chapter five: That Croaks The Fatal Entrance
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Harry wanted to scream.
He wanted to call out and demand answers.
He wanted to throw his arms around Lupin and beg him to take them away from the mad house.
He at least wanted to call out his name in blunt shock, and would've done if Hermione hadn't slapped a hand around both his and Ron's mouth.
"Don't make a sound!" She hissed. Ron threw her a 'what the hell is going on /now/' look, but Harry by now knew that when Hermione used that tone of voice, it was time to shut up and do what she said.
The Lupin look-a-like suddenly stopped his embrace of the twins. He seemed to have noticed Harry, Ron, and Hermione. At first he adopted a look of confusion, but it quickly changed to disgust and utter loathing when he noticed the symbol on their robes.
Hogwarts.
The world of drunkard gangs who spent their time skipping their uneducated professors' classes and either having sex in the astronomy room, or mugging old women in Hogsmeade. The bane of his existance.
And three of its students were standing in front of his face. In his house.
This would have to be remedied.
"What the hell? Who in the name of Fenris are they?" He yelled
The older man narrowed his eyes "Hogwarts," He said shortly "Hmph! Another excuse to send people to Azkaban,"
Harry stared wide-eyed and open-mouthed. In his time at Hogwarts he had heard all too many people insult and criticize Dumbledore, one of the other teachers, or how the school was run, but never the school itself. Even Lucius Malfoy and his cronies didn't want the school to stop. Kill Dumbledore and make Voldemort the new headmaster maybe, but not close the school.
Tatiana rolled her eyes, Harry noticed that she did that a lot around her family.
"They are from Hogwarts, Papa," She explained "They were accidently sent here by a spell gone wrong-"
"Well get rid of them!" He ordered angrily. Harry frowned, just what exactly was this guys problem?
"It's o.k. Papa," Soothed Tatiana, "There are going to be people coming to take them away within the hour,"
"Can we put them in another room til then?" The man asked exasperatedly.
Anastasia gave a small gasp "Romulus!" She chastised "What is wrong with you?"
The old man answered for him "Those three delinquents are from Hogwarts: School of drugs, sex, and vandalism!"
This time it was Paloma who tried to reason, "I thought you went to Hogwarts Jonathan," She said drily
"And it was the worst seven years of my life!" Exclaimed the old geeser. Romulus nodded in agreement.
Harry and Ron gave each other the all too well used 'what the hell goes on in these peoples' heads' look. Hermione luckily seemed to be keeping herself under control. Harry found it hard to comprehend that anyone could. These people were really strange, who could hate Hogwarts that much? Was it another family tradition? (He wouldn't have put it past them)
The Lupin look-alike, Romulus (Here, Harry felt like he should have figured something out, something that Hermione had no doubt) leered at Harry with a look he thought was possible coming from Snape. Harry tried to avoid the mans gaze. It was then Harry noticed the most subtle difference between this guy, and professor Lupin. His hair wasn't at all grey, he had a darker complexion, and less lines on his face. He also had something of a heavier build, making him look a lot stronger. Harry imagined that this was what Lupin would have looked like if he hadn't been a werewolf.
Romulus took a step closer to him, analysing every inch of Harry's being.
"I don't like this one," He said at length "He seems... familiar... and not in a good way," His eyes, if possible, narrowed even further.
Harry got a nasty feeling in the pit of his stomach. He really didn't like this guy.
"Yeeees..." Agreed the old man "He looks like that boy who..." He threw a look at Romulus, who shook his head.
"No, it couldn't be, he would have to be about thirty-six years old by now,"
Harry frowned, was it possible this lunatic had known his father?
"Whatever," Said the old man, apparently dissmissing the situation "Take them somewhere else Tatiana, and then we need to have a talk about who you let into this house,"
Tatiana closed her eyes and inhaled sharply, this obviously meant another lecture. She hated lectures. She would have to take them to the most remote part of the house she knew, in order to spare the lecture for as long as possible. She knew just where to go.
Harry took one last look at Romulus before leaving, and noticed another subtle difference between him and Remus Lupin.
Remus Lupin had warm amber eyes, slightly pale, but gentle.
This man's eyes were brown, and cold.
Like dried blood.
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"You can stay in here until your friends come, Harry," Tatiana said, pointing them in to a library-like room.
"Thanks..." Said Harry uncertainly "Um.. Tatiana, about your father..."
"Don't... ask," said Tatiana with a laugh "He's weird, and only he and grandfather know why!" She turned around and left to face her fate.
Harry and Ron instantly turned to Hermione and unanimously asked:
"What is it this time 'Mione"
Hermione stared at them as if they had no brain whatsoever.
"Who is that guy?" Asked Ron urgently "Is he using polyjuice potion? That's not really Lupin is it?"
Hermione looked as if she was experiencing some sort of overload.
"What was that guys issue? Do you think he knows Lupin? He seemed to recognise-"
"You really are thick as bricks aren't you?" She snapped angrily, this had obviously been a trying time for her.
"Well it's not every day-"
"Twins!" She bellowed "They're twins you idiots, twins!"
"Who are?"
"Remus and whoever this guy is!"
Harry gasped, why hadn't he thought of that before? It seemed so obvious now...
"Don't you two know ANYTHING?" She screeched "I thought at least you might get it Harry, didn't you do the ancient Romans when you were in muggle primary school? And Ron, you live with twins-"
Harry frowned "The Romans?"
"Romulus and Remus, twin founders of Rome, grandsons of the god Mars and-"
"O.k.!" yelled Ron "So Lupin has an evil twin who doesn't like werewolves too much, but...why? I mean, I think I could learn to deal with the whole werewolf thing if my own brother was one-"
"Did it ever cross your mind that that's the reason he doesn't like werewolves?"
"Oh. Oh yeah..."
"Honestly..."
Harry frowned, the old feelings of agonising confusion and curiosity eating away at him. What had happened between Lupin and his brother? He could feel that it was going to be another one of those days. Strange though, this didn't usually happen until the /end/ of the school year, they hadn't even had their first quidditch match yet!
For a fleeting second, Harry wondered how the match had turned out. Had they cancelled?
He turned his thoughts back to the matter at hand. Soon he was going to learn some horrible truth about Lupin's past, and then he'd probably get nearly killed and wake up in hospital wing a week later with Lupin dead and Sirius as an emotional wreck.
"Harry, is that a... /Pensieve/?" Asked Hermione tentively.
Harry broke out of his thoughts and folloed Hermione's gaze to a ... wait.
Was /that/ a pensieve?
It looked like one...
But Snape and Dumbledore's had surely not been so big! This one had to be able to fit four people's heads at a time!
"Um... I think so... I don't know, it looks about four times as big as Snape and Dumbledore's-"
"I know what that is!!!" Said Ron suddenly. Hermione looked pleased, but slightly put out that Ron knew something she didn't. "It's a 'Pensive ~deluxe~!"
"A what?"
"Of COURSE!" Said Hermione instantly "I can't /believe/ I didn't see that before, how could I be so stupid!"
Harry rolled his eyes, Ron folded his arms and looked annnoyed that he wouldn't be explaining anything to Hermione.
"O.k. Hermione," Breathed Harry exasperatedly "Pretend I have no idea what you're talking about, what is that thing?"
"Well," Said Hermione (Harry could just tell she was about to launch into a huge lecture) "I was reading the updates in magic technology, and by combining the properties of a normal pensieve and a time turner, the mages have been-"
"Mages?"
"They make up spells. Anyway, they've been able to create a pensieve that allows more than one person at a time to view the owner's memories, very very very expensive, but it also creates a square mile bubble, in which the viewers can look around to their content,"
"Bubble?"
"It means that the viewers aren't restricted to following the owner around in their own memories. It means that if you got bored watching this guy, you could go follow someone else as long as they're within a square mile"
Harry widened his eyes, and glanced at the silver basin.
This was too perfect.
So many questions, and the answer was right in front of them. He smirked,
"What are we waiting for then?"
Ron and Hermione exchanged glances and smiled mischeiviously. It was time for another trip in to the past.
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Yeah, when I said I'd update this week, I didn't say WHEN in this week. So sorry I'm two days late!
This Parrot has ceased to be: Yay! I love it when you review! Hope you enjoyed this chapter, watch out for the next one! (Yeah, I know I'm awkward... But I like it!)
TokyoTeen13: Woo Hoo! I was wondering what happened to you! Don't worry, there will be plenty more attempts on Lupin's life! Mwa ha ha ha ha ha! (I'm not really that interesting... am I?)
Nicole -Digedestined of Worth: Hello! Thank you for the review! Please enjoy!
See you guys later! Oh, and in the next chapter, I will be using all those scenes that are used over and over again in MWPP fanfiction (The meeting, the sorting, the first class etc...) Please R+R!^_^