Yay! Chapter 7!
Hope that everyone is o.k. and no one died over the weekend. I've been thinking of starting a LotR fanfic too, problem is, I have absolutely no clue what to do. And I'd have to finish this one first of course!
Today we will be revisiting the pensieve deluxe, and this time, present-day Remus and Sirius will also come in to the story!
Biride: Will we be seeing-
Reaper: No. What ever it is, no...
Chapter Seven: Ere The Set Of Sun
The rest of the journey passed exactly as anyone who knew Sirius and Remus (And Peter) would expect it to.
Sirius and James were rather enthusiastic, they were the centre of the conversation (Whitch was mostly about quidditch, of course) Peter was trying to prove that he was cool too, and often began a sentance, only to be interrupted by James or Sirius who had something better to say.
It was obvious that Remus wasn't interested in the conversation, but he was listening intently, and occasionally made quiet, yet incredibly humerous remarks in response to some of the conversation topics, at which Sirius and James would burst out laughing. However, it was quite noticeable that Remus himself, never smiled. He seemed far too nervous.
As usual, the woman pushing the trolley of snacks came by around lunch time. The three observers were mildly disturbed to see that it was exactly the same woman who served them. Exactly the same. She hadn't changed a bit in twenty-whatever years. Harry wondered what she did all year, when she wasn't on the train, maybe she was some sort of magic illusion thingy...
Moving back to the story, James immediately stood up with a fistful of galleons, shouting: "Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans!"
The woman smiled and handed him about five packets of the brightly coloured beans and a few silver sickles in change. Sirius raised an eyebrow,
"You like those things?" He asked incredulously. James gave a manic grin and nodded. Sirius smiled evilly,
"Seven pumpkin pasties please!" He exclaimed.
"Seven?" Gasped James, mouth hanging open, Sirius grinned in response and nodded like a lunatic. Peter's narrow watery eyes darted around a bit,
"I'll take two pasties and two bags of Bertie Bott's" He said nervously, and a little too fast.
The woman smiled again and handed him his purchase, then Sirius, James and Peter looked to Remus. Remus went a little red and ran a hand through his hair nervously, he seemed to be ashamed of something.
"What're you getting Remy?" Inquired Sirius
"Ohh, n-nothing" He stuttered, "I mean... I'm not hungry..."
"No..." Agreed James "Just horribly malnourished..."
Peter frowned "What does the word mean?"
"Well, Peter," Said Sirius "Horribly is the word we use to describe the acute unpleasentness of certain situations..."
Peter blushed furiously "No! I meant..." James interrupted him,
"Hey, don't worry, we'll buy you something... how do you like chocolate frogs?"
"Umm..."
"Brilliant! Four chocolate frogs please!" He said smiling.
Remus smiled back.
The train arrived at the usual time, it had been pleasant watching the maurauders' first ride on the express, though Harry couldn't help but wonder where his mother was. He caught a glimpse of red hair as they got off the train, but it was at that moment that Romulus Lupin decided to make an entrance.
It happened very fast. Lupin suddenly caught sight of someone and called out: "Ophelia!" and went off in to the crowd.
"Oy, Remus!" Yelled Sirius "Where'd he go?" He turned to James
James shrugged, "Saw someone he knew?" he suggested. Sirius rolled his eyes, then suddenly gave a double take and gaped
"Remus?" He said incredulously, Staring at a boy who had just walked in to his line of vision. Who, by the way was not Remus. For one thing he looked well fed, had disgusting brown eyes, not a single grey hair, and a little dramatically ironic halo above his head signifying that he was the owner of the vision they were seeing. Meaning that he was Romulus, the jerk.
And on top of that he was standing right next to a carbon-copy of Draco Malfoy, and you didn't have to have thirteen owls (Which, by the way, Hermione did have) to see that it was Lucius Malfoy.
The three viewers surged with hatred. This was the father of the guy that had gotten them in to the whole mess, one of Voldemort's right hand men, not to mention the bastard who was responsible for most of poor Remus' injuries back in February. Harry had half a mind to go over and kick his head in, but the other half reminded him that this was just a memory, and terminating Malfoy was impossible at that moment.
Romulus seemed to have been mortally offended at the suggestion that he was actually his brother. His eyes widened, his mouth opened and his nose wrinkled in disgust.
"What... did you call me?" He said in a tone to make even Snape cower and quake, whilst narrowing his eyes back to the usual slits.
James and Sirius exchanged confused glances "What?"
Things may have turned nasty, if Remus hadn't reappeared,
"Sorry guys, I just saw my..." He drew in a quick breath upon seeing his twin, but quickly masked his emotion, becoming unreadable again "Romulus..." He acknowledged
Sirius, James and Peter turned their heads from one twin to the other with expressions of extreme confusion. Dealing with twins was often confusing. Just look at 'Twelvth Night' and 'The Comedy Of Errors'...*
"Oh it's you is it?" Said Romulus with an air of contempt and utter loathing. He seemed to be embarrassed by Remus. It should have been the other way round.
Remus seemed to be fighting within himself. Finally he took hold of James' sleeve and motioned for the other marauders to follow him
"Firs' years! Firs' years this way!" Came a familiar voice. Hagrid of course. Harry would have liked to follow Hagrid too, but he saw Hagrid all the time anyway and how many times would he get to see his dead father, and his friends before Sirius went bitter, Peter turned in to a back-stabbing rat, and Remus became even more depressing than he was as a kid. The poor marauders.
In the background he was aware of Romulus' sneering voice,
"Oh, that was just my EVIL twin... Hee hee... He has no brain, and not a lot of brawn either..."
Malfoy's laughter rang in Harry's ears, serving to make Harry hate him oh, so much more. Remus appeared to have ignored him, but with the way Remus was known for disguising his emotions, it was impossible to say how hurt he really was. Remus turned around to see Sirius, James and Peter giving him strange looks.
He took a deep breath and nodded at them, he opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't seem to find any words. James and Peter gave him a 'who the hell was that bastard' look, but Sirius just nodded. Harry imagined that he'd had similar problems.
"That..." Remus forced out "Was Romulus..."
"And Romulus is..."
"My brother... "
"Your-"
"Don't ask..." He said in a tone that gave you the impression that the conversation was over. It was a surprisingly bold request for Remus.
The others nodded and they all got in to a boat.
Hermione frowned and turned to Harry...
"Harry..." She said in the 'I've got something you probably don't want to hear' voice "You know, we can't stay here for seven years, and I was thinking... well this whole thing is... well think about it Harry"
Harry was worried that this was coming. Truthfully, he didn't want to leave, but they had been there for who knows how long... wait a minute, how long did it take to get to Hogwarts anyway? Six, Seven hours? There definately hadn't been any time gaps so...
"Hermione, why have we been here so long without interruption?" He asked with a hint of fear. They couldn't have spent over six hours in that room, could they? Unless...
Hermione frowned again with a frantic look in her eyes and Ron looked around at them, as if beginning to contemplate the situation. Harry motioned for her to answer, but inside he was terrified because he had already begun to guess the answer.
"I-I think that Romulus has t-trapped us in his memories..." She stuttered nervously,
Now THAT was exactly what Harry and Ron did /not/ need to hear.
Meanwhile, five hours earlier... back at the mad house
Remus sighed and lumbered ungracefully up to the others, this place gave him the creeps, no doubt about that.
It had taken them more than twice as long as they had hoped to find the place, but now that they had, Remus definately wished that they hadn't. The estate had dark magic up to the tallest tower, and anyone who had silver vine patterns on their front door had to have something wrong with them. Remus reminded himself that as a werewolf, he was prone to harsh judgement regarding silver, but that didn't excuse it... did it?
"Silver... Why Silver?"
Sirius shrugged "I don't think gold goes with the structure..." he mused.
Remus rolled his eyes with annoyance and slapped Sirius' shoulder playfully. Sirius grinned and carried on towards the house.
Fred and George were beginning to wonder whether coming to rescue Ron was such a good idea. They still had three other brothers didn't they? And Ginny was alright sometimes... Sure, losing Harry would be a bit of a downside but they could definately live without Hermione... the snob.
"Hey, Sirius!" Exclaimed Fred
"Yeah what?" Asked Sirius, grinning. The twins marvelled at how he could possibly have grimaced, let alone grinned. George still had his mouth wide open, staring like an idiot at the... house.
"Are you sure that that prophecy... thingy said that /only/ Harry could defeat Voldemort?"
Sirius just gave him a look.
"Right, just wondering" Said Fred, nodding his head like an idiot.
The four mismatched members of the rescue team made their way slowly up the path. they walked in silence for at least thirty seconds before George suddenly made choking gasping noises, and pointed wildly like a madman.
Remus gagged and turned away.
Anger flashed across Sirius' eyes.
They had found 'the secret garden'.
Remus swallowed. "Let's move on, shall we?" He said thickly, trying his hardest not to vomit.
Sirius looked at Remus worriedly. His eyes flicked from his best friend to the graphic sculptures in the garden and back again to Remus. At that moment, he wasn't too sure if it was really safe for Remus to be meeting these wierdos. He didn't know that reuniting would've been a more appropriate word.
"Umm, Moony... I don't think..."
"It's o.k. Sirius," said Remus with a deep breath "Come on, remember why we're here..."
Of course. Harry. Somehow he always got himself in to trouble. Sirius sighed, he loved that kid.
Suddenly a thought so dark and terrible entered his mind that he gasped and had to look away as he tried to force it from his mind. He wished he could've but now it was stuck, and it would be one of those things that juststayed with him, probably for the rest of his life.
What if one day, for whatever demented reason...
What if he was forced to choose between Remus' life, and Harry's?
What would he do?
"You o.k. Sirius?" Inquired George, who seemed to have finally found his voice.
"Fine" He lied, trying to think of something else. He realised that Remus was a few metres ahead of him and jogged to catch up.
They walked the rest of the way in silence. Finally the door loomed ominously about a foot in front of them. They stood there, practically shaking.
"Nice knowing you all," Stated Fred
George widened his eyes "Don't even joke..." He said solemnly.
Time passed some more...
"Sooo..." Started Sirius, but he never got any further.
And still the four of them just stood there like lemons. If lemons had legs and stuff. Another minute passed.
"Someone should really knock or something..."
And another...
"Oh for the love of-" Remus exclaimed as he took a step forward, hesitated a moment, then finally pulled on the cord-doorbell thingy.
GONG!
The four of them flinched back, as the doorbell (Which sounded like the 'gong' at a sacrificial altar) rand throughout the stillness of the night.
An owl shrieked and flew away.
The door opened.
But there was no one standing on the other side.
The twins stood shamelessly behind the marauders, and one of them whimpered. Remus closed his eyes as if pained, but Sirius just stomped around to face them, half angry, half scared out of his wits, and snapped out:
"Right, who didn't see that coming?"
Remus shook his head sadly
"Bugger this," Sirius Exclaimed "I've had enough of these vampire people- oh shit,"
He had just noticed the werewolf head on the wall, and suddenly remembered that Hermione had been frantically trying to get something across when she contacted them.
Werewolf killers
Remus was in the midst of a panic attack, he had also noticed the mount.
Sirius whipped round and gave him a desperate look,
"Remus..." He said shakily "RUN!"
Remus turned around quickly, but unfortunately not quickly enough.
SLAM!
The door slammed shut.
"And who didn't see that coming?" Asked Sirius weakly.
Tatiana had never been so confused in her entire life. Her father and grandfather looked half angry, half pleased. They had vaguely mentioned something about 'wanting to do this for a long time'. It made no sense.
And the three students that had appeared earlier in the day, who really didn't seem to have anything wrong with them, had been trapped within her father's memories from when he was at 'that school'. The poor things.
Robert was sulking in the same corner she was spying on the adults, technically they were supposed to be in bed, especially since they were in disgrace for letting three delinquents into the house. But Tatiana had convinced her bratty brother to come and watch what was going on.
Now Father had just announced that there was a werewolf in the house. He hadn't let them answer the door when the gong went, and he just said perhaps the strangest thing she ever heard:
"Alexi, can you, Vlad, Andre, Josef, Konstantinos, and Lev go down to the main entrance?" He asked with a glint of something sinister in hie eyes, the uncles who had been adressed stood up, looking either confused or excited "There are some guests up there that need to be... umm... /shown/ the way up here,"
The six of them nodded and stood up
"Oh, and brothers..."
The men turned around, hoping for a little more explanation. What they got was an order.
"Don't act shocked by /who/ you meet there... Even if it's me..."
* I've been reading Shakespeare! ^_^ (Don't you just love 'Titus Andronicus')
Birdie: Reading Shakespeare instead of writing fanfiction? I think you need some time to figure out where your loyalties lie...
Reaper: ... Riiiiiigggghhhhhtttt... Okaaaaay...
Hello people *Ducks as people throw large heavey objects at her* Yes... I know I'm TERRIBLE at updating... Tell you guys what, since it's the holidays (Half term) I'll try and have another one up by THIS Sunday!
Everyone else: Yeah Right!
Reaper: I said I'd TRY!...
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Birdie: Or not...
Hope that everyone is o.k. and no one died over the weekend. I've been thinking of starting a LotR fanfic too, problem is, I have absolutely no clue what to do. And I'd have to finish this one first of course!
Today we will be revisiting the pensieve deluxe, and this time, present-day Remus and Sirius will also come in to the story!
Biride: Will we be seeing-
Reaper: No. What ever it is, no...
Chapter Seven: Ere The Set Of Sun
The rest of the journey passed exactly as anyone who knew Sirius and Remus (And Peter) would expect it to.
Sirius and James were rather enthusiastic, they were the centre of the conversation (Whitch was mostly about quidditch, of course) Peter was trying to prove that he was cool too, and often began a sentance, only to be interrupted by James or Sirius who had something better to say.
It was obvious that Remus wasn't interested in the conversation, but he was listening intently, and occasionally made quiet, yet incredibly humerous remarks in response to some of the conversation topics, at which Sirius and James would burst out laughing. However, it was quite noticeable that Remus himself, never smiled. He seemed far too nervous.
As usual, the woman pushing the trolley of snacks came by around lunch time. The three observers were mildly disturbed to see that it was exactly the same woman who served them. Exactly the same. She hadn't changed a bit in twenty-whatever years. Harry wondered what she did all year, when she wasn't on the train, maybe she was some sort of magic illusion thingy...
Moving back to the story, James immediately stood up with a fistful of galleons, shouting: "Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans!"
The woman smiled and handed him about five packets of the brightly coloured beans and a few silver sickles in change. Sirius raised an eyebrow,
"You like those things?" He asked incredulously. James gave a manic grin and nodded. Sirius smiled evilly,
"Seven pumpkin pasties please!" He exclaimed.
"Seven?" Gasped James, mouth hanging open, Sirius grinned in response and nodded like a lunatic. Peter's narrow watery eyes darted around a bit,
"I'll take two pasties and two bags of Bertie Bott's" He said nervously, and a little too fast.
The woman smiled again and handed him his purchase, then Sirius, James and Peter looked to Remus. Remus went a little red and ran a hand through his hair nervously, he seemed to be ashamed of something.
"What're you getting Remy?" Inquired Sirius
"Ohh, n-nothing" He stuttered, "I mean... I'm not hungry..."
"No..." Agreed James "Just horribly malnourished..."
Peter frowned "What does the word mean?"
"Well, Peter," Said Sirius "Horribly is the word we use to describe the acute unpleasentness of certain situations..."
Peter blushed furiously "No! I meant..." James interrupted him,
"Hey, don't worry, we'll buy you something... how do you like chocolate frogs?"
"Umm..."
"Brilliant! Four chocolate frogs please!" He said smiling.
Remus smiled back.
The train arrived at the usual time, it had been pleasant watching the maurauders' first ride on the express, though Harry couldn't help but wonder where his mother was. He caught a glimpse of red hair as they got off the train, but it was at that moment that Romulus Lupin decided to make an entrance.
It happened very fast. Lupin suddenly caught sight of someone and called out: "Ophelia!" and went off in to the crowd.
"Oy, Remus!" Yelled Sirius "Where'd he go?" He turned to James
James shrugged, "Saw someone he knew?" he suggested. Sirius rolled his eyes, then suddenly gave a double take and gaped
"Remus?" He said incredulously, Staring at a boy who had just walked in to his line of vision. Who, by the way was not Remus. For one thing he looked well fed, had disgusting brown eyes, not a single grey hair, and a little dramatically ironic halo above his head signifying that he was the owner of the vision they were seeing. Meaning that he was Romulus, the jerk.
And on top of that he was standing right next to a carbon-copy of Draco Malfoy, and you didn't have to have thirteen owls (Which, by the way, Hermione did have) to see that it was Lucius Malfoy.
The three viewers surged with hatred. This was the father of the guy that had gotten them in to the whole mess, one of Voldemort's right hand men, not to mention the bastard who was responsible for most of poor Remus' injuries back in February. Harry had half a mind to go over and kick his head in, but the other half reminded him that this was just a memory, and terminating Malfoy was impossible at that moment.
Romulus seemed to have been mortally offended at the suggestion that he was actually his brother. His eyes widened, his mouth opened and his nose wrinkled in disgust.
"What... did you call me?" He said in a tone to make even Snape cower and quake, whilst narrowing his eyes back to the usual slits.
James and Sirius exchanged confused glances "What?"
Things may have turned nasty, if Remus hadn't reappeared,
"Sorry guys, I just saw my..." He drew in a quick breath upon seeing his twin, but quickly masked his emotion, becoming unreadable again "Romulus..." He acknowledged
Sirius, James and Peter turned their heads from one twin to the other with expressions of extreme confusion. Dealing with twins was often confusing. Just look at 'Twelvth Night' and 'The Comedy Of Errors'...*
"Oh it's you is it?" Said Romulus with an air of contempt and utter loathing. He seemed to be embarrassed by Remus. It should have been the other way round.
Remus seemed to be fighting within himself. Finally he took hold of James' sleeve and motioned for the other marauders to follow him
"Firs' years! Firs' years this way!" Came a familiar voice. Hagrid of course. Harry would have liked to follow Hagrid too, but he saw Hagrid all the time anyway and how many times would he get to see his dead father, and his friends before Sirius went bitter, Peter turned in to a back-stabbing rat, and Remus became even more depressing than he was as a kid. The poor marauders.
In the background he was aware of Romulus' sneering voice,
"Oh, that was just my EVIL twin... Hee hee... He has no brain, and not a lot of brawn either..."
Malfoy's laughter rang in Harry's ears, serving to make Harry hate him oh, so much more. Remus appeared to have ignored him, but with the way Remus was known for disguising his emotions, it was impossible to say how hurt he really was. Remus turned around to see Sirius, James and Peter giving him strange looks.
He took a deep breath and nodded at them, he opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't seem to find any words. James and Peter gave him a 'who the hell was that bastard' look, but Sirius just nodded. Harry imagined that he'd had similar problems.
"That..." Remus forced out "Was Romulus..."
"And Romulus is..."
"My brother... "
"Your-"
"Don't ask..." He said in a tone that gave you the impression that the conversation was over. It was a surprisingly bold request for Remus.
The others nodded and they all got in to a boat.
Hermione frowned and turned to Harry...
"Harry..." She said in the 'I've got something you probably don't want to hear' voice "You know, we can't stay here for seven years, and I was thinking... well this whole thing is... well think about it Harry"
Harry was worried that this was coming. Truthfully, he didn't want to leave, but they had been there for who knows how long... wait a minute, how long did it take to get to Hogwarts anyway? Six, Seven hours? There definately hadn't been any time gaps so...
"Hermione, why have we been here so long without interruption?" He asked with a hint of fear. They couldn't have spent over six hours in that room, could they? Unless...
Hermione frowned again with a frantic look in her eyes and Ron looked around at them, as if beginning to contemplate the situation. Harry motioned for her to answer, but inside he was terrified because he had already begun to guess the answer.
"I-I think that Romulus has t-trapped us in his memories..." She stuttered nervously,
Now THAT was exactly what Harry and Ron did /not/ need to hear.
Meanwhile, five hours earlier... back at the mad house
Remus sighed and lumbered ungracefully up to the others, this place gave him the creeps, no doubt about that.
It had taken them more than twice as long as they had hoped to find the place, but now that they had, Remus definately wished that they hadn't. The estate had dark magic up to the tallest tower, and anyone who had silver vine patterns on their front door had to have something wrong with them. Remus reminded himself that as a werewolf, he was prone to harsh judgement regarding silver, but that didn't excuse it... did it?
"Silver... Why Silver?"
Sirius shrugged "I don't think gold goes with the structure..." he mused.
Remus rolled his eyes with annoyance and slapped Sirius' shoulder playfully. Sirius grinned and carried on towards the house.
Fred and George were beginning to wonder whether coming to rescue Ron was such a good idea. They still had three other brothers didn't they? And Ginny was alright sometimes... Sure, losing Harry would be a bit of a downside but they could definately live without Hermione... the snob.
"Hey, Sirius!" Exclaimed Fred
"Yeah what?" Asked Sirius, grinning. The twins marvelled at how he could possibly have grimaced, let alone grinned. George still had his mouth wide open, staring like an idiot at the... house.
"Are you sure that that prophecy... thingy said that /only/ Harry could defeat Voldemort?"
Sirius just gave him a look.
"Right, just wondering" Said Fred, nodding his head like an idiot.
The four mismatched members of the rescue team made their way slowly up the path. they walked in silence for at least thirty seconds before George suddenly made choking gasping noises, and pointed wildly like a madman.
Remus gagged and turned away.
Anger flashed across Sirius' eyes.
They had found 'the secret garden'.
Remus swallowed. "Let's move on, shall we?" He said thickly, trying his hardest not to vomit.
Sirius looked at Remus worriedly. His eyes flicked from his best friend to the graphic sculptures in the garden and back again to Remus. At that moment, he wasn't too sure if it was really safe for Remus to be meeting these wierdos. He didn't know that reuniting would've been a more appropriate word.
"Umm, Moony... I don't think..."
"It's o.k. Sirius," said Remus with a deep breath "Come on, remember why we're here..."
Of course. Harry. Somehow he always got himself in to trouble. Sirius sighed, he loved that kid.
Suddenly a thought so dark and terrible entered his mind that he gasped and had to look away as he tried to force it from his mind. He wished he could've but now it was stuck, and it would be one of those things that juststayed with him, probably for the rest of his life.
What if one day, for whatever demented reason...
What if he was forced to choose between Remus' life, and Harry's?
What would he do?
"You o.k. Sirius?" Inquired George, who seemed to have finally found his voice.
"Fine" He lied, trying to think of something else. He realised that Remus was a few metres ahead of him and jogged to catch up.
They walked the rest of the way in silence. Finally the door loomed ominously about a foot in front of them. They stood there, practically shaking.
"Nice knowing you all," Stated Fred
George widened his eyes "Don't even joke..." He said solemnly.
Time passed some more...
"Sooo..." Started Sirius, but he never got any further.
And still the four of them just stood there like lemons. If lemons had legs and stuff. Another minute passed.
"Someone should really knock or something..."
And another...
"Oh for the love of-" Remus exclaimed as he took a step forward, hesitated a moment, then finally pulled on the cord-doorbell thingy.
GONG!
The four of them flinched back, as the doorbell (Which sounded like the 'gong' at a sacrificial altar) rand throughout the stillness of the night.
An owl shrieked and flew away.
The door opened.
But there was no one standing on the other side.
The twins stood shamelessly behind the marauders, and one of them whimpered. Remus closed his eyes as if pained, but Sirius just stomped around to face them, half angry, half scared out of his wits, and snapped out:
"Right, who didn't see that coming?"
Remus shook his head sadly
"Bugger this," Sirius Exclaimed "I've had enough of these vampire people- oh shit,"
He had just noticed the werewolf head on the wall, and suddenly remembered that Hermione had been frantically trying to get something across when she contacted them.
Werewolf killers
Remus was in the midst of a panic attack, he had also noticed the mount.
Sirius whipped round and gave him a desperate look,
"Remus..." He said shakily "RUN!"
Remus turned around quickly, but unfortunately not quickly enough.
SLAM!
The door slammed shut.
"And who didn't see that coming?" Asked Sirius weakly.
Tatiana had never been so confused in her entire life. Her father and grandfather looked half angry, half pleased. They had vaguely mentioned something about 'wanting to do this for a long time'. It made no sense.
And the three students that had appeared earlier in the day, who really didn't seem to have anything wrong with them, had been trapped within her father's memories from when he was at 'that school'. The poor things.
Robert was sulking in the same corner she was spying on the adults, technically they were supposed to be in bed, especially since they were in disgrace for letting three delinquents into the house. But Tatiana had convinced her bratty brother to come and watch what was going on.
Now Father had just announced that there was a werewolf in the house. He hadn't let them answer the door when the gong went, and he just said perhaps the strangest thing she ever heard:
"Alexi, can you, Vlad, Andre, Josef, Konstantinos, and Lev go down to the main entrance?" He asked with a glint of something sinister in hie eyes, the uncles who had been adressed stood up, looking either confused or excited "There are some guests up there that need to be... umm... /shown/ the way up here,"
The six of them nodded and stood up
"Oh, and brothers..."
The men turned around, hoping for a little more explanation. What they got was an order.
"Don't act shocked by /who/ you meet there... Even if it's me..."
* I've been reading Shakespeare! ^_^ (Don't you just love 'Titus Andronicus')
Birdie: Reading Shakespeare instead of writing fanfiction? I think you need some time to figure out where your loyalties lie...
Reaper: ... Riiiiiigggghhhhhtttt... Okaaaaay...
Hello people *Ducks as people throw large heavey objects at her* Yes... I know I'm TERRIBLE at updating... Tell you guys what, since it's the holidays (Half term) I'll try and have another one up by THIS Sunday!
Everyone else: Yeah Right!
Reaper: I said I'd TRY!...
So has anyone else noticed that lines of ******'s have been turned in to just long straight lines instead when you post them up? Weird...
It also seems to be cancelling out smiley faces (^_^) What would we do without smiley faces?! I think some of us should band together to save the smiley faces!
Reviewers:
Howling Wolf 22: Thanks for reviewing, I hope you'll be a regular customer now! And don't worry... I found that when I wrote my last story I didn't have the heart to kill Remus... He's sooooooo cool! (But torture and maiming is not below me! Mwa ha ha ha ha ha!)
This Parrot has ceased to be: You don't mind? *Sighs with relief* I was just wondering what the audience wanted...Yay! here's an update! I'm thinking of drawing the pensieve out even more, and cutting down on what I was going to put later... Anyway, ALL my favorite authors either live in Boston, or I have no idea where they live (Or they just /pretend/ to live in Boston... I'm becoming paranoid)
So I assume that most people are at least east coast. I think the guys that run the website are from Boston, but I don't know and it gets confusing when Ffn.net is down for repairs or upgrades, and you're looking at what time it says it will be down and you say 'Hey, shouldn't the site be down? Oh, wait, they're five hours behind... or is it eight? where do these people live anyway?
P.S. We might get superbowl, I don't know 'cos I don't really watch sport... (Possibly just to spite my sport crazed father, Wow... this was a long reply, I'd better stop before-)
TokyoTeen13: Thankyouthankyouthankyou! I was really pining for ideas for about pranks, for later chapters you know, but your review really helped! ^_^ Please continue to read and review!
Mrs. Radcliffe 2 B: You're sick? I wish I had updated sooner, since you're probably better now (And if you're not then I hope the new chappie helps) I'm so sorry... I was sick this time last year, I remember that the teachers made us do a fire drill in the cold and rain, and they made us spend ages out there because we couldn't get in to alphabetical order... BUT THE JOKE WAS ON THEM! I was so sick, I couldn't do exams! I had to do them later without all the supervision with several others who had been sick and we just talked all the time! Thanx for Reviewing, see you next time!
Bye People! C ya L8tr!
Birdie: Or not...