OMG I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Sorry for the long update. The
reason was entirely medical I assure you.
You see, I was bitten by the plague of WRITER'S BLOCK! That and my Remus angst muse died due to the lack of good fics on this site. (Hint: If any of you know any good ones, tell me about them and I might just update sooner) I spent many weeks in mourning before I finally plucked up the strength of will to create a new muse.
Another pathetic excuse is that I believe in my heart that I am beginning to accept Sirius' death. I feel like such a traitor to poor Siri.
On the bright side, my father has forgotten this account exists, which was helped by the fact that he has neither read the books nor seen the movies and I assured him that he would never understand it. I am hoping that one day he will forget that I exist.
I forgot why I started writing this fic, and that is to give readers who were sick of Remus romances and slash to have something that they could count on reading at least once a week. I have broken my promise and must now punish myself.
If any of my regular readers are still out there, then I must apologise sincerely, and I will, in future, try and do my best to update on a more regular basis.
I feel I must especially apologise to one of my most loyal reviewers, This Parrot has ceased to be, to whom I promised that something like this would never happen again after my computer broke down last summer. As usual, anyone who has reviewed me since my last update will receive a special little message at the end of the fic.
Without further delay I will write this chapter, and hope my skills as an authoress haven't gone drastically downhill.
Chapter: Is mortals chiefest enemy
"Can't we just see one more memory?" Pleaded Harry, while Ron whined along with him.
Hermione gave them a look. Harry and Ron tried to look cute, but probably ended up just looking stupid.
They had recently realised that their wands had appeared along with them, and according to Hermione, just by pointing them at Romulus and saying "Forward" followed by whatever amount of time you wanted to go forward, they could skip through the memories with ease. The downside to this was that they couldn't see all the memories of Romulus Lupin, meaning there would be even less of the marauders to see.
And they had just forwarded one week from the sorting for an experiment.
To cut a long story short...
It worked.
Harry and Ron begged and pleaded to be allowed to look at this memory or that memory, but Hermione always sternly reminded them that while they were having fun, Lupin and Sirius were probably suffering.
Harry was still reluctant about leaving the memory scape, but reminded himself that Moony and Padfoot were so much more important than that. And besides, they could always tell him more when they all got back.
So after much experimentation, they had determined that Romulus' pensieve lasted for only three years and six months. So for some reason, he left Hogwarts in the middle of his fourth year. Harry doubted he could stand four days with the jerk, let alone four years.
The marauders were in detention. Not very surprising, yet still amusing to watch.
Apparently, this time they had angered the German DADA teacher, Professor Schadenfreude, by putting a soup cube on top of his showerhead. The unlucky teacher still smelled of tomatoes.
"OH!" Yelled the Professor "You make me so mad I vont to jump out of my German skin!"
The marauders were hard pressed not to laugh. Harry, Ron and Hermione had no such restraints and immediately laughed so hard that, had they been drinking anything it would have come up out of their noses.
Harry got the impression however, that like the majority, Schadenfreude deserved everything he got, as he was especially mean about Remus' condition. Although, only Peter, James and Sirius were in detention, as they had pulled the prank specially to avenge Remus.
Harry perched on the desk next to where his dad was sitting, making jokes with Sirius. Remus (Who had /definitely/ had a growth spurt, making him taller than James) grinned at the others as he left. Harry moved to sit next to his dad, but Hermione stopped him.
"I want to go with Remus," She explained.
Harry rolled his eyes "Well go with him then!"
Hermione blushed "I can't," She muttered "We have to all stay together..."
"But we can't Hermione, I want to stay with my dad!" Harry said angrily. It was all right for her. She saw her parents all the time. But if the memories of a psycho were all he had of his parents, didn't he have the right to choose where they went?
Hermione looked at him pleadingly, he wouldn't relent. She huffed and sat down on a desk next to Peter Pettigrew. She then realised she was sitting next to Peter Pettigrew, and hastily removed herself to the other side of the room.
Ron shrugged; she'd get over it. But Harry was still looking offended.
He soon forgot about Hermione's strange request as time went on, the marauders delighted in pranking Schadenfreude behind his back. Well, James and Sirius delighted in pranking, Peter was satisfied just to watch.
Schadenfreude was pelted by little bits of paper, sweets, chewing gum, small stones and occasionally frogs. Once in a while his hair would change colour and anyone else unlucky enough to be stuck in detention would barely be able to control his or her laughter. Even Hermione was giggling along with the rest
Half an hour later there was an ominous knock at the door.
Perhaps that is going to far, the knock really didn't have anything ominous about it. But Harry had developed a knack for sensing trouble, and this was definitely trouble.
McGonagall entered the room, followed closely by a bewildered looking chestnut-haired seventh year from Ravenclaw
"Excuse me, Professor Schadenfreude, could I borrow Potter, Black, and Pettigrew for a moment?"
McGonagall looked pale and fairly shaken, as if something dreadful had just happened. The Marauders missed this however, but didn't seem so bewildered.
"Ophelia, my love!" Exclaimed Sirius dramatically.
James and Peter snickered as Ophelia cuffed Sirius upside the head. Harry doubted that the two were actually going out, as Sirius (above the average height) Barely came up to the girl's chin.
"Save it for the crazy freak who drowns herself, Black. The two of you would go great together—same level of sanity..."
Black grasped his chest as though mortally wounded "Alas, dear friends, she loves me naught..."
"Not, you idiot, I love you not!"
McGonagall still had not spoken of her purpose in bringing the group together.
"Oh, Ophelia—"
"Zippit you wanker!" Ordered the brunette. The others were hasty to obey, "Now, ordinarily when you losers are called together by McGonagall, you've gotten yourselves in to some deep shit. But the only reason I could possibly consider for why I'M here with you, is that something's happened to my brother..."
"Remus?" Asked Peter
"No," Said Ophelia sarcastically "Romulus. 'Cause the teachers all know how much you love him!"
A shadow passed over the girls face at the mention of Romulus. Harry, meanwhile, wondered why Remus had never told him he had a sister. He'd hate to think that she was dead.
The rest of the journey had passed in silence. The observing trio were disheartened when they realised that the destination was hospital wing.
"Professor McGonagall!" Shouted James "What's going on?"
"Professor where's my brother?"
McGonagall held up a hand, silencing them, "The headmaster will explain it to you..." She said thickly "Miss Lupin, your parents will be arriving shortly—"
"My PARENTS?" Yelled Ophelia "Professor, what the HELL is"
"Miss Lupin," Cut in a familiar voice. Dumbledore. "There is no need to shout, Ophelia... your brother will live—"
"HE'LL LIVE!?" Ophelia was visibly enraged and stressed out. Her cheeks had gone red and her eyes were bloodshot.
"Hush now!" Dumbledore raised a finger to his lips "You had better come inside Ophelia... and you too Mr Black... Yes Mr Potter and Mr Pettigrew you had better come in as well..."
"Professor..."
"Not now Mr Potter, Mr Snape had better explain it to you I think—"
Now that caused an uproar.
While the marauders and Ophelia were shouting themselves hoarse, Harry turned to the other two. "You don't think Snape... Tried to kill Lupin, do you?" He asked
"Maybe he accidentally went too far..." Said Hermione uncertainly
"Or maybe he's just a stupid greasy murdering bas—"
"Ron!" Hermione snapped, "How many times must we tell you, SNAPE IS NOT EVIL!"
"But we know he /was/ a death eater once, so—"
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE SNAPE!?" Roared Sirius as he stormed into the hospital wing, eyes blazing and looking ready to kill. Harry, Ron, and Hermione followed hastily. A fifteen-year-old Severus Snape was sitting in a chair, visibly on the verge of a panic attack and covered in blood. Taken back by the appearance of his foe, Sirius stopped dead in his tracks. Ophelia however was fuelled to go forward by this sight and immediately grabbed Snape by the lapels and shook him hard.
"YOU BASTARD! YOU BASTARD, YOU KILLED MY BROTHER, DIDN'T YOU? DIDN'T YOU?"
"Miss Lupin, please calm down!" Said Dumbledore in a voice far too calm for the situation "Mr Snape has not harmed your brother—indeed, he has probably saved him!"
"WHAT!?" Yelled seven voices simultaneously, That is... The marauders, Ophelia, and the intrepid trio. Snape? Save Lupin? It did not seem possible. Of all the strange occurrences they just had to add the most confusing one of all...
Dumbledore sighed, "Perhaps you'd better explain, Mr Snape..."
Snape looked as though explaining to three very angry enemies of his and an enraged overprotective big sister of someone who was obviously in some sort of mortal peril was the last thing he wanted to do at the moment. But after receiving a stern look from Professor McGonagall, he decided to speak. Or rather, squeak...
"I-I-I I was just ......leaving p-p-p-potions w-when I saw Lupin... and we...uhh... we threw insults at each other... and... and then—"
"Get to the point, Snivellus!" Snarled Sirius
"Then-Romulus-came-in-and-stabbed-him-and-I-carried-him-to-hospital-wing!"
"ROMULUS DID WHAT!?" Screamed Ophelia
Harry and Ron gasped in shock, Hermione screamed. The Marauders stopped glaring and lost all colour in their faces.
"'Strue, 'Phelia..." Stated a bored voice from the corner. Everyone, memory or viewer, turned around to look at Romulus Lupin, still with the little halo above his head, slouching in a chair in the corner. Sirius and James both ran, fists at the ready to harm Romulus in whatever way possible, but Ophelia got there first.
SMACK
"HOW COULD YOU!" She shrieked "YOU KILLED YOUR OWN BROTHER! YOUR TWIN!"
The marauders stopped dead in their tracks, as Ophelia, in her current state of anger, probably was too far gone to differentiate friend from foe.
"Miss Lupin, please, calm yourself!"
"He's not my brother! He's a—"
Dumbledore gained an expression of extreme panic at this, and motioned for Romulus to be silent. Beneath the worry, however, Harry could recognise a terrible anger in his eyes "I think, perhaps, that it is time Mr Snape went back to his common room..." He suggested.
Madame Pomfrey, in tears, pulled Snape up to his feet and pushed him towards McGonagall. The Transfiguration professor Ushered Snape out of the room. Romulus called after him,
"I'll kill you too, viper!"
Snape whipped his head around and sneered at the psycho before disappearing to the other side of the door.
The remaining figures breathed heavily. Through her anger, Ophelia managed to speak "Now, my DEAR brother, what were you saying..."
"That mongrel is not my brother," Hissed Romulus. Harry could feel his blood start to boil, and by the looks of it, so was everyone else's. Even Dumbledore was looking angry.
And when Dumbledore starts to get angry, you know the fireworks are going to fly.
Romulus seemed immune to the murderous glares directed at him, "I hate him, and you should too!" He snapped, "He's nothing but a flea-bitten—"
"Don't you dare—"
"Filthy little—"
"Shut up before you—"
"Mudblood-loving—"
"You're going to regret—"
"MONSTER!"
There was a deadly silence.
"YES! A monster! A deadly murderous cold-blooded werewolf! It's not like he has feelings anyway! They should all be killed and mounted on the wall—AHHHH!"
'AHHHH' was not part of whatever nonsense Romulus thought about his twin. It was instead the noise he made when Sirius kicked him between the legs.
"One more word out of you and I'll..."
"Do your worst, Black!" Hissed Romulus, clutching his privates, Harry noticed that his voice was strangely high, and would have laughed had the situation not been so utterly void of humour, "Our father is coming to pick us up Ophelia..." He wheezed "He entrusted me to get rid of the werewolf so me, you, and mum could go off with him..."
Ophelia sank to the floor in horror, as if she had been mortally wounded in a battle she could never hope to win... "Dad told you to do this?" She whispered
"Yeah, dad!" Sneered Romulus "We're going to live in Romania..."
"Romania?" She gasped "But... but what about school and my NEWT's and... and..."
"'Snot like Romania doesn't have schools,"
"But my friends!"
"Ahhh, you'll make new ones..."
Ophelia stood up with an almost renewed strength and glared defiantly down at her little brother "No I wont," She snapped
"Of course you will—"
"No. I won't. And I wont because I'm not going to Romania, I'm staying here with Remus!"
Romulus groaned, "That's why dad told me to get rid of him! He knew you and mum would never leave him, now I'll have to finish the job!"
"You will do NO such thing!"
"WHAT is going on here?"
A new presence entered the room. Two people, a man and a woman walked in together. The woman had cropped brown hair and a quiet mousish appearance. The man had cold ice blue eyes, and it was obvious to the three unlucky viewers that these were Remus' parents.
The woman was looking confused and slightly worried, Harry doubted she'd been told the whole story, if she had been told any of the story at all.
The man on the other hand was looking stern yet vaguely shifty. The woman spoke first.
"Ophelia, darling, what has happened, you look like you've been crying!" She gasped "Romulus, where's Remus?"
Romulus ignored her. Ophelia threw her arms around the woman and begun sobbing. Harry caught the word 'mum' in between tears, confirming his suspicion.
"Ophelia, oh Ophelia, darling what happened? Why are you crying sweetie? Darling? Ophelia, what's happened? Ophelia tell me, say something please!" The woman was getting frantic now as her motherly instinct told her something terrible had happened.
The group was led in to another room. On a bed, swathed in white sheets and bandages was Remus. Harry had seen him look worse only once, and that was when Sirius had carried him through the fire last February, after Lucius Malfoy and that cow Umbridge had locked him up. The only way you could tell his face from the sheets was by the dark eyelashes, the eyebrows and the pale lilac lips. Harry imagined that the distinct loss of colour stemmed from blood loss.
The woman (Harry really wished he knew her name so he could stop calling her 'the woman') screamed at the sight of her son and sank to the ground next to his bed, still holding Ophelia. Sirius, James, and Peter all crowded round the other side of the bed, lost for words. Remus was unconscious.
"Is it dead?" Asked the man.
Harry wished he could've hit the man, or hexed him, or thrown him in to a pit of poisonous snakes, but was tragically unable to. Ron, however, accidentally forgot this and ran right through him; it was frustrating having nothing there to take his anger out on. Somehow the three remaining marauders managed to keep their cool even when they actually had the option of punching the guy. Harry was startled to see Peter with tears running down his chubby cheeks, and James with watery eyes. Only Sirius was not on the verge of tears, he looked more like he was on the verge of exploding with anger.
"Sorry dad," Said Romulus nonchalantly "There was some other stupid git nearby. He was a viper..."
"A viper? Figures." The man shook his head "Pity though, I'll have to finish the job myself then..."
"Now that..." Said Dumbledore, his voice deadly calm "Is something I will not allow..."
"What do you think you can do, Dummy?" Everyone gasped at the slander to Dumbledore's name (Except Dumbledore) "You know I have every right to terminate that little demon,"
The woman seemed frozen with shock and despair "No!" She cried out pitifully "Jonathan—Jonathan what have you done?"
"What I should've done a long time ago, Julia!" Sneered the man, staring at the witch on the floor, holding her sobbing daughter. "Getting that hell sent half blood out of our lives!"
"Oh Jonathan, no"
"Julia, don't be foolish, you can come with your husband, son, and daughter and start a new wonderful life, avenging our son's death in Romania, or you can stay with a flea bitten mongrel and starve to death in poverty!"
"Our son isn't dead!"
"HE DIED THE MOMENT HE WAS BITTEN JULIA!" Jonathan thundered. Julia flinched as though she expected him to hit her, "NOW CHOOSE!"
He pulled out a dagger and everyone screamed (Except Dumbledore) Harry almost smiled when the marauders stood protectively over Remus. He remembered back when Ron and Hermione had tried to protect him from Sirius when they still thought he was a mass murderer who had betrayed Harry's parents. But they needn't have worried. The dagger was gone almost two seconds after Jonathan pulled it out. A puff of smoke and Jonathan was left staring stupidly at his empty hand.
"I thought I made myself quite clear, Jonathan, when I told you that I would not allow you to abuse my students in any way, shape or form... Now would you please remove yourself from my presence!" Said Dumbledore in a voice and manner that frightened everyone standing around him.
"Then I will make my exit" Snarled Jonathan, grabbing Romulus' hand "Come on, Ophelia! We're leaving!"
Ophelia stared at him, enraged, "Screw you, arsehole!"
Jonathan turned around angrily "Don't you take that tone with me young lady! You stay here and you'll end up bitten by a werewolf and fatter than you already are!"
"I'M NOT FAT!" She screamed. (And it was indeed, very true, Ophelia was as thin as a bean shoot)
"You'll regret this!" He yelled back "You and the little bastard!"
Unable to take any more insults to his friend's condition, James picked up the nearest object and heaved it at Jonathan's retreating back. Unfortunately, the nearest object happened to be a trolley.
CRASH
"ARGHHHHHH!" Bellowed Jonathan, staggering around "You will regret that, boy!"
And with that, he grabbed Romulus' arm forcefully and threw a handful of powder in to the fireplace.
"Thorpe Acre!" He yelled angrily, disappearing with Romulus into the fire.
And with that, Harry, Ron, and Hermione also disappeared. Back to the future.
(Grins and nods to TokyoTeen13)
(Imitating a supply teacher, Ms. Bjierrgard or something) Oh, you make me so mad I want to jump out of my Danish skin! You will not be having the lunch break! You will spend the lunch break with me!
Heh heh heh
So, Twitches angrily who's seen the third movie? Twitch twitch for those of you who haven't, here's a tip.
DON'T
I can't believe they made Lupin so UGLY! ARGHH! And of course, here's an imitation of the scene in the shrieking shack:
Hermione: If you want to kill Harry, you'll have to kill us too!
Sirius: There will only be one death tonight
Harry: Then it'll be you! (Knocks Sirius to the floor) I hate you!
(Remus enters and disarms Harry)
Sirius: Hello Remus
Remus: You're mad
(They hug)
Hermione: He's a werewolf!
Remus: You're smart.
Harry: I hate you!
Remus: You don't understand! It's about Peter Pettigrew!
(Snape enters)
Snape: (to Sirius) I hate you
Sirius: I hate you too
Snape: You're probably gay with the werewolf. Yay! I captured Sirius Black!
Harry: (Knocks Snape out) What about Pettigrew
Sirius: He's alive, and he's your friend's rat!
Ron: No!
Sirius: Yes!
(Remus and Sirius turn Scabbers back into Pettigrew)
Peter: Remus! Sirius! My friends!
Sirius: Let's kill him!
Remus: O.k!
Harry: No! We'll give him to the dementors!
Remus and Sirius: O.k.
(They all leave the shack while making amusing comments that never appeared in the book)
Sirius: Wanna live with me?
Harry: O.k!
Remus: (Turns in to a werewolf) Grrrrrr!
Sirius: Oh dear.
Yes, that's what it was like (Okay, so I exaggerated, so sue me) anyway, for everyone else...
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Once again, thank you everyone and until next time! (For there will be a next time)
You see, I was bitten by the plague of WRITER'S BLOCK! That and my Remus angst muse died due to the lack of good fics on this site. (Hint: If any of you know any good ones, tell me about them and I might just update sooner) I spent many weeks in mourning before I finally plucked up the strength of will to create a new muse.
Another pathetic excuse is that I believe in my heart that I am beginning to accept Sirius' death. I feel like such a traitor to poor Siri.
On the bright side, my father has forgotten this account exists, which was helped by the fact that he has neither read the books nor seen the movies and I assured him that he would never understand it. I am hoping that one day he will forget that I exist.
I forgot why I started writing this fic, and that is to give readers who were sick of Remus romances and slash to have something that they could count on reading at least once a week. I have broken my promise and must now punish myself.
If any of my regular readers are still out there, then I must apologise sincerely, and I will, in future, try and do my best to update on a more regular basis.
I feel I must especially apologise to one of my most loyal reviewers, This Parrot has ceased to be, to whom I promised that something like this would never happen again after my computer broke down last summer. As usual, anyone who has reviewed me since my last update will receive a special little message at the end of the fic.
Without further delay I will write this chapter, and hope my skills as an authoress haven't gone drastically downhill.
Chapter: Is mortals chiefest enemy
"Can't we just see one more memory?" Pleaded Harry, while Ron whined along with him.
Hermione gave them a look. Harry and Ron tried to look cute, but probably ended up just looking stupid.
They had recently realised that their wands had appeared along with them, and according to Hermione, just by pointing them at Romulus and saying "Forward" followed by whatever amount of time you wanted to go forward, they could skip through the memories with ease. The downside to this was that they couldn't see all the memories of Romulus Lupin, meaning there would be even less of the marauders to see.
And they had just forwarded one week from the sorting for an experiment.
To cut a long story short...
It worked.
Harry and Ron begged and pleaded to be allowed to look at this memory or that memory, but Hermione always sternly reminded them that while they were having fun, Lupin and Sirius were probably suffering.
Harry was still reluctant about leaving the memory scape, but reminded himself that Moony and Padfoot were so much more important than that. And besides, they could always tell him more when they all got back.
So after much experimentation, they had determined that Romulus' pensieve lasted for only three years and six months. So for some reason, he left Hogwarts in the middle of his fourth year. Harry doubted he could stand four days with the jerk, let alone four years.
The marauders were in detention. Not very surprising, yet still amusing to watch.
Apparently, this time they had angered the German DADA teacher, Professor Schadenfreude, by putting a soup cube on top of his showerhead. The unlucky teacher still smelled of tomatoes.
"OH!" Yelled the Professor "You make me so mad I vont to jump out of my German skin!"
The marauders were hard pressed not to laugh. Harry, Ron and Hermione had no such restraints and immediately laughed so hard that, had they been drinking anything it would have come up out of their noses.
Harry got the impression however, that like the majority, Schadenfreude deserved everything he got, as he was especially mean about Remus' condition. Although, only Peter, James and Sirius were in detention, as they had pulled the prank specially to avenge Remus.
Harry perched on the desk next to where his dad was sitting, making jokes with Sirius. Remus (Who had /definitely/ had a growth spurt, making him taller than James) grinned at the others as he left. Harry moved to sit next to his dad, but Hermione stopped him.
"I want to go with Remus," She explained.
Harry rolled his eyes "Well go with him then!"
Hermione blushed "I can't," She muttered "We have to all stay together..."
"But we can't Hermione, I want to stay with my dad!" Harry said angrily. It was all right for her. She saw her parents all the time. But if the memories of a psycho were all he had of his parents, didn't he have the right to choose where they went?
Hermione looked at him pleadingly, he wouldn't relent. She huffed and sat down on a desk next to Peter Pettigrew. She then realised she was sitting next to Peter Pettigrew, and hastily removed herself to the other side of the room.
Ron shrugged; she'd get over it. But Harry was still looking offended.
He soon forgot about Hermione's strange request as time went on, the marauders delighted in pranking Schadenfreude behind his back. Well, James and Sirius delighted in pranking, Peter was satisfied just to watch.
Schadenfreude was pelted by little bits of paper, sweets, chewing gum, small stones and occasionally frogs. Once in a while his hair would change colour and anyone else unlucky enough to be stuck in detention would barely be able to control his or her laughter. Even Hermione was giggling along with the rest
Half an hour later there was an ominous knock at the door.
Perhaps that is going to far, the knock really didn't have anything ominous about it. But Harry had developed a knack for sensing trouble, and this was definitely trouble.
McGonagall entered the room, followed closely by a bewildered looking chestnut-haired seventh year from Ravenclaw
"Excuse me, Professor Schadenfreude, could I borrow Potter, Black, and Pettigrew for a moment?"
McGonagall looked pale and fairly shaken, as if something dreadful had just happened. The Marauders missed this however, but didn't seem so bewildered.
"Ophelia, my love!" Exclaimed Sirius dramatically.
James and Peter snickered as Ophelia cuffed Sirius upside the head. Harry doubted that the two were actually going out, as Sirius (above the average height) Barely came up to the girl's chin.
"Save it for the crazy freak who drowns herself, Black. The two of you would go great together—same level of sanity..."
Black grasped his chest as though mortally wounded "Alas, dear friends, she loves me naught..."
"Not, you idiot, I love you not!"
McGonagall still had not spoken of her purpose in bringing the group together.
"Oh, Ophelia—"
"Zippit you wanker!" Ordered the brunette. The others were hasty to obey, "Now, ordinarily when you losers are called together by McGonagall, you've gotten yourselves in to some deep shit. But the only reason I could possibly consider for why I'M here with you, is that something's happened to my brother..."
"Remus?" Asked Peter
"No," Said Ophelia sarcastically "Romulus. 'Cause the teachers all know how much you love him!"
A shadow passed over the girls face at the mention of Romulus. Harry, meanwhile, wondered why Remus had never told him he had a sister. He'd hate to think that she was dead.
The rest of the journey had passed in silence. The observing trio were disheartened when they realised that the destination was hospital wing.
"Professor McGonagall!" Shouted James "What's going on?"
"Professor where's my brother?"
McGonagall held up a hand, silencing them, "The headmaster will explain it to you..." She said thickly "Miss Lupin, your parents will be arriving shortly—"
"My PARENTS?" Yelled Ophelia "Professor, what the HELL is"
"Miss Lupin," Cut in a familiar voice. Dumbledore. "There is no need to shout, Ophelia... your brother will live—"
"HE'LL LIVE!?" Ophelia was visibly enraged and stressed out. Her cheeks had gone red and her eyes were bloodshot.
"Hush now!" Dumbledore raised a finger to his lips "You had better come inside Ophelia... and you too Mr Black... Yes Mr Potter and Mr Pettigrew you had better come in as well..."
"Professor..."
"Not now Mr Potter, Mr Snape had better explain it to you I think—"
Now that caused an uproar.
While the marauders and Ophelia were shouting themselves hoarse, Harry turned to the other two. "You don't think Snape... Tried to kill Lupin, do you?" He asked
"Maybe he accidentally went too far..." Said Hermione uncertainly
"Or maybe he's just a stupid greasy murdering bas—"
"Ron!" Hermione snapped, "How many times must we tell you, SNAPE IS NOT EVIL!"
"But we know he /was/ a death eater once, so—"
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE SNAPE!?" Roared Sirius as he stormed into the hospital wing, eyes blazing and looking ready to kill. Harry, Ron, and Hermione followed hastily. A fifteen-year-old Severus Snape was sitting in a chair, visibly on the verge of a panic attack and covered in blood. Taken back by the appearance of his foe, Sirius stopped dead in his tracks. Ophelia however was fuelled to go forward by this sight and immediately grabbed Snape by the lapels and shook him hard.
"YOU BASTARD! YOU BASTARD, YOU KILLED MY BROTHER, DIDN'T YOU? DIDN'T YOU?"
"Miss Lupin, please calm down!" Said Dumbledore in a voice far too calm for the situation "Mr Snape has not harmed your brother—indeed, he has probably saved him!"
"WHAT!?" Yelled seven voices simultaneously, That is... The marauders, Ophelia, and the intrepid trio. Snape? Save Lupin? It did not seem possible. Of all the strange occurrences they just had to add the most confusing one of all...
Dumbledore sighed, "Perhaps you'd better explain, Mr Snape..."
Snape looked as though explaining to three very angry enemies of his and an enraged overprotective big sister of someone who was obviously in some sort of mortal peril was the last thing he wanted to do at the moment. But after receiving a stern look from Professor McGonagall, he decided to speak. Or rather, squeak...
"I-I-I I was just ......leaving p-p-p-potions w-when I saw Lupin... and we...uhh... we threw insults at each other... and... and then—"
"Get to the point, Snivellus!" Snarled Sirius
"Then-Romulus-came-in-and-stabbed-him-and-I-carried-him-to-hospital-wing!"
"ROMULUS DID WHAT!?" Screamed Ophelia
Harry and Ron gasped in shock, Hermione screamed. The Marauders stopped glaring and lost all colour in their faces.
"'Strue, 'Phelia..." Stated a bored voice from the corner. Everyone, memory or viewer, turned around to look at Romulus Lupin, still with the little halo above his head, slouching in a chair in the corner. Sirius and James both ran, fists at the ready to harm Romulus in whatever way possible, but Ophelia got there first.
SMACK
"HOW COULD YOU!" She shrieked "YOU KILLED YOUR OWN BROTHER! YOUR TWIN!"
The marauders stopped dead in their tracks, as Ophelia, in her current state of anger, probably was too far gone to differentiate friend from foe.
"Miss Lupin, please, calm yourself!"
"He's not my brother! He's a—"
Dumbledore gained an expression of extreme panic at this, and motioned for Romulus to be silent. Beneath the worry, however, Harry could recognise a terrible anger in his eyes "I think, perhaps, that it is time Mr Snape went back to his common room..." He suggested.
Madame Pomfrey, in tears, pulled Snape up to his feet and pushed him towards McGonagall. The Transfiguration professor Ushered Snape out of the room. Romulus called after him,
"I'll kill you too, viper!"
Snape whipped his head around and sneered at the psycho before disappearing to the other side of the door.
The remaining figures breathed heavily. Through her anger, Ophelia managed to speak "Now, my DEAR brother, what were you saying..."
"That mongrel is not my brother," Hissed Romulus. Harry could feel his blood start to boil, and by the looks of it, so was everyone else's. Even Dumbledore was looking angry.
And when Dumbledore starts to get angry, you know the fireworks are going to fly.
Romulus seemed immune to the murderous glares directed at him, "I hate him, and you should too!" He snapped, "He's nothing but a flea-bitten—"
"Don't you dare—"
"Filthy little—"
"Shut up before you—"
"Mudblood-loving—"
"You're going to regret—"
"MONSTER!"
There was a deadly silence.
"YES! A monster! A deadly murderous cold-blooded werewolf! It's not like he has feelings anyway! They should all be killed and mounted on the wall—AHHHH!"
'AHHHH' was not part of whatever nonsense Romulus thought about his twin. It was instead the noise he made when Sirius kicked him between the legs.
"One more word out of you and I'll..."
"Do your worst, Black!" Hissed Romulus, clutching his privates, Harry noticed that his voice was strangely high, and would have laughed had the situation not been so utterly void of humour, "Our father is coming to pick us up Ophelia..." He wheezed "He entrusted me to get rid of the werewolf so me, you, and mum could go off with him..."
Ophelia sank to the floor in horror, as if she had been mortally wounded in a battle she could never hope to win... "Dad told you to do this?" She whispered
"Yeah, dad!" Sneered Romulus "We're going to live in Romania..."
"Romania?" She gasped "But... but what about school and my NEWT's and... and..."
"'Snot like Romania doesn't have schools,"
"But my friends!"
"Ahhh, you'll make new ones..."
Ophelia stood up with an almost renewed strength and glared defiantly down at her little brother "No I wont," She snapped
"Of course you will—"
"No. I won't. And I wont because I'm not going to Romania, I'm staying here with Remus!"
Romulus groaned, "That's why dad told me to get rid of him! He knew you and mum would never leave him, now I'll have to finish the job!"
"You will do NO such thing!"
"WHAT is going on here?"
A new presence entered the room. Two people, a man and a woman walked in together. The woman had cropped brown hair and a quiet mousish appearance. The man had cold ice blue eyes, and it was obvious to the three unlucky viewers that these were Remus' parents.
The woman was looking confused and slightly worried, Harry doubted she'd been told the whole story, if she had been told any of the story at all.
The man on the other hand was looking stern yet vaguely shifty. The woman spoke first.
"Ophelia, darling, what has happened, you look like you've been crying!" She gasped "Romulus, where's Remus?"
Romulus ignored her. Ophelia threw her arms around the woman and begun sobbing. Harry caught the word 'mum' in between tears, confirming his suspicion.
"Ophelia, oh Ophelia, darling what happened? Why are you crying sweetie? Darling? Ophelia, what's happened? Ophelia tell me, say something please!" The woman was getting frantic now as her motherly instinct told her something terrible had happened.
The group was led in to another room. On a bed, swathed in white sheets and bandages was Remus. Harry had seen him look worse only once, and that was when Sirius had carried him through the fire last February, after Lucius Malfoy and that cow Umbridge had locked him up. The only way you could tell his face from the sheets was by the dark eyelashes, the eyebrows and the pale lilac lips. Harry imagined that the distinct loss of colour stemmed from blood loss.
The woman (Harry really wished he knew her name so he could stop calling her 'the woman') screamed at the sight of her son and sank to the ground next to his bed, still holding Ophelia. Sirius, James, and Peter all crowded round the other side of the bed, lost for words. Remus was unconscious.
"Is it dead?" Asked the man.
Harry wished he could've hit the man, or hexed him, or thrown him in to a pit of poisonous snakes, but was tragically unable to. Ron, however, accidentally forgot this and ran right through him; it was frustrating having nothing there to take his anger out on. Somehow the three remaining marauders managed to keep their cool even when they actually had the option of punching the guy. Harry was startled to see Peter with tears running down his chubby cheeks, and James with watery eyes. Only Sirius was not on the verge of tears, he looked more like he was on the verge of exploding with anger.
"Sorry dad," Said Romulus nonchalantly "There was some other stupid git nearby. He was a viper..."
"A viper? Figures." The man shook his head "Pity though, I'll have to finish the job myself then..."
"Now that..." Said Dumbledore, his voice deadly calm "Is something I will not allow..."
"What do you think you can do, Dummy?" Everyone gasped at the slander to Dumbledore's name (Except Dumbledore) "You know I have every right to terminate that little demon,"
The woman seemed frozen with shock and despair "No!" She cried out pitifully "Jonathan—Jonathan what have you done?"
"What I should've done a long time ago, Julia!" Sneered the man, staring at the witch on the floor, holding her sobbing daughter. "Getting that hell sent half blood out of our lives!"
"Oh Jonathan, no"
"Julia, don't be foolish, you can come with your husband, son, and daughter and start a new wonderful life, avenging our son's death in Romania, or you can stay with a flea bitten mongrel and starve to death in poverty!"
"Our son isn't dead!"
"HE DIED THE MOMENT HE WAS BITTEN JULIA!" Jonathan thundered. Julia flinched as though she expected him to hit her, "NOW CHOOSE!"
He pulled out a dagger and everyone screamed (Except Dumbledore) Harry almost smiled when the marauders stood protectively over Remus. He remembered back when Ron and Hermione had tried to protect him from Sirius when they still thought he was a mass murderer who had betrayed Harry's parents. But they needn't have worried. The dagger was gone almost two seconds after Jonathan pulled it out. A puff of smoke and Jonathan was left staring stupidly at his empty hand.
"I thought I made myself quite clear, Jonathan, when I told you that I would not allow you to abuse my students in any way, shape or form... Now would you please remove yourself from my presence!" Said Dumbledore in a voice and manner that frightened everyone standing around him.
"Then I will make my exit" Snarled Jonathan, grabbing Romulus' hand "Come on, Ophelia! We're leaving!"
Ophelia stared at him, enraged, "Screw you, arsehole!"
Jonathan turned around angrily "Don't you take that tone with me young lady! You stay here and you'll end up bitten by a werewolf and fatter than you already are!"
"I'M NOT FAT!" She screamed. (And it was indeed, very true, Ophelia was as thin as a bean shoot)
"You'll regret this!" He yelled back "You and the little bastard!"
Unable to take any more insults to his friend's condition, James picked up the nearest object and heaved it at Jonathan's retreating back. Unfortunately, the nearest object happened to be a trolley.
CRASH
"ARGHHHHHH!" Bellowed Jonathan, staggering around "You will regret that, boy!"
And with that, he grabbed Romulus' arm forcefully and threw a handful of powder in to the fireplace.
"Thorpe Acre!" He yelled angrily, disappearing with Romulus into the fire.
And with that, Harry, Ron, and Hermione also disappeared. Back to the future.
(Grins and nods to TokyoTeen13)
(Imitating a supply teacher, Ms. Bjierrgard or something) Oh, you make me so mad I want to jump out of my Danish skin! You will not be having the lunch break! You will spend the lunch break with me!
Heh heh heh
So, Twitches angrily who's seen the third movie? Twitch twitch for those of you who haven't, here's a tip.
DON'T
I can't believe they made Lupin so UGLY! ARGHH! And of course, here's an imitation of the scene in the shrieking shack:
Hermione: If you want to kill Harry, you'll have to kill us too!
Sirius: There will only be one death tonight
Harry: Then it'll be you! (Knocks Sirius to the floor) I hate you!
(Remus enters and disarms Harry)
Sirius: Hello Remus
Remus: You're mad
(They hug)
Hermione: He's a werewolf!
Remus: You're smart.
Harry: I hate you!
Remus: You don't understand! It's about Peter Pettigrew!
(Snape enters)
Snape: (to Sirius) I hate you
Sirius: I hate you too
Snape: You're probably gay with the werewolf. Yay! I captured Sirius Black!
Harry: (Knocks Snape out) What about Pettigrew
Sirius: He's alive, and he's your friend's rat!
Ron: No!
Sirius: Yes!
(Remus and Sirius turn Scabbers back into Pettigrew)
Peter: Remus! Sirius! My friends!
Sirius: Let's kill him!
Remus: O.k!
Harry: No! We'll give him to the dementors!
Remus and Sirius: O.k.
(They all leave the shack while making amusing comments that never appeared in the book)
Sirius: Wanna live with me?
Harry: O.k!
Remus: (Turns in to a werewolf) Grrrrrr!
Sirius: Oh dear.
Yes, that's what it was like (Okay, so I exaggerated, so sue me) anyway, for everyone else...
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