HEY! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO ALL MY GAPS!
I just looked over my story and noticed that all the little lines of stars (Which smart people call asterisks) were gone! Wtf? And it wasn't just the lines; the stars I used to describe actions were gone too, making it practically impossible to read the fic!
Okay, so that was an exaggeration, but still, what am I going to do
Oh, I didn't mention did I? Well I now have my very own Laptop on which I am writing this chapter! Yay!
Has anyone else had problems with stars not showing up? Or anything else not showing up? If they have please tell me... not that it will help, but hey... it's nice to know you're not alone!
In this latest instalment, which is too short for words, everyone meets up and stuff. Oh just read the damn thing!
An eerie cold voice sounded in Harry's ear, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. He didn't have to turn around to know that it was Romulus Lupin, and he felt a surge of hatred after what he had just seen for the bastard who... who... He was far too angry to finish that thought.
"Romulus," He said between gritted teeth.
Romulus smirked unpleasantly and Harry once again found himself wondering how he could ever have mistaken him for Remus. "I recognise you now... Potter, wasn't it? You're related to that lunatic James Potter?"
"Don't you dare insult my father!" Hissed Harry angrily
"Your father? Well I can't say I'm surprised, what with the way Potter was always hanging around those Gryffindor sluts," He laughed, "You probably have about a hundred half brothers and sisters around the country!"
Harry saw red and tried to kick at Romulus, but then realised that he couldn't actually move. He was able to turn his head far enough to see that Ron and Hermione had been subjected to a full bodybind curse. Harry, meanwhile was in a bodybind from the neck downwards, enabling him to speak.
Romulus continued with his rant about Harry's family, and Harry found himself comparing the jerk to that bully Malfoy. "But of course, I can tell who your mother was... don't remember her name though..."
"What do you want with me?"
Romulus laughed, "What do I want with you?" He asked, "What makes you assume I want anything to do with you, boy?" He shook his head "You randomly appear at my home, probably sent by dear old Remus so he could plot his revenge, and ask me what I want with you?"
"Remus didn't send us," Harry said coolly
"Oh you expect me to believe that? You're more foolish than I thought, Potter... I know the way my brother's mind works. He sent you here so he could have an excuse to come himself and kill my family and I while we slept. He's obsessed with revenge, that werewolf, he'd do anything to hurt me..."
What?
Remus Lupin, Moony, obsessed with revenge and killing? Harry couldn't even begin to fathom how Romulus had figured that out. Perhaps the fact that Harry was quite sure he was clinically insane had something to do with the misconception. Perhaps Romulus actually hoped to get Harry to turn against Remus by convincing him that werewolves were pure evil. Either way, Harry was getting fed up with that jerks' prejudice against werewolves and tried to form a plan to get everyone out safely.
Romulus continued ranting, "Of course, unlike so many cases I've come across over the years, dear Remus was always so good at hiding it. He could've just started crying like a girl and everyone would love him. Well, they wouldn't if they knew what he was!"
He spat the words out as though any words that described his brother left a bad taste in his mouth. He said 'cases' as though they weren't even sentient creatures. The worst part though, was that it was true that people would hate him if they knew what he was.
"I'm glad though..." Romulus said, "I can finally get rid of him after all these years of waiting, worrying about the safety of my children, which I should never of had to worry about!" He snarled angrily.
Harry's heart skipped a beat, "What do you mean?" He asked, positively dreading the answer.
"Thanks to you, my long lost twin has finally made his reappearance in my life, just when everything was going so well..."
Oh no.
"And even better, his idiotic boyfriend Serial Black came with him, so that's two birds with one stone! Only I can't kill Black, can I? Tragically, although he has the same brain as a flobberworm, he's as human as you or I. Well, maybe not quite as human as me, but human give or take..."
Harry's heart dropped down to his stomach now he knew for sure that Remus and Sirius were here. He didn't even bother to cry out in indignation at the slander to Remus and Sirius' friendship, or to correct Romulus on Sirius' name. But what was interesting was that Romulus seemed to have no idea what had happened in Britain since he left. Harry wondered if he'd even heard of Voldemort. He decided no, as if the bastard had heard of him then he would have dropped everything he had to go join him.
But this was good in a way, because it meant that Romulus didn't know that Sirius was wanted for murder all over the country. Otherwise he'd have turned him in to the authorities at the drop of a hat.
"Well," Said Romulus, looking a little out of breath, "I'm going to put you somewhere quiet until my father and I figure out what to do with you..."
And with that, he levitated them about ten centimetres in to the air and magically dragged them behind him. Harry remained silent; knowing that nothing he said could help him. Ron on the other hand, would have screamed and yelled for all he was worth about the prejudice bastards Romulus and his family were. Hermione had tears in her eyes.
Harry's thoughts were wild and confused when he passed through corridor to corridor, trying not to look at the mounted werewolf heads.
They eventually came back to the dining room, where Harry instantly saw Sirius and Remus tied to two chairs.
"SIRIUS!" He called, Sirius' head snapped up and turned to face him. He began another hopeless struggle to escape from his magically tied bonds.
"HARRY!" He cried back. One of Romulus' brother or cousin-in-laws slapped him hard across the mouth, splitting his lip.
Remus was unconscious and his temple was bleeding.
"Get them up," Said Jonathan, creeping in from the shadows, Harry was thunderstruck to see Fred and George Weasley also unconscious and tied to chairs.
A man with a unibrow grabbed the twins while one who had his hair in a long plait stunned Sirius before dragging him to the other side of the room. Romulus carried Remus himself and Harry, Ron and Hermione followed, pushed by Anastasia. They were pulled out of the room through many more corridors and a typically evil looking spiral staircase, decorated with flaming torches every few steps.
Apart from the torches, Harry found himself travelling in utter darkness. It was an unnerving feeling, and he couldn't help but feel elated whenever they passed by a torch.
Soon, they were lead in to a mouldy smelling room, which was dripping. The seven unlucky companions were dumped unceremoniously on to the floor where the men unbinded them, then left, slamming the door and turning the key.
Upon being thrown to the ground, Remus regained consciousness. He did not however, in his wildest imaginings, expect what happened next,"
"Remus, amigo?" Came a voice from the corner, "Is it you?"
The group turned to see a dark-skinned young man looking cold, miserable, hungry and shocked.
"Nacho?!"Reaper: Ha, I couldn't resist!
Thank you everybody (Neoma (thanks for the stories, update!), This Parrot has ceased to be (Kittens are cute... ah well, it'll be a chocolate kitten!), Howling Wolf22 (Cowers from Cyclone and types like her life depends on it), Seven, Birdie, and xxaninsomiacsnightmarexx(PoA is my favourite too!) and I apologise for the fact that this chapter is so short (and probably crappy) but I'm a bit pressed for time. Blame my school for making us go camping.
Who's seen 'Troy'? I have. Who thought it was good? Ah, it was all right... sometimes!
See you all next week! (Or possibly the week after)