Title: Laurel's Spazzy Ideas
Rating: Probably PG, perhaps PG-13, who knows? Some where in-between there, at most PG-13 just to be safe. God knows what this mindless authoress would write...x]
Disclaimer: I, sadly, own nothing of J.K. Rowling's, and nothing in the HP universe. If I did, do you think _____ would have died?!?! OF COURSE NOT!
Summary: Okay, Laurel is determined to be near her bf even when he wolf's out. So, when Laurel's determined, trouble usually starts.
Author's Note: Okay…I am sorry I haven't updated in like months (literally) but its been really hard to find inspiration for this story, even thought I know exactly what I want to do with it in the long run. So, here I am, trying to write yet another chapter in the direction of where I want to go.
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"Wake up!" Laurel hissed, prodding at Treasure rather hard. "Whaattt?" Treasure moaned sleepily, rolling over and turning her back to Laurel. "Oh, bloody hell. Get up!" Laurel snapped, pulling out her want and poking Treasure in the back. Treasure sat up and spun around, her eyes wide. "Laurel, what are you trying to do, kill me? God, what the hell was that, I think you burned a hole through my shirt!" Treasure yelped. Laurel rolled her eyes and whispered lumos so that the tip of her wand lit up.
It had been about a month since Valentines day, and it was the first night of a full moon, once again. "I cant take it anymore, Tres. I hate having to be away from Remus three days a month, because he is so worn out that he doesn't want to snap at me or whatever. I mean, does he honestly think that I care if he gets a little pissy once a month? I go through a lot worse, PMS-wise, and he deals with it," she said. Treasure yawned. "Laurel, you did not wake me up at -" she checked her watch, "2:30 in the morning to tell me that you cannot bear to be away from Remus for three nights each month. Its not like you spend nights together anyway, what's the big deal? So he changes into a blood thirsty beast for three nights. Do you honestly want to be around him then?" she asked irritably. Laurel's face fell.
"Well, no, but if there was something that I could do so that I could be around him for those nights…"
"Well, lets see, you could let him bite you so that you both have to go hide in the Whomping Willow. But, if it comes to that, we might have little werewolves running around," Treasure said sarcastically, running a hand through her tangled hair. Laurel glared at her. "I came to you because I thought you'd care." she said angrily.
"Laurel, you know I care. I care loads. But not when you wake me up by burning me, and not when we have to study for exams that come up in about two months…and what would the point be? It's just three days," Treasure answered tiredly. Laurel frowned, "It's not just three days. I can deal with the three days. But I don't want him to think that I hold it against him that he…changes…every month. Because I don't hold it against him. I figure that if I can find some way to be with him, he wont feel bad anymore." Laurel murmured quietly.
"I hardly think he thinks that," Treasure said, and try as she might, she was starting to wake up. "But he does, he always feels so horrible about it, and whenever I try to tell him that it's totally okay, he doesn't believe me, or he goes all silent. Like he still cant believe that he's just going to have to live with it, and like he's ashamed that I know,"
Treasure sighed again, Laurel looked genuinely distraught. Treasure bit her lip and stared at the ceiling, trying to adopt a part of Lily into herself and avoid the very bad idea that was slowly dawning on her. Don't even go there, Treasure, she thought to herself. Don't even think about it… No such luck.
"Well, I can tell that I'm not going to be getting any more sleep tonight," Treasure said slowly, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. Laurel looked up and grinned, her silver eyes twinkling in the moonlight that made its way through and open curtain.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking, L?" Treasure whispered, to make sure that Lily wouldn't wake up. If Lily only knew what they were about to do, she'd throw a fit and then kill them.
"Why don't we pay a visit to the Whomping Willow?"
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"I cant believe I'm doing this. I mean, I'm stupid, but I'm not this stupid. What if we get caught?" Treasure hissed furiously to herself. Laurel gave her a look as they walked down the halls of Hogwarts. "I mean, we don't even have an Invisibility Cloak. Could this get any stupider?" Treasure ranted on. Laurel elbowed her in the ribs. "Shut up, you'll wake up the dead," she whispered angrily. They were nearly to one of the school's many exits.
The whole school was silent and still, as if Laurel and Treasure were the only two conscious people in its entirety. When they finally reached outdoors, it was even quieter. "This is creepy," Treasure said, although it was a fact that was not needed to be spoken. "Do ya really think so?" Laurel snapped, tugging Treasure's arm as they made their way down the path to the Forbidden Forest. Treasure grinned and let go of Laurel's arm, walking ahead quickly.
"How many points do you reckon they'd take from our Houses if we're caught," she said with impish delight, walking backwards and looking up at the sky. It looked like it was going to rain.. "You are a sick person," Laurel answered as she lit her wand once again. Treasure looked at her companion disgustedly, mostly glaring at the wand. "I'm warning you, veela-girl, if you poke me with that again, I'm gonna curse you into the next century and leave you here for your lover boy to find," she said. Laurel rolled her eyes and started walking ahead. Treasure thought about trying to find Aelia, but decided against it as it was dark and they were about to go looking for a werewolf.
"Do you know where the Whomping Will is?" Laurel asked. Treasure looked at her friend witheringly, "Was this my idea?" she asked. Laurel blinked, "Actually, it was," she said. Treasure gritted her teeth, "Yes, but it wouldn't have been my idea if you hadn't woken me up," she muttered darkly, holding her wand out in front of her and whispering "Point me,"
The wand hovered in mid air and spun around lazily, streaks of red and gold spinning in the air with it. Treasure waited patiently as her wand slowly came to a stop, pointing them towards a direction that seemed even darker than the path they were already on. "Oh, wonderful. Laurel, do we have to do this?" Treasure whined. Laurel looked frightened herself, but she pushed her chin up and grabbed Treasure's arm, pulling her along slowly. "Yes, we have to do this. I mean, Remus is all by himself!" she said. Treasure sighed. "All right," she said, biting her lips to keep from grinning. They continued walking, stumbling on roots of trees that seemed to be determined to make them fall.
"You know, this is actually quite thrilling," Treasure said flatly, turning around to look at her friend. Laurel didn't respond, but had stopped walking and was staring up at something, her face frozen in fear. Treasure blinked and turned slowly, coming eye to eight eyes with a four foot tall spider. "Oh, you have got to be kidding me…" she whispered hoarsely as the spider started clicking madly. Treasure backed away slowly, but the spider had blocked the path to the Whomping Willow. They'd have to go around, and risk facing another spider, or worse things in the forest, and getting lost.
"Treasure, what do we do?" Laurel squeaked, her eyes huge and frightened. The spider didn't move, only looked at them. Treasure swallowed hard. "Don't move, maybe it'll go away," she said. Which proved to be the exact wrong words. The spider jumped forward, and Laurel screamed, her voice cutting through the thick silence like a dagger. Treasure darted out of the way, her body working without her mind. Laurel continued to shriek as the spider turned around and crept towards them, taking its time. "Laurel, shut up!" Treasure snapped, running over and grabbing her friend by the wrist. "Run, dammnit!" she shouted, bolting off. Laurel, however, remained rooted to the spot, staring at the spider in horror. "Oh, this is ridiculous," Treasure growled, running back. The spider was right before Laurel, reaching closer with its pincers. Just then, the direness of the situation hit Treasure hard. She ran faster and bellowed "Stupefy!" and watched as red light burst from her wand, hitting the spider and knocking it off course. It fell to the ground and twitched, but was quickly resuming strength in its legs, and would be up in no time.
"Laurel, come on, wake up, damn it!" Treasure moaned, fear flooding her. Laurel had fainted. Treasure bit her lip and tried to remember the revival spell, as the spider crawled closer on unsteady legs. "Lucky for us you're not that big," Treasure griped, standing up and holding her wand out. She shot off sparks from the tip of her wand, having little effect on the spider. It paused for a moment and then continued walking. Treasure bit her lip and thought of a spell, "Impedimenta!" she screamed, and the spider slowed down considerably. Treasure felt herself shaking, and knew that they were really in for it as soon as the spell wore off. "Damn you and your spazzy ideas, Laurel," she growled, dragging her friend farther away from the slow moving spider. She wracked her brain for the revival spell, finally remembering it and using it to wake up her friend. "Wha happened?" Laurel groaned, turning to look in the direction of the spider. "Oh, no you don't," Treasure said, blocking her line of vision. "I will not have you fainting on me again, you ninny. There is a four foot spider over there, and thankfully my spell is holding out, but it wont for long. Now get up, and we're gonna run while we have the chance," Treasure said, hoisting up Laurel and nearly falling over as she tried to regain balance. The spider was moving freakishly slow. "Why are we here?" Laurel asked, as Treasure started to run.
"Because of you and your obsession with your boyfriend," Treasure sneered, fear driving her to run faster. It was amazing how she could still think coherently. They heard crashing behind them, and knew it was the spider. The spell had worn off. "Run faster," Treasure yelled, her voice muffled as the spider jumped on her and tackled her to the ground. Laurel screamed and blurted the first spell that came to mind. "Expelliarmus!"
"Oh, gee, that's gonna do a lot," Treasure grunted, her arms pinned to her sides as the spiders pincers came closer to her neck. And actually, it did. The pincers, that were inches close to decapitating Treasure, vanished, and the spider screamed in rage. Treasure shrieked, her fear finally taking over (she was a bit slow), and bucked, trying to get away from the spider. Laurel screamed another spell, and the spider collapsed onto Treasure, knocking the air out of her. Laurel inched over slowly.
"Get it off me!" Treasure screamed, wriggling desperately. Laurel found her friend's shoulders and pulled. "Never again will I listen to you," Treasure gasped, her face flushed and sweaty. "Oh, you're having fun, don't deny it," Laurel said, grinning. Treasure narrowed her eyes, and then grinned. "Adrenaline junkie," Laurel accused. "You're mad," Treasure snapped.
"Barking," Laurel agreed.
Treasure sighed and bit her lip as she put weight on her left ankle. "Not only do I have to lug your ass around cuz you're too damn scared of a spider to help me, now I have a broken ankle." she grumbled. "If it was broken, you would be walking now would you?" Laurel asked. Treasure was about to retort when she stopped short and stared. They'd reached a clearing, and before them stood the Whomping Willow in all its psychotic glory.
"Okay, it's time to leave," Treasure squeaked, jumping back as the branches swung about madly, trying to destroy air. "Laurel?" Treasure asked, turning and not seeing her friend by her. She turned back and saw Laurel running through the clearing, and through the branches. "Oh, for God's sake!" Treasure groaned, sprinting as fast as she could on her bad ankle. She put her arms up, but couldn't help being knocked to the side by a particularly large branch. She groaned and stayed low, the branches flying over her, so close that they ruffled her hair. "Laurel, wait!" Treasure screamed, and she saw the shimmering blonde head a few yards in front of her crouch low and pause. The moon made the veela's face glow ivory, and Treasure glared, quickly flattening herself against the ground so she wouldn't be decapitated. "Let's see if you get a birthday present," she muttered, scrambling over to Laurel. Laurel just grinned and kept crawling, until they reached the trunk of the Willow. "Now what, genius?" Treasure snapped, hissing as a branch smacked her across the face. Laurel bit her lip and reached forward. "Don't touch it!" Treasure cried, but it was too late, and Laurel had pressed the knob in the tree trunk. The branches froze. "You are so lucky it didn't start firing eggplants at us or something," Treasure said. Laurel looked at her like she was nuts, "You say the stupidest things, you know that?"
Treasure glared, and thought vaguely that her face might get stuck in that expression if she spent any more time with Laurel. "Well, whose idea was this?" Laurel said nothing and headed around the tree, looking for an entrance. Finding one, she disappeared in, and Treasure sighed, and began to follow.
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"This is beyond cool," Laurel said, looking around the dusty old shake. Ratty blankets served as rugs on the floor, and the wood was creaky and cracked. It was the very essence of haunted, and Laurel was loving every minute of it. "Can we just find your boyfriend and leave?" Treasure said irritably, her sore ankle twinging each time she stepped on it. She put her hand to her face, delighted to find blood pouring from what had seemed like a shallow cut. "Laurel, if I get a scar, I am seriously going to feed you to Remus next full moon," she threatened. "Shut up," Laurel whispered, heading to a rackety old stair case.
Now, Treasure was always a reckless person, but she had a seriously bad feeling about what would happen if they went down that staircase. "Laurel, I don't think you should go down there," she warned. Laurel waved her off, placing one foot on the first step. "No, really, you shouldn't go down there," Treasure muttered. "Why?" Laurel hadn't even finished the word when a shriek erupted from below. Treasure darted to Laurel's side and clapped a hand over her mouth before she could scream. They fell back against the stairs, Laurel on top of Treasure's ankle, and both were shaking for long minutes after the shriek had ended.
"That's why," Treasure panted. "W-was that Remus?" Laurel asked, her eyes wide and her face paler than normal for a veela. Treasure shrugged, "I don't think so. That was the werewolf…which is why we should leave. Right now," she said, pushing Laurel off her and getting up slowly. "We cant leave, we came all this way!" Laurel said.
"Yeah, and I've lived for fifteen years. That's a long way too, I don't want to die just yet!" Treasure snapped. Laurel's face hardened, and she didn't turn to follow Treasure out. "What if there are more spiders out there, huh? We didn't kill the first one," Laurel pointed out.
"Wow, somehow I think that I could cope better with them than with your lover down there," Treasure said pointedly. Laurel sighed, "Well, you cant leave, because I'm going down there, and if I get hurt, who'll come to save me?"
"You wouldn't," Treasure said lowly, but she knew Laurel would. Laurel smiled nervously, and tucked her hair behind her ears. "Are you coming or not?" she asked. Treasure looked at her hands and then met her friend's eyes again. "Why are you so intent on this?" she asked. Something she probably should have asked when they were both safe inside the castle. But Treasure was impulsive and wasn't very wise, at least not when caught up in the moment. In fact, it was during some stupid or dangerous even that Treasure really thought of consequences. And it was too late to turn back now. "I dunno. Its just something that I have to do," Laurel said. Treasure nodded, the first thought that came to her mind being We've both gone mad.
"So?" Laurel asked, not really impatiently, but more understanding. Treasure sighed, and looked from Laurel, to the exit. From danger and almost certain death, to safety and wise cowardice. From the craziest, wildest event that could ever take place in Treasure's life (although, this would be countered by many events in the future, and most of them unpleasant) to less certain death, because one never could be sure what the Forbidden Forest held. "I wish Lily were here, she'd talk me out of this," Treasure murmured, meeting Laurel's eyes again. Laurel grinned, and Treasure heart began to pound with excitement and fear. "Let's go," she said. Treasure followed quietly down the steps, both girls moving slow, as if giving each other the opportunity to turn back. But neither did, and they reached the landing, and turned around a corned…
…to see not only a werewolf, but a big black dog as well. And big wasn't the word to properly describe this creature. It was huge. It was much larger than any normal dog could possibly be. And with the dog was a stag, a huge majestic stag with antlers that looked deadly and terrifying at the same moment while looking wondrous. "Prongs," Laurel whispered, her eyes wide. None of the creatures noticed them. Treasure watched her friend's expression, when it finally dawned on her. "You mean that's James?" she gasped, and then, looking to the dog, "Sirius? Padfoot?" Treasure asked, completely stupefied.
It was in this moment that a lot of things took place at once. The werewolf, whom Laurel had just realized was "Moony" which was Remus's no longer strange nick name, ran at them at full speed. Treasure, snapping out of her daze, raised her wand and was about to yell, "Stupefy," when Laurel shrieked "Don't hurt him!" and tackled Treasure to the ground. The werewolf soared over their heads and met with the wall behind them. Treasure had to grab Laurel to keep her from running to her now-salivating boyfriend. "He's a werewolf, I think he can deal," Treasure groaned, trying to tug Laurel away into some place safe. Laurel, however, would have none of it, and shoved Treasure off. Treasure scrambled to her feet as the werewolf/Moony/Remus ran at Laurel, and screamed "Stupefy!" The red blaze streaked past the beast's nose, distracting it, and giving Laurel time to scream, "Expelliarmus!", and Treasure's wand was whipped from her hand, and landed in a corner, some feet away.
The werewolf was now headed for Treasure, and she was utterly defenseless. She froze, not knowing what else to do, and closed her eyes, waiting to be devoured. So long, Tres, it's been a good life, a voice inside her head cackled evilly, but the only thing Treasure could think of was, Too bad Sirius will have to watch me die. She opened one eye and saw Laurel standing, terrified, a few feet away.
Suddenly, a flash of brown and gold sped by, and the werewolf was tackled and pinned to the floor, the huge stag standing atop it. Treasure opened her eyes and looked around, utterly mystified as to why she wasn't dead. A sharp pain erupted in her left arm, and she turned to meet the furious eyes of Padfoot. "Oh, shit," Treasure muttered, as the dog dragged her to the stairs, glaring at Laurel to follow. For once, Laurel complied, and walked ahead while Treasure was dragged up the stairs by her very angry pooch.
Sirius/Padfoot dumped Treasure at the foot of a bed that she hadn't notice before, and with a bang he went from dog to man. He looked so furious, if Treasure hadn't been so dimly aware that she was scared out of her mind, she would have been frightened. Or perhaps not, because after all, it was only Sirius, who was only her boyfriend, and she wouldn't let herself fear him. The humiliation would be too much.
"What-" Sirius started.
"It wasn't my idea!" Treasure put in hastily, holding her arm where the dogs, err, Sirius's….teeth had been. "God damn it, I think you made me bleed!" she hissed, standing up, and then sitting down on the bed hastily, because her ankle really was injured and had decided to give up by now.
"Why -"
"She wanted to see her boyfriend," Treasure snapped, pulling off her robe and sitting in her tank top, looking at her arm. Sure enough, the skin was broken and little droplets of blood were in small dots where his teeth had been. "You did make me bleed! You don't have rabies, do you?" Treasure asked indignantly.
"I don't care if I killed you, because right now, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" Sirius shouted. Treasure flinched and looked up, meeting his eyes angrily. Laurel walked quietly over and sat on the bed, playing with her wand sheepishly, and then turning to inspect her nails.
"What were you thinking? Have you lost your -bloody- mind?!?!" Sirius seethed, grabbing Treasure by the shouldered and shaking her. She yelped in pain as his hand squeezed her bite wounds. Bite wounds! Honestly! Treasure thought resentfully. She smacked his hands away, but he took her arms again, and pulled her closer. She was nose to nose with him, both glaring at each other in something worse than anger. Fury. Loathing, even, for each other's presence at the moment.
"Well?" he growled, he visage darkening further. Treasure's glare deepened.
"I could ask you the same thing, Padfoot," she snarled, shaking off his hands again. Sirius sighed and sat down on the bed, listening as a yelp came from downstairs. Laurel stiffened, and tried to get up. "Don't even think about it," Sirius said flatly. Treasure shot him a glare, and tried to push off his arm as he put it around her shoulders.
"Get off me, you horrible person. You lied to me! Don't even think about getting mad at me for being here, I'm just as mad at you," she hissed. Laurel smiled thinly, turning to watch their row with eager anticipation. Sirius groaned, frustrated. "The reason I didn't tell you was because I knew you'd want to come. And I didn't want to put you in danger. Besides, its kind of a guy thing."
"A GUY THING?!" Treasure shrieked. "You have got to be out of your God damned mind Sirius Black! Being an Animagus is not 'a guy thing'. And put me in danger my ass! I don't need you to look out for me, Sirius, I can handle that fine." she snapped.
"You bloody well can. I just saved you life down there, or have you forgotten." Sirius shouted. Treasure laughed.
"Saved my life? I don't recall you tackling Remus. Or should I say, Moony? I think it was James who saved my life. Not you, dear," she said sarcastically. "In fact, I was perfectly fine. I could of scrambled out of there WITHOUT YOU BITING ME, AND THEN DRAGGING ME UP THE STAIRS!" Treasure roared.
"Stop all the bleeding commotion!" a new voice yelled, and it was squeaky and nervous sounding. Peter Pettigrew stood, wringing his hands and looking at Treasure, Sirius, and Laurel. "Look, there's no reason to fight about it now, you can do that tomorrow when there isn't a hundred fifty pound werewolf howling around. Treasure and Laurel can stay here over night, Prongs is getting worn out, Sirius, and you know bloody well I cant do a thing down there," Peter said, stuttering only once or twice. And as much as they all hated to admit it, the little rat was right. Treasure sighed and laid back on the lumpy bed, inspecting her arm once again.
"Stay here," Sirius commanded, glaring at Laurel, and then hard at Treasure. She rolled her eyes and picked up a blanket from the floor. Laurel looked at her timidly. Treasure sneered behind Sirius' back and then turned to face her friend once more. Remus howled, and the girls shuddered.
"This is all your fault," Treasure teased, "You should sleep on the floor. Or that ratty old chaise over there,"
Remus the werewolf shrieked and howled again. "I don't think it makes much of a difference," Laurel muttered, not moving from her corner of the bed. "We're not gonna get much sleep anyway,"
Remus the werewolf screamed again, and the girls sat up ramrod straight, not moving an inch as the hair on their neck stood up, and refused to sit for the rest of the night.
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A/N: I am so sorry I havent updated in soooo long, but I was kinda wrapped around HTSAH, and then school started, and I'm surprised I finished this chapter this night. But I know that a select few have asked and asked for an update, and here is it. I am so sorry it took so long.