Alias III: NOOOOO, I'm 13 really! See I've got a birth certificate! I'm not some crazy thirty year old who wishes she were 13! Really! I'm just weird! Lols, but thank you for your critique and it is very much appreciate by me! However the funny part is I probably can't spell madam pomfrey….wow it'd make me look really dumb if I spelled that wrong.

….again just want to clear up something

Yes I am 13. I probably a good writer cause my dad helped me A LOT in sixth grade with my writing because before 6th grade I'd never actually had to write in school. Also I like to write so I do it often and practice makes better

Anyways….all my reviewers are great and I luv it when people leave me v. long critical reviews because it will help me….maybe….someday. so I lub u all!

The turbulent car ride continued almost silently. Sirius swerved of the road and up an exit ramp with a sigh. "Remus?"

"Yeah."

"Just wanted to say your name." Sirius said with a smile. He turned left and continued down the road which headed toward a large forest. Remus looked out at the passing highway, thinking of their previous argument. Sirius took a right turn, and they were in the midst of the forest.

"Lovely place for a house." Remus remarked at the tall foreboding trees. Sirius tired to laugh. It didn't work. "Siri?"

"You can't image how much I hate it here." Sirius said dully.

"No, really, I can imagine." Remus growled.

"Remus these are not my real parents. I feel no biological connection to them. I don't love them. In fact I hardly like them."

Remus had to agree with that. Despite his parents….vices….He loved them because he had to. They were his parents and he had to feel some connection to them, despite…the abuse. He hated to refer to it as abuse. In a physical sense it was abuse, but to Remus it was trauma, shock, hurt, anything but abuse. "Sirius….Did they hurt you?"

"Remus…." Sirius sighed. " I can't remember anything real. For all I know I grew up in a little shack. All I remember is….just laughing and smiling with my parents, all picture perfect memories…and now that I look back I can see they're all fake."

"What if they're real?" Remus asked, he rested his elbow on the door handle and his face on his hand.

"They're not." Sirius' tone left no room for arguing. "What I really want to know Remus is why you're so fucked up."

"I'm not!"

"Please, look at you. You can't sleep properly because you have nightmares, you're scared of people coming into your bedroom because it's the one place you feel safe." The older man stated, almost scientifically. "Naturally we, as a species, believe home to be the one place we're safe, but you were never safe at home, so you've replaced it with a small bedroom because you feel you don't deserve a whole house. You weren't good enough to have one as a child, why should you be good enough now? Isn't that what you think."

"You made that up." Remus said in a soft, hauntingly detached voice.

"It's an educated guess." Sirius confirmed.

Remus didn't speak for a minute "Well you're wrong." But his bright eyes contradicted the statement.

"You just proved I was right."

The amber eyed man, using his fine command of language, said nothing. He starred sullenly out the window again. Now they veered right, and drove past a huge sparkling gray lake.

Remus could imagine it in the spring…light blue and sparkling in the golden sun. In the spring the trees would be blooming with flowers, and the ground would be covered in soft mossy grass. It would be beautiful. "Sirius?"

"Hm."

"What does the lake look like in the Spring."

Sirius shrugged. "I never looked, you poof."

"Not a poof." Remus growled. "You've got to remember something about how it looked!"

"Yeah I remember, but I don't care."

"Is there anything you do care about!" Remus snarled angrily.

Sirius drove the car through a set of cast iron gates, and the car jostled along a cobble stone path up to the Black mansion. "Yeah….You."

Remus sat there stunned as the car parked. Damn him! He always knows exactly what to say.

Sirius got out of the car and slammed the door. Remus sighed and relaxed against the seat. The door flew open and satiny lips pressed against his cheek. Remus' heart skipped a beat before he realized it was Sirius kissing him.

Remus manevured his body so he was facing Sirius' face, causing Sirius' lips to slide over to Remus' own. Remus deepened the kiss and wrapped his arms subconsciously around Sirius' neck.

"Whatever you hear don't come in." Sirius warned breathlessly, he pulled away and started to trot through the rain. The older man suddenly turned around and, to Remus' delight, sprinted back to Remus and gave him another small, quick kiss. "Love you."

"Love you to." Remus whispered. He shut the car door, and sat alone in the car shaking. He wrapped his arms around himself and admired the multitude of flowers and shrubs in the Black's front yard. It was all well organized around the very long cobblestone drive.

Remus half crawled into the drivers seat so he could just barely glimpse the lake. Wow…It'd be wonderful to come here in the spring…with Sirius…and food… He was jarred back to reality when he heard shrill screaming coming from the house, followed by Sirius' rough yell. Another voice added to the cacophony of screams, a younger male voice.

He heard the loud crash of something being thrown on the ground, like a couch or chair come from inside the house. Remus' mind was jerked back to his parents. He resisted the urge to curl into a little ball and think only about how yummy chocolate was. What sent Remus over the edge was a vase being thrown through one of the glass window, shattering violently. The vase went sailing through the air and hit the ground just a few feet away from the car.

"Sirius…" He whispered desperately. There was more screaming, through the shattered window, Remus could hear someone pounding over to the site of the broken window. He saw Emily's face peer out the window. The blood rushed from his face when she laid eyes on him.

"WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING HERE!"

Remus shuddered at Emily's scream. He couldn't hear the rest of the conversation. Half of his mind began to think she would come out with a gun and shoot his educated brains out all over the road.

Sirius flung open the door to the house and a smaller figure ran out of the house. Sirius turned and said something before slamming the door shut with a deep scowl etched onto his face.

The smaller figure opened one of the car door and practically jumed in. "Morning!"

"Ed?" Remus asked breathlessly.

"You don't look so good." Ed commented, leaning between the drivers and passengers seat. Sirius opened the door and fell gracelessly into the car. He slammed the door and drove away as fast as he could.

"Shut up Ed, stop bothering Remus." Sirius snarled.

"Someone's PMSing." Ed retorted. He leaned back for a moment, before insinuating himself between Remus and Sirius again. "So where're we goin'?"

"Mione's." Sirius said brusquely.

"Siri?" Remus asked quietly. "What happened?"

"I told her I was taking Ed. She said no, I screamed, she screamed. And le petite genius back there decided to scream to." Sirius snorted, with a gesture towards Ed.

"What was I supposed to do! The stupid bitch said she was only trying to be a good mother." Ed hissed. "She could be a good mother by not stealing Paris away!"

"You're very protective about Paris." Remus said carefully. They don't look anything alike…Remus thought as if a light bulb had suddenly flashed in his mind. How can brothers look so different!

"He's my brother." Ed shrugged.

"It's funny, cause you two don't look a thing alike." Remus said as though the words rolled of his tongue smoothly. In fact Re.

Ed tried to shrug again, but found it wasn't working this time. "I…I think he is."

"Think?" Remus asked.

"Ed doesn't remember." Sirius snapped. Remus stiffed and looked defensively out the window. Sirius winced, and shot Remus a forgiving look. Remus met Sirius' eyes in the rear view mirror and sent his lover a winning smile.

"That's not true!" Ed argured. "I remember some stuff….The bitch says I hit my head…"

"Do you remember hitting your head?" Remus asked gently.

"Doesn't matter." Ed shrugged. "God I'm just glad to get out of there!"

Sirius laughed. "It's a nut house alright." He paused thoughtfully. "Hey Rem, have you noticed that the Blacks don't have any girls. It's like they only adopt boys."

Remus frowned. …That's odd…But…Regulus Black. Sirius said he was in love with the man who scared him…Riddle! Sirius is scared of a guy named Riddle. What if it was Riddle who killed Regulus…and what if Regulus did have something to do with the Black family. That would mean the Blacks….knew Riddle, unless Regulus' murder was just a tragic…accident.

"Hey, ya know they say that lakes haunted." Ed commented as they drove past the sparkling gray lake.

"Who says that lakes haunted." Remus asked, snapping to attention.

"All the kids at school, the staff, all the older guys." Ed shrugged.

"Your brothers." Sirius growled.

"They're not my brothers." Ed snarled.

"Sirius, stop the car." Remus said in an emotionless voice. Sirius looked worriedly at Remus, but never the less he pulled over. "I want to see something." Remus slipped out of the car, and started to walk toward the lake. Ed and Sirius exchanged a glance.

"Stay in the car." Sirius commanded before hastily leaving the car and slamming the door. He stood there for a moment watching Remus.

Remus could hear the squelch of the wet grass beneath his shoes, but he didn't stop. He knew Sirius was trailing him quietly. Remus didn't mind the extra protection. He could feel something was wrong here. The crisp autumn wind ghosted over his neck and slithered down the back of his shirt. Shivers trailed up his spine and he wanted to stop and run back to the warmth and safety of the car. He walked towards the lake, arms out stretched.

For a moment Sirius was afraid Remus would walk into the lake, but Remus stopped just before the lake. Remus let his arms fall to his sides. The rain had all but stopped, however the lake still shone magnificently. He froze for a moment and his heart skipped beat.

There was a blast of cool air against his neck, it felt startling similar to a breath. He felt something cold and ridged, and yet supple and smooth wrap around his torso. Remus didn't breath for a moment. He couldn't move, all he could do was stretch his neck outwards, whimpering softly. At the corner of his eye he saw Sirius turn back tot he car, checking on Ed.

The breath ghosted down his spin again. "You can still run back to your car." It said haorsly.

Remus wanted to jump up and shriek, but this thing wouldn't let him. He managed to stretch out his arm, and tried to gesture to Sirius. Cold icy fingers interlaced themselves with Remus' outstretched fingers. "Lemme go!" Remus attempted to say forcefully, but instead it came out a whisper. He shivered violently.

"I'm only trying to save you." It smirked. "You know the deeper you dive, the harder it gets to breath." The icy presence slithered off Remus' skin. Remus heaved a sigh of relief and crossed his arms over his chest nervously. The presence had left his skin feeling like slime had just oozed over him.

Remus turned back to smile at Sirius when the icy hand had wrapped around his arm. Remus started to walk forward and was jerked back, for a second he teetered desperately over the edge of the lake bank. "SIRIUS!" Remus screamed. He caught the smallest glimpse of Sirius whipping his head around and the look of shook and the glimmer of anger in Sirius' eyes.

The next thing Remus knew he was submerged into the icy water. He lashed out at the hand on his arm, and kicked wildly. He reached up towards the surface, and saw Sirius' hand, groping for his. Remus thrashed against the water, and stretched out his fingers. The tips of the amber eyed man's fingers, brushed against Sirius' and Remus face light up.

Suddenly Remus was violently jerked away from Sirius' hand. "Sirius!" Remus screamed again. But he was rewarded with a mouth full of freezing water. He spat out the water and watched helplessly as the series of bubbles that had once been his scream float to the sun.

But it only amused the ghost, which laughed cruelly and dragged him down farther. Remus tried to fight back, but his legs were failing him, and his world was turning black. Fade to black….He thought with a touch of macabre humor. Cause in the end….out world just fades to black. It's funny though because black is a dark color, so fading, which means getting lighter…It's a bit of a contradiction. Everything fades to completes blackness…

Remus felt his feet lightly touch something solid. He looked down and saw the sandy bottom of the lake. As his feet touched it a blast of sand exploded from them, muddying the water.

"Don't worry." The ghost snickered. "These waters have been adulterated by far…dirtier things."

Remus shook his head and backed away from the ghost. He didn't quiet understand how he wasn't floating up to the top of the lake. But then he realized the ghosts' hands were clasped in a bruising grip around his wrists. Remus' amber eyes widened, his un-trustworthy mind throwing him back years ago.

A thirteen year old Remus winced, and twisted his shoulders futiley against the hands latched his wrists. "Let me go!"

The man sitting on the large easy chair in front of him didn't move. His face showed no sign he'd even heard the words, save for the small twitch under his eye. The grip tightened and Remus glanced down at his throbbing wrists. He could almost see the bruises forming in a spectacular array of purples and black.

"I didn't do anything wrong!" Remus shouted again. He knew it was time to be quiet. Whenever his father's eye twitched it was always bad.

His father's brown eyes narrowed. Sometimes they were so warm and loving it took Remus by surprise how cold they could become. They looked like glaciers, dry, lifeless, cruel. "You should shut up now."

"No! I'm sick of you and this stupid house!" Remus shouted, violently twisted away from his father. "I don't have to do what you tell me to!"

The hand on his left wrist lifted and moved in a blur across the air. Remus felt cool relief flooding through his hand for only seconds before stinging pain slashed him across he face.

The hand whipped across his cheek and then it flew back to grip his wrist violently. Remus' neck snapped back wards and he gasped in pain. The boy knew he should stop. He had to stop or else his father would really hurt him, but he couldn't hold the out burst in anymore. "What the FUCK is wrong with you!"

Another slap.

"I'm your god damn son! How can you hit me!" Remus screamed. The large bruise now forming on his abused cheek didn't stop the furious flurry of words. "Other fathers don't hit their sons! Oh am I special?" Remus asked sarcastically. "Am I special cause I get to be hit by my daddy!"

"Tell me what you were doing." His father asked calmly, his anger was only betrayed through his eyes.

"Nothing!" Remus insisted. Oh god…He's going to kill me! But it wasn't my fault!

"You were doing nothing with that…that boy in that alley!" The grip tightened. Father Lupin got to his feet to stare at his sinner of a son.

"Nothing!" Remus insisted again. He was crying though. His father kicked his knees cruelly and Remus cried out in pain. He crumpled to the ground. His already abused knees hitting the wooden floorboards cause him to scream.

"Tell me….If you want to be forgiven for your sins you must confess."

"Fuck you!" Remus spat.

The grip tightened and Remus winced. "Speak." His father hissed.

Remus starred down at the floor. He felt so week, kneeling there, in front of his bastard father. His father held his wrist up in the air, forcing Remus to twist his arms around. An ugly sneer lit Remus' pretty face. His shoulder length hair curled around his shoulders and ear, falling into his eye. "We were making out, that's right you crazy son of a bitch! We were making out, and it was great."

His father slapped his cheek again. "You worthless slut." He spat.

Remus starred up at him in bland defiance. "Oh say it again Daddy! It makes me feel so good inside!"

"Whore!" His father hissed. He kicked Remus' legs in raw unbridled fury. "You don't deserve such a wonderful life! You don't even deserve to breath."

Remus knelt there panting for a moment, before meeting his father furious eyes, with his own bright amber "Fury is a sin, father."

Remus could only remember hours upon hours of pain after that.

Remus' eyes were wide and blank. The amber eyed man, started to fall to his knees to the lake floor. He didn't notice a ghastly hand snake around his waist and pull him back up. "No!" Remus cried, hands pounding on the ghosts chest.

"Shush." It whispered. Remus struggled as it drew him closer. Remus wrapped on hand around the ghosts hand on his back to pull it away. The ghost seized its chance and with it's free hand grabbed the hand that pounded on his chest and drew it gently away from Remus' body lacing his long icy fingers through Remus. "If you let go of my body you won't be able to breath…You'll try to swim to your lover, but the sun is so far away is it not?"

Both turned to look up to the sun. Remus tried to draw back, but the ghost held onto him. "What do you want with me?"

"Come now, try and enjoy the moment." It teased. "Dancing on the floor of the lake, isn't it romantic?"

"Sirius!" Remus moaned.

"Oh yes…Don't worry. Twelve will get what's coming to him."

Remus foggy mind snapped into life. The barcode! 66612! He thought urgently. "You…How do you know about the barcode!"

"Ah…So you've found out?"

"What the hell did you do to him!" Remus screamed, thrashing wildly.

"The question is, how much more am I going to do to him?" The ghosts pale face was lit with an odd mellow manic smile. Remus kicked and screamed, and the ghost quickly pinned both of Remus' arms behind his back and dipped him to the ground.

Remus blushed at the closeness of the ghosts face. For the first time he could see it's features. The ghost's eyes were a piercing, bright emerald green. Its long black hair floated around his head in long, sleek waves. It looked almost like Harry, but older….and more sophisticated. "You…You're a ghost! How can you be the one who killed Regulus and Snape!"

It laughed, not warmly at all. It was a cruel, I-know-something-you-don't laughed. "Well, shall we say I have…Other forms. I chose this one for you. You're smart little boy. But the deeper you dive the harder it is to breathe."

It let him go, and Remus found himself gently floating to the top, he sighed and shut his eyes. Not really caring if he lived or died anymore. He didn't notice the golden chain fastened around his neck or the small key on it. Remus watched the sun, but it only seemed to run farther from him. I don't deserve to breath. As he thought it, Remus let out a sigh of relief. He could finally die without feeling guilty. As the lake faded to darkness around him, Remus smiled. And it all fades to black.