When It Rains
Disclaimer: Some important looking lawyer guys came to my home today….They needed to use the bathroom. Oh yeah, I don't own Harry Potter. (They made me say that)
Author's Notes: I started eating ice cream. I stopped because it made my stomach turn over. Anyway, I decided to update this story again for my wonderful readers. Love you all. Stealing a quote from the PoA movie in this one, thought it was a good quote. This is the moment you've all been waiting for. The truth finally comes out. What happened to Kiora and Remus, you ask? Read on to find out. (Oh! And I'm going to be starting on another long fic, check it out once I get it up!)
'Everybody's got something they've had to leave behind
One regret from yesterday that just seems to grow with time
There's no use looking back or wondering
How it could be now or might have been
All this I know but still I can't
Find ways to let you go' --Never Had a Dream Come True
And It All Ends in 1976
She had put up with it for five years now. Their taunting and teasing him. She had taken it as just teenage boy bullying. But not this time. This time they had gone too far. She didn't care if James had nobly came to his rescue. The point was: it happened. And that was that.
"How could you ever do something like that?" she whispered dangerously, glaring at James Potter and Sirius Black. "How could you, in a million years, do something so horrible?"
"You know, it almost sounds like you're sticking up for the greasy, sniveling, ugly little son of a Death Eater," Sirius accused. Kiora closed her eyes, shaking with pure anger.
"Don't ever talk about him like that," she shook her head and opened her eyes again, the color flaming vibrantly. Remus looked at the three nervously from his spot by the wall.
"I thought you were Remus's girlfriend, not Snivelly's," James said, the corner of his mouth coming up in a sneer at the girl in front of him.
"He's not my boyfriend, he's my friend and that's damn more than I could ever say about you two," she spat.
"Hey now," Sirius said, wagging his finger. "We don't need bad language around here. It's not good morals."
"Don't tell me about morals, Sirius Black!" she screamed. "Have you no human decency?! Is there anything inside of you, telling you to actually feel remorse for someone other than your bloody, self-centered self?!" At this, Sirius lunged at her violently and smacked her up against the wall, his hands on her shoulders were firmly keeping her immobile.
"Never speak to me like that," his voice was low and threatening. "I could make your life a living hell." James looked over at Remus, helplessly. James wasn't too fond of what Kiora was saying and how she was sticking up for Snape, but he didn't want to go too far.
"S-Sirius, just leave her alone…" ventured Remus.
"Oh, go bite yourself!" Sirius barked and he turned back to Kiora. "I never want to see you near me again." He said, pushing her harder onto the wall before letting go and storming out of the room. James glanced at Remus and her before following suit. Remus stayed, staring at her.
Her face was flushed, though her cheeks were red. Anger was still in her eyes, but tears started falling down her cheeks. After a few more seconds, Remus left the room as well. She slid down to a crouching position and sobbed, quietly.
An hour passed, but she wasn't keeping track. For all she knew, it could've been days. She had run out of tears about forty minutes ago, but she didn't feel like she could get up. If she did, she'd just have to face them all. And that was something she least wanted to do.
She heard footsteps out in the hallway. They took a few steps past the classroom she was in and they halted. She could hear the person turn around and walk into the classroom.
Seemed like people loved walking in on her when she was crying.
"Where have you been?" Kevin asked, kneeling down next to her and picking up her head. "You weren't at dinner." He tried his best at drying her cheeks. Looking at Kevin, she drew in a broken breath and then let out everything…
::KIORA FLASHBACK::
"I hate them!" Snape screamed at her, shaking her shoulders. "I hate them, I hate them, I HATE THEM!" Kiora looked at him in confusion. She knew perfectly well who he was talking about, there was no doubt about it. But she had never seen him this upset, never. Not even the previous year, when James and Sirius had publicly humiliated him.
"Calm down," she said soothingly, "What happened?"
"They almost killed me!" he said, his dark eyes glinting with hatred. "He is a werewolf, Kiora! Did you know?! I bet you knew…Why didn't you tell me?!"
She tried to find words, but she couldn't come up with any. Of course she knew Remus was a werewolf. But she could never have told Snape. Remus trusted her with his secret and she loved him beyond anything, she could never just slip up and tell his deepest secret to someone.
"You know what," he said, his voice thick. "Don't even answer that. They got me to go and see him when he was transformed. Kiora, I could have died because of them!" She tried to say something again, but he cut her off before she could. "And that Potter had the nerve, the NERVE to try and save me with his damn Gryffindor 'chivalry' and 'daring'. Well fuck him! Fuck them all!" He let go of her and stomped off, hands clenched at his sides.
She didn't know what to think, what to do. They would never try to actually kill him, would they? No, surely it was one of their pranks gone awry. But he was so shaken…
Prank or not, this time had to be the last. Snape was strong, he had told her about plenty of things he had dealt with. He didn't have the best father and his mother was long passed away. But something about James and Sirius touched a nerve with him. They couldn't do it anymore. If she did anything, she would make sure that they didn't.
Maybe most people saw Snape, the greasy haired Slytherin that sat around doing Potions essays all day. But she saw Severus, the insecure, cynical sixteen year old who secretly loved sitting outside and watching the stars. And if she had ever been taught anything in her life, it was that people were people, and no one deserved something like this.
A few moments later, a Sirius Black in hysterical laughter came round the corner. She turned to him and let out a slow breath.
It needed to stop…
"Wow," Kevin said. He was now sitting next to her on the floor of the vacant classroom. He had been listening intently to her story the whole time. Of course, she had left out the part about Remus being a werewolf, but Kevin got the gist all the same. "Kiora….I…"
She looked down sadly and wrapped her into a warm embrace. It somewhat startled her at first, but she welcomed the friendly gesture and hugged back.
"Don't worry, Ky," he said softly. "It'll be okay, you'll see." They sat and talked for a while more, each listening to each other and, remarkably, understanding. Moments passed and eventually Kiora looked up to an old-fashioned clock that hung in the room.
"Ah!" she said, standing up. "It's extremely late. We better go before we get into trouble." Kevin nodded in agreement, also checking the clock, and following her out of the classroom.
"It's been good talking to you, Kiora," he said when they were in the common room. "You're a great friend, you don't deserve this." He hugged her once more and then trudged up the boy's dormitory stairs. She was about to walk up the girl's set of stairs, but decided against it. She couldn't sleep. She sat down on one of the common room couches and stared into the slowly dying fire.
"I need to talk to you," a voice said. She jumped in surprise, she hadn't even heard Remus come down.
"Okay…" she said, standing up. He flung a silvery cloak over the two of them.
"Invisibility Cloak," he explained. "Borrowed it from James. Come on." They walked out of the common room and down a few hallways before stopping.
"So, what did you need to talk about?" Kiora asked, tilting her head to the side.
"If you just apologize to James and Sirius, they'll forgive you," Remus said, his wand lighting up under the cloak.
"Excuse me?" she said.
"They were just playing around with him," said the boy. "You know that. You shouldn't have flipped out on them like that. You're just making things worse." She quickly slid out from under the cloak and backed away, a mixed look of shock, disgust, and depression shown upon her face.
"Why would I ever apologize to those two?" she said to empty air. Remus tore off the cloak and looked at her pleadingly.
"Please, Kiora," he begged. "Do it for me."
"Don't," her voice was as cold as the hallway air. "I know they're your friends. I thought they were mine too. But I can't, Remus. I'm not going to." Remus stared at her, a frown planted on his face. He finally looked down and sighed.
"Then I can't," he mumbled.
"What?" she asked. He looked up and put on his best glare.
"I hate you," he hissed. Her mouthed bobbed open like a fish's and she shook her head. "I hate you!" His scream filled up the hallway and he stepped as close as he could to Kiora, their noses almost touching. "And I always will." At that, he turned off, leaving her standing there alone in the hallway.
She couldn't believe it. She couldn't believe what he had just told her. It wasn't like him. He was sweet and kind and caring…he wasn't like this. Why did he….how could he have ever… Her ears burned and she closed her eyes, shaking her head. She wasn't going to cry this time. Her crying days were over. Who cared anymore? Nothing was real to her now. That was it, that did it. Everything she had put false hope on was just that: false.
Over the last three years of her Hogwarts career, she had gone into lock down. Everything had been too much for her to handle at once. She no longer talked to anyone except her teachers whenever she was answering a question and Dumbledore, the only person she trusted. The only person that hadn't suddenly turned on her for no reason at all.
James and Sirius had made all the people of her own house hate her, with help from Gretchen and Sadie. They even managed most of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. And the Slytherins hated her because of house rivalry. The only people that tried to talk to her besides Dumbledore was Molly and Kevin. But she wasn't going to trust anyone anymore. She gave even them the cold shoulder and they soon gave up too.
What did she care? She was fine on her own. She would concentrate on her studies, graduate, get a get good job, and live all alone. All she needed was herself.
And that's all she'd settle for.
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Author's Notes: Yes, I know this was short. But I only needed to get to the point because this fic is going to take place in the present, not in the past. I was merely informing you on why she was so unemotional. I also know that what happened to her wasn't as bad as things that happen to, say, Harry Potter. But, as we all know, Harry is a very strong person and Kiora isn't. She dealt with it in her own way. Now, next chapter will be back to the present. (And I know you all think Remus would never say that in a million gazillion years. Kiora doesn't understand why he suddenly lashed out like that either. But he's going to tell us, so hold your horses!)
Caligirl-HPLVR: I'm glad to be one of your favorite authors! It makes me feel like I'm actually good . You're a great writer as well, don't ever give up! (If you do, I might have the threaten you with my imaginary jar of harmless spiders……they tickle like crazy.)
Phox455: I updated as soon as possible, hope you liked the short (but informative) chapter.
RonWeasley is MY King: Haha, that sounds so funny, "Can't wait for 1976!" Hehe, anyway…hope you enjoyed it. (And I've been wanting to say this for a long time: No, Ron Weasley is MY king! Hehe, just kidding.)
Anti-Botox: Thank you! And I love the name you put in. Hilarious.
