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"Wow, I thought we were REALLY In trouble!" Sirus said, in a mixture of relief, and nerves. "but writing to our parents," he gulped. "They're not going to be too happy…"
"We DID get in trouble!" Isabelle protested. "I can't believe I followed you guys!"
They were now walking down the corridor, a floor above the common room.
"Yeah, but." James shook his head. "I thought we were going to get expelled!"
"Well, thank god we didn't." Isabelle said fervently. The others nodded.
"Umm, what's the password again?" James said, outside the fat lady.
"Firewhisky!" Isabelle said. The fat Lady jerked out of her doze, and sniffed, turning up her nose.
"Not the correct password, sorry." She said. The two boys groaned.
"Its butterbeer," The three heard a quiet voice behind them. They all spun around, to see Remus.
"Hey!" Isabelle said, running up to him. "Are you okay? Did you get in extra trouble? Is everything all right?"
Remus held up his hands, looking slightly shocked. "um, I'm fine, Isabelle." He said. "really. I'm not in extra trouble."
"really?' Then what did he want you for?" she asked, slightly puzzled.
"Nothing." He said evasively. He was never going to tell anyone the conversation he had with The Headmaster.
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"so, what happened with the werewolf, Remus?" his eyes had brightened again, and there was the slightest twinkle. It gave Remus courage, and he stood up properly.
"H-he had us cornered, into a tree. I threw Isabelle up, and she pulled me up." Then, It tried to knock the tree down, but we managed to stay on, thank goodness. Then, the wolf tried climbing up, to get us. It got onto the branch, But I wrenched off Isabelle's crucifix, and when he jumped on me, I stabbed him in the throat. Somewhere along the line, Isabelle sent up red sparks, and when the wolf left, we jumped out of the tree, and then, the others found us." Remus said this all very fast, wanting to get it over with.
Dumbledore nodded. "did it get you?" he asked gravely.
Remus shook his head. "he scratched me, but that's all. He didn't bite me, thank goodness. If he did-"
"we would have a lot of explaining to do," Dumbledore said, looking at him severely over his half-moon glasses.
"I am astonished that you went along with this Remus. You do realise the strings I had to pull to allow you here?"
Remus nodded, feeling sick. Oh, god, he was going to get expelled, he knew it. hed wanted to go to school for so long, and now-
"Remus," Dumbledores voice shook him out of his panicked trance. "Im not going to expel you for something as trivial as beaking a dozen school rules."
Remus snapped his head up, eyes wide. "r-really?"
Dumbledore nodded. "Really. I trust you Remus, and I also trust that you dont do anything like this again."
Remus nodded. "It wont sir," he said softly.
"On a happier note," Dumbledore said. "I am very impressed with your bravery. By the sounds of things, you risked your life to save Isabelle. And I am Glad that you chose to remain with her."
Remus looked at the old man, astounded. "A-Are you serious?" He said.
Dumbledore nodded. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to-" Remus's eyes widened. Oh, no, he thought. Not that, what is it?? "- award you twenty points, for showing such bravery, and courage. You would get more, but-" His eyes darkened. "You do need to be punished."
Remus nodded, hardly believing his good luck.
"Is your hand fine, Remus?" he asked.
Taken aback at first, Remus widened his eyes, and then nodded. "I-Its fine, sir. The silver stung, but-"
"No lasting harm done." Dumbledore finished. Remus nodded, looking down.
"Luckily, I didn't hold it much longer, or it would have scarred."
Dumbledore nodded. 'You may leave now," he said softly.
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"Remus?" Isabelle snapped her fingers, bringing out of his thoughts.
"oh- what?" He asked. Isabelle smiled. "umm, the portrait is hanging open, waiting for us to come in."
Looking around, he saw that Sirius and James had already gone to bed, and the Fat Lady was glaring at the pair.
"Oh- right," he said, a blush spreading across his cheeks, as he went through the hole, Isabelle following.
'Are you going to be okay tonight?" Remus asked softly. "I mean, you still look very shaken."
Isabelle nodded, and tried to smile. "I-Ill be fine, she said, attempting a smile. "Don't worry about me." He said, and made her way to the dorm.
"Um, Izzy." Isabelle spun around, and stared at Remus.
"what? Don't like the nickname?" he asked, seemingly innocent. Isabelle poked her tongue out.
"I'll take that as a no, then," he said smiling. 'Oh, and, um, you're heading towards the boy's dorm…"
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Remus heard a scream. He ran towards the source of the noise, his heart pounding.
"ISABELLE!" he screamed. "ISABELLE!"
He rushed into a clearing, and what he saw made his knees buckle, and sink into the leaves.
She was lying limp on the ground, covered in blood. Standing over her with the air of one protecting their prey was a werewolf, with a strange, reddish-brown coat. With a jolt, he realized who the wolf was.
Him.
His point of view changed, and he found himself over Isabelle, ready to take another bite out of her broken body, when-
He felt a sharp pain in his throat. Howling he jumped back-
And woke up, panting and gasping for breath.
It was just a dream, he told himself. Just a stupid dream.
He swung himself out of bed, and headed downstairs, to the common room. There, surprisingly, he found Isabelle, sitting by the dying embers of the fire, with a vacant look in her eyes.
"Hey," he said, sitting next to her on the couch she was on. She still had her robes on.
"Wh-what are you doing up?" he asked. "Did you go to bed at all?"
She shook her head. Remus saw the dark purple shadows under her eyes. "I-I just wanted to sit down for a bit, that's all."
"I-Izzy, its 3 a.m!" He said, checking his watch. "You should get some sleep!"
She shook her head, eyes wide in fear. "I-I fell asleep for a few moments about half an hour after you left," she said. "B-But I dreamt we were back in the forest, and the wolf-"
He placed a hand over her lips. "I understand," he said softly. "don't worry about it."
Isabelle nodded, yawning. Then she leaned over, her head on the young boy's shoulder.
"I-I'm just so Ti-ti-ti-tired," she said in midyawn, and closed her eyes. Remus smiled slightly, and put an arm around her shoulder.
"Then get some sleep," He said softly. Isabelle nodded, and yawned again. A few minutes later, Remus heard her breathing loudly, and deeply.
"Night Izzy," He said softly, and he could have sworn he saw a light smile on her face.
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"Oooh!"
"Remus and Isabelle sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"
"First come love, then comes marriage, then comes the baby in the babies carriage!"
Remus shook his head, and opened his eyes. He looked down, and saw that Isabelle had her head in his lap, and was snoring slightly.
"Izzy," he mumbled, shaking her slightly. "Izzy, wake up."
She moaned, and opened her eyes groggily. "oh, um, Hi Remus," she whispered. Then she saw James and Sirius standing over them, cackling like hens (or is it hyenas? Meh).
'What do you want!" She said fiercely.
"Oooh!" James said. Sirius laughed, while Remus blushed, and gently slid out from underneath the purple-haired girl.
"lay off it guys, okay?" he said, and headed up to the dormitory to change.
"We'll be at breakfast!" James and Sirius called up, for leaving the common room , still chortling.
Izzy rolled her eyes. "those two," she said savagely. "I swear, if they make one more crack, Ill-"
"Izzy, what are you still down here?' Remus inquired at the foot of the stairs.
'Ummm, waiting for you," she said, slightly blushing. Remus smiled. "Ohhh, then, lets go!" he said, crawling through the hole, and straightening up on the other side.
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After a breakfast of toast and kippers, The pair caught up with Sirius and James, and the four of them headed towards the charms classroom.
Sirius and James took a seat up the back, while Isabelle and Remus sat between Lily Evans, and a small blonde boy, called peter pettigrew.
"Right, now, we shall be practicing the Hovering charm today, class!" Flitwick squeaked. "The charm is, Wingardium Leviosa!"
The class nodded. "Right, now pair up, and take a feather, and try to make it fly."
Naturally, Isabelle and Remus paired up. Remus managed to make his fly in a matter of minutes, but for Isabelle, this was Transfiguration class, all over again.
"Wingardium Levi- oh, this is hopeless!" she blurted out on frustration. "I can't do this!"
"Just tr-" Remus was cut off by Isabelle, who was pointing her wand threateningly at him.
"Don't you tell me to 'try', mister." She growled. "cause I CANT!"
Remus widened his eyes, and nodded.
"Good," she said. Unfortunately, after nine consecutive attempts, the feather was still immobile.
'MOVE!" Isabelle shouted at the feather, prodding it in frustration. The feather burst into flame.
"meep," was all Izzy could say, before Remus bravely batted it out with his charms book.
"Ummm, I think you should refrain from poking the feather", he said gently. Isabelle gave him a look of deep disgust, and turned away, sticking her nose in the air. Behind them Sirius and James were shaking in silent laughter.
"Guyyys," Remus said behind them, sensing their laughter. "Don't."
"Okay!" They said in unison, but that didn't stop the muffled laughter Remus could hear coming from them for the rest of the lesson.
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That evening, Remus and Isabelle were sitting tensely, side-by-side. Remus was reading a book, but his eyes weren't moving, and Izzy was nervously wringing out her hands.
"U-Um what the time?" she asked, her voice slightly quaking.
"Six-forty-five," Remus replied softly. "do ya wanna get going?
Izzy nodded, and closing his book, Remus slid off of the chair, and exited the common room, Isabelle following.
"Don't be so scared, its only detention in the trophy room," Remus said, trying to be positive. "It's fine, really!"
Isabelle nodded, and bit her lip. "I hope so," She said softly.
When they arrived at the trophy room, they saw the door was open. Walking into the room, The pair found the new caretaker, Filch, glaring at them.
"Right," he snarled. "now, where are those other brats."
Remus could hear them arriving noisily. "Here they are," He said softly.
Sure enough, the pair of mischief makers burst into the room, talking and laughing.
"Now," Filch growled at them. "Get polishing." He indicated to a pile of rags, and several bottles of polish. "Ill be here in a hour, to see what you've done. And NO MAGIC!" he added. With that, he stomped out of the door. Isabelle swallowed hard.
"Thank you, kind sir!" Sirius said with a mock bow. James laughed.
"Welcome, my friends," he said, sweeping his arm around the room with a flourish. "To detention!"
