Ch. 4- Remus's Theory
Sirius raced through lunch. He wanted to go up to see the girl. He hadn't been called for so he figured that she hadn't woken yet.
"Where's the fire," James asked, his fork halfway to his mouth.
"No fire," Sirius said. "I just have to go finish my Charms homework."
James nodded, taking this excuse, but Remus knew better.
He lowered his book.
"Sirius, be serious. You hardly study except when I force you to. You're going to go see the girl you saved yesterday," he said, his voice hardly above a whisper.
Sirius choked on his steak.
"How-how do you know about that?"
Remus shrugged.
"When you hadn't come back I headed back out to find you and when I saw you and Hagrid enter the castle I hid and followed you up to the Hospital Wing. I heard everything."
"But- you couldn't have, Remus. You were in bed and asleep when I got back."
Remus grinned and laughed.
"You seem to think that you and James are the only ones who know the castle. I found an alternate route last night. Apparently, the fireplace in that hall by the Hospital Wing is for more than just heating the castle. When unlit, just step in and think of where you want to go. The fireplace transports you there. I arrived sitting on my bed in the dormitory. By the time I had changed into my nightshirt and gotten in bed, pretending to be asleep, you entered the dormitory.
Sirius blinked and then grinned.
"And here I thought you were just an overly obsessive book-nut. You truly are a Marauder."
"Yes, well, that's beside the point. You are going to see her, yes?"
Sirius nodded.
"Then I'm going with you."
Sirius opened his mouth to object but Remus shook his head and pointed at James and Peter, who had heard nothing of there conversation, and were talking excitedly about the upcoming Quidditch match against Ravenclaw. He then nodded towards the door before standing, picking up his book bag, and heading towards the entrance hall. Sirius sighed and followed suit.
Once her reached Remus, who waited for him at the foot of the stairs, he tried to dissuade his friend once more. Though he didn't know why, he really didn't want Remus to meet the girl.
"Sirius, what do you think I'm going to do? Steal her for myself?" He grinned as Sirius frowned. "Don't worry, Padfoot. I just want to meet her. Besides, I have a theory about her."
Sirius's frown deepened. A theory?
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you said she hadn't been there, at the edge of the lake, when first you went down there, right?"
Sirius nodded but had no idea where Remus was going with this.
"Right, then as you headed back like ten or twenty minutes later, there she is, lying on the ground not breathing and definitely unconscious, and looked to have been so for hours." He began pacing back and forth.
Again Sirius nodded, confused, his patience ebbing fast.
"Get to the point quick, Remus, or I'm heading up without you."
Remus waved this aside and continued pacing. "I'm getting there, Sirius. Right, so the girl looked to have been unconscious for hours yet that would have been impossible as she had not been there when you had passed twenty or so minutes before. Unconscious, non-breathing people do not just walk around and plop down wherever they bloody well choose."
Sirius's attention was rapt now. Remus had caught something he had not.
"So how do you think she got here?"
Remus shook his head and stopped in front of Sirius, and spoke lowering his voice further.
"I do not know how she got here, but I do know where she came from."
"And where's that?"
"Sirius, she's from the future."