A/N: It's good to start writing again. I've been trying to clear up some personal matters and have been recovering from a nasty bout of bronchitis and the recent presidential election. Ech. I'll have a nice long rant about the Ogre in the Oval Office at the end of this fic. But, all is well now. I just haven't had the desire to write for a long while. I am fine now, and happy to be able to sit at my computer desk and write.
WARNING: THIS FIC CONTAINS A RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN TWO MEMBERS OF THE SAME SEX. IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THIS MATERIAL/CONSEPT PLEASE FIND A MORE SUITABLE FIC FOR YOUR TASTES.
Disclaimer: These characters (aside from a few exceptions) do not belong to me, nor were they created by me. They were created and are owned by one Miss J.K. Rowling.
Dedicate to: All those people who graciously waited for my return to the keyboard.
MIDLIFE CRISIS TWO- MERRITAL BLISS
Chapter# Two: Feathers and Parchment
At exactly 9:00 p.m., Remus J. Lupin was drinking tea at his dining room table. He was just about to empty his cup when something large collided with the windowpane at his left. Remus jumped up, startled, and scrambled to his window, hesitating for a moment, and then lifting up the windowpane uncertainly.
He stuck his head through the window frame and looked down upon the crumpled heap of feathers that lay on the grass below. The heap of feathers revived itself angrily, leaving bits and pieces of fluff and down behind to float in the evening breeze as it flew determinedly through the window, zipped through the air, ricocheted off of the door of the muggle refrigerator that sat innocently in the corner and fell harshly on the table, knocking Remus' cup and saucer to the hardwood floor.
"Are... are you alright?" Remus asked timidly, walking over to the now tangle of feathers, and tied to this oddity's leg was a rolled up piece of parchment.
Remus prodded the creature suspiciously until it turned itself upright and hooted angrily.
Suddenly Remus gave a gasp.
It was an owl. And an owl he very much recognized.
"Is that YOU Archemedes?!" He eyed the small tag on the owl's left leg, and his suspicions were finally confirmed.
Remus gulped.
No matter how long you try to avoid it, the past always comes back to haunt you.
Bloody Hell, Remus thought bitterly, this is going to be a long night.
I know that this one is short but the next chapter will be a little bit longer, I promise. In fact, since this one was so short, I'll start on the new chapter right now.
-The Absynth Fairy
My Rant: Bush... Is... An... Idiot. And the American people are idiots. I thought they learned their lesson four years ago, with all the literal CRAP that happened. I am honestly ashamed to be an American and take part in this regime. And the fact that they are actually passing amendments banning Gay Marriage in many states disgusts me. A person's personal right to marry whom ever they want to should not be dictated by the government, not federal government, and not the state governemnt. I learned a long time ago that the founding fathers of our nation thought that the American public was not intelligent enough to choose a national leader for themselves. No more is this right than now. Here comes four more years of crap. Four more years of damage that will take decades to clear up and recover. Lets just hope that America has the intelligence to vote for someone who will manage our country the way it was supposed to be managed. George Walker Bush is NOT my president, and his realection means trouble for us all.
Goodbye, my darlings, and hope for a better America.