The courtyard was full of students, waiting for the word to head down to the villiage of Hogsmeade. Lorelei looked around, trying to see Remus in the crowd. She wanted to talk to him before actually purchasing the items she would need. To make sure she wasn't wasting her time. "Have you misplaced someone?" Narcissa's tones came from beside her. 'I swear that voice gets more annoying every day.' "Please don't tell me you're meeting up with that mudblood."
"No, I'm not meeting up with Remus. But I do need to speak with him."
"Whatever for? You would do much better to quite wasting your time 'playing' with that Gryffindor and start to work on finding yourself a nice pure blood man."
"But Narcissa, you've gone and snagged Lucius. And you know I can't settle for second best." Lorelei turned her head away from the girl to hide the fact she was rolling her eyes. It was a fight not to gag with the words as well.
"True, so true." came the girls words. "There is always Goyle, or Crabbe. Just please. When you come to your senses, and decide to return your attention back to the proper place. Please don't make it Severus Snape." Narcissa did nothing to hide her dislike of the boy.
"Come now Narcissa, I've already told you. I'm doing nothing to sully my wonderfully pure blood." Lorelei still looked over the crowd. 'But you have reminded me, I do still need to speak with Severus as well. Though I doubt I'll be finding him in this crowd.'
"Now please remeber, as long as you are in the village you are representing your school. These trips are a privilege and will be revoked if anyone's behaviour deems it necessary." The professor's eyes falling on a group of students on the far end. 'Should of known.' Lorelei thougt, following the professor's look, she seen James Potter, and Sirius Black making mute protests of thier innocence, and being singled out all the time. Remus stood there shaking his head slightly at his mates antics. And of course, Peter hanging on the edge of the group as well. "Now head out." The group of students surged forward. "In an orderly fashion!" The woman called out after the throng, which did nothing to calm the surge of students twords the freedom of the villiage.
Lorelei hung back a bit from the surging mass, waiting for her oppertuninty to speak with Remus. Sirius had seen her first, and gave Remus a nudge, and nodded in her direction. Some whispered words were passed amoung the four, leaving James, Sirius, and Peter headed one direction, and Remus coming twords her. "I'm not taking up too much of your time, am I?" Lorelei asked casually as they fell into step, headed twords the villiage.
"Not at all." Remus began. "Did you get my owl?" Lorelei nodded. "Err..good." The boy was suddenly nervous. The prospect of what was set to happen was getting to him. He obviously had his doubts, about what, Lorelei wouldn't fully venture to guess. The obvious of course came to mind. He wouldn't want the curse to be set loose anywhere. But the cure...that was even too luring for all of his Gryffidor goodness.
"You said you wanted to talk?" Lorelei asked. Remus nodded. "I'm guessing somewhere with less students." she continued, looking around at their class mates.
"Probably a good idea." he returned. Lorelei nodded, and the headed for the road that led to the outskirts of the wizarding villiage.
The two stood by the fence line, looking at the shambled building that was the Shrieking Shack. "So..." Remus began. "What happens to it?"
"The Shieking Shack?" Lorelei asked, "It loses four monthy visitors."
"I wasn't speaking of the shack." he replied with a sigh. "The amulet...the ivory one...the cur..." he couldn't seem to bring himself to finish it.
"You want to make sure some unfortunate soul doesn't end up with it." It was Lorelei's turn to let out a sigh. "Why should that matter. It's the cure that you want."
"But I'm not about to damn someone else to this exsistence, just to get relief for myself." Remus replied. "If you can't give me some kind of reassurance, I can't agree to this."
"You want reassurance? What would settle that mind of yours?" Lorelei asked. "Want we should bury the bloody thing? That way no one will find it?"
"If that's what it took. But..."
"But what? Afraid I'd come back behind you and dig it up?" she asked through slightly narrowed eyes.
"That's not what I meant it's just that..."
"That I'm a Slytherin, and completely untrustable."
"Lorelei, please." the boy pleaded with her as she turned her back twords him. "That's not what I meant, not in the least." Although he couldn't see it, a mischievous smile.