Disclaimer: i own nothing harry potterish.
Risi: Nope, it would take a lot more than a slap to knock sense into Harry. It was because it was so long, they were out of practice shall we say. he wants them to go, but Sirius especislly will not be so willing.
Dadaiiro: Just read on. there won't be much ofa life for just Amaya and Remus now. Sirius won't allow it.
Starr Light 1: Just read on.
Dortha: The full moon thing plays a fairly big part in the story, but i can't say any more.all of their lives are being turned upside down.
Mahia: glad you like this fic.
Rozi126: this soon enough for you?
Gaul1; just read on. no, remus and amaya won't go to the cottage. sirius won't let them get away from him again.
Summer: Thanks for your review.
A.N. I notice the distinct lack of concern for James, and his poor broken leg. authoress grins i promise i won't hurt him again. not much any way.
Sirius' thoughts
Enjoy:
In a sterically clean room, which Petunia Dursley would have approved of, two figures lay prone on a bed. One, a gently, shallowly breathing girl, face milky pale against her multi-hued hair. The other, a translucent carbon copy of the girl, showing all of her injuries. The copy revealed her skin to have been near shredded in some places, several ribs cracked by a collision of considerable force into a large object. The worst was a large bite located at the joint between neck and shoulder, which just narrowly missed her carotid artery. Round the bed, several people sat, faces strained. At the top, on opposite sides were a head of ebony, and one of tawny gold. Remus held his daughter's bloodless hand in his, gently stroking the skin between thumb and forefinger while tears trickled down his face. Sirius sat in immobile silence, his only movement was for his head to alternate between glancing down upon Amaya in worried concern, and looking up to glare at Remus.
The Potters watched all three, silent intruders upon their worry. Seeing her lying there, Harry felt slightly nauseous, especially at the extent of her injuries. Lily, a fully qualified and experienced Healer had seen enough such injuries and accidents to not feel repulsed by the scene. James, a high rank Auror had to seen too many battles to feel any horror. What intrigued him was Remus' devotion to Amaya, and hers to him. Amaya being able to transform at will, and furthermore, Remus gaining less scars, if any, than in all the years at Hogwarts.
A Medi-Witch bustled in with her trainee Healer. She, along with the Healer, fed Amaya a bright yellow potion, with orange swirls in it, a thick grey potion, and a runny red potion, by pouring a trickle down her throat and stroking it to force it down. Once done, a bell resounded in the room. The copy of Amaya revealed that the potions had healed her skin, and broken bones. The plump faced Medi-Witch beckoned Remus and Sirius to follow her, while the trainee Healer pulled a damp cloth from thin air, and gently wiped away the dried, black crusts of blood revealing pink, newly healed skin.
The Medi-Witch led them into the family room. 'She is well now. All she needs now is to rest. Rest and to avoid such instances again.' Remus let out a relieved sigh, whils Sirius gave Remus a side-long look.
'Is she going to be o.k? I mean the bite didn't affect her, did it?' Remus' face was anxious.
'How do you mean Mr Lupin?'
'I think what Remus is trying to say is that when he bit her, has he infected her? Will she now transform on full moons?' Sirus tone, while pleasant spoke the harsh words that slashed at Remus' heart.
'No. tests have revealed that she will not transform. However, we will have to wait until next month to be certain. Such instances should be avoided again.'
'Of course. I will see that it won't. Sirius' reassuring smile was enough to calm the witch. She smiled and left the two alone. Remus fell into a chair and absent-mindedly fiddled with the torn leather of it's seat. Sirius closed the door behind the witch, locked it and cast a strong silencing charm on the room. Turning, he was cannoned into the door by Remus, sobs shook his slender frame.
'Oh Sirius…I was so scared…I was so very scared…I thought I had killed her…or turned her…I could have bitten you. I'm so sorry.' Sirius just stood, cradling him, stroking his hair. When his sobs had subsided to sniffles, he conjured a tissue and dried his eyes.
'I know Remus. I know. You never meant to bite her. You're lucky she wasn't infected.' Remus let out a sob. Sirius hated hurting him, but it was the only way he could see that would grant him access to Amaya. 'I mean what would happen next time…'
'There won't be next time. We'll be more careful. I'll be more careful. I mean the wolf was going mad because he could smell you. After you go back, he won't do it again. Go back. No, I'll never go back. Not now. I'll never leave Amaya behind. But Remus, head buried in Sirius' neck didn't see his eyes flash with anger and utter refusal.
'It could happen again. I mean there are people everywhere. Unless you live in the Forbidden Forest.' Remus lifted his tearful face to look at him.
'I hadn't thought about that.'
'No, but if we both look after her, then I can have her at full moon, and then she won't be hurt. And you can lock yourself in your basement, you do have a cellar don't you, and you won't hurt anyone else.' Remus cocked his head to one side, considering what Sirius was saying.
'It could work.' He said hesitantly. Sirius seized the opening. 'It would work Re. Say you agree.'
'Yes,I agree.' Mind muffled by his worry and self-loathing Remus conceded to Sirius' argument. Sirius smiled.
Please review.
