CHAPTER 3: Questions
This was it. She was going to do it. Hermione had to tell Harry, now, while Ron was at Quidditch and they were alone in the common room.
"H-Harry, I have something to tell you," she squeaked.
"What is it? You sound nervous," Harry said in a rather concerned tone of voice.
"Well- it's just-" Hermione tried to explain without sounding crazy.
"Well, there can't be anything else so important that you would be nervous. Unless you found a spell that would take us back in time so we could find my parents. Like that would ever happen," he snorted.
"Actually…"
It was a perfect Saturday and the Marauders were sitting by the lake, trying to find the Giant Squid.
"It's funny," Sirius remarked. "We've been here for seven years and we haven't ever seen the Squid."
"Yeah. I bet loads of other people have seen it, but the most trouble making people who deserve to haven't!" James said.
"Maybe that's why we haven't seen it. Maybe it only chooses the people who are good," Wormtail said slowly.
"You know? That makes sense!" Remus said, a smile spreading across his face as he imagined how the other two would react.
"It does, but it's not fair!" Prongs pouted.
"Gees, Prongs. Calm down!" Moony said.
Prong let out a huff of breath and rolled his eyes. These moods sometimes when he was away from Lily for a bit or if she had thought he was being stupid.
The silence pressured them. It tried to get them to talk, but to no avail. The silence lasted. All four Marauders thought. They thought of things they could (or possibly would) not say. James thought of his love for Lily. Sirius thought of being pure. Some of his friends weren't pureblood and yet they were his best friends ever- the ones he would never want to be parted from. But it wasn't good enough for them. Peter thought of how grateful he was to be a friend of them. He would have been quickly labeled as an outcast if it had not been for them. And Remus thought very hard. He felt like something was going to happen, something that would change their lives. He also thought that it would not happen for a long, long time.
They all thought of what would happen if a betrayal would happen. A betrayal of their secrets, no matter what they were. Just in case.
"Have you ever felt like something was going to happen? Something big, but you couldn't tell what it was? Like, maybe we couldn't see it? Or maybe it would be a long time away, but the shadow of it was still there?" Remus asked.
The others agreed silently. Their lack of words made Remus Lupin uneasy. It felt like they thought he was an idiot, but that was not the case. They all agreed, but just could not say.
Hermione bit her lip nervously as she waited for Harry to say something. He just stood there, shocked. He could not believe that this was happening.
"Harry? Are you okay?" Hermione asked quietly, fearing that it would be a reaction like the ones he had last year.
"Huh? Oh yeah. Why didn't you tell me earlier?" He said.
"I don't know! I just couldn't!" Hermione squeaked. She was terrified. The way he had acted last year, she wouldn't be surprised if he shouted until he lost his breath and turned blue. "Please don't get mad!"
"Oh, sorry Hermione. Can we talk about this tomorrow? It's just really sudden," he said.
"Okay."
Harry went up to bed, looking very lost. Hermione took several deep breaths, steadying herself. It was strange; normally h would have wanted to jump right into things, but Harry actually wanted to think things over.
"I'll just go to bed too," she said to no one in particular, and went up the stairs.
Hermione had long dreams about nothing in particular- none that she could remember the next day. They included a certain emerald-eyed boy with a lightning scar upon his forehead.
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Once again, I took out the hyper feeling. I mean, the Marauders were active and probably hyper at some points in their lives, but "!" seems a little much. It's only okay in emails. And only when I am really hyper and talking to Padfoot about… things.