DOOM de DOOM DOOM!
Hey all, were nearing the end! But don't worry. I love the Marauders too much to NOT write more about them in several heart-wrenching, gut-busting, werewolf-wrestling madness. Plus I've got something brewing in my mind concerning Snape….
NalanaSpinderOfSouls- I'm pretty sure the bites don't affect people in animagus form. But that fact is that Sirius had transformed back into a human and lay there for hours with a snarling werewolf a few feet away, and could you blame Lupin for taking a bite? Only he didn't because the wolf in him wasn't keen to attack defenseless prey. Noble of it? I'd say not. He'd just rather have something alive and squirming to sink his great big teeth into and not let go. (Surprisingly, the morbidity isn't killing me…)
Chapter 6
Sirius awoke groggy and grumpy. Light was shining across his face through a crack in the crimson curtains pulled around him. He had been dreaming the strangest things, a dream about a werewolf and a dog, fighting and snarling in a strange, dark room…Sirius opened his eyes. That wasn't a dream. That was him, fighting Remus to the death—well, maybe not to the death, but they had been fighting fiercely…and now he was here. But where was here? The sun was shining in the completely wrong direction for this to be his bed. He tried to get up, but it made his vision swirl, and he fell back to the pillow. He turned his head easily enough, though, and glimpsed a tiny Wizarding photograph of Evans pinned to the bedpost. Ah. James's bed.
They probably had to carry me all the way upstairs…I'll have to thank them for that…
He tried to move again, and found that he cold lift his arms—barely. He flexed his fingers. They didn't hurt. He could have sworn…well, maybe it was a dream. Maybe he slept in again and…but in James's bed?
Sirius gave up his ponderings to avoid getting more confused. He'd just wait till the others got back, they were sure to be in class now. Sirius closed his eyes and slept.
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Two days passed after the full moon before Sirius could get up and go to class. The trouble was, it was Saturday. Professor McGonagall had swooped in on him on Friday afternoon, demanding to know why he'd skived off his lessons, and then sternly scolded the other three boys for not bringing him to the Infirmary when she saw his condition. And what a condition it was. Though his wounds were healed, he was missing a large amount of blood, giving his skin a pale, sickly look. Madam Pomfrey had clucked herself to a coop when she saw how much blood he was missing, and forced him to gulp down a large bottle of suspicious- smelling potion, demanding he spend the night in the Hospital Wing.
Like usual at Hogwarts, rumors were being spread around like the plague, all outrageous explanations as to why Sirius black was now lying in the Hospital wing and missing half his blood. Half the population of Hufflepuff third years were convinced that a vampire had gotten into the castle, while the other were ranting about Death Eaters.
Sirius had gotten many visitors in the Hospital Wing, mostly girls, and had been only slightly surprised to see Dumbledore stride graciously into the room. He didn't seem suspicious, or even curious, as many of the adults had been, but simply smiled at him and asked if "the condition of his health was decent." He hadn't seen Remus since his smirk in the shrieking shack, but James and Peter had sadly informed him that Remus was moping in the dormitory strangely accompanied by a ghost called "Moaning Myrtle." He had been both amused and saddened by this; he had wanted to see Remus.
And so, on Saturday morning, Sirius found himself wandering the corridors, getting awed and frightened looks form first years and worried looks from everybody else.
He had almost given up hope when he caught a glimpse of Remus's light brown hair on the balcony at the end of the corridor.
There you are, Moony, you prat….
A/N
Okaaay, so I found another place to stop. Honestly I'd make these chapters longer if I only had more TIME -sigh- I'm late as it is already.
Anyway, I hoped you all liked it. I get all excited in the pants when you review, so please feel freee!
Oh yeah, and if the stupid spellcheck doesn't work, its not my fault…
