Disclaimer: (Looks at lawers) Do I have to...? They know already!
(Lawers:) Fine.
Author's Note: Hi y'all! I'm back from the dead!
Remus: Dangit.
Mykah: What's wrong, Remmy?
Remus: I thought I got rid of you...
Mykah: (smiles evilly) (Gives Remus his newest report card)
Remus: What the-Ahh! Not again!
Mykah: Mwah ha. Yes. You have failed Potions for the fourth
quarter in a row. Summer school for you!
Remus: NO!
Mykah: Hey hey...Summer school can't be worse than W.E.P. ...
Remus: True...
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St. Mungo's was a lot more peaceful to Remus, except when
treatment was being done...
Remus stifled back a scream. The treatment was painful, he
had somehow gotten silver into his body, and hence forth,
had to get it extracted from his body. The doctor and Ms.
Lupin watched helplessly as Remus shook from pain as the
daily treatments got rid of the silver.
Remus was trying to figure out what was worse... The recieving
of the silver or the extraction of the silver. He tightly shut his
eyes, trying to think of anything but the pain.
After five minutes, he couldn't take it anymore: His body tensed
up and he ended up clawing into his skin, which was actually
pretty easy at the moment, because of how sensitive his skin
was. He heard the doctor's voice over the intercom that
connected them.
"Alright Remus, go ahead and just relax now, that will be it
for now." He paused, but relaxed anyway.
--
(With Ms. Lupin and the doctor)
"We have to get the silver out of him..." The doctor thought
aloud. Ms. Lupin looked at her son, who was breathing
heavily and in ragged, short breaths.
"Isn't there any other way to get the silver out?" Ms. Lupin
asked. The only way they had found was a painful, not so
pleasant nor under PG-13 way to get rid of the silver without
the risk of it going into the bloodstream, to which Remus
would die. The doctor looked at Ms. Lupin.
"I wish there was..." She replied. They both looked at Remus,
who was sitting against the wall and looking as if he were asleep.
But he was still breathing heavily.
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(Back with Remmy)
The pain was slowly fading away as he relaxed against
cold wall. The cold was a relief against his burns, which
had also caused his temperature to rise. As the doctor walked
in, he looked at her as she explained they were going to try
giving him a bath. He just nodded, got up, and put his hospital
pants on for the trip over to the showers.
Once there, They turned on the water, first cold, then warm.
But to Remus, the water was scorching hot, and he couldn't
stand it. Curling up into a ball, he avoided the water and just
tried to stop from crying. The doctor noticed this, and Remus
didn't let her stop turning the cold up higher until he was shivering
from the cold water. The doctor slowly warmed it up enough to
where they could both agree-Remus wanting cold, and the
doctor wanting to keep him from freezing, and went to
Ms. Lupin, who was waiting in Remus' room.
"He's got some psychological problems with hot or warm
water, and tends to be quite frightened of it. Otherwise,
water on his burns will help cool down his body temperature
until it's back to normal. I want to keep him until the next full
moon, but after that, I'm pretty sure there will be no problem
with taking him home to where he can rest. By the next full
moon, we should have all the silver out of his body. I definetly
want to make sure that's all been extracted. I'll supply you with
the things needed to help Remus heal at home. Alright?" Ms.
Lupin smiled, and replied, "Thank you." The doctor just smiled.
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(The day of the Full Moon)
Remus felt awful, burns on top of pre-transformation problems.
The doctor's were doing everything they could to keep him
as comfortable as possible until night fall, except the twenty
minutes he spent in the treatment center and the other fourty
minutes he spent arguing over how cold the shower should
get. Remus' mother was signing a release form for Remus to
go home.
All the silver that was in his body was now gone, and the
burns had healed a considerable amount, and now mainly
his wrist and ankles had to be bandaged, and the rest of the
burns just made him look tanned/sunburned. After today, he
would get to go home and rest in peace, but he still refused
to talk.
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(The Next Day-At Remus' house)
Remus' mother smiled as she walked into the comfort
of her own home. The last few months had been stressful,
and full of worry. But now, Remus was healing well, and
even would talk when he felt there was an absolute, positive
need to.
Remus walked into his room and sat on his bed. He looked
around. His walls were covered in pictures of random things-
posters, things he cut out, pictures of his friends. He stood up,
and took down all of it.
Two hours and one big stack of papers later, Remus had
finished cleaning the mess of things that were on his wall into
folders and binders. He sat at his desk and stared at the blank
wall.
"Remus..." His mother called. His head jerked up and he
walked out to the kitchen. Looking at her as if to say, "what
d'ya want?" She showed him a letter.
"It's Dumbledore. He's asking if you plan on finishing out this
school year." Remus thought a moment. He had already
missed the first semester, and knew he would be WAY
behind. He shook his head no, but grabbed the letter as if
to tell his mother he would write to Dumbledore himself,
instead of her having to do it.
Sitting down at his desk again with his bedroom door closed
and the owl that had sent the letter drinking Remus' water, he
took out some paper and wrote the letter.
Dear Prof. Dumbledore,
Hello. I would just like to thank you, first of all, for saving me.
I heard it was you that saved me from that awful place. Second
of all, I am writing regarding your letter you sent asking me if I
wanted to finish out my fourth year. I realize I am far behind
already, and will not have any chance of getting ANY good
grades this year... But I ask you understand me- I am really
not in the mood, nor do I feel the right state of mind, to have
to deal with school right now. I acknowledge the fact that I
should probably go back, but I have a reasoning for you:
Next school year (Fifth year), give me a chance to learn
what the fifth years are learning, and in my spare time,
I will study what I missed this year. That way, when
the O.W.L.s come around, I will be ready.
Sincerely,
Remus Lupin
Remus scanned the letter for any spelling mistakes and
sent it back to Hogwarts with the owl.
Walking to the dining room for dinner, Remus thought about
how his friends would react. James would probably mail him
later, and Peter would probably do the same. Sirius... Remus
growled at himself. 'Forget Sirius!' He thought angrily.
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Remus was drawing when he heard his mother talking to
someone out in the living room. Listening in, he heard,
"Yeah, he's in his room, I don't know what he's doing
though..."
He heard three sets of footsteps as the other three Marauders
paraded into his room. Well, James and Sirius did, anyway.
(J) "Hey Remus!"
(S) "Wassup? How you been?"
(P) "Hello."
Remus smiled at them, but continued giving Sirius the cold
shoulder. Sirius noticed this, and decided to tell the others
he'd meet up with them later, and to go to the Hogsmeade
weekend they had skipped out on to come here.
Once they had left, Sirius sat down on Remus' bed, and
Remus kept his back turned away from the one he used
to call his best friend.
"Wassup, buddy? Why're you so mad at me?" He
asked the werewolf. Remus shook his head.
Then, suddenly, it all clicked.
"Wait a minute- I get. It's because my father coordinated the
whole project, right? That's what you meant in the help letter...
When you said 'Why did I tell'... Remus, honest. I didn't know.
I knew he was at the ministry more, and he wasn't beating up
on me as much, but I didn't realize it was because of this...
Honestly Remus." Remus turned around. His voice hoarse,
Remus asked, "Honest?" Sirius nodded his head.
"Honest. If I knew, I would have told you, told Dumbledore,
told ANYONE that I knew could find someway to stop it...
If anything, you should be mad at James and Peter..." Remus
looked at him quizically.
"Yeah... I shouldn't be saying this, but all they had was
sympathy, they didn't help at all. I was the one who went
to Dumbledore's face and told him 'Look at this letter!
They're being tortured!' I even nearly mauled our own
minister..." Remus smiled a bit. Sirius shook his head in
disgust at the people in their world.
"I love ya man... Not like that, I'm straight. But like a
brother...You're awesome! You're the coolest person
I've ever known, though I used to think that was James...
But anyway, all I'm trying to say is that, if I had known you
would get hurt, I'd do something to try and stop it before
hand. That's how I am with all my friends..." Sirius smiled
his mischevious and wild grin that would come with large
pranks or big surprises.
"Besides, that's why we're becoming animagus'-For you."
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END (Possibly end of story...I dunno yet...)
Author's Note: Well, that was longer than I expected it to
be... So yeah.
Please R&R, and I wish all your father's a happy
father's Day!
Sayanara!
Oh hey...This came out before the sixth book did!
And I started this when...? Before the fifth came
out...? (sweatdrop)
Remus: (Peeks out from behind the rock he was
hiding under) So everything will be better now right?
Mykah: Yup! Though now your tagged...
Remus: (Massages ear where it was pierced) I realized that.
Mykah: (grins widely as Remus realizes the tag says
"Mykah Leigh's property")Mwahaha
Remus: You... evil... #&!
Mykah: Hey! This is rated PG-13 for abuse, not
swearing! Kapeesh?
Remus: Wutever...
Mykah: (Starts singing Rage Beat) (copyright Gravitation)
Remus: (Was forced to watch all four discs of Gravi) Turn it
off!
Mykah: (Wink) Please feel free to read my other fics, seeing
as most of them tend to have been revised.
HAVE A GREAT SUMMER!