Hogwarts High
Disclaimer: This is written by two Harry potter fan girls, we do not own him as much as we want to say we do. So for this fic, you may thank Miss. Rowling and our two authoresses, DemonofDoom and Jillibean
Chapter four-
Secrets and Mad dashes-
The next morning Skye woke up long before dawn, dressing in black sweatpants, a grey wife beater and tight running shoes; slipped a note onto Lilly's night stand and walked down the stairs heading out of the castle.
She took a small detour to the kitchens to grab a glass of milk and a few slices of toast. Then, munching as she went, she walked outside to the former quidditch pitch, that now looked like a large track with really high stands.
She stretched out her body and started running, leaving the empty glass on the ground as a marker. . After her first two laps, she slowed to a jog for a third lap, sprinting a fourth and jogging a fifth.
After her fifth lap, she walked back to the glass and 'filled' it with water, draining it quickly. She looked around her in the growing sunrise and saw a figure coming from the castle down to the track.
"Morning!" Skye called smiling.
"You're note said you'd be out here," Lilly said, waving the parchment in Skye's face. "What are you doing out here this early?"
Skye smiled and brushed her sweaty bangs from her face. "I like to run. I used to run twice a day… but I fell behind, I figured I could start again."
Lily laughed, bright green eyes shining with mirth, her long red hair forming perfectly around her face. "I used to watch my dad and sister, Petunia, run." She smiled. "I never was very fast, but I loved to watch them."
"Watching is always fun, too." Skye commented.
Another figure came out of the early morning fog with a load yawn.
"Today's Thursday," Only one person would state the days like that, and that was Carrie, "I can't believe it's so late in the week."
"Yep, meaning only eight more days for us to be here," Skye said.
"What do you mean?" Lily asked, "Aren't you staying for the year?"
"No, our job is to stay here for two weeks to help out with the muggle person," Skye explained.
"It's fun staying here and everything, but yesterday was a very sad Wednesday," Carrie commented.
"How was it sad?" they both asked.
"It just was..." Carrie said, deep in thought.
A flock of crows flew in and landed in the center of the track.
"My minions!" Carrie exclaimed, raising her arms upwards towards the birds.
The birds then flew away, in which Carrie chased after them and called,
"Noooo! Come back!"
"Lets go back in, I need to shower before classes." Skye said, rubbing her aching thighs.
"Alright," Carrie said. "I'll see you at breakfast."
The three of them walked back into the castle, seperating so Carrie could go to her common room, Lilly to hers, and Skye to the showers.
As the hot water steamed up the mirrors, Skye looked into her reflection seeing a sweaty pale girl of sixteen. She scowled and wiped the steam away from the mirror, blurring her reflection. She undressed and stepped into the shower wincing as the hot water hit her. She didn't hear the door open or close, and she didn't hear footsteps come close to the shower she had occupied. She didn't hear the heavy breathing six inches from her face, but she did hear someone run out of the bathroom and slam the door.
"Hello?" She called, confused, looking out from behind the curtain.
-Weird, lets skip to breakfast! -
Carrie sat down next to Severus.
"Morning!" She said cheerily, reflecting his dark mood off of her.
"You look grumpy." She said with little concern and lots of bounce. Severus glared at her and continued to munch on whatever was in his mouth. Carrie shrugged and heaped piles of sugary foods on her plate. Hmmmm, suuuugaaaarrr... Drool. (Yes, I do think the effects in my head and say them aloud...so?)
Over at the Gryffindor table, Skye sat down to Remus and greeted him cheerfully,
"Hi!"
He looked at her with a weak smile. Remus had dark circles under her eyes and looked very pale.
"Oh no! Are you sick? Are you okay?" Skye asked worriedly, touching his forehead with her fingertips.
"I'm fine," he replied, "It's just...I didn't get much sleep last night..."
"Well, I hope that's all," she said, piling toast onto her plate. She munched at a piece of toast and then decided to start a conversation, "Strange thing happened this morning. I was taking a shower and then I heard someone run out and slam the door."
Remus almost choked on what he was eating when he heard this.
"H-how strange," he replied.
At the Slytherin table, Severus groaned as he watched Remus and Skye talk. Carrie noticed the growl and patted him on the head,
"Calm down, boy." she said.
"Don't treat me like a dog!" he said angrily.
"Here, that reminds me so much of one of my mangas."
"What is a 'manga?"
"A manga is the most awesome type of books ever!" she explained, "They're also called graphic novels."
"So, are they like comic books?"
"Sorta."
Severus looked down at his meal and glared deep in thought.
"If you're trying to make your food explode with your mind, I suggest you do it not near me." Carrie commented.
"I'm not trying to do that," he replied angrily, "I'm just thinking."
Carrie scooted closer to him and put her head next to his,
"Hmmm, echo?"
He glared at her, then back over at the Gryffindor table. Carrie followed his eyes and commented,
"Oh I see. You're jealous that Skye got Remus before you could."
"What?"
Throughout the first three classes Remus only showed signs of being sick and Skye continued to worry. He didn't want to make her worry about him, and had continued to say he was sorry.
"You don't have to say you're sorry," she had said.
During P.E., he had fallen to his knee during a game of basketball. Skye rushed to his side and continued to ask if he was okay.
"I'm fine, you don't need to worry."
"But I can't help it!"
"I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"For making you worry."
"You don't need to be sorry for that, Remus."
Skye walked back to the court she was playing at with Remus looking back at her.
"You know, I think I know a solution to your slight problem," Carrie said, getting Remus' attention.
"What's that?" he asked.
"When she starts to worry about you, don't say you're sorry, but instead say..."
Later, when he had fallen again, Skye asked if he was okay. He replied,
"I'm okay. You don't need to worry." (Deja vu)
"But, you're my friend. I'm going to worry about you."
"...Thank you."
Skye looked into his eyes and gave him a hug,
"You're welcome!"
He patted her back, enjoying the hug.
"Eeeeeew! Human affection!" Carrie said from behind them.
"You're not one to talk when you have Pat!" Skye said over Remus' shoulder.
"We're not human. We're demons!"
Later at lunch, Skye and Carrie were eating their lunch in the Great Hall. They both looked up at each other, and as if they were speaking telepathically, they looked back down trying to hold back a smile.
"What are you smiling about?" Severus asked, "Wait, that's normal for you as you constantly are always happy."
"I'm not always happy, but our plan is forming like gravy." she replied.
"Like...gravy? How does gravy form."
"Sssh! Wait and see!"
The superintendent walked in striding towards his normal seat at the teachers' table. He sat down and started to eat his food. Then, from nowhere, as if by magic (which in this case...) mashed potatoes was thrown at his balding head.
Someone then yelled, "FOOOD FIGHT!"
Food started flying everywhere. Meat, vegetables, torn apart sandwiches, fruits; every type of lunch food was being thrown. And even...
"Dessert!" Carrie exclaimed, as her and Severus crawled on the ground to duck the flying food.
"How can you think of food at a time like this?"
"How can you not think of food when it's flying around everywhere?"
Skye was ducking also, from a bowl of strawberries, watching Remus catch a piece of flying meat in his mouth like a Frisbee.
"How cute! You're just like a puppy."
"That may be a little too true..." he mumbled.
Skye and Carrie met up in the middle of the Great Hall smiling.
"Isn't this great?" she asked, "This never happened at our old school!"
They ran out of the Great Hall laughing with their friends shortly behind them.
Hours later the group sat in the library, each reading a book or magazine when the previously absent Skye came running in waving a calendar in her hands.
"Carrie!" She squealed, practically spazzing out on the spot. "Guess what."
"What?" Carrie asked, looking giggly herself.
"Tonight's the full moon!" Skye gushed. "And my calendar-"
"We know that," Sirius said. " All you have to do is ask- OOF!" he gasped as he was pummeled by James and the sickly Remus.
Skye continued. "-Said that tonight's full moon is going to be huge and a really gold color. It's a big deal! Do you all want to meet me at the astronomy tower tonight to see it?"
Carrie squealed. "I wanna! I wanna!" she looked over to Severus. " Do you want to come?"
"I'll think about it."
"YAY!"
"Carrie, I said I'd think about it."
"YAY!"
"Never mind."
"YAY!"
"Remus," Skye said, sitting next to him and feeling his forehead for at least the thirtieth time that day. "Are you feeling all right? I don't think you should go if you are still feeling bad." She said
"I'm going," He said. "All of us are, we wouldn't want to miss it."
"Great!"
As Skye, Carrie and Severus walked out of the library, bickering about what part of the astronomy tower would be the best place to see the moon, the marauders all turned to each other with worried expressions.
The rest of the day was far too happy for Severus, no matter that 'the rest of the day' was the hour before dinner, dinner and sundown. He told Carrie to go on to see the moon alone, he wasn't going.
Skye and Carrie sat in the moonlight, Carrie with a set of paints, painting the scene and Skye with two cameras taking photos in black and white, and color.
"I wonder where they are…" Carrie mused after an hour and a half of painting, photographing, and talking.
Skye fumed next to her, never being the patient type was fidgeting and looking down the stairs behind them for her friends. "Didn't I say sundown?" she hissed.
-30 seconds later…-
"Lets go." She grumbled, gathering her things. "I need to walk, you can leave your stuff in my common room for now."
"Okay." Carrie said, laughing slightly at her friend's lack of patience and fiery temper.
The two of them walked into the common room, put their things down and within seconds, Skye was ushering Carrie out of the common room and into the main hallway leading to the exit of the castle.
Once outside, Skye's quiet fuming exploded. "If they didn't fucking want to come why say they would!" she screamed, waving her arms around and ignoring Carrie's pained expression and ear rubbing. "I mean it's not fair." She inhaled deeply trying to calm herself.
"What's that." Carrie said softly.
"What's what!" Skye snapped.
"That." She pointed to some bushes nearby. "They look like eyes."
"Prolly' just a cat."
A low growl came from the eyes and without anymore warning, a giant light brown wolf with yellow eyes sprung out at them. They screamed and ran closer to the forest, the wolf in pursuit.
"Some cat!" Carrie yelled at Skye.
"I still want it to be!" The latter screamed back, not stopping in her sprint.
They hit a clump of trees so tightly grown together it resembled a wall, they turned around, but the wolf had vanished.
"You think it's gone?" Skye asked.
"I think so…"
They walked back to the castle, being quiet and cautious.
"That was weird, I thought the wolves stayed in the forest."
"So did I." Skye murmured.
As they neared the castle, the low growl returned, the girls turned to see the wolf seven paces from them, preparing to pounce.
A large black dog followed by a male deer broke from the bushes. The two animals circled the wolf, trying to give the girls some time to escape, sadly they didn't quite understand.
The wolf threw the dog to the aside and knocked the buck into a close tree, slowly advancing on the two girls.
Carrie and Skye were scared stiff and didn't move until the wolf had jumped at them and had them pinned to the ground.
The girls started to cry from fear as the wolf pondered whom to kill first.
Skye looked up at the golden moon, slightly blurred from her tears. She saw the silver clouds drift lazily over it surface, blocking it from view when a loud whimper or a howl made her look back to the wolf on top of her and Carrie.
The seconds that passed seemed like hours in disguise, and above them the wolf was no longer.
"Remus?" Skye whispered to the bloody, dirty, and practically naked young man staring down at them in horror. He stared for a few moments longer, then ran for the forest.
Sirius and James came out from the trees, both rubbing sore body parts." What the fuck are you two doing out here! Get back to your common rooms now!" Sirius scolded before running after Remus with James.
The girls looked at each other, rising slowly.
"You know," Skye said with a slight giggle. "Remus has a really fine arse."
"How can you think of that at a time like this? He almost killed us!"
"Did you not see him run away wearing nothing?"
AN by Jillibean YES! Another chapter done. A dramatic one at that… I promise the next chapters will make up for it with chaos! More mysteriousness to come
A shout out to my dad, who is always telling me to be patient…
We figured that in the books, Lupin didn't change until the moonlight hit the ground, he'd turn back if the moon was clouded sufficiently… good theory no?
AN by DemonofDoom Whoo! That was a good chap! We had decided on a food fight a long time ago and this would be a good time to use the idea. We had a hard time thinking for this one; not quite sure why. A few notes, the 'instead of saying I'm sorry, say thank you when someone's worried' is an idea from Tsubasa by CLAMP. It's a good manga and I want you all to read it. I thought the idea would be good for Skye and Remus. And the whole treating Severus like a dog is also from Tsubasa. And Wednesdays play a big role! (Well, at least in my life...). The werewolf thing was all Skye's idea, so give credit to her for that.
The minion thing is from the fact I like birds and that I want them to be my minions so that I can make an army of them and rule the world! I will make them collect eyeballs and I'll keep them in jars in my refrigerator so that I can tell people who visit me to go get a soda and they'll see it there staring back at them! I know, I'm scary, but that's where the nickname Scary Carrie comes from. The painting is also on a true fact that I do paint. You can see my artwork at fanart-central dot net. It's a cool place and I do have fanart of Harry Potter up there.
The next chapter will make up for the dramaticness in this chap! Skye and I will work hard to make it so funny you all keel over and hurt your lungs from laughing so much!