Jinxeh - Thanks a lot for the tip . I knew that some people spelled it 'Yeah' and others 'Yea'. Please don't kill me if I slip up and write 'Yea'? It's been embedded in my braaaaiiinnnn. pokes brain Anywhos, those titles were under 'M' for Muggle. Ah ha ha, you thought I hadn't noticed. Tricky tricky. :-P And guess what you did with those questions? poof Made a chapter! I shall call it The Jinxeh for all of your help! . In truth I hadn't really thought about that all that much, I'd been too busy thinking about my other story. Or mayyybbee… Maybe I'll make those questions into a quick little fic and call it the Jinxeh. I'll put a description for her in this author note thingy mah bob. . Thanks for the long review, I love those! . By the way, I love Poe's work, and everyone thinks I'm a twisted person because The Pit and the Pendulum is my favorite story written by him, and because of the gruesomeness of it. :P
MiSS-x-MoOnY- :-P I hate him too, so they're be a lot of bashing for him involved in this. Thanks a lot! .
A/N: Because of my dear Jinxeh, I'll give you guys a description of Kyutsu. I had originally thought of her to be whomever you thought Remus would most likely be with, but I'll do this anyway. Don't worry about what I think of her, though, if I put in the story something like 'She pulled a lock of her black/brown/blond/red/yellow/green long/short hair behind her ear, just forget the adjectives and add whatever you want in there. . Anyways, Kyutsu is: Very thin but she's not small in some areas :P, she's a little bit short waves a flag for the short people of everywhere about a head shorter than Remus. She's also got long black hair, and a pretty, pale, porcinline-like complexion. She wears a bit of makeup, but only for her eyes. It's usually black eyeliner with maybe a hint of blue underneath it with black or blue eyeshadow. Maybe take a look at Helena by My Chemical Romance and looking at her, but it won't stay like that for long. ;-) I love keeping people on their toes. . pant Now, after that very long Author's Note, let the story begin!
WARNINGS! MUST READ IF YOU HAVE PROBLEMS WITH CERTAIN WORDS OR…STUFF! Mention of rape (which in this case is just the word, none of that.. Stuff. I think you're pretty safe, but I just wanted to warn you guess that it was simply mentioned in here. Also, the kicking of men in places that make women feel happy for kicking is kicked. :P And bloodshed.. Kinda gorey, but not that bad. Then again, I watch C.S.I. Dutifully, soo.. It's up to what you
"So.. How exactly is this supposed to make me not nervous about tomorrow?" Remus asked as he tried to balance the book that James was putting on his head. Sirius was busy connecting Remus's hand to a table and making him lift it.
James and Sirius sighed. "If we've told you once, we've told you a thousand times, Moony. You have to be prepared for anything and everything when you're on a date," James said, putting another book on top of the other.
"Yeah. You have to balance a lot of things when dating a girl related to the headmaster and who your friend embarrassed the hell out of you in front of. This'll just help you realize all of the things that you gotta work with. Not embarrassing yourself in front of her, making sure you look good, making her feel special.." Sirius said, stepping back to look Remus over.
"And trying to keep your furry little secret a secret," James added, cocking his head to one side. Remus quickly turned a sickly pale. Sirius and James cocked their heads at him
"Moony? All right, there, mate?" Sirius asked, looking confused.
"M-My potion! I didn't take.. I forgot.. Shrieking Shack!" Remus gasped before tearing through the Common Room and racing down the halls. He had almost made it to the second floor landing when he tripped and fell, landing hard on his forearms and knees. He gasped for breath; his lungs felt like they were tightening. He could feel his bones melting and reforming, his skin reshaping itself, and worst of all, he could feel his wolf instinct come over him, slowly washing away his human self, and all he once cared about quickly became nothing but food and prey.
His amber eyes spotted a group of people all around him. Some were horrified and others were running back, dragging their friends with them. He gave a low growl, looking around. So many young, fresh hunts, ready for the kill. He took a deep, strong breath of air, taking in the scents of the students, now able to tell the pure bloods from the mudbloods and half bloods. He grinned as he looked around, ready to pick out a fat student, when a new scent reached his nostrils. It was the smell of.. A mate? But that couldn't be, werewolves hardly ever found their true mates, even if they can smell them.
He looked around, eager to find who it was. He held his head up a bit more, and sniffed the air. He turned his head and saw an open window, through it a cool breeze was blowing. He gave a low growl and ran towards the window, making people scream. He hurried through the window, looking back just in time to see a man with long white hair and a lot of other people look worried and shoot spells at the wall.
Remus landed lightly on his feet two stories down. He sniffed around and regained the scent. He ran towards the lake, towards the smell. He ran towards it, making the few late out students scream and run away. But they had no worries; he had already found his prey. He hurried to the lake; he could see her sitting down. She only realized his presence when he was three meters away. She whipped around, standing ankle-deep in the lake. Her eyes went wide, and Remus grinned. Her porcelain skin was ghostly pale and beautiful in the full moon that was reflected in the lake. Her bright blue eyes shone with fear, yet not the kind that he had seen in the other students'. They had been scared to death; she was just startled at what was happening. When you're scared to death, you can hardly even move, when you're simply startled, your brain goes right into action. And hers was the most powerful brain he had even known.
As Remus ran up to her, he jumped into the air and landed right on top of the panicked girl. She splashed down in the lake on her back. Her wand flew out of her pocket and landed a foot away from her right hand. Remus was on all fours, not a foot away from her face. He growled softly, looking her straight in the eye, and that's when it came to her. "R-Remus? I-Is that you, Remus?" she said quietly. He gave a low growl and ripped off her sweater with two swipes of his claws. She screamed softly. Her white uniform shirt and tie were right under it (this is the one night she had been more than grateful that she had listened to some of her grandfather's advice).
He grinned at her fright, and traced a claw delicately from her cheek to her throat, leaving a long, thin scratch. She whimpered and trembled with fear. Remus grinned at the thought that she couldn't do anything else. But all of a sudden, when she looked at his grin, she no longer looked scared. Her face set with determination, and Remus knew that this wasn't much help to her. If she didn't do anything, he'd just go about his business and end up raping her, and letting her live. If she tried to push him off of her or try anything to kill him, she'd be dead in a heartbeat. All he'd have to do is to wrap his hands around her small, delicate throat and choke her. He didn't want to make her suffer by bleeding to death.. He'd much rather prefer that her skin wasn't blemished by a slow and painful death. Tragedy to the body always takes away the beauty of it in death, or at least that's what he had read, and felt was true.
He started to try to take off her top, but she was too quick. She wrenched her hand up and punched him hard in the face. He yelped in pain and backed up slightly. As she pulled her hand down, about to grab her wand, but it was his time to be too quick for her. He grabbed her by the throat and shoved her up farther away from him and the wand, hitting her head hard on a rock. He quickly re-positioned himself on top of her so she couldn't move. She flung her leg up and kicked him hard in.. places. He howled in pain and fell to the side. She quickly stumbled to her feet and tried to run off. Because of the bump to the head, she couldn't really understand where she was going anymore, just that she had to get away. She started running straight across the long part of the lake, not changing the depth of water she was in.
Remus was more than mad. He was fuming, and he didn't care if she died slowly and painfully, he didn't care if she was supposed to be his mate. All he knew was that he wanted her dead, and to die in the slowest way possible. He got up, still sore, and pushed hard on her back, making her fall forward and hit her head once more. She started to crawl away on all fours, desperate to get away. But she wasn't that lucky.
Remus turned her around so she was on her back around. He held her fast by her throat with one hand, and began to rip up her middle with his free hand. Blood was spattered on his face and torso, but he didn't even bother to wipe it off. She had her hands wrapped around the wrist around her throat, tugging at it as she stuggled to breathe.
A shot of red was fired and hit Remus hard in the side. He was blasted off of her, and was sent two meters away from her. Remus growled as a dog and a stag ran after him. He had had many encounters with these two, and they always had ended up winning, no matter how much he struggled. He growled and ran off into the forest, admitting defeat.
KILLS SELF FOR NOT UPDATING! I'm really sorry guys, my computer… it sucks… really bad… But I promise to try to update more and more often! My other story, Changes, is currently on hiatus or however you spell I'm-stopping-it-for-right-now-because-my-mind-is-gunna-pop! But I have a new Remus story right now too, and it's going to be a flashback thing that can fit into the story, but it's a long flashback so I'll make it it's own story! I'll tell you where we'd have the flashback when we get there. Thank you for not killing me and letting me do it myself!