Chapter 5: notes and a miracle
Disclaimer: I do not own any of this, for when I look in the mirror, I am not J.K. Rowling.
A/N: I am soooooooooooooo sorry for taking so long to update but u have absolutely no idea what has happened to me since I last updated! I have gone thru so much shit this year…………but this is not the time for my sob story, this is for u guys! Read on! (The notes are in italics, that's the majority of this chappie)
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Dear Moony,
What is the point in paying attention in this class? I swear, his enthusiasm died when he did. Professor Binns should just give up and go to the "other side" or wherever you go when you die! So, anyhow, plans for the full moon? I know the normal stuff but this time I think you should get to choose where we go. Not that you'll remember, sorry, that was mean. Write me back!
Messr. Padfoot
Dear Padfoot,
The point in paying attention is so you can pass the exam at the end of the year, you twit. But I do agree with your fervor to get rid of him. If we had a young, exuberant professor, maybe someone besides me would pay attention! Well, in regards to the full moon, I think the wolf is perfectly content with running through Hogsmeade. And frankly, you're right, he wouldn't know the difference if we went somewhere else.
Messr. Moony
Moony,
Hey, dude, I can pass the exam by using cheating quills or my sheer genius…. or you for that matter. The only way I would pay attention in this class would be for the professor to be a woman, with large proportions. Heeheehee……… and no one but you cares that much about notes, honestly. Ok then, Hogsmeade it is. How are you feeling? It's only about 4 days now, right?
Padfoot
Padfoot,
Excuse me? I will not assist you in your evil cheating, good grade getting schemes. I refuse. And cheating quills are illegal. McGonagall will confiscate any from anyone she suspects and she most certainly suspects you! And there is more to life than women, I know you'll be shocked, but it's true. I'm feeling as well as can be expected this close to doomsday. No, really, not that bad.
Moony
Moony,
Are you sure? From where I sit you look a little peaky…. hmmm. Nothing a little chocolate can't cure, I'm sure. Well anyway, fine, you can't join in on me and Prongs' cheat-sheet making party. Ha! So there! No! There can't be things other than women important in this world! You must be kidding! Or crazy. And yes, McGonagall suspects me, but she loves me.
Padfoot
Padfoot,
Yes I'm sure! And you sit all the way across the room! Why would I trust your eyesight? Well, I always look a bit peaky so I wouldn't be surprised if you were right. Ah yes, chocolate cures everything. And I mean, everything. Fine, I don' t want to be in your little party. And yes, there are other things. And no, I'm not crazy, nor does McGonagall love you.
Moony
Moony,
Fine, if you're sure. But I'm telling you, if I had this lycanthropy thing, I would be using it to my advantage! It could really get you out of class! And my eyesight is bloody well fine! Hmph. What do you use that chocolate for, Moony? Heeheehee…well maybe she doesn't love me but she did blush terribly at my Halloween, alcohol-induced marriage proposal. Am I right?
Padfoot
Padfoot,
Oh my dear dog, everyone in the great hall blushed at the sheer embarrassing-ness of that comment. And if you had this "lycanthropy thing", you would never survive. No offense but I would love to see you go one full moon without dying. And you do not use medical problems to get you out of class, okay? Well, maybe you do but I don't. Shut up, I know what was going on in your head at that chocolate comment and frankly, you need to get your mind out of the gutter! Well, there's the bell, see you at lunch!
Moony
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Sirius closed the book after reading this last note and sneaking a peak at the wizarding photograph below it. It was of him and Remus at the lunch mentioned in the previous note. In it, Sirius was showing a mouthful of something chewed and was putting bunny ears behind the head of the unsuspecting Moony, who was reading a thick book. He looked at his comatose friend and wished the same thing he wished everyday. For him to wake up and for everything to go back to as normal as it could be with the war on.
About three weeks after Remus fell into the coma, Mary stopped by. "I am so sorry!" she said, upon entering the room.
"Where have you been?" Sirius exclaimed, jumping out of his chair.
"Well, I was out of town on business for Dumbledore and I only just got your owl, I think it got lost in a storm or something. Its wing was all bent and…" she gasped, catching a glimpse of Remus. "You didn't say it was this bad, Sirius."
"Well I didn't want to worry you."
She walked over slowly to Remus' bed and touched his hand. It was still relatively warm, but the doctors had warned his time was running out.
"Remus…" she whispered. "It's me, Mary. I love you darling, and you have to wake up to feel that love. Honey," she glanced at Sirius. "Remember that night a few months ago?"
Sirius' eyes widened as she continued. "When it was so cold out and I had no energy left to apparate home? Well, I did have energy for something else as you may recall. Well, darling, you must wake up so we can share another night like that. Please? Please do it, for me and for Sirius, and for Lily and James, and the baby, Remus. Lily and James' baby! That child needs you in his life. What will he do without an Uncle Moony to give him chocolate?"
Sirius, still amazed that Remus had had a girl overnight at his place, smiled at this last comment. "So, what do you say Remus?" she leaned closer. "Will you wake up? For me?" she carefully removed his oxygen mask and, through tears, kissed his cold lips.
It was as though she had breathed life into him. He began to breathe on his own and his eyelids flickered. She kissed his cheek and his eyes opened wearily. "Mary?" he asked, with a hoarse and unused voice.
"Yes, Remus, it's me…" she said, through tears of joy. "I'm here."
Later that day when a doctor came in to examine the newly awakened Remus, he said that the thing that had stirred him from his coma was simply, love.
A/N: well, what do you have to say to that chapter? Let me know by reviewing. And all those people who said, "what happened to Mary? What kind of a girlfriend is she?" yeah, those people? drop me a line, eh?