Ohhhh.cliffie!!!
I'm back and I decided to update soon cause I know that you'll
all kill me if I don't. This chapter's a bit unexpected..hope u
like it!!
Brit*Kit
Chapter 11 Padfoot's Lesson
Harry ran through the halls, thinking about what he'd just heard. He didn't exist? How was that possible? None of this was making any sense and his list of troubles was growing by the minute. Finally he skidded into the DADA classroom, still confused and hoping he wasn't late.
"HARRY!!"
"What? Oh, hey Liz." He sat down and in a period of about five minutes told her, the rest of the angels, and Ron and Hermione everything he just found out. But unfortunately before they had a chance to answer, Sirius came striding into the room.
"Good morning." He said, going to his desk.
"Good morning, Professor," they all said.
Sirius stood behind his desk and looked at them all. "I have very few rules in this class but this is one of them- Do NOT call me Professor. You will address me as Sirius, no exceptions. I was a student here not all that long ago, so I remember what it was like. Also, and you can ask Remus for proof on this, the idea of me being a professor is just plain ludicrous. Other Rules- I don't give homework if I can help it- hated the stuff myself- but you will be getting some this first month. Also- don't raise your hand. If I learn all your names by the end of the year it'll be a miracle. Just yell out. Any questions?" Dead silence. "You sure? You can ask about anything you know."
The entire class raised their hands, except for Harry. Sirius grinned. "Thought so. Ummm- you!" he pointed at lavender. "Name?"
"Lavender."
"Okay, question?"
"Are you married?'
Sirius grinned. "You have absolutely no Idea how many times I've been asked that today. Yes I am."
Seamus called out, "Who is she?"
"My wife?" said Sirius. "Arwen Evanstar. You wouldn't know her- but if your parents are wizards they might."
"Is it true you went to Azkaban for twelve years and then broke out?"
"Yes."
"What for?"
"Something I didn't do."
"How'd ya break out?"
"Changed into dog form and swam to the mainland."
"You can change into a dog?!"
"Yeah. Been able to since I was fifteen."
"Can you show us?"
"Sure." Two seconds later a large black dog trotted out from behind the desk, earning 'aww's from the girls. Then Sirius changed back. People asked lots of questions- even the Slytherins gave way to curiosity. They asked about everything. Finally the questions subsided, except for Hermione, who was sitting dead center, hand waving in the air.
"Yes, Hermione?"
"What are we going to be doing this year?" she wanted to know. Sirius grinned.
"I had a feeling you were going to ask that. Well, I have the reports of what you've covered in the last five years and this is it. First year you learned the basics, Second you learned 'how not to teach a DADA class' third you covered boggarts, Red caps, kappas, grindylows, werewolves," here he grinned slightly, " and touched on Dementors, Fourth year you did basic dark curses?" he looked up to see several people in the class nodding and shrugged. "And last year you learned absolutely nothing with the exception of those of you in the DA. Whether or not the DA will be continuing I don't know which is precisely why I want to see you after class, Harry." Harry nodded. "So, for the first month or so of this year we'll be brushing up on what you should have learned last year and then I think we'll get on to other worlds, so a bit about the creatures there, maybe do some trips if I have my way, and then we'll wing it. Sound good?"
There was a general shout of "Yeah!" and Sirius grinned and glanced at the clock. "Well it looks like we've got time and if we go over, we you'll all have to miss a bit of potions. I'm sure nobody minds. I've got a little.presentation that I've wanted to show some of you and I think the rest of the class will enjoy it as well. Mind you- whenever I do a 'special presentation' word of it does not leave the room. Understood?"
"Yes, Sirius."
"Great. Harry?"
"Yeah?"
"D'you have the map with you?"
Harry blinked. Why would Sirius want to show the map to the class? "Er...yeah, why?"
"You'll see. Bring it here, would you?" Harry brought it up. Sirius enlarged it and then said, "I suppose you're all wondering why I am showing you a large piece of empty parchment. Yes?"
"Uh-huh."
"Well, the reason is, it's not a blank piece of parchment. Observe." He tapped it with his wand and murmured quietly, and Harry watched the familiar outline of Hogwarts castle appear. "Now then, who knows who Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs are?" Harry, Ron, and Hermione raised their hands. "Well I know you do. Anybody else? No? Okay I'll tell you then. They were four boys, four best friends. Probabley the greatest troublemakers Hogwarts has ever known. Still no guesses? Alright, Padfoot is me. Moony is Lupin."
"Professor Lupin?"
"One and only. Wormtail is Peter Pettigrew. Prongs is-"
"Was," cut in Harry.
"-was James Potter. We left this behind in our seventh year, in hopes that someone would find it and figure out how to use it. We only took a few things away from Hogwarts when we left. James took his invisibility cloak, Peter a necklace we gave him in third year, Remus a photo of all of us, also in third year, and I took a small box, holding a bit of each of our 'fur's from when we transformed. We were all amagi. Prongs was a Stag, Peter a rat, I am, obviously a dog. Remus didn't need to learn how to become one. He was a werewolf. You might be wondering where all the rest of it went. The answer is simple. Its here. At Hogwarts. We swore that we'd all come back together one day and get it, but now we cant. You see, we left it in the room of requirement. And enchanted the door so that only if three of the four marauders were there, and there of their own free will, would the door open. That is why me and moony haven't gone over and gotten the stuff ourselves. But the map isn't just a map. It's a connection. A connection between all four marauders, if it contacts you, and says who is holding the map, and you think your response. Watch." He tapped the map with his wand and words appeared.
Mr. Moony would like to know what the hell Mr. Padfoot thinks he's doing.
There was a collected gasp from the students.
Mr. Padfoot would like to know if Mr. Moony knows that every word he says is being shown to students he once taught.
Mr. Moony would like to know why Mr. Padfoot is showing students the map.
Mr. Padfoot is declining to answer
At this point Harry tapped the map with his wand and more words appeared.
Mr. Prongs jr. would like to know why Mr. Moony and Mr. Padfoot are arguing.
Mr. Padfoot objects to Mr. Prongs jr.'s idea that he and Mr. Moony are arguing.
Mr. Moony says Prongs jr.?
Mr. Prongs jr. shrugs and says it was the only thing he could think of.
Mr. Wormtail says don't kill me.
Mr. Padfoot says like hell we won't!
Mr. Moony agrees with Mr. Padfoot and would like to know why Mr. Wormtail joined Voldemort in the first place.
Mr. Wormtail would like to know where they got the Idea that he joined Voldemort.
Mr. Prongs jr says that he has seen him.
Mr. Wormtail extends his apologies for not being clearer. Mr. Wormtail would like to know where you got the idea that he joined WILLINGLY.
Mr. Moony says he still doesn't get it.
Mr. Wormtail wonders if Messrs. Moony and Padfoot remember the beginning of fourth year or if he will have to dump the both of them into a pensive head first.
Mr. Moony objects to Mr. Wormtail's statement and says that he remembers fourth year perfectly, thank you very much.
Mr. Padfoot wants to know where Mr. Wormtail is going with all this.
Mr. Prongs jr. says that he thinks we need to go with the pensive idea.
Mr. Padfoot says very funny but no.
Mr. Moony is mildly amused- but does not like the insult to his memory.
Mr. Wormtail wants to know if Mr. Padfoot has dismissed class yet.
Mr. Padfoot says he hasn't and what do you care.
Mr. Prongs jr says here we go again.
Mr. Wormtail says that if Mr. Padfoot wishes to know what he's talking about then he better dismiss the class. Except for Mr. Prongs jr.
Right about then every single kid in the class started complaining at the top of their lungs. Sirius held up his hands for silence, frowning at the map, and said. "You are dismissed- but would someone go get Dumbledore? I think he needs to see this. Passwords Lemon Drop."
"I'll go." Said Liz, and she gathered her stuff and ran. Every one else filed out after that, grumbling, until only Ron and Hermione were still at their desks. And making no sign of leaving.
"Harry stays- we stay." Said Ron stubbornly. "Besides- he'll tell us all about it anyway."
Sirius sighed. "We'll ask Dumbledore." As if he had been summoned Dumbledore appeared outside the door and came in. He looked a little windswept and Liz beside him looked very smug. "Professor- I only sent Liz a second ago, how did you get here so fast?"
"I'll talk to you later about that. What's this with a map?"
Sirius showed him. Again words appeared.
Mr. Wormtail would like to ask if Mr. Padfoot is going to get back here any time in the next century.
Mr. Moony agrees with Mr. Wormtail and would like to know when Mr. Wormtail is going to start.
Mr. Prongs jr. would like to know what the heck is going on.
Mr. Wormtail advises Mr. Prongs jr. to hush up and watch.
After those words appeared- they vanished. The Page was blank again. Then it began to glow like a TV screen, showing a picture. It showed four, no five boys surrounded by a crowd. Four of them, Harry recognized. Snape was lying on the ground, propped up by his elbows; Remus Lupin was against a tree, reading. And his Father and Sirius were standing on either side of a mystery boy. 'We were all in fourth year- it was September.' Came Wormtail's words.
The mystery boy had his wand out and was pointing it at Snape. He had blond curls and grey-blue eyes. He was short, and stocky, and looked like the sort of person that innocence just seemed to roll off him in waves. But right now it wasn't. Right now he was mad. "Take it back," the boy's voice was light, and quick, "All of it. Right now."
Snape's answer was a glare and a scoff. "Take it back? Not on your life, Pettigrew." The blond boy was PETER? That couldn't be right. A brother maybe.
"Take it back." Said Peter, still pointing his wand at Snape. "And if I ever hear you say anything of the like again I will personally make sure you wish you were dead."
"How?"
"Tell me, snivelly, what is one of the only things in this school worth staying for?"
"Quiddich."
"Mm-hmm. And do you play quiddich?"
"Yeah. Slytherin seeker."
"Do you want to continue playing quiddich?"
"Yes."
"Then keep your big fat mouth shut."
"Or?"
"Or I'll do this." Here Peter muttered something and a small jet of yellow light shot out of his wand. "This wont hurt you yet- but if you ever say anything ratty about anyone- it'll take effect."
"What is it?"
"Butterfingers hex. You won't be able to catch anything, let alone a snitch."
"You can't do that!"
"Well, goodness," drawled Peter, smirking, "I thought I already did. C'mon guys- lets go find Lana." And the threesome left to duck behind the tree that Remus was leaning against. Remus didn't move. Several seconds later, two pairs of hands reached around the tree, grabbed Remus, and yanked him behind.
Now they had a clear view of the marauders. They were huddled under a cloak and walking down a corridor.
"Are you sure she's in moaning myrtle's bathroom?" James hissed.
"Positive," was Remus's response. "According to Rosie, that's where she always goes. They don't know why though."
"Well I think we're about to find out," said Peter, pushing open the door. They all clambered in and got under the cloak again. Soon after a girl came out of one of the stalls. She had curly black hair and skin the color of chocolate. And she looked as though she had been crying. She leaned on one of the sinks and Harry recognized it as the one that was the entrance to the chamber, and looked at herself in the mirror.
Then a man appeared. He was wearing a dark cloak, and everything about him screamed 'I'm a Death Eater!' He smiled slightly at the girl, and said "Come here, girly. You have to." A glazed over, trance-like look came over the girls eyes. She started walking around the sink towards the man. "Lana- no!" Remus whispered, and dashed out from under the cloak, grabbing one of her arms to hold her back.
"Let me go," she said in dull tones, pulling on Remus's arm.
"No! James, Sirus, Help me!"
The other three under the cloak dashed out. By now the girl was fighting full out- yelling and such. That's when Harry saw Peter notice Lana's bracelet. It was hand-woven- and glowing. Grabbing her wrist, Peter began to yank it off.
"What are you doing?" snapped the girl, but the voice wasn't hers. It was Riddle's. Finally Peter succeeded in pulling off the bracelet, but the force threw him into the sink. As soon as the bracelet was off, Lana collapsed into Remus's arms. Peter tried to scramble to his feet but as he did a man appeared. Harry instantly recognized him as Voldemort- but a younger Voldemort. He stood towering over Peter, who still was unable to get to his feet, and spoke.
"If you are so determined to save her, you shall take her place!" And with that shot a large jet of black fire from his wand at Peter. Peter screamed and fell unconscious, and Voldemort disappeared. Lana woke up, took one look at the scene before her, and raced around the sinks. The death eater, forgotten until now was still over there and laughing. Lana went up to him and jammed her foot at his throat, forcing him against the wall.
"What is the cure?" she screamed.
The death eater choked.
"TELL ME!!"
He coughed. She pressed harder. Finally he managed to choke out "Death."
"Whose?!"
"The dark lords."
Lana's eyes widened, and she released the death eater. "Get out of my sight," she told him, and then covered her face with her hands.
"Lana?" James ventured, going over to her. "What happened? What cure?"
Lana lifted her head; her cheeks were stained with tears. "No. No, you're better off not knowing. Just be careful what you trust him with from now on. I have to go." And she turned and left.
Mr. Wormtail wants you all to know that the black fire was a soul controlling spell that was originally on Lana.
Mr. Prongs jr. would like to know what the heck that is.
Mr. Moony says that it is total and complete control over a person. The glitch is that Riddle didn't know what Peter was really like so he started to change him into the Peter Pettigrew you know.
Mr. Padfoot wants to know if Mr. Moony actually believes this.
Mr. Moony says that he does seeing as he just talked to Lana.
Mr. Padfoot wants to know why he is not talking to the controlled Peter.
Mr. Wormtail says that is because the map contacts me and only the real me so that's why. Also if you get in the Marauders Cache (a/n- its French- pronounce Caa - sha) and open my 'door' the real me will come out because it will summon the body and strip the body of all enchantments and spells place d on it- including Avada Kedavara and Soul control which is why we can bring Lily and James back.
Mr. Pongs jr. would like to know how the heck they can get in.
Mr. Wormtail says that it will let you in because you are James's son now scat.
Mr. Moony wants to know where he is to scat too.
Mr. Wormtail want to know if Mr. Moony is a complete idiot as he should know that he wants them to go to the Marauders Cache.
All the words vanished, and Sirius looked up. "Well," he said tiredly. "Looks like we have a bit of work to do."
Harry looked at him. "Oh yeah."
Brit*Kit
Chapter 11 Padfoot's Lesson
Harry ran through the halls, thinking about what he'd just heard. He didn't exist? How was that possible? None of this was making any sense and his list of troubles was growing by the minute. Finally he skidded into the DADA classroom, still confused and hoping he wasn't late.
"HARRY!!"
"What? Oh, hey Liz." He sat down and in a period of about five minutes told her, the rest of the angels, and Ron and Hermione everything he just found out. But unfortunately before they had a chance to answer, Sirius came striding into the room.
"Good morning." He said, going to his desk.
"Good morning, Professor," they all said.
Sirius stood behind his desk and looked at them all. "I have very few rules in this class but this is one of them- Do NOT call me Professor. You will address me as Sirius, no exceptions. I was a student here not all that long ago, so I remember what it was like. Also, and you can ask Remus for proof on this, the idea of me being a professor is just plain ludicrous. Other Rules- I don't give homework if I can help it- hated the stuff myself- but you will be getting some this first month. Also- don't raise your hand. If I learn all your names by the end of the year it'll be a miracle. Just yell out. Any questions?" Dead silence. "You sure? You can ask about anything you know."
The entire class raised their hands, except for Harry. Sirius grinned. "Thought so. Ummm- you!" he pointed at lavender. "Name?"
"Lavender."
"Okay, question?"
"Are you married?'
Sirius grinned. "You have absolutely no Idea how many times I've been asked that today. Yes I am."
Seamus called out, "Who is she?"
"My wife?" said Sirius. "Arwen Evanstar. You wouldn't know her- but if your parents are wizards they might."
"Is it true you went to Azkaban for twelve years and then broke out?"
"Yes."
"What for?"
"Something I didn't do."
"How'd ya break out?"
"Changed into dog form and swam to the mainland."
"You can change into a dog?!"
"Yeah. Been able to since I was fifteen."
"Can you show us?"
"Sure." Two seconds later a large black dog trotted out from behind the desk, earning 'aww's from the girls. Then Sirius changed back. People asked lots of questions- even the Slytherins gave way to curiosity. They asked about everything. Finally the questions subsided, except for Hermione, who was sitting dead center, hand waving in the air.
"Yes, Hermione?"
"What are we going to be doing this year?" she wanted to know. Sirius grinned.
"I had a feeling you were going to ask that. Well, I have the reports of what you've covered in the last five years and this is it. First year you learned the basics, Second you learned 'how not to teach a DADA class' third you covered boggarts, Red caps, kappas, grindylows, werewolves," here he grinned slightly, " and touched on Dementors, Fourth year you did basic dark curses?" he looked up to see several people in the class nodding and shrugged. "And last year you learned absolutely nothing with the exception of those of you in the DA. Whether or not the DA will be continuing I don't know which is precisely why I want to see you after class, Harry." Harry nodded. "So, for the first month or so of this year we'll be brushing up on what you should have learned last year and then I think we'll get on to other worlds, so a bit about the creatures there, maybe do some trips if I have my way, and then we'll wing it. Sound good?"
There was a general shout of "Yeah!" and Sirius grinned and glanced at the clock. "Well it looks like we've got time and if we go over, we you'll all have to miss a bit of potions. I'm sure nobody minds. I've got a little.presentation that I've wanted to show some of you and I think the rest of the class will enjoy it as well. Mind you- whenever I do a 'special presentation' word of it does not leave the room. Understood?"
"Yes, Sirius."
"Great. Harry?"
"Yeah?"
"D'you have the map with you?"
Harry blinked. Why would Sirius want to show the map to the class? "Er...yeah, why?"
"You'll see. Bring it here, would you?" Harry brought it up. Sirius enlarged it and then said, "I suppose you're all wondering why I am showing you a large piece of empty parchment. Yes?"
"Uh-huh."
"Well, the reason is, it's not a blank piece of parchment. Observe." He tapped it with his wand and murmured quietly, and Harry watched the familiar outline of Hogwarts castle appear. "Now then, who knows who Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs are?" Harry, Ron, and Hermione raised their hands. "Well I know you do. Anybody else? No? Okay I'll tell you then. They were four boys, four best friends. Probabley the greatest troublemakers Hogwarts has ever known. Still no guesses? Alright, Padfoot is me. Moony is Lupin."
"Professor Lupin?"
"One and only. Wormtail is Peter Pettigrew. Prongs is-"
"Was," cut in Harry.
"-was James Potter. We left this behind in our seventh year, in hopes that someone would find it and figure out how to use it. We only took a few things away from Hogwarts when we left. James took his invisibility cloak, Peter a necklace we gave him in third year, Remus a photo of all of us, also in third year, and I took a small box, holding a bit of each of our 'fur's from when we transformed. We were all amagi. Prongs was a Stag, Peter a rat, I am, obviously a dog. Remus didn't need to learn how to become one. He was a werewolf. You might be wondering where all the rest of it went. The answer is simple. Its here. At Hogwarts. We swore that we'd all come back together one day and get it, but now we cant. You see, we left it in the room of requirement. And enchanted the door so that only if three of the four marauders were there, and there of their own free will, would the door open. That is why me and moony haven't gone over and gotten the stuff ourselves. But the map isn't just a map. It's a connection. A connection between all four marauders, if it contacts you, and says who is holding the map, and you think your response. Watch." He tapped the map with his wand and words appeared.
Mr. Moony would like to know what the hell Mr. Padfoot thinks he's doing.
There was a collected gasp from the students.
Mr. Padfoot would like to know if Mr. Moony knows that every word he says is being shown to students he once taught.
Mr. Moony would like to know why Mr. Padfoot is showing students the map.
Mr. Padfoot is declining to answer
At this point Harry tapped the map with his wand and more words appeared.
Mr. Prongs jr. would like to know why Mr. Moony and Mr. Padfoot are arguing.
Mr. Padfoot objects to Mr. Prongs jr.'s idea that he and Mr. Moony are arguing.
Mr. Moony says Prongs jr.?
Mr. Prongs jr. shrugs and says it was the only thing he could think of.
Mr. Wormtail says don't kill me.
Mr. Padfoot says like hell we won't!
Mr. Moony agrees with Mr. Padfoot and would like to know why Mr. Wormtail joined Voldemort in the first place.
Mr. Wormtail would like to know where they got the Idea that he joined Voldemort.
Mr. Prongs jr says that he has seen him.
Mr. Wormtail extends his apologies for not being clearer. Mr. Wormtail would like to know where you got the idea that he joined WILLINGLY.
Mr. Moony says he still doesn't get it.
Mr. Wormtail wonders if Messrs. Moony and Padfoot remember the beginning of fourth year or if he will have to dump the both of them into a pensive head first.
Mr. Moony objects to Mr. Wormtail's statement and says that he remembers fourth year perfectly, thank you very much.
Mr. Padfoot wants to know where Mr. Wormtail is going with all this.
Mr. Prongs jr. says that he thinks we need to go with the pensive idea.
Mr. Padfoot says very funny but no.
Mr. Moony is mildly amused- but does not like the insult to his memory.
Mr. Wormtail wants to know if Mr. Padfoot has dismissed class yet.
Mr. Padfoot says he hasn't and what do you care.
Mr. Prongs jr says here we go again.
Mr. Wormtail says that if Mr. Padfoot wishes to know what he's talking about then he better dismiss the class. Except for Mr. Prongs jr.
Right about then every single kid in the class started complaining at the top of their lungs. Sirius held up his hands for silence, frowning at the map, and said. "You are dismissed- but would someone go get Dumbledore? I think he needs to see this. Passwords Lemon Drop."
"I'll go." Said Liz, and she gathered her stuff and ran. Every one else filed out after that, grumbling, until only Ron and Hermione were still at their desks. And making no sign of leaving.
"Harry stays- we stay." Said Ron stubbornly. "Besides- he'll tell us all about it anyway."
Sirius sighed. "We'll ask Dumbledore." As if he had been summoned Dumbledore appeared outside the door and came in. He looked a little windswept and Liz beside him looked very smug. "Professor- I only sent Liz a second ago, how did you get here so fast?"
"I'll talk to you later about that. What's this with a map?"
Sirius showed him. Again words appeared.
Mr. Wormtail would like to ask if Mr. Padfoot is going to get back here any time in the next century.
Mr. Moony agrees with Mr. Wormtail and would like to know when Mr. Wormtail is going to start.
Mr. Prongs jr. would like to know what the heck is going on.
Mr. Wormtail advises Mr. Prongs jr. to hush up and watch.
After those words appeared- they vanished. The Page was blank again. Then it began to glow like a TV screen, showing a picture. It showed four, no five boys surrounded by a crowd. Four of them, Harry recognized. Snape was lying on the ground, propped up by his elbows; Remus Lupin was against a tree, reading. And his Father and Sirius were standing on either side of a mystery boy. 'We were all in fourth year- it was September.' Came Wormtail's words.
The mystery boy had his wand out and was pointing it at Snape. He had blond curls and grey-blue eyes. He was short, and stocky, and looked like the sort of person that innocence just seemed to roll off him in waves. But right now it wasn't. Right now he was mad. "Take it back," the boy's voice was light, and quick, "All of it. Right now."
Snape's answer was a glare and a scoff. "Take it back? Not on your life, Pettigrew." The blond boy was PETER? That couldn't be right. A brother maybe.
"Take it back." Said Peter, still pointing his wand at Snape. "And if I ever hear you say anything of the like again I will personally make sure you wish you were dead."
"How?"
"Tell me, snivelly, what is one of the only things in this school worth staying for?"
"Quiddich."
"Mm-hmm. And do you play quiddich?"
"Yeah. Slytherin seeker."
"Do you want to continue playing quiddich?"
"Yes."
"Then keep your big fat mouth shut."
"Or?"
"Or I'll do this." Here Peter muttered something and a small jet of yellow light shot out of his wand. "This wont hurt you yet- but if you ever say anything ratty about anyone- it'll take effect."
"What is it?"
"Butterfingers hex. You won't be able to catch anything, let alone a snitch."
"You can't do that!"
"Well, goodness," drawled Peter, smirking, "I thought I already did. C'mon guys- lets go find Lana." And the threesome left to duck behind the tree that Remus was leaning against. Remus didn't move. Several seconds later, two pairs of hands reached around the tree, grabbed Remus, and yanked him behind.
Now they had a clear view of the marauders. They were huddled under a cloak and walking down a corridor.
"Are you sure she's in moaning myrtle's bathroom?" James hissed.
"Positive," was Remus's response. "According to Rosie, that's where she always goes. They don't know why though."
"Well I think we're about to find out," said Peter, pushing open the door. They all clambered in and got under the cloak again. Soon after a girl came out of one of the stalls. She had curly black hair and skin the color of chocolate. And she looked as though she had been crying. She leaned on one of the sinks and Harry recognized it as the one that was the entrance to the chamber, and looked at herself in the mirror.
Then a man appeared. He was wearing a dark cloak, and everything about him screamed 'I'm a Death Eater!' He smiled slightly at the girl, and said "Come here, girly. You have to." A glazed over, trance-like look came over the girls eyes. She started walking around the sink towards the man. "Lana- no!" Remus whispered, and dashed out from under the cloak, grabbing one of her arms to hold her back.
"Let me go," she said in dull tones, pulling on Remus's arm.
"No! James, Sirus, Help me!"
The other three under the cloak dashed out. By now the girl was fighting full out- yelling and such. That's when Harry saw Peter notice Lana's bracelet. It was hand-woven- and glowing. Grabbing her wrist, Peter began to yank it off.
"What are you doing?" snapped the girl, but the voice wasn't hers. It was Riddle's. Finally Peter succeeded in pulling off the bracelet, but the force threw him into the sink. As soon as the bracelet was off, Lana collapsed into Remus's arms. Peter tried to scramble to his feet but as he did a man appeared. Harry instantly recognized him as Voldemort- but a younger Voldemort. He stood towering over Peter, who still was unable to get to his feet, and spoke.
"If you are so determined to save her, you shall take her place!" And with that shot a large jet of black fire from his wand at Peter. Peter screamed and fell unconscious, and Voldemort disappeared. Lana woke up, took one look at the scene before her, and raced around the sinks. The death eater, forgotten until now was still over there and laughing. Lana went up to him and jammed her foot at his throat, forcing him against the wall.
"What is the cure?" she screamed.
The death eater choked.
"TELL ME!!"
He coughed. She pressed harder. Finally he managed to choke out "Death."
"Whose?!"
"The dark lords."
Lana's eyes widened, and she released the death eater. "Get out of my sight," she told him, and then covered her face with her hands.
"Lana?" James ventured, going over to her. "What happened? What cure?"
Lana lifted her head; her cheeks were stained with tears. "No. No, you're better off not knowing. Just be careful what you trust him with from now on. I have to go." And she turned and left.
Mr. Wormtail wants you all to know that the black fire was a soul controlling spell that was originally on Lana.
Mr. Prongs jr. would like to know what the heck that is.
Mr. Moony says that it is total and complete control over a person. The glitch is that Riddle didn't know what Peter was really like so he started to change him into the Peter Pettigrew you know.
Mr. Padfoot wants to know if Mr. Moony actually believes this.
Mr. Moony says that he does seeing as he just talked to Lana.
Mr. Padfoot wants to know why he is not talking to the controlled Peter.
Mr. Wormtail says that is because the map contacts me and only the real me so that's why. Also if you get in the Marauders Cache (a/n- its French- pronounce Caa - sha) and open my 'door' the real me will come out because it will summon the body and strip the body of all enchantments and spells place d on it- including Avada Kedavara and Soul control which is why we can bring Lily and James back.
Mr. Pongs jr. would like to know how the heck they can get in.
Mr. Wormtail says that it will let you in because you are James's son now scat.
Mr. Moony wants to know where he is to scat too.
Mr. Wormtail want to know if Mr. Moony is a complete idiot as he should know that he wants them to go to the Marauders Cache.
All the words vanished, and Sirius looked up. "Well," he said tiredly. "Looks like we have a bit of work to do."
Harry looked at him. "Oh yeah."