Nice to see you all! Actually I don't see you but that's beside the point! I took some time to update but I think I'm back on track with my stories. I will update more quickly now that school's out, but I'll also be doing other things. Anyway here's the next chapter.
Disclaimer: Almost forgot. I do not in any way shape or form own Harry Potter. I do own Celebrean though, and any professors you don't recognize as J.K. Rowlings.
IMPORTANT NOTE: I MADE UP THE NAME CELEBREAN AND REALLY LIKED IT SO USED IT AS MY PEN NAME. CELEBREAN IS NOT A MARY-SUE IN ANY WAY. IF TO MANY PEOPLE COMPLAIN I WILL CHANGE THE NAME, BUT I THINK IT'S REALLY BEAUTIFUL SO USED IT.
Chapter 7: Realizing what one did
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The dawn arrived that day. No, though a werewolf had been about that night, the grass was not bloodstained but had small droplets of dew covering the surface, turning the grass a rainbow of colors. It was quiet warm, and the sun smiled peacefully, shining quietly and casting a sad glance at the shrieking shack, hating to wake the boys inside it.
But the sun has a path that must be followed, so the sun shone through the old dry wood, illuminating the two boys in the room. Some blood stained the floor, but nothing life threatening. Sirius squinted in the new light and looked around him. His first thoughts were why he was sitting on the floor.
As he looked around the dust caked room memories flooded back to him. The passage, the trap door, the stairs, Remus no...not Remus. A werewolf no longer remembers who he is when he transforms. James, him, the room...darkness. He shook his head and looked down at the small amount of blood that had gathered during the night. He felt his cheek and noticed the dried blood that was caked on, but no fresh blood. His wound hadn't been bad.
Sirius glanced at James and saw him looking over his arm. It seemed generally okay. The only question now remaining, was what to do next.
As the rest of the community awoke to begin their days, a pale young eleven year old boy awoke in the other room. He groaned and sat up, looking at his body. He was surprised to find he was barley injured, and didn't know why.
Remus stood up slowly and looked down. He looked in disbelief.
Remus looked at the floor in shock. This wasn't his blood. He could tell that it wasn't. He looked around and noticed a closed door with huge scratch marks on it, and a small bit of cloth on the floor. He looked at it and recognized it as James.
He gasped and went to the door. He wasn't as hurt as usual, due to the fact (he was guessing) he had been busy trying to attack the student or students behind that door. He knew he only had a few minutes before someone would come to get him.
He slowly knocked on the door, scared of what would happen. The door opened and he gasped at the condition his two friends were in.
"Remus it's not as bad as it looks," James said abruptly.
James was still checking his arm, where small gashes were. Sirius had dried blood on his face from it falling from the small scratches on his cheek.
Overall, Remus was shocked by how okay they were. He was actually quite surprised they were even there. He could feel himself shaking as he sank to the floor, James and Sirius sitting next to him.
"Did I-"Remus
"No," Sirius said quickly. "Just scratched."
Remus put his head in his hands and groaned. He sat that way a couple minutes before he finally said "I'll be leaving now."
"What?" the two asked at the same time.
"You don't want to be friends with a werewolf."
Sirius and James looked each other in shock. "Of course we still want to be your friends mate," Sirius said quietly. He couldn't believe his friend would think that.
"Better then that we'll even think of a way to help you." James smiled as Remus looked up.
"Thanks, but how are you going to do that?" Remus's mouth was turned up in a smile, but his eyes held a look of curiosity.
"I don't know but I'll think of something," James said.
Before any of them could move they heard the trap door down stairs opening. James and Sirius panicked.
"Quick, back in there!"
Sirius and James ran into the room, closing the door softly behind them and retreating into a corner of the room.
A few seconds later Madam Carsa, the nurse walked into the room. She was a plump, kind, woman. No one really knew how much longer she would be working, for she was getting quite old. Her orange hair was frizzled and sat on her head like a bush, and she carried something in her hand. A cloak.
"I found this outside the trap door. Is it yours?" she asked sweetly.
Remus almost said no, but then recognized it as James invisibility cloak. 'He must have left it there when he came in.' "Yes It's mine. It was chilly last night so wore it, but I didn't want to damage it."
Madam Carsa smiled and handed him the cloak. "You seem to be in better shape then usual. I think you can go straight to your dormitory today."
"Thank you Madam Carsa." The two walked out of the room, Remus glancing back at the clawed door as they went downstairs. When the sound of the trapdoor closing was heard, Sirius and James left.
"Boy, getting back to the castle without the invisibility cloak, that's gonna be tough!" Sirius said a little louder then necessary.
"I know. You don't have to shout I'm next to you."
"Oh yeah." Sirius smiled but then frowned. "I can't believe Remus would think we wouldn't want to be his friends. I mean, we're marauders! We stick together!"
James nodded. By now the sun was much higher. Classes would be starting soon, not to mention breakfast. They would have to leave soon, without being discovered by the professors.
"If only Remus hadn't taken the cloak! He knows we need it to get back!" Sirius said.
"Yeah but if he hadn't taken it Madam Carsa would have," James pointed out. "Then we would probably never get it back. At least this way we'll get it back later today."
"True."
The two looked down at themselves. Their clothes were full of dust, and some blood stained them. There were rips in the black cloth, and a large part of James cloak was missing. They knew they would have to get cleaned up and soon.
"I guess we better get going," Sirius said, trying to brush some dust off his robes.
"Yeah. Let's go."
The two boys tried unsuccessfully to get some of the dust off of they're clothes, but used a simple spell to produce soap and water to wash away the blood. They wouldn't have time to when they got back. They'd be lucky to make it to breakfast. After a loud curse from Sirius after he got water in his eye, the two boys started down the stairs.
They creaked as they walked down them, and footsteps could plainly be seen in the dust from everyone walking on them. When they reached the trap door they opened it and walked into the passage.
They were more careful not to trip over roots and such, though it still happened a few times. When they were finally nearing the end of the passage, James spotted something in the corner.
He raced over to it (tripping along the way) and picked it up. The smooth material ran over his hands like water, and he smiled.
"Thanks........moony. Friends for life."
Sirius and James got under the cloak and headed out.
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Less people are reviewing. Was my last chapter bad or something? Shrugs Thank you all who did review.
Laughing Dragoness: Thank you. Here's the update.
ShrugDuckie: Something. Same here. I think we should get a book about the Marauders at Hogwarts....seven.
Koriaena: Yes, poor Remus. But I didn't actually hurt him.
I'm not the weakest link: thanks
Chantal J: Thanks. ? Updated!
Padfootlet: Lol. Here's some cheese balls! I? Don't have finals yet. Seventh grade just ended. It's okay and I believe you. I think it's a word. Congratulations! Updated!
Disclaimer: Almost forgot. I do not in any way shape or form own Harry Potter. I do own Celebrean though, and any professors you don't recognize as J.K. Rowlings.
IMPORTANT NOTE: I MADE UP THE NAME CELEBREAN AND REALLY LIKED IT SO USED IT AS MY PEN NAME. CELEBREAN IS NOT A MARY-SUE IN ANY WAY. IF TO MANY PEOPLE COMPLAIN I WILL CHANGE THE NAME, BUT I THINK IT'S REALLY BEAUTIFUL SO USED IT.
Chapter 7: Realizing what one did
.........................
The dawn arrived that day. No, though a werewolf had been about that night, the grass was not bloodstained but had small droplets of dew covering the surface, turning the grass a rainbow of colors. It was quiet warm, and the sun smiled peacefully, shining quietly and casting a sad glance at the shrieking shack, hating to wake the boys inside it.
But the sun has a path that must be followed, so the sun shone through the old dry wood, illuminating the two boys in the room. Some blood stained the floor, but nothing life threatening. Sirius squinted in the new light and looked around him. His first thoughts were why he was sitting on the floor.
As he looked around the dust caked room memories flooded back to him. The passage, the trap door, the stairs, Remus no...not Remus. A werewolf no longer remembers who he is when he transforms. James, him, the room...darkness. He shook his head and looked down at the small amount of blood that had gathered during the night. He felt his cheek and noticed the dried blood that was caked on, but no fresh blood. His wound hadn't been bad.
Sirius glanced at James and saw him looking over his arm. It seemed generally okay. The only question now remaining, was what to do next.
As the rest of the community awoke to begin their days, a pale young eleven year old boy awoke in the other room. He groaned and sat up, looking at his body. He was surprised to find he was barley injured, and didn't know why.
Remus stood up slowly and looked down. He looked in disbelief.
Remus looked at the floor in shock. This wasn't his blood. He could tell that it wasn't. He looked around and noticed a closed door with huge scratch marks on it, and a small bit of cloth on the floor. He looked at it and recognized it as James.
He gasped and went to the door. He wasn't as hurt as usual, due to the fact (he was guessing) he had been busy trying to attack the student or students behind that door. He knew he only had a few minutes before someone would come to get him.
He slowly knocked on the door, scared of what would happen. The door opened and he gasped at the condition his two friends were in.
"Remus it's not as bad as it looks," James said abruptly.
James was still checking his arm, where small gashes were. Sirius had dried blood on his face from it falling from the small scratches on his cheek.
Overall, Remus was shocked by how okay they were. He was actually quite surprised they were even there. He could feel himself shaking as he sank to the floor, James and Sirius sitting next to him.
"Did I-"Remus
"No," Sirius said quickly. "Just scratched."
Remus put his head in his hands and groaned. He sat that way a couple minutes before he finally said "I'll be leaving now."
"What?" the two asked at the same time.
"You don't want to be friends with a werewolf."
Sirius and James looked each other in shock. "Of course we still want to be your friends mate," Sirius said quietly. He couldn't believe his friend would think that.
"Better then that we'll even think of a way to help you." James smiled as Remus looked up.
"Thanks, but how are you going to do that?" Remus's mouth was turned up in a smile, but his eyes held a look of curiosity.
"I don't know but I'll think of something," James said.
Before any of them could move they heard the trap door down stairs opening. James and Sirius panicked.
"Quick, back in there!"
Sirius and James ran into the room, closing the door softly behind them and retreating into a corner of the room.
A few seconds later Madam Carsa, the nurse walked into the room. She was a plump, kind, woman. No one really knew how much longer she would be working, for she was getting quite old. Her orange hair was frizzled and sat on her head like a bush, and she carried something in her hand. A cloak.
"I found this outside the trap door. Is it yours?" she asked sweetly.
Remus almost said no, but then recognized it as James invisibility cloak. 'He must have left it there when he came in.' "Yes It's mine. It was chilly last night so wore it, but I didn't want to damage it."
Madam Carsa smiled and handed him the cloak. "You seem to be in better shape then usual. I think you can go straight to your dormitory today."
"Thank you Madam Carsa." The two walked out of the room, Remus glancing back at the clawed door as they went downstairs. When the sound of the trapdoor closing was heard, Sirius and James left.
"Boy, getting back to the castle without the invisibility cloak, that's gonna be tough!" Sirius said a little louder then necessary.
"I know. You don't have to shout I'm next to you."
"Oh yeah." Sirius smiled but then frowned. "I can't believe Remus would think we wouldn't want to be his friends. I mean, we're marauders! We stick together!"
James nodded. By now the sun was much higher. Classes would be starting soon, not to mention breakfast. They would have to leave soon, without being discovered by the professors.
"If only Remus hadn't taken the cloak! He knows we need it to get back!" Sirius said.
"Yeah but if he hadn't taken it Madam Carsa would have," James pointed out. "Then we would probably never get it back. At least this way we'll get it back later today."
"True."
The two looked down at themselves. Their clothes were full of dust, and some blood stained them. There were rips in the black cloth, and a large part of James cloak was missing. They knew they would have to get cleaned up and soon.
"I guess we better get going," Sirius said, trying to brush some dust off his robes.
"Yeah. Let's go."
The two boys tried unsuccessfully to get some of the dust off of they're clothes, but used a simple spell to produce soap and water to wash away the blood. They wouldn't have time to when they got back. They'd be lucky to make it to breakfast. After a loud curse from Sirius after he got water in his eye, the two boys started down the stairs.
They creaked as they walked down them, and footsteps could plainly be seen in the dust from everyone walking on them. When they reached the trap door they opened it and walked into the passage.
They were more careful not to trip over roots and such, though it still happened a few times. When they were finally nearing the end of the passage, James spotted something in the corner.
He raced over to it (tripping along the way) and picked it up. The smooth material ran over his hands like water, and he smiled.
"Thanks........moony. Friends for life."
Sirius and James got under the cloak and headed out.
........................
Less people are reviewing. Was my last chapter bad or something? Shrugs Thank you all who did review.
Laughing Dragoness: Thank you. Here's the update.
ShrugDuckie: Something. Same here. I think we should get a book about the Marauders at Hogwarts....seven.
Koriaena: Yes, poor Remus. But I didn't actually hurt him.
I'm not the weakest link: thanks
Chantal J: Thanks. ? Updated!
Padfootlet: Lol. Here's some cheese balls! I? Don't have finals yet. Seventh grade just ended. It's okay and I believe you. I think it's a word. Congratulations! Updated!