Chapter 3.
A/N Disclaimer: I own nothing except my imagination, except on midnights… where J.K Rowling still owns Harry Potter. Sorry for not posting sooner!
"What do we do now?" James asked. They had managed to find Sirius, he was a black cat. Surprisingly, no one had an answer. Or maybe not that surprising. "Hmm… Maybe we should find Remus." Sirius offered. "Are you serious? It's a full moon out right now!" Lily meowed, waving a paw to the, in fact, brightly light full moon. Sirius grinned out opened his mouth to answer before Lily cut him off, "Never mind! Don't you dare answer that! That joke got old ten minutes into the first year!" Lily said angrily. "Maybe we should wait until after the full moon then." Xeno meowed. "What's wrong with the full moon and Uncle Remus?" A small voice meowed. "Nothing." Lily purred fondly to her young kitten with a look at James. Luna, Hermione, and Harry were bored and had wandered over to see what the fuss with the adults was.
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Remus was having a really bad day, scratch that, a bad month! First, he was stuck as a cat, which was awful! Second, It was the day after the full moon, which was worse, and he felt like roadkill. He was stuck in his house, laying down. Having not made it to his bedroom before he collapsed.
Also, his best friends were dead, James and Lily, and he had no idea what to do. He heard a knock at the door. He groggily got up and found you can't turn handle with cat paws. He heard snickering behind him and instinctively flatten against the door, pressing down his ears, and hissing. "Remus!" He heard a small voice meow. "Open the door! It's us!" "Who is it?" He hissed. "Ummm… Me, Lily, Xeno, Sirius, Luna, Harry, and another girl named Hermione. It's James!" The small voice said. "What?" Remus blinked. It was too good to be true!
"James, Lily, Xeno, Luna, Sirius, Harry, and Hermione." Another voice said testily. He narrowed his eyes in suspicion. "What do I suffer from?" He asked suspiciously. The second voice sighed, "You suffer from lycanthropy, which my husband and Sirius figured out in their second year, becoming animagus to true and help you." The voice, Lily, explained patiently. "Now help us, or else Prongs is going to break this door down!" She snapped. Remus sighed, "I can't! I feel like roadkill and my paws slip off the door handle." A sigh came from outside.
He could hear shuffling footsteps and yelps coming from outside. He backed away from the door, which had begun to tremble. With a loud bang, the door fell over.
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Two cats walked towards each other from opposite sides of a clearing in the forest, both of them in long black cloaks that covered their ears to their tails. They stopped ten feet apart, glaring at each other silently. Both of them pulled out a wand and pointed at each other. They both shot a spell, but the spells impacted with a shower of color, green. One of them pawed their hood off, it was a greasy longhaired cat with black eyes and markings on his face. "The Dark Lord has called!" The cat hissed. The other kept their hood on, "What does Master want, Snape?" The other cat simpered. The first cat, Snape, narrowed his eyes, his hair stood on end, and his ears and his tail tucked down.
He growled deep in his throat, "You mean no disrespect, surely, Dolohov?" He hissed dangerously. The other cat paused, hesitant to respond. "Of course not." The long, burly, black-haired Dolohov simpered. His eyes were pale and a mark on his front leg, as well as Snape. "I should hope not!" Snape hissed dangerously. "Let us go then." They walked to the edge of the forest where a white manor stood mourning on empty and dead grounds. They slowly walked towards it, occasionally stopping and inspecting something. They got to the doors and nudged them open silently. The inside was the same as the outside, dead and empty. They walked through a maze of hallways and doors. They got to a room with light pouring out, the only one open. "Come in." A high voice hissed.