Updated April 25, 2011
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I apologize for the shortness of this chapter. It felt like forever since I last updated, so I wanted to get something out. The next chapter might not be for a couple of weeks, its coming up on the end of the semester and I have a whole bunch of papers and finals I need to finish up.
Huh, I promise to respond to reviews, and I got like one… How 'bout I promise NOTto respond to my reviews this chapter?
Lily- Noruiloth
James- Mellombrand
Sirius- Maethorvel
Edit: 1/21/13 - Hey guys, another edit/update!
Remus was led through elaborate, mostly open-air hallways and corridors that looked out over the dell in which Rivendell was nestled. The setting sun was shining softly through lush new, green leaves and sparkling off the waterfall across the valley, creating a golden halo around it.
It was so beautiful. Remus had never before seen anything like this place. The wind whispered softly, carrying with it the faint sounds of voices singing in a language that Remus couldn't identify, but assumed was the language of the Elves. Everything about this place seemed to be just so beautiful… which just brought back his… aesthetic differences to him, and his mood dropped like a stone.
Sirius must have sensed the change in him because he paused and looked back at Remus.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
Remus shook himself, and pasted a smile on his face, "Nothing. I… was just thinking."
"Bad thoughts by the looks of it," Sirius said wryly.
"No, it's just," Remus looked down at his hands, sighed and crossed his arms, tucking his hands against his sides.
"C'mon Moony, tell ol' Padfoot what the problem is," Sirius wheedled, throwing an arm around Remus' shoulders.
"It's really nothing Pads; I'm just feeling a little insecure with how I look, as usual," Remus admitted. He added an eye roll as if to convey that he himself thought that he was being ridiculous.
"Remus, there is nothing wrong with the way you look, I promise. Everyone here will have seen someone or something worse," Sirius said.
Remus gave Sirius a look. Sirius paused, and then winced.
"I'm so sorry: that did not come out the way that I had planned," Sirius said, "What I was trying to say before my stupid mouth ran ahead of my… well, head, was that no matter what you may be thinking about your new appearance, its not that bad. You're still Remus, you're still my Moony."
"I look like Greyback," Remus mumbled.
"What?" Sirius asked, partly in disbelief, partly because he couldn't be sure he was hearing this correctly. "Now I know you're crazy. You definitely do not look like Fenrir Greyback. So your eyes are a little more yellow, and your ears are pointed (in case you didn't notice, everyone here's ears are pointed), and those teeth and claws will definitely come in handy, I'm sure. Don't worry, Moony, no one will say anything."
Sirius' reassurances did make him feel better, if only just a little, and soon they were arriving in the dining hall.