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Peter Pettigrew restlessly turned around in his sleep, reliving the night in his dreams.
Pettigrew's Flasback Dream
Peter nervously dashed around corners and smashed cars, avoiding explosions and the occasional dead bodies that would fall to the ground. He kept running until he came to a pure dead end, and was about to turn around when three Death Eaters surrounded him.
"Well well well," one drawled in an all too familiar voice. "Looks like we aren't the only Hogwarts' students out after dark, are we? Ay, Malfoy?" Peter froze as the speaking Death Eater lifted his mask to reveal the sneering face of Severus Snape. one of the others did the same, only to reveal none other that Lucius Malfoy.
"You're lucky we can't kill you, Pettigrew," Malfoy snapped. "Of course, we already tried to kill that girl you guys came here with, but Black had to just jump in the way and take the curse himself! Oh well, one less Marauder to deal with!" The color completley drained from Peter's face now. Sirius, dead? They killed him! Oh, how he wished he was as brave as one of his friends, otherwise he would try to kill one of them right now. But all he could mutter was,
"How could you?" The three laughed, and the third one took off her mask but Peter was not so surprised to see bellatrix Black, Sirius' horrid cousin.
"Well, we were ordered to kill the Mudbloods first, but that worked too. My cousin must have really loved that girl in order to sacrifice himself for her," she chuckled. Suddenly a dark figure appeared; the Dark Lord. Snape, Malfoy, and Black bowed low to the ground as Voldemort turned to face Peter.
End of Dream
Peter awoke with sweat beaded on his forehead. He shuddered at his dream, remebering the horror of it all. Voldemort had made him make a wizards' promise to tell him all of the Marauders' secrets, and to stay by his side. He placed the Dark Mark on his arm, not paying attention to his pleads.
"What have I done?" he asked aloud.
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The next morning, breakfast was brought to the Commons rooms of every house, since students were not aloud into the halls. Gossip floated around the room to which Hope, Leandra, and Samantha clearly ignored.
"I'm telling you, Sam! Just shove the note in his face and walk away!" Hope was telling Samantha, referring to a note to ask Brock out. "It's not like he's going to be like Stacie and eat it!" Sam glared at her but chuckled.
Meanwhile, in the boys' dorm, Kayla had just awaken from a long night of dreamless sleep. She stretched her arms and legs, realzing for the first time that she was still in the clothes from the night before. She curled up deeper under the blankets, breathing in Sirius' deep scent.
Okay, that's just weird, his blankets smell like the beach.
She jumped at a sudden movement, but sighed with relief. It was just Brock waking up. He opened his eyes and moved his eyes around the room, then glanced quickly back at her.
"What are you doing in here?" he asked. "And in Sirius' bed?!?"
"Okay, ew. You have a sick mind Peters. Sirius is at the hospital and Leandra was in my bed last night, so James let me stay here."
"Oh. Why's he in the hospital?" Brock asked. Kayla sighed and closed her eyes painfully, everything form last night flashing before her eyes; the Death Eater looming before her, the curse coming straight for her, Sirius falling to the ground, her own tears on the ground.
"What, did you hex him in the hallway?" Brock joked. Kayla's eyes flashed open and pure fry showed in them.
"You know, I could kill you for that!" she hissed, gritting her teeth to keep her from saying anything more. He stumbled backwards, his hands held in the air in mock surrender.
"Hey, don't get mad, I was just- "
"A Death Eater tried to kill me, but Sirius took the spell instead," she blurted out. Brock's eyes widened.
"Um, wow, more info please!"
"Fine," she moaned, and started to explain everything that had occured, starting in the joke shop and ending in the Hospital Wing. He listened intently the whole time, gasping only at the most horrible parts. By the end, he was breathless and felt bad that he had made the joke about the hex. He was about to apologize when James stirred and awoke. He turned around to face them in his bed, smiling.
"Hey, Sparkie!" he greeted. "Get a good night sleep?"
"If you mean dreamless, then yes."
"Uh, Sparkie?" Brock dared to ask.
"Yeah, childhood accident with my parents' wand gave me a nickname that James never let go of," Kayla groaned.
"Whoa, what's that?" Brock asked, referring to the ball of fuzz that was hitting the window repeatedly. Kayla giggled and went over to open the window, allowing the fuzz ball to enter.
"Oh, it's just Cookie!" James laughed. Kayla nodded, retrieving the letter from the owl and giving it a polite pat on the head. She returned to Sirius' bed, gently tearing open the letter. She gasped when she saw who it was from and practically ripped the seal off. She quickly read it over and sighed with relief, reading it over two more times to make sure her eyes were correct.
"What is it?" James and Brock asked in unison. But Kayla just shushed them.
Dear BrightEyes,
I'll be sending a letter to the guys too, so don't bother to read this to them. I want you to know that I'm in St. Mungo's and I'm fine. The reason I'm alive is because I tried to use a spell to block the killing curse, but it only blocked it partially, causing me to be "dead" for a few hours. Wow, that is the smartest I have ever sounded in my life.
Why do the walls have to be white all the time? And one other question I've been pondering for a while now. Why do Muggles think that dinosaurs were brown and roared? They could have been pink, fluffy, and mooed for all they know!
Please don't say it was your fault that I had to go and jump in front of you, cuz it wasn't. It was purely my fault and I don't regret it. If I hadn't of blocked that curse, you would be dead right now and I don't think I could live with the guilt.
Love, Padfoot
Love? Uh, okay...Kayla thought to herself, secretly smiling at the letter, knowing she'd take his words by heart.
"Hello? Woo hoo? Earth to Kayla, come back to us!" James joked with an amused grin, waving his hand in front of her distracted face.
"Hmm?" Kayla asked, a far away look in her eyes. James chuckled.
"Never mind," he said. "We both know who sent that letter to you, only he would make you block out the world like that." Kayla slapped him on the arm palyfully, but jumped up eagerly.
"Okay, who wants breakfast in bed?" she sang, skipping around the room. James and Brock raised their hands tiredly and Remus immediatley woke up at the sound of food.
"Oi, bring me some bacon and eggs please!" he asked politely, laying his head back down on the pillow. Kayla shook her head in mock shame but skipped out the door anyhow. The minute she entered thecommons room, everyone was silenced and turned to glare at her. She mentally burried herself in a pit, a bit timid from the sudden attention.
"Hey, is your boyfriend dead?" a fifth year sneered form the corner, earning him high fives from his friends. Kayla spun around to face him, flames burning in her eyes.
"No, he's not. In fact, I've just recieved a letter from him and he's fine!" she snapped, marching off to gather some food from the table. She got some of everything, then returned haughtily to the boys dorm with her arms full of plates.
"Ding ding ding, breakfast is served!" Kayla cried, setting the plates down on the floor. James,Remus, and Brock lazily climbed out of bed, grumbling at the early morning wake up.
"What got into you? Last night you were miserable and depressed and we didn't expect you to get out of bed at all today," Remus inquisited. "And now you're up earlier than the rest of us with a smile on your face! Heck, it's probabaly only 7:00!"
"Um, actually it's 12:00, and I just woke up. The house elves brought breakfast up and it's been up here all morning."
"Holy crud! I had to go talk to the Potions teacher at nine!" Remus exclaimed, jumping up hurriedly to stuff some pants on.
"Jeez Moony. Calm down, everyone is locked into their common rooms and dorms for the next two days. House elves are the only ones able to Apparate into our room and bring us the meals, but we're stuck," Kayla assured, but Remus' eyes only widened more. He bent down next to her and and James and whispered,
"Guys, tonight is full moon!" Kayla dropped the donut she was eating and James spit out his orange juice all over the carpet.
"Crap!" he murmered. He, Sirius, and Kayla had been the first to learn of Remus' "furry problem" and had been the first to help. They ended up telling Peter as well, and the three other Marauders turned into Animagi every full moon to be with Remus when he transformed. James would not allow Kayla to turn into an Animagus, but after following the others into the Shrieking Shack one day, they found that Remus was able to prevent himself from biting her. But she was the only human he could not bite, around anyone else he lost control. This is why they stayed silent and worried in the dorm that morning, Brock looking on in confusion.
"What? What's so wrong about missing a meeting?" he asked, but the glares from the others made him shut his mouth.
"Uh, I forgot something in my dorm. Remus, James, why don't you go find Peter," Kayla suggested, hinting to them that that was clearly not what she wnated them to do. The three left the room and steered themselves to the bathroom, locking the door behind them and soundproofing the doors.
"Guys, if I turn into a werewolf in here, nothing will prevent me from hurting someone!" Remus cried, setting his head in his hands miserably. as he slid to the floor. Anyone who knew his problem could tell that his transformation was to be soon; the circles under his eyes were darker, his face paler. He looked like a sick boy would, and in a way he was sick. But not in the way he would prefer.
"Is there anyway anything has gotten in here this morning?"James asked.
"Well, we can't Apparate like the house elves did but..." Kayla began, suddenly remembering her letter from Sirius. "The window! Cookie flew in through the window to deliver Sirius' letter to me, so we can go out through the window!" Remus face brightened.
"I wonder why Dumbledore didn't think of locking the windows as well," he pondered out loud.
"Well, that's an easy question to answer! He clearly didn't think anyone would be insane enough to jump off from a seven story castle window!" Kayla concluded, mentally patting herself on the head. Comprehension dawned on James' face.
"And he didn't think we would have our brooms up here in our dorms, he thought we'd leave them in the locker room!" Kayla nodded, glad that they had found a solution.
"All right, we have to leave soon though, because Moony doesn't have his potion and most likely he'll begin to change the minute the moon comes up."
"Agreed," James and Remus replied in unison. They spent the rest of the day gathering food, water, and blankets for their overnight stay. They searched for Peter all day, but with no luck; he was utterly missing.
So at 5:00, Remus, James, and Kayla all picked up their bundles of supplies and headed towards the bathroom window. James was bringing Remus with him on his broom and Kayla was riding her own. She had put on a purple hoodie and some pajama bottoms with monkeys on them.
"Come one, Kayla, hurry up!" James whined. He and Remus were already on their broom and now Kayla just had to mount hers.
"I'm coming she hissed, pulling on her slippers and climbing on top of her broom haughtily.
"Ready," she signaled. James nodded and opened the overly large window, then sped out into the night, Kayla close behind. They soon reached the great willow, and Kayla quickly pushed the secret knot to reveal the hidden tunnel that led to the Shrieking Shack.
"Hurry, James!" Remus whispered, knowing the moon was ready to come out. They reached the end of the tunnel just in time. They burst in and slammed the door shut, locking it behind them. Kayla flopped down on the single mattress there and watched as James transformed himself into an Animagus; a stag. He layed down comforatably with his hooves tucked carefully under his stomach.
Suddenly the moonlight shone in through the window and a pained expression crossed Remus' face. His eyes widened and froze, his mouth hanging open. His back slowly began to arch and rip through his clothes. His human legs became hind legs of a dog, and his face turned into that of a wolf. He grew to be a few more feet than normal and finally collapsed into a whining heap on the floor. Kayla looked at him sypathetically and pulled out her wand, lighting up the dark shack with ease.
Hey guys, she said through her mind. She had the weird ability to talk to animals using her mind and theirs, where as Samantha could read human minds.
Hi, Sparkie. I hate this werewolf thing, it gets worse every time. The pain usually subsides by now but for some reason it's still here. Okay, nevermind, it's starting to go away now...
Kayla smiled assuringly. She knew how hard it must be to go through what Remus Lupin went through every month. She could feel his pain through his mind and she felt terribly bad. James, Sirius, and Peter went through pain when they transfromed, but not nearly as much as Remus did.
So, why were you so happy this morning? Remus asked. Kayla averted the question but James spoke up for her anyway.
Padfoot sent her a letter from St Mungos! he exclaimed mentally, a smile shining in his eyes.
Oh yeah, James. I sure can trust you to keep a secret! Keep going and you''ll be castrated! Kayla snapped. James' eyes widened and he perfectly resembled a deer in headlights. She laughed.
They all chatted for a while, but suddenly the door handle turned and it slowly began to creak open. Remus stiffened and he lunged at the door, teeth bared as James and Kayla watched in growing dismay.
"No, Remus, stop!" Kayla shouted aloud, but it was too late.