(Review responses are on my bio page. Sorry for the wait with this one, but my teachers think I don't have a life, so they swamped me with Homework.)
"You two honestly need to manage your time better." Hermione scolded Ron and Harry, both of whom were sitting with their heads in a Quidditch magazine. Ron looked up and glared at her, then returned to his magazine.
"I'm not doing my homework just because you tell me to. Ginny's on my side, right Ginny?" Harry told Hermione smugly.
"Do your homework Harry." Ginny commanded him, walking over and taking his magazine and rolling it up. Harry jumped up out of his chair in indignation.
"Make me," He whispered in her ear.
"Oh I'll make you all right," Ginny told him, pulling his face down toward her own. She kissed him on the lips and Ron screamed, "PDA!" Before pulling away, Ginny used the magazine to hit Harry on the head. "Now," She told him, "Do your homework or I'll never kiss you again."
"Unfair play!" Harry declared, but Ginny just smiled at him knowing she had won, and within ten minutes Harry had got Ron to work too.
"I've got to go," Hermione told Ginny as they watched the boys work, "I have work of my own to do."
"Good luck on that work, Hermione." Ginny said and bid her fair well. Of course she knew what was happening, why else would Hermione spend so much time in the head's dorm? Ginny sighed and sunk into the couch.
''
Sirius alone sat on the bed, which had been cleaned and refurbished. He had many memories lurking in the dark corners waiting to attack him. He remembered clearly running and playing with his friends. Now this place of pain, of cruel punishment, the place that they had spent so many of their nights, was silent as the moon. He laughed now at how foolish they had been.
"Running around with a werewolf, how brilliant we thought we were, as if nothing could ever go wrong," He whispered, as if some one was standing with him, lurking just out of sight. "I miss you Prongs. More than you could ever know." A single tear escaped his eye and slowly rolled down his cheek. A strong breeze violently blew the window open and he could have sworn he heard a man's sullen voice whisper back the words, "I miss you too, old friend." Sirius turned quickly to see who had said it, but when he looked, no one was there.
Getting up and crossing the room, he pushed the window closed and turned. He could still see the three of them as clearly as if it were yesterday. Moony, lost in his wolf form, running about controlled only by James' long antlers. Wormtail scurrying about around their' feet. Then Sirius would run up, as Padfoot, and they would lead Moony out the door into Hogsmead, where the villagers were unaware of their presence. Memories of all the things that could have gone wrong, that did go wrong, haunted his every thought.
"We were young," He told himself. "We didn't realize what we were doing could be so hazardous." This, he knew, was a lie. The dangers of their outings were discussed at every meeting leading up to a full moon. No, they knew what they were doing, and all of the consequences.
"But we had back up plans." He told himself firmly.
"It was still stupid Padfoot," Said a voice in his head.
"We could handle the situation," Sirius was sure that this, too, was a lie to make him feel better.
"No you couldn't," The voice said and he realized that it wasn't in his head, but coming from the doorway. "You told yourselves that. Even now I can't find a reason why I didn't stop you. Do you know how many people we endangered?"
"Remus, how long have you been standing there?" He said turning to face his old friend.
"I promised my self I would never come back here. I have now broken that promise twice," He said, totally disregarding Sirius' question. "We have made promises in the past, ones that we can never forget; and promises that we broke, mistakes that we can't be forgiven for, hurt the worst."
"Moony, what are you talking about?" Sirius asked him, tears beginning to fill his eyes and blur his vision.
"Let it go, Sirius. What's in the past is in the past, and you can't change it."
"I can never let it go, Remus. Every thing is my fault. James and Lily, they died because of me. Harry lost them, I did that to him," Tears now completely obscured his vision and wet streaks adorned his face. "It was my idea to become animagi, and take you out. Yes, I know James was the one who figured out you were a werewolf!"
"None of that matters any more Sirius." Remus was crying too.
"Yes, it does Remus! It matters to me."
''
"Hey, Fred, where'd you put that… oh, SHIT!" George called from the back room of their shop in Diagon alley. Because Hogwarts was back in session, business had been slow, the majority of their' orders had been coming by mail from, where else, Hogwarts.
"What did you do!" Fred yelled running through the scarlet curtain separating the main and back rooms. "BLOODY HELL GEORGE!"
''
"Wormtail," Voldemort hissed, his snake like features twisted into an evil sneer. "Where is Lucius Malfoy?"
"He was one of those captured, my Lord."
"Why is he not on my list!" Voldemort snapped at Peter, one of his four remaining followers.
"I do not know my Lord. Perhaps he was not captured, but that would not explain his absence." Peter squeaked back to him.
"Find him, if you have to travel across the ocean, find him!" Voldemort stood, grabbed a small vase and threw it against the wall, the porcelain shattering as it hit the hard surface.
''
Draco,
I am leaving this country for a short period of time. Your mother will receive you for the Holidays. I fully regret having to make this decision, but I feel it is the only option that will assure your safety. Know that I will think of you every day, and try not to think of me, but take pleasure in the whim of the day. I will not have the opportunity to write to you after my departure for fear of our correspondence being intercepted.
Your Father,
Lucius Malfoy''
"Narcissa," Lucius called, walking out of his study, into the long dark hallway outside.
"Yes, my love?" She responded coming out of the door across the hall.
"Send this note to our son. I am going away." He handed her the note and waited patiently as she read though it.
"You are leaving the country? Why do you leave me behind? Do you not wish to have my company any longer?"
"Relax, I am not leaving the country, but no one must know I'm here. As for leaving you behind, you have to care for Draco, and it would seem too… suspicious if you were to accompany me." He strode away, he had bags to pack after all, and there was some business that simply couldn't wait.
"Of course,' She answered him before adding under her breathe, "You do not care for me any way."
(Will doing homework change the boys? How will Sirius' life progress? What are those twins up too? Where is Lucius really going? Review and give me your guesses!)