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Chapter eleven- Preperations For the Full Moon
"Oh, do get up already!" a loud voice rang in Darian's ear. Said boy groaned as he opened his eyes.
"Bugger off," he mumbled tiredly as he stuffed his face into his pillow to block out the annoying voice as well as the sunlight. He heard a huff before the footsteps faded away. Darian grinned into the pillow.
It didn't last long, however, when a few seconds later a gallon of ice cold water was dumped on him.
"OY!!!"
"I said get up!!"
"What the bloody hell was that for, woman!" Darian yelled as he reached for his wand. Lisa smirked. "Well I wasn't about to wait all day for you and breakfast is about to begin," she told him matter-of-factly.
"Not to mention the fact that none of your roommates were willing to wake you up."
"Oh shut it..." Darian muttered as he cast a drying spell on himself. "Do you mind! I need to change!" he snapped to the smiling girl. Lisa rolled her blue eyes and walked out of the room.
Darian sighed as he quickly changed into the new school robes Dumbledore had ordered for him. Lisa was the only person who had even looked his way without flinching or sneering. It seemed as if she didn't really have that many friends also since everyone did their best to stand clear of her to. So they were both loners.
He heard a soft 'whoof' and looked under his bed to see Snuffles laying down on a pile of Darian's clothes.
"Uh, Snuffles!" he scolded to the dog. "Get off my clothes! You are getting them hairy!"
Snuffles whined and scooted out from under the bed. Darian sighed as he picked up the wrinkled clump of robes and cast a quick cleaning spell on them before stuffing them back into his trunk.
"Bad dog!" he scolded, smirking at the dog's growl of annoyance. He stuffed his wand into his pocket and started to the door. Snuffles followed him.
"You're not going with me," he told the black canine. "You can't come to my classes."
Snuffles gave him a look as if to say, 'Then what am I supposed to do all day?'.
Darian rolled his eyes, "Do whatever you want, just stay outside and don't bother anyone."
He made to go downstairs again when Snuffles clamped onto the hem of his robes and gave it a strong tug. "Let me go! I need to get to class," Darian exclaimed in slight anger. "You can come with me to the Great Hall but after that you need to go outside!" he told his godfather. "And you better not bother anyone either."
Darian hurried down the stairs with Snuffles and met Lisa, who was waiting for him impatiently. "Well it's about time!" she huffed at him. Snuffles growled at her and Lisa backed away cautiously. "You....have a dog," she mumbled, eyeing Snuffles with fear.
"I don't like dogs..."
Darian smirked slightly, "Don't worry, he's just playing," he looked pointedly at Snuffles. "Aren't you, Snuffles?"
The dog gave him another annoyed look before backing off. Lisa quickly hurried out of the common room.
"You're really pushing it, you know?" he snapped to the dog. "You cannot act like that to people! Even if it is just for fun, you don't want to get kicked out do you?"
Snuffles stretched leisurly before throwing Darian a lazy expression.
Darian rolled his eyes, sighing and walking out of the common room with Snuffles trailing behind.
"Hey Darian!" Hermione and Ron were behind them by the time they reached the Entrance Hall. Darian's face broke out into a smile, "'Mione, Ron....shouldn't you two, er, stay away from me?"
Ron shrugged, "Come on, mate! Dumbledore knows he can't keep us away from you for long."
Darian grinned in response.
"We had better get to breakfast," Hermione said quietly. "You know, just in case Dumbledore has to say something important..." she hinted.
Darian suddenly remembered that Dumbledore was supposed to announce 'Harry Potter's' death this morning. He had completely forgotten. "Yeah, let's get going," he replied, his good mood suddenly dampened. He really didn't want to see everyone's reactions.
"See you..." Darian said to Ron and Hermione as they walked into the Great Hall. "And don't forget to try and make your reactions realistic, okay?" he told them very quietly.
The other two members of the 'Golden Trio' nodded and they set off toward the Gryffindor Table. Darian hurried over to his own table as Dumbledore stood up to address the students.
"May I have your attention, please," Dumbledore said and the hall immediately fell silent. He stood up with his head bowed and his shoulders slumped forward. The twinkle that usually resided in Dumbledore's eyes were gone and he looked his age.
"I am afraid that I have some rather," he broke off for a moment, "some rather bad news..." He cleared his throat and the students glanced at each other, whispering in confusion. They had never seen their headmaster so downhearted. He looked completely devastated.
"Some of you," Dumbledore continued and the whispers stopped, "might have noticed the absence of a Mr. Harry Potter. I am afraid that there was an accident that included him on Saturday night." Dumbledore let those words sink in for a couple moments before continuing. "Harry Potter was attacked by a panther in the Dark Forest on Saturday. His injuries were, fatal."
As expected, all hell broke loose. There were yells and shouts of outrage and nonbelief. Some Gryffindors were yelling at the Slytherins for some odd reason. Many girls had almost immediatly broke into tears. The Slytherins were looking confused and indifferent. The teachers were doing a rather good job of containing their emotions, compared to the students, at least. Professor McGonagall was very pale and had tears glittering in her eyes. Flitwick and Sprout were both murmuring unbelievingly to one another, though they had paled several shades also.
Darian had to duck his head to hide the expression on his face. He had never thought so many people would be so effected by his death. Once he had regained his composure, he sat up to look at the ones who had already known to see if they were doing a very good job of acting.
Dumbledore's reaction was believable, mainly due to the tone his voice had taken on when he had told everyone about Harry's death. He still had that devastated look on his face that made Darian quickly look away.
Hermione was crying into Ron's shirt. Ron was shaking his head slowly, his eyes glazed as he mouthed unspoken words.
Darian held back a smirk knowing that the secret was safe when it came to Ron and Hermione.
He glanced at Remus, who was slumped in his seat with his head in his hands. Darian noticed that Snuffles was whining slightly from under the table.
He felt a touch of hatred as he dared to glance at Snape, whose face was curtained by his greasy hair so no one could see his expression.
Darian sighed and looked at Lisa, who was right beside him looking very pale, her hands were clamped over her mouth. "He was so nice," she whispered to Darian. "I never knew him personally but I had heard he was a really nice guy, and brave as well."
Darian merely nodded to show that he was listening.
"I feel sorry for him," Lisa said quietly as she examined her hands. Darian felt a touch of anger at her pity for him. He hated pity.
"Classes have been canceled for today," Dumbledore told them all quietly. "Harry's body will be cremated and released into the ocean. There will be no funeral and his closest friends as well as all teachers will be there when his ashes are released, that is all."
The headmaster sat back down heavily and a couple people (most of them being Gryffindors) hurried out of the Great Hall in hopes of finding some kind of comfort in the darkness of their dormitories.
Darian noticed that Ron and Hermione had left. He glanced at Lisa before slowly standing up and walking out of the hall, away from the whispers and cries of sadness that he had caused.
He walked up to the Astronomy Tower and looked out at the gray sky. It was raining, even the weather seemed to be mourning for Harry Potter's supposed death. Darian sighed and leaned up against the stone wall of the tower as he looked at the wet grounds of Hogwarts. Snuffles had followed him and was now sitting on the edge of the stone wall, also looking out onto the grounds.
Darian sighed as he reached down to pet Snuffles absentmindedly.
He had caused all of this. All of this pain. Darian knew that after the war was over, he would be revealed to everyone as really being Harry Potter.
Darian flinched, knowing that they would all kill him for putting him through all that pain. He stared out at everything and thought about, with a shiver, the full moon that was approaching in two weeks.
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Darian never thought that it could feel so good to be the son of Snape. Sure many people would rather step in dung then look at him, but he was treated normally.
Normal.
Not like the bloody Boy-Who-Lived, he was treated like a normal student should be treated.
Who cared if the only friend he could talk to in public was Lisa? Who cared if Ron and Hermione had to act like they hated him? Who cared if Snape still hated him? He was normal, and he knew that both Ron and Hermione didn't mean anything that they said, so it was all good.
Until the night of October fourth.
Darian had known that this day would be coming. He had been dreading it terribly and he wanted nothing more then to just hide away from the full moon. He was scared, and he wasn't afraid to admit it. He was scared of the monster he would become, he was scared of the pain it would cause.
Darian had started to drink the Wolfsbane Potion, which tasted horrible. He dreaded it each time he saw Snape approaching with the potion in hand.
Remus helped a whole lot. He told Darian all about what would happen. He told Darian that everything was going to be alright, even if it would feel as if he was dying when he transformed.
The fact that Remus and Sirius was going to be there with him when he transformed brought Darian alot of comfort. To know that they were going to be right beside him the whole time was relieving.
The morning of the fourth was sunny and cheery, which greatly contrasted to Darian's gloomy mood. Lisa had went on ahead without him, which he was rather grateful for; he didn't think he could deal with her insistant chatter. Don't get him wrong or anything, Lisa was okay but she talked way too much, and she wasn't Ron or Hermione, though she did act like one of them at times.
"Darian!" Hermione hurried up from behind him as he was headed down the stairs. "Rem-I mean, Professor Lupin wants to meet up with you, you're excused from classes today."
Darian rolled his eyes, "I figured..."
Hermione put an arm around him, "Hey, it's going to be okay. Remus knows what he's doing and he'll help you as well as Siri-er, Snuffles." She glanced at Snuffles, who was beside Darian as usual, with a stern look.
"I know," Darian told her as they starting walking to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. "I just heard it was supposed to be really painful...."
"It'll be okay," she reasurred again. Hermione frowned, "Aren't you going to eat breakfast before you go to Professor Lupin's?"
"Lost my appetite," Darian muttered as he absentmindedly reached down to scratch Snuffles behind the ears.
"Ah, Darian, so nice of you to be so prompt," Remus said as they walked into his office. Snape was beside his desk, looking at some papers, ignoring them. "I was just showing Severus here my lesson plans for the next couple of days," Remus said pleasantly.
Snuffles growled at Snape.
"You had best control that mutt of yours, Mr. Snape," Snape said coldly, without looking up from the lesson plans. "You wouldn't want him to be put to sleep would you?"
Darian scowled at the man, "Fortunately, you have no control over that, Professor."
"Try me, Mr. Snape."
Darian glared at the man, but said nothing.
Snape finally looked up from the lesson planes to glare at Hermione and Darian. "I have brewed your last Wolfsbane Potion for this month, Mr. Snape," Snape said curtly, nodding to the smoking goblet. Darian shuddered as he took the goblet and swished around the liquid.
"The sooner you take it, Darian, the sooner it will be over," Remus told him as he took the last gulp of his own Wolfsbane Potion.
Darian sighed and squeezed his eyes shut before downing the whole potion in one gulp. He pulled a disgusted face and gagged slightly.
Remus immediately summoned some pumpkin juice which Darian quickly drank to get rid of the disgusting taste that lingered in his mouth.
"You do know that Sirius will be there with us tonight, don't you, Darian?" Remus asked him gently and Darian nodded. "It's not going to lessen the pain any is it?" he mumbled.
"No," Remus said. "But it does make it a whole lot more better once you've transformed to have some company other than another werewolf," he explained.
Snape and Hermione watched the exchange silently.
"I do not think your presence is required anymore, Miss Granger," Snape stated curtly to Hermione.
She bristled and glared at him before giving Darian a hug. "It'll be alright, you'll see. Ron and I will be right there when you wake up, we promise."
"Thank you," Darian whispered to her as he pulled back from their hug. "That helps more then you'll ever know..." Hermione smiled at him and kissed him on the cheek before turning around and hurrying out of the office, blushing slightly.
Darian reached his hand up to touch his cheek, feeling the warm feeling in the pit of his stomach grow slightly.
Remus smiled. Snape rolled his eyes, but kept the biting remark to himself.
"Alright Darian," Remus began. "Tomorrow morning, Severus and Sirius are going to transfer us to the Hospital Wing as soon as the sun comes up."
Darian groaned, "I have to go there again?"
"Of course we do. Not only will we probably fight during the full moon, but we will also be very tired," Remus told him.
"But I thought that the Wolfsbane Potion was supposed to let us keep our minds when we transform," Darian said, his brow furrowed.
"Yes that is true but when two werewolves are together, even if they do keep their minds, their instinct takes over and they fight."
"Then what's the point of taking the Wolfsbane Potion?"
"Well if we didn't take the Wolfsbane Potion then we might end up killing each other and Sirius as well," Remus explained patiently. "Werewolves have instincts that are so strong that they can even override our minds. Which is one of the reasons why our eyes turn amber when we're really mad. The Wolfsbane Potion tames the instincts a little, only enough for us to prevent ourselves from doing serious damage to one another."
"Oh," Darian looked even more troubled.
Snuffles transformed into Sirius. "It'll be alright, Ha-Darian," Sirius told him. "I'll be there and if you or Remus gets out of control, then I will handle it."
Snape snorted and rolled his eyes, "Bet it makes him feel so much better to know that his mutt of a godfather, that can't even control himself, is going to try and control two werewolves at a full moon."
"Shut it, Snape."
"Sirius, Severus will you please!" Remus huffed.
The two glared at each other, it was quite childish actually.
Darian broke the silence tenitively, "May I go now?" Remus's face softened slightly as he turned to look at Darian, "No, you cannot. The full moon is tonight and you are emotionally unstable right now. We cannot risk anything."
The boy sighed and sat down, slumped, in a chair.
Remus squatted down beside Darian, "I'm sorry it has to be this way, Darian.....I'm sorry-"
"Don't..." Darian muttered as he looked into his fellow werewolf's eyes. "I need to get used to it. It's just going to be like this for the rest of my life...."
"Now you don't know that," Remus said immediately. "Who knows? Maybe some smart wizard or witch will come out with a remedy or a cure, maybe Hermione will."
The older werewolf smiled at his young charge, hoping to cheer him up a bit. It didn't work, unfortunately.
"Did they tell you that when you were first bitten?" Darian asked bitterly.
Sirius arched an eyebrow at Darian's uncharacteristic display of bitterness. "He was just trying to cheer you up, Darian."
"Don't bother, Padfoot," Remus muttered as he stood back up. "He can't help it, the full moon is tonight, makes me have a short temper too."
Darian said nothing as he studied his hands.
"Maybe you two should go," Remus said abruptly to Sirius and Snape. "Neither Darian, nor I need to get worked up over something stupid right before the full moon and you two don't exactly get along well."
Darian snorted. "That's an understatement," he muttered.
Sirius sighed., "Alright," he said hesitantly. "I'll see you two tonight."
Remus nodded and Darian muttered, "Right..."
Sirius paused slightly at Darian's bored tone of voice before transforming into Snuffles and trotting out into the hall.
Snape frowned at the two before him. Remus nodded to him, "We'll see you tomorrow, Severus." Snape nodded slowly as he eyed Darian with an odd expression. He looked at the boy for a couple minutes before looking up at Remus again.
"Fine, but if he is seriously injured in any way then you and the mutt will pay," he hissed and exited the room quickly, as if embarressed about what he had just said.
Darian's head snapped up at the comment and he stared at the spot Snape had been standing in, his eyes slightly glazed. "Did he really just say that?" he mumbled tiredly.
Remus smiled, "You see, Darian, Severus does care for you, he just doesn't know how to express it." The man shuddered as he remembered seeing the cuts on Snape's wrists when they had been sixteen.
He glanced over at Darian hoping, praying that the boy wasn't coping with abuse the same way his father had all those years ago.
() Well.......I don't know if that was very good or not.
I have been dreading telling everyone about Harry's supposed death because I'm not sure if I got the reactions right! Please review and tell me!!
Next chapter is the full moon, finally!!
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