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"'Twas a cold day,
In the middle of June,
When out of his house was carried Emmett Loon.
Loon loved all,
But hated the rest,
And everyone loved him,
Even after he was laid to rest.
Loon was friend to all,
Human, bird, and all other manners of beast,
But his favorite companion was his dog, Bert.
What you read here today, is the story of Bert Loon,
Emmett's beloved mongrel,
The son of the stars,
And the traveler most know not.
So now I will tell you the tale of that courageous dog,
And his journey to death.
And of the un-dead master of this beloved mutt,
To whom he owed his life," Remus read, and Sirius smiled. This was a story about a dog? Good enough for him. He scooted forward on the floor at Remus' feet, anxiously biting his lip and waiting to hear more as Remus flipped from the introduction, past the Table of Contents, and finally landed on the first page.
"Chapter One: Emmett.
"Emmett J. Loon was a kind man, and a clever one at that. He could trick you into giving him one thousand dollars easily, and his dog, Bert, was a wonderful pickpocket. Emmett loved to be caught stealing from people, because everyone knew him, and he was never arrested for it. To tell the truth, Emmett was a rich man because of this, as no one bothered taking the money back, since they all lived in such a small town!
"Emmett loved to have fun. He bought Bert from an animal shelter when he was forty-four years old, and Bert had loved him immediately. The man just had something really likeable about him, that forced you to like him. He stood at about six-foot, and was actually rather muscular, and had shimmering amber eyes and curly gray-brown hair that he grew long and wore in a thin ponytail. Bert was anything but. He was thin and raggedy, with deep gray eyes that seemed to see into your very soul, and he had the most beautiful black fur you'd ever seen.
Sounds like someone else we know, eh, Padfoot?," Remus said, raising an eyebrow and grinning. ( F/N:Yes...They're supposed to be counterparts of Rem and Siri, but opposites. ) Sirius grinned and poked Remus' leg, motioning for him to continue.
"Bert loved Emmett more than anything. Bert would do anything for his master! By the time the pup was a year old, he was nicking newspapers from people, stealing people's wallets, and even taking food. No one liked Bert, but they didn't dare hurt him in case Emmett got on them about it. Emmett was known for his nasty temper.
One day, a beautiful young widow came by Emmett's house with a nice, well-baked pie for Emmett. Bert didn't like it. He didn't like it one bit. He had a horrible feeling about this woman, and he was sure it had something to do with the hate-filled looks she kept shooting him. But he could tell Emmett liked the woman, so he tried to be nice to her.
"Ah'm tellin' you, Emmett! Tha' dog has ta go! He's been dreadfully mean to my Petunia!," Bert heard the woman saying to Emmett one day, and he nudged the three-year-old beside him gently with his muzzle. The girl giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck, resting one pudgy cheek on the back of his neck and letting his long brown curls fall down his back.
Bert loved Petunia. He loved her like the friend he'd always had in Emmett. But one day when Petunia was six-years-old, he wandered into her room to find two other girls in there. They all froze and looked at him. The other two grimaced, and Petunia smiled at him, hurrying over and patting him on the head.
"Bert! This is Lucy an' Sophia Dahling, those twin girls from down the road what my Mommy was talking to yer Daddy 'bout. Lucy, Sophia, this is Daddy Emmett's baby dog Bert! He's seven, an' he's really nice! An' pretty, huh?," she asked them, and they shook their heads.
"He ugly!," said Lucy meanly, glaring at Bert, who whimpered slightly under the unkind gaze.
"And a coward, too!," added Sophia, her blond curls bouncing as she laughed cruelly.
"Don't talk about Bert like that! I love-," Petunia was cut off as her mother walked in.
"Tuney, I came to ge' Bert. I finally convinced yer Daddy to ge' rid of the stupid mongrel," she said, grabbing Bert's collar. Bert whined loudly, trying to get back to Petunia, who gasped.
"NO! DON'T TAKE MY BERT! MOMMY! LEAVE HIM 'LONE!," cried Petunia sadly as Bert was dragged from the room, and the Darling twins laughed evilly, jumping up and trotting after them as Petunia began to sob loudly," finished Remus. "And that's the end of that chapter."
Sirius sniffed. "That was beautiful. I want a Petunia!," he said, then grinned and jumped up and placed his hands on Remus' knees. "Will you be my Petunia, Moony?," he asked curiously. Remus grinned and patted his best friend's head.
"Sure, weirdo. I'll be your loving little owner, who happens to be a werewolf," he said, and they both laughed.
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Grr...Didn't know how to fit Harry into these chapters...If you want him to be in the next, comment about it: D
F/N: Franki's Note
C/N: Caitlin's Note
K/N: Katrina's Note (QuEeNoFrAnDoM on GaiaOnline)