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Ok… So my 21-year-old brother just walked into my room singing Sexy and I know it by LMFAO and gave me a massive bowl full of my favourite fruit, so now Muah is munching on a water melon! Yey! Thanks bro!
I'm also currently listening to all the harry potter tunes. Lily's theme always makes me cry T_T
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No matter how much I wish I did, I do not own harry potter or any characters/ Songs/ Poems etc. you might recognise.
The five marauders
Chapter 27
Remus POV
"Mr Lupin! You're incredibly late!"
I looked at the school nurse, who grabbed my arm and started running through the school with me.
"I'm so sorry madam, I couldn't get away from my friends without raising suspicion," I told her.
She nodded, and started pulling me through the grounds.
She poked the root of the whomping willow, and I watched it freeze.
"Will you manage from here?" She asked.
I nodded, and jumped through the hole at the roots of the tree and into a familiar tunnel.
This tunnel was made specially for me. It led to the abandoned house in Hogsmeade. The Whomping Willow was even planted just because I came to Hogwarts, to make sure the students wouldn't go following me.
I ran as fast as my feet could carry me, until I entered the familiar room. It was covered in dust. Paper was peeling from the walls, the windows were boarded up, there were stains all over the floor, and most of the furniture was smashed. I started walking around what was now known as the shrieking shack.
The day when it happened came to my mind, and I winced at the memory.
I was seven years old, and I was walking home from my aunt's birthday party with my father. It was already quite late, and the full moon was shining occasionally through the clouds. I yawned loudly, and suddenly some kind of hairy monster jumped in front of us. I have never seen such a curious and frightening creature before. It's big yellow eyes flickered to my father. A hint of recognition hit them, and they turned to me. They were full of hatred. I started cowering behind my father, who stood petrified with fright. Suddenly, the beast lunged towards me, and before I could scream out from under his weight, his sharp teeth sank into my shoulder. I screamed out in pain, and my father, who hearing my scream could once again move, threw the beast off me with a spell. The beast looked towards my father once again, his yellow eyes full of euphoria, and turned to run towards the nearby woods.
I started crying from the pain that my shoulder caused, and my father picked me up and apparated to St Mungos.
He ran to the closest healer, and after whispering, "Bitten by a werewolf," he was directed to the First Floor – Creature-Induced Injuries.
It's been four years since I've first turned into a werewolf, yet still, my parents kept seeking for a cure for my state.
I suddenly howled as I felt sharp pain all over my body, and I felt as I and every single bone inside of me shattered, and quickly re-grew two times larger, making my skin stretch. I felt some of my old wounds split open, and hot blood pour out of them, only to disappear in the hair that now covered my body.
I howled once again and fell on all fours as all my human nature left me.
I didn't wake up early like I usually did. I had to have Poppy wake me up at 6am instead. I got up, a bit dazed and in pain. I looked at my body and winced. My left leg was bleeding terribly and my right arm had claw and bite marks all over it. It will be hard to hide those from my friends, like I hid the ones I gained for the past few months.
The Hogwarts' nurse helped me up, and I did my best to limp all the way to the Hospital Wing, with the help of Madam Pomfrey, to where I fell on the bed and let the nurse take care of my wounds.
Jamie POV
"No!" I exclaimed.
Tears started blurring my vision as I looked into the blue eyes of the Headmaster.
"I'm sorry," He whispered, sympathy obvious in those blue eyes.
"No," I muttered.
I looked at my brothers. Ivy had her arms around Michael who was weeping into her shoulder, while Victor sat with his face buried in his hands. I would say he was sleeping if not that he was trembling the way a crying person does.
I let a few tears escape, and run freely down my cheeks. I turned and darted out of Dumbledore's office. I ran through crowds of students, all scurrying to the sides as I ran past. I heard some call my name, but I didn't care. I kept on running, hot tears staining my face.
I could not believe it. I would not believe it. It's impossible. But why would they lie? Was this some kind of sick prank? Why would it have to be me?
When I stopped, I realised I ended up in front of a solid wall. I looked around me, and identified my position as on the seventh floor. I glanced behind me, and found a tapestry of some weird guy teaching trolls ballet. I remembered my brothers tell me of a curious room known as the 'Come and Go' room, which should be placed somewhere around here. I looked at the wall, and paced three times in front of it, all the while thinking, I need a place to be on my own. When I was finished, a door started to appear on the empty wall. I opened a door, and found a lovely little room, all red and gold, with a big fireplace with a small couch in front. I sat myself on the couch, and started weeping.
"It's all my fault," I cried, although no one could hear me.
When I woke up, I realised my face was stained with tears. I wiped them quickly, and tried to remember the curious dream I had. All I could remember was running through corridors, crying like a baby. After getting out of the morning daze, I was aware that I was sleeping quite closely with another person. I opened my eyes, and grinned as I noticed the way mine and Peter's bodies were intertwined; I had both of my arms around his waist, while he had one arm behind my neck, letting my head rest just beneath his armpit, and his other arm was resting on one of my own. I didn't feel embarrassed, the way I did with the other guys. It felt like sleeping with a massive teddy bear.
I shifted a little, and he moved in his sleep, so now he rested on his other side with his back to me, making me completely free.
I glanced at the clock by his bed, and read that it was just past 6am. I groaned, and stood up, stretching from the good night's sleep I've just had. As I made my way towards the boys' bathroom, I couldn't help but notice that one of the beds was deserted.
So Remus didn't come back… I thought, remembering the form of my best friend leaving the room when he thought we were all asleep. I wonder where he went.
I furrowed my eyebrows thinking, and went into the bathroom. I took a quick shower, rejoicing as the hot water I loved so much hit my body.
When I came out of the showers, the room was exactly as before, with the boys sleeping in exactly the same places as before, except now all beds were occupied.
I looked at the sleeping form of Remus and noticed in what a tired and poor form he was. He had dark circles under his eyes, and his expression was of one in pain.
He shifted a little, and his right arm came to rest atop his covers. My eyes widened as I saw the outline of a horrible bite mark that looked like one of a wolf. It was accompanied by many scars that resembled long scratches. They all looked terribly fresh.
I swallowed my gasp, and made my way out of the boys' dorms and into my own to get my things together.
It was a Monday today and I groaned inwardly as I looked over my timetable. Monday was definitely my least favourite day of the week since we only had one pleasant lesson: Transfiguration.
I quietly dressed into my school uniform and work robes, threw all the books I would need for today in my bag, and went back to the boys' dormitories, all the while not waking the sleeping girls.
When I got back, everyone but one was still sleeping.
"Morning," James greeted, stretching in his bed.
"Morning James," I grinned, "Sleep well?"
"Like a baby."
I raised my eyebrows, "Oh? So you woke up every three hours, crying for your mummy?"
He smirked at me, "I'll change my statement then. I slept like a Koala."
I raised my eyebrows again, "Koala?"
"Yeah. They sleep up to 22 hours daily."
"And you know that from where?" I questioned.
"Remus," He said simply and I nodded.
"His knowledge is frightening at times. I'm surprised his brain isn't bigger then his head, but if he carries on reading so much, I'm afraid they will have to enlarge the doors to the classrooms to let our dear Remy through with the enormous head that will contain an even bigger brain," I commented.
James barely contained his laughter as he rolled out of bed and threw on his school uniform.
"How about you, how did you sleep?" He asked.
"Not very well. I had a nightmare which I cannot remember," I replied honestly.
"I thought I heard someone talk in their sleep," He muttered.
"What did I say?" I asked curiously.
"Not sure. Something about something being your fault, and you kept on repeating the word no."
"Hm…" I muttered, the whole dream coming back to me.
It's curious how when someone reminds me of my dreams, they always come back to me. At least when it's ones that are realistic like the one I've had today, or when I slept next to James…
A loud yawn pulled me out of my thoughts, and I turned to smile at Sirius, who was stretching in his bed.
"Morning Siri!" I exclaimed.
"Morning J!" He exclaimed.
The heads of the other boys shot right up at our shouting. They all glared at us as Sirius shot out of his bed, grabbed my hands and started spinning me in circles singing,
"Wake me up before you go-go
Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo
Wake me up before you go-go
I don't want to miss it when you hit that high
Wake me up before you go-go
'Cause I'm not plannin' on going solo
Wake me up before you go-go
Take me dancing tonight
I wanna hit that high!"
I laughed and sang along.
"I never knew you know muggle music," I laughed once he finished.
"'Course I do! I listen to it all the time to annoy my parents!" He exclaimed.
"Up you go guys!" I yelled at the boys who were still trying to sleep, "It's 7 and it's a wonderful Monday, although it wont be so wonderful later since the lessons suck!"
"Must you ruin my mood so early in the morning?" Frank grumbled.
"Chill out Frank," I exclaimed happily, running over to him and ruffling his hair, "We have Herbology first, and we all know how much you love it!"
He nodded, and started getting dressed along with the other boys.
I stood there a bit awkwardly for a second, and then exclaimed, "See you in breakfast!" Before darting out of the room.
I skipped cheerfully all the way to the grand staircase, and then slid down it's banister, earning a disapproving look from Professor McGonagall. I grinned at her, and skipped to breakfast.
The Great Hall was mostly empty. I skipped along the Gryffindor table and stopped by a familiar red head.
"Wassup flower?" I asked, sitting down next to my best friend.
She looked at me and raised an eyebrow, "Flower?"
"Yup," I nodded, "You're a lily after all."
She grinned and started a random conversation about the starry wizard hat professor Dumbledore was wearing.
About five minutes later, we were joined by a group of four boys and three girls. I smiled at the four marauders who were arguing loudly about who has the ugliest nose out of them four, and then grinned at my dorm mates, who were staring at the boys with amusement.
"EVANS!" James suddenly exclaimed.
The said girl jumped in her seat, and turned to face the boys, "Yes Potter?"
"I don't have the weirdest nose, do I?" He asked urgently.
She, along with me and the rest of the girls giggled, and said, "I don't know Potter, it's a bit pointy, but it matches your ears."
His hands flew to his ears, and he started feeling them, as if checking if they're pointy, while the group at the table laughed.
"Don't worry James, your ears are perfectly fine, and so is your nose," I assured him.
"Phew!" He muttered, grinning.
James looked up at me and Lily with a smirk, which quickly turned into a frown as he glared at something behind me.
Lily and I turned and, to my displeasure, found Snape there.
"What do you want Snivellus?" Sirius growled, putting a protective arm around me.
Snape ignored him, and turned to face Lily instead, "Can we talk?"
"Sure Sev," She replied nicely, glaring at Sirius.
She got up, and followed Snape up to the entrance to the Great Hall.
Lily POV
"What's up Sev?" I asked pleasantly.
"Why are you sitting with the marauders?" He asked, his face portraying no emotions.
"Because Jamie is my best friend."
He rolled his eyes, "You know I don't mean her. Why are you sitting with the boys."
I sighed. I love Sev. He's like a brother. But he's really possessive, especially when it comes to me, and I guess the fact that I'm friends with his bullies' best friend doesn't help.
"They joined us in the middle of breakfast. Don't worry, I'm not planning on being friends with those big headed jerks. It's just Jamie that I like," I explained.
He nodded, looking satisfied with this answer.
"Sit with me," He offered, after a quick thought.
"Sev, it would be bad manners to abandon them."
"Please Lils! I know Jamie and the girls are your friends, but I'm your best friend, and I have no one other then you," He pleaded. I've never seen Severus plead.
I sighed again, "Ok."
He smiled a quick smile, and then put on his usual smirk and I followed him to the Slytherin table.
Jamie POV
"Well. Lily's sure taking her time," Alice said, checking her watch.
I glanced towards the Great Hall entrance, and noticed that Lily and Snape were gone. I looked around the hall, and noticed them heading towards the Slytherin table.
I frowned, "Looks like Lily won't be joining us for the rest of breakfast."
Everyone looked at me oddly, and I motioned my head towards the Snake's table. They all turned, and noticed the red head sitting down next to her raven haired friend. Most of the Slytherin table was now glaring at her. A Gryffindor was never known to be on talking basis with a Slytherin, much less be a best friend of one.
I sighed, and got up. "Well I'm full. See you in Herbology," I said, and made my way to the Greenhouses.
"Don't land in the Hospital again!" Sirius yelled after me, and I turned and gave him thumbs-up, before continuing the walking. I was, in fact, surprised that they let me go on my own at all.
When I arrived at my destination, I was surprised to find that I wasn't the first one there. Sitting with his back against the wall, was a Hufflepuff boy with shoulder-length light blonde, almost white hair looking into space with a dazed expression. I smiled, recognising the first-year as Xenophilius Lovegood, the mad Hufflepuff.
"Hey Xeno," I greeted, sitting down next to him.
I liked him. He was fun to talk to.
"Hello Jamie," He greeted, turning his silvery gray eyes to me, "Have you seen any Heliopaths lately? I could swear I saw one just before you came."
I smiled. See what I mean?
"Sorry, but no," I said, "Care to explain what they are?"
"A Heliopath is a spirit of fire which gallops and burns anything in its path. I heard that the minister of magic has a whole army of them at his command," He explained, his gray eyes searching the sky, "Not many believe me when I tell of them, but there are many eyewitnesses of their existence."
I chuckled quietly.
"What about those Pulping Glimpies you mentioned last Herbology lesson?" I asked curiously.
"It's Gulping Plimpy," he corrected, "A Gulping Plimpy is a breed of Plimpy that is repelled by Gurdyroots."
I didn't understand a word of what he said, but I nodded anyways.
"Any other interesting creatures you could tell me about?"
"Have you head of Nargles or Wrackspurts?"
"Nope," I said, popping the p.
"Nargles are little thieves that infest the mistletoe and they're known to steal clothing and other personal things. Wrackspurts are invisible creatures which float into a person's ear, making their brain go fuzzy."
He continued explaining different creatures to me for the next few minutes, and by the times he finished explaining Umgubular Slashkilters, most of the students were already here.
"Hey guys! What's up?" Sirius asked, sitting beside me.
"To that question, I will cheekily reply, 'The sky'," I grinned.
"I was just telling Jamie what exactly a Moon Frog is," Xenophilius said.
"Awesome! Mind if I steal her?" James asked.
"Not at all. Just make sure you watch out for the Nargles! I'm pretty sure I saw a few fly by," He warned.
"Sure," James said, and pulled me away.
Once we were out of Xeno's earshot, I started laughing.
"He's so funny! He spent the last twenty minutes telling me about Weackspurts, Umgubular Slashkilters, Dabberblimps, Crumple-Horned Snorkacks and who knows what else!" I giggled.
"I think he might be a bit off his rocker," Peter grinned.
"I completely agree," Said Remus.
"Same," Sirius, James and I chorused.
"Everyone in, please!" The voice of our Herbology teacher, Professor Rainwater, said. He was a short, round man, just like professor Slughorn, and was often the theme of jokes because of his name, since he is known as I.P Rainwater. I guess his parents had a curious sense of humour.
We entered the Greenhouse, and took our places. In this class we had to sit boy-girl, which wasn't a problem for me, since I sat between Sirius and James, but my friends didn't think it that good. On Sirius' left was Lily, so they spent most of the lesson verbal-sparring each other, on James' other side was a Hufflepuff girl, Kate Head, a slutty blonde, which obviously has a complete crush on Sirius and keeps on asking James questions about him. On Peter's left was Alice, whom he was ok with, but the girl on his other side suffered from OCD (Obsessive–compulsive disorder), which means she has to have the desk perfectly clean all around her, and forces Peter to do the same. But the worst is when she forces him to use her smelly hand sanitizer. Remus sits between Kate Head, so when she stops bugging James, she moves onto him, and Leila, who doesn't speak much at all.
Today's lesson we talked about the Devil Snare, which I paid no attention to. I played magic hangman with James and Sirius. The difference between magic and muggle hangman is that in the magical one, when the man is about to get hanged, he starts yelling hints, so when James couldn't guess the word 'Toilet', the stick-man exclaimed, "I NEED A PEE!" earning the three of us detention, and making the entire class laugh.
In History of Magic, I did what I always did, which is sleeping on Sirius' shoulder, so I have no idea what we were learning about.
Break went quickly, we didn't really do anything that deserves mentioning in this story, other then charming the words 'Hex me' or 'Smelly Pureblood' onto some of the Slytherins' backs.
In Transfiguration, all of us, except for Remus, took a liking to calling Professor McGonagall 'Minnie', which got us four into detention, so now James, Sirius and I had detentions on Friday and Saturday nights, while Peter only on Saturday.
During lunch, we had an angry bunch of Slytherins yell at us from across the hall, accusing us of charming their backs, but none of them came close enough to say it to our faces. Mary, who sat fairly close, told me that professor Slughorn said that if any single person from his house comes within ten meters of my presence without my permission, they will immediately lose fifty points and earn detention for a whole month. This rule will apply until the end of year, which amused me greatly.
The final lesson, potions, was different from the others.
Since Professor Slughorn had a seating plan, I was stuck next to Snape, at least three desks away from any other marauder.
In the first half of the lesson, Snape was silent, listening to Slughorn go on and on about the Swelling Solution, how it's made and what are it's effects.
During the second half, we got started on making the potion. That's when Snape actually spoke.
"I didn't know they'd use that spell," He said, adding the puffer-fish eyes.
I looked at him weirdly, "What on earth are you talking about."
"Sectumsempra," He said, "I didn't think they would actually use that on you."
"And you're telling me this because…?"
He sighed, "We might not be on friendly terms, but you and Lily are, and I would never do anything to hurt Lily or those close to her. I feel guilty that you were injured because of a curse I invented."
"I bet this is the closest you've ever come to saying sorry," I grinned.
"Probably," He muttered.
"I'm not a forgiving person, but I will forgive you, for Lily," My face then took a stern look, "But I warn you Snape, once upon a time I might have stood up for you in front of Sirius and James, but I'm afraid it wont happen. You can call this revenge I guess."
I turned away from him, and got on with our potion, neither one of us speaking another word.