Crescent Overture
By: ChaosDragon013
Genre: Angst/Romance
Paring: Harry/Remus
Summary: It is time for the wolves' first year at a human magic school. Will they survive? Will the school survive? Sequel to Apogee Prelude.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I just use them for my own sick pleasure ^_^
Warnings: Yaoiy goodness, AU, Dark Harry
Part: 5/?
AN: This update is dedicated solely to matie1995. Thank you so much for reviewing this (I would have emailed you my thanks earlier but you left no email). If it weren't for you, my sole reviewer, I would not have updated. When I didn't get a single review in five months I was more than content to let this die. Anyone who likes this story (ie all the people who favor it and post no feedback), you should be thanking this person. Without them, there would be no more CO
Remus had taken the note much better than Zeer. In fact, he had dragged Zeer to Herbology, though he had to physically restrain him from running off into the forest. Arnou had been very close to Zeer, sort of like another father. Arnou and Fenrir had always been there for Zeer, and Zeer would often be found around one of the two, along with Remus, talking about something. Arnou had trained them in writing and reading, while Fenrir had trained their bodies.
Arnou taken. Remus shook his head, so it was coming to this? Being three years older, he knew a bit more about humans and what they did to wolf demons. He could remember some things from the first war of the light and dark, how the light wizards had tried to slaughter the clan . . . and now his father was taken.
Herbology was spent whispering to each other, and trying to keep Draco from hearing them. "Zeer, Arnou will be fine. I doubt that the hunter made it out, and even if he did, we can do nothing. He will be fine."
Zeer nodded, even though he didn't truly believe it. But the guardians would never allow this to go to far. He had to trust them. If he continued to think about what might have happened he would slowly go mad. And Remus was right, he could do nothing.
When they left for charms, Draco pulled Zeer aside. "Look, if something is bothering you, you can talk to me, okay? You've been acting on edge since last night, and, well . . . " Draco trailed off, seemingly embarrassed. "Well, we are friends?" It was more of a question than a statement, and Zeer nodded.
"Yes, we are, but there are things that I can't, I mean—"
Draco put his hand to Zeer's mouth. "It's okay, there are things I don't want anyone to know about me, but if you need to talk, I'm here."
"Are you two done having a moment?" It was Remus, looking very amused. "And I though Huffelpuff was the sentimental house. If we don't hurry, we'll be late to classes!" Remus turned and ran to the class, followed by Draco and Zeer. Zeer, excited at Draco's confession of friendship, ran faster, outdistancing Remus in no time.
"BLOODY HELL! Tell me Remus, is there anything Harry, Zeer, the bloody-boy-who-lived is not good at?" Remus shrugged. "He answered all questions in herbology correct, without even paying attention, can run like a fuckin' cheetah, and has mood swings like a pregnant woman!"
"Well, that's Zeer. No one quite like him. But we should probably hurry to charms." The two raced off and just managed to get to class on time. They sat next to Harry, who was sitting next to a brown haired Ravenclaw. She was reviewing the text book, and muttering about inconsistencies in the book. Zeer threw them a smile and Remus shook his head.
Flitwick, who was a short little midget, and looked ancient, fell off his pile of books when he called "Harry Potter." Remus and Zeer sniggered, and Draco smirked. The rest of the class was just going over the theory of charms, which Zeer and Remus found boring, because: 1. Remus had absorbed everything cover to cover 2. Fenrir had reviewed theory 3. it really was boring
As they headed to lunch, Zeer heard a familiar bird cry, and saw Azrael soaring towards him, carrying something in his talons.
TBC