Why? Oh why did this have to happen to ME? –part 7
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Remus's POV
It was the day we had arrived, back from Christmas break. We had just arrived at the Castle, James and Sirius were already excited at the prospect of causing mayhem. All throughout the break all James would talk about was how he couldn't wait try out his new broomstick. It was a gift given to him by his parents. The moment he had opened the box and revealed the new broomstick he wasted no time in trying it out.
He had let each of us try it out but the one who enjoyed it the most had been James. The entire event at the Potters had been spectacular. A ton of people had arrived, from all different kinds of family backgrounds. Everyone knows that the Potters are kind people who enjoy making friends, regardless of the person's status. It was also a known fact that they were wealthy people each with their own unique career choice.
I had met the Potters during my first year at Hogwarts when the Marauders and I made quick friends. James had invited all three of us to his home, I was bit worried at first. I wasn't sure if his parents were aware of my condition. It hadn't taken the Marauders long enough to figure it out. I had expected them to detest and hate me instead they offered me friendship.
Every full moon they would help me get through with my transformation. The Marauders became my closest friends as for my parents they knew what I was. After all it had been my father who had offended Fenrir Greyback. My parents tried everything to take the curse back but nothing had or will work. So I have no other choice but to live with this, it is a part of me that make people detest me. I know that it was only pure dumb luck that I became friends with the Marauders, because anyone else would have cast me aside. Even in the magical world being a Werewolf was not something to be proud of. It was only thanks to Dumbledore that I was allowed to attend Hogwarts since no other school would have me.
It was thanks to Dumbledore that I was able to make such great friends. It was also thanks to him that I was able to meet the Potters. The first time I had ever met the Potters became one of my most cherished memories. It was the first time in my life that I felt like I was no different than any other teenage wizard. It is a good feeling to be accepted by complete strangers for no reason at all. After that I ended up spending most of my days at the Potters and so did the other Marauders.
Things pretty much stayed the same for our first year. The Marauders had helped me be more confident. We did all kinds of things. As a group we ended up making the Marauders Map of course it was a working progress seeing how we kept finding new places. I was content, I had friends and I was accepted there was nothing more I could ever ask for. Unfortunately according to Sirius and James there was one more thing I needed…
It had happened almost at the end of first year…
I was sitting outside reading a book that talked about enchanted artifacts when I saw them coming. I didn't know how long I had been there but moments later I could see Padfoot and Prongs heading my way.
"Hey Moony we need to talk." That caught my interest whenever Padfoot said the words "we need to talk," it always meant bad news.
"Oh really and what is it that we need to talk about?" I pretended to continue reading my book as I flipped to the next page I waited for him to continue. I knew that both Prongs and Padfoot where giving me that look again they had been giving me that look the past two weeks. I wanted to cringe at the topic that was about to be brought up. I had heard them talking about it, out loud I might add, to themselves. They were quote on quote whispering, although half the Great Hall could practically hear every word of their private conversation.
"Prongs and I have been talking." I flipped to the next page hoping they would get the hint and just drop the topic. Instead the book was plucked right out of my hands by Prongs. "We think it's time you got yourself a girl mate." I could only sigh in irritation this was not how expected to spend my evening.
"Thanks, but no thanks, I'm perfectly content with the way things are."
"No you're not Moony I mean come on don't you get bored staying in fantasy land. Don't you want to experience the real thing?" I could only stare at Sirius wondering what could possibly be going through that thick head of his.
"What are you talking about? Just give me back my book."
"This is exactly what we mean. Can't you just forget the bloody books for just one second?" I gave a sigh in resignation. I knew that if I didn't let Padfoot finish his little speech there was no way I was going to be left in peace any time soon.
"Okay I'm listening what exactly do you want from me?"
"I think you should be more like Prongs and I." I could only stare at him he couldn't possibly be serious. Padfoot seemed to get my look because he looked at Prongs before looking back at me and changing his statement. "Okay forget Prongs you should just be more like me-."
"Hey what's wrong with me?" Prongs looked confused and put out he didn't get what we were talking about. Padfoot always the blunt one out of the group quickly answered.
"Well let's see how about the fact that you're obsessed with Evans kills the rest of your love life."
"I am not obsessed with Evans." Padfoot waved a hand in the air indicating he was dismissing the topic.
"Whatever you say Prongs, look let's not get off topic. Moony you should do what I do." I raised an eyebrow at Padfoot in disbelief this had to be some kind of a joke. "What? What's wrong with me?" Prongs decided to answer this time.
"*snorts* Yeah right, you aren't any better than me Padfoot. Moony is not like you, who's always with some new girl every week."
"Hey! That's not true."
"*snorts* Oh right my bad every single day."
"Okay now you're just exaggerating."
"Fine every other day," Prongs just rolled his eyes at Padfoot's satisfied grin.
"That sounds about right. Anyways Moony you really need to live a little."I sighed again for what seemed like the hundredth time today.
"Look guys I appreciate what you're trying to do but I'm not like you two. You two are the ones with fan girls and personal stalkers not me." I could see both of them looking at me with complete and utter confusion.
"You're joking right?" I wasn't sure how I was supposed to answer that so I didn't. "Bloody hell Moony this has got to be a joke." I just continued to stare at him I didn't know what he was talking about. "And to think you're supposed to be a bloody genius yet you're completely oblivious." My face stayed neutral as I tried to think about what he meant. When I came out blank I just stayed quiet since I didn't know how to respond to that.
"You mean you haven't noticed?"
"Noticed what?"
"Do you see that group of girls over there?" I turned to see in the direction he was pointing to. Sure enough a group of girls were just standing there looking in our direction. What did that have to do with anything?
"Okay, so what?"
Sirius let out an exasperated breath and began to explain, "those girls have been there since you started reading chapter one."
I wasn't sure where he was going with this so I prompted for him to explain further, "and?"
"Don't you get it?" When I continued to give him the same oblivious look he continued. "They, my friend are your personal fan club. They follow you and continue you to stare at you while you sit here reading this rubbish."
(Author takes her camera and points it in the direction of the group of girls. "Let's zoom in shall we," camera zooms in on the group of girls. The faces' of the girls' becomes clearer, Author moves camera to the left and zooms in one last time.
Click
Right there smack center staring right at the camera are large dark brown eyes. "This is where Emily enters."
"Now let's continue the story, shall we.")
"Come on Padfoot get real those girls aren't my fan girls. They're probably staring over here for the two of you, now if you'll excuse me-."
"Now I want to you to look over there." His finger pointed to a smaller group of girls sitting near the lake sending occasional glances our way.
"Okay what about them?"
"Bloody hell Moony! Don't you get it? Here let Prongs explain it in words that you can understand."
"Look all were saying is that we aren't the only ones with fan clubs and personal stalkers." I was still unsure of what that had to do with me getting a girl. So Padfoot decided to put it as delicately as possible (note Sarcasm).
"Let's just say, I want to know where you are. The only thing I have to do is to follow that big group of girls over there and I can find you. Now if for some reason I wanted to know something specific like let's say the color of your boxers. Which I can assure you won't be happening I don't even want to know how they got that information. Still all I would have to do is walk up to that smaller group near the lake to find out. Now do you understand?"
"They know what?" I think it was the first time I had lost my composure.
"Look that's not what's important."
After that little episode they had done all kinds of things to get me to go with a girl. Sirius gave me what he called friendly advice.
"Look all I'm saying Moony is that you should give some of those poor girls a chance."
"Odd I didn't think you where the romantic type who believed in love, Padfoot."
"Love? Who said anything about love? What I'm saying is that you should pick a girl already. Drag her into the nearest broom closet and snog the crap out of her." All I could do was to give him a look of complete disbelief. I couldn't even find words that can describe what came out of Padfoot's mouth. I had come to the library in order to get some peace and quiet and to finish my essay. When they came in and began to complain about my love life. Deciding that I didn't want to stay any longer while the entire library stared at us I stood up and left.
Prongs and Wormtail ended up giving Padfoot disapproving looks.
"What? Did I say something wrong?"
Everything seemed to have gone downhill from there. The Marauders did everything humanly and magically possible for me to get a girl.
I was making my way out to the grounds when I came across a huge line leading up to our usual spot. They were girls all from different years. By the time I reached the front of the line I could see the Marauders behind a white table passing out flyers.
"Guys, you mind telling me what's going on?"
"Hey Moony your just in time. Do you see all these beautiful girls well one of these girls might be the one of your dreams." I could only give Padfoot a look that told him I was not amused and that this better be some kind of joke.
"What do you mean?"
"Well the Marauders and I decided to give you a push in the right direction. That is why we called all these girls out here so you can pick one out yourself." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. It's not like this was a huge surprise. I had assumed they would do something stupid like this that didn't stop me from hoping they wouldn't. Still that didn't stop a splitting headache from forming.
"Here Moony you can help us pass out the rest." They had handed me a stack of flyers I looked down at the flyer on top, I could feel myself go rigid with shock. There smack at the Top it read…
Are you single?
Love guys with blue eyes whose name is Remus Lupin?
Well we just have one question for you…
Are you Naughty or Nice?
If your answer is Naughty then you're perfect!
So Step Right up and don't be shy!
Anyone can come and try out. So girls bring your wands and win yourselves a man. We are not liable for any damages caused or inflicted by other contestants.
After reading the flyer I composed myself while I tried to think of a way to fix things. Sometimes I wondered if Padfoot ever stop to think about what he was doing, probably not. I had to admit that it was a bit creative and wondered if maybe Padfoot was smarter than he looked. There was no way that an idiot could have come up with something this elaborate. I took a deep breath as I tried to calm myself down.
As I was about to open my mouth to let Padfoot know what I thought he beat me to it.
"Moony no need to thank me. You're my friend after all I know you're just shy. Don't worry we made sure to get the bolder ones although you seemed to attract a lot of quiet ones." I took the stack of Flyers that were in my hand and threw them on the table.
"Do you mind explaining to me what the hell this is?"
That little episode left me violated and annoyed. Padfoot had made the mistake of inviting the older, more experienced witches which wasted no time in using what they learned to their advantage. They had managed to drag me along with the Marauders into a room. As a guy you would think that I wouldn't mind all the attention but not all of them were girls. The point is after that Padfoot made an oath to all of us Marauders to never try something like that ever again.
When we entered second year I was glad that they had stopped trying to find me a girl. I had thought about it over the summer it wasn't that I didn't find some of those girls attractive. On the contrary some of those girls were beautiful but the problem is that most of those girls were after something else. More specifically they wanted Prongs and or Padfoot. I'm also not the type of guy that likes to be used.
On the other hand the other girls who weren't into my friends tended to be a bit boring. They were just not what I was looking for. You could say each of us Marauders had our own preferences. Take for instance Padfoot even though he constantly says he doesn't want to be tied down. We on the other hand know that's a load of bull crap. The reason he can't stay put is because he hasn't been able to find someone who can match him in boldness. Prongs on the other hand is tired of being treated the same by everyone. Therefore Lily's indifference towards him has him wrapped right around her finger.
As for Wormtail and I we just haven't found one that has caught our eye yet.
A few weeks into second year we ended up getting a new member added to the Marauders. I remember that night when Prongs came back to the dorm.
Padfoot, Wormtail, and I were waiting for Prongs in the common room in front of the fire place. We had planned to wait a few more minutes before going off to find him. That was when the portrait of the fat lady swung open to reveal a worn out Prongs.
"Prongs what the hell happened to you?"Padfoot look like he wanted to laugh seeing how Prongs was covered from head to toe with what looked like glitter.
"Don't ask," he lifted up a hand indicating he didn't want to hear a word of it. After a bit of poking and staring Prongs ended up telling us what happened.
He told us everything from the point we had split to the end when he got caught and was given detention. None of us said a word after he finished, Padfoot looked like he wanted to laugh while Wormtail looked confused. There was just one thing I wanted to know.
"Why did you drag Emily into the room with you?" He could have just gone in on his own he didn't have to drag her along with him. Besides what was she even doing there nobody was out that late at night unless they were a Marauder. Apparently I had said something wrong because the Marauders were staring at me. "What?"
"How did you know her name? How are you even sure that was her?" Wait what? All I asked was why he took someone with him how did things change all of a sudden to me being questioned. Does it even matter that I know her name.
"Prongs she's Wormtail's lab partner you should know her name too." Since they kept giving me that same weird look I decided to elaborate. "We met her last week." Their faces stayed the same blank and confused. "Oh for the love of Merlin, you talked to her and introduced her to us." When I saw no further change in their looks I gave up. "Forget it just tell us how you ended up in a fight with the Slytherins?"
That seemed to catch their interest so he began to explain how he had planned to avoid the confrontation. Then for some reason things went from calm to disaster when Emily decided to interfere.
After that the morning following the event came out to be more interesting than his story.
We were sitting at the Gryffindor table when Prongs got up from his seat. At first I dismissed it and assumed he was looking for Lily until Padfoot spoke.
"So that must be Emily." I turned to see Prongs guiding a bewildered girl in our direction. By the time she reached our table she looked nervous and frightened. I felt bad for the poor girl but I was curious to see if what Prongs had said about her was true.
"I didn't do it." Those were the first words that came out of her mouth. I wanted to laugh none of us had expected her to say that.
"Look be quiet and sit still we brought you here because we want you to answer a few questions."Prongs, has never been much of a patient person. Emily on the other hand did not seem to appreciate Prongs's choice of words.
"If this is about yesterday…I can explain I accidentally lost track of time and was at the wrong place at the wrong time. I was just an innocent by standard please don't hurt me." I really wanted to laugh one moment she looked mad and the next she acted like a scared two year old.
"Hey that's not what we-." I could see Padfoot begin to panic. I could see Emily's face contort from uncontrolled horror and panic to anger.
"Now you look hear you touch one fluff of Mr. Waffles head. I will personally make sure that you won't be able to prank anyone else again or so help me I'm going to ri-."I felt my eyebrows rise in both shock and amusement.
"Wait calm down Emily who in the blazes is Mr. Waffles, you got us all wrong we really just wanted to ask you for a favor." It was amusing to see Padfoot losing his composure over something a girl said. This scene was just too amusing. After hearing Padfoot's explanation she seemed to calm down a bit. She looked to be deep in thought I was curious to see what she would do or say next.
"How do you know my name?"
"Oh um I believe that's thanks to Moony here." Her eyes moved so fast I was a bit shocked when my eyes locked on hers. A small blush had spread across her cheeks. I wasn't sure what caused it but this was definitely entertaining. "He knows everyone's name, but um back to business we are curious to know what spell you used on Malfoy over there."
Padfoot had continued to explain to her the reason why she had been brought here. It was rather entertaining to see her become engrossed on a stack of pancakes. For only moments later to be brought to tears when those pancakes were taken away from her. I had seen her try to cower under the table, angry and confused. I didn't realize that she would end up surprising me in more ways than one.
PREVIEW – of chapter 8
Remus's continued POV
"So Moony, I was just wondering if you can answer something for me." Something told me to be wary. It wasn't normal for Prongs to come look for me only for me to answer a simple question. Of course that can only mean that this wasn't a simple question and figured it had something to do with Lily. Therefore against my better judgment I motioned for him to continue.
"What do you think about Emily?" Something told me that it wasn't just a simple question. Still it sounded innocent enough so I answered honestly.
I was so engrossed in my thoughts I had forgotten why I was here to begin with. That was when the door of the room requirement was thrown open and in barged Emily. She looked out of breath and a little disheveled. I didn't ask why she was late after all this wasn't the first time.
"*huff* I'm sorry *huff* I'm late."
"It's okay why don't you just sit down and catch your breath."
She went on to tell me what had kept her from being here on time. Her story was entertaining to say the least until she began to talk about her run in with Prongs and Padfoot. She had been spending a lot of time with them and for some reason it didn't seem to sit well with me. It irked me to see them getting along so well.
Lately my nights and days were being consumed by images of her. At first I ignored it and figured the reason behind all these sleepless nights had to do with something I ate. Then I figured it was because she had become one of us the Marauders but when the images continued. That was when I realized that it might be something more.
Over the break I was able to let go of some of the built up stress. It seemed that all I needed was a little break away from her but when we got back. The images began to come more frequently it was becoming rather distracting. I was not used to having so little control of myself it reminded me of those nights when the full moon came. No one had noticed but I was beginning to think that I would end up slipping sooner or later…
I'm not sure why but I had the sudden urge to take Padfoot's advice and snog her right here and now. The look she gave me made realize that I slowly losing control of myself. The side of me that wanted to feel her lips against mine was taking control. It was the part of me that wanted to make her mine and only mine.
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