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From Nightmare to Dream Come True
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
1,936
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Obedient Puppy
Sirius was sitting on his bed, a sobbing Amy in his arms. He didn\'t try to talk, too angry and tense to say anything right now. Remus followed him up, closing the dorm door behind him. He looked between the two, a sympathetic look to his eyes.
\'I want him dead.\' Sirius mouthed to his friends, pulling Amy a bit closer to him.
/He thinks I can’t feel how tense he is… I can…/
James sighed, sitting down on the edge of his own bed, having expected that.
Remus crossed the room to his own, setting his bag down on his bed, taking a seat on his trunk. He predicted this when Amy simply said he\'d cheated on her, but now...
\"Aright, Amy, I want you to tell me what exactly happened...\" James said softly. \"How long has he been doing this sort of thing?\" Amy shook her head a bit, not entirely certain as to how to respond to that.
/Well, do you really want me to tell you, James? Do you really want to know just how easily you all accepted my cheerfulness, believed I was fine, that I was even happy?/
\"Which part...?\" She asked softly.
\"When did things turn bad?\" He countered.
\"He... He\'s been cheating on me since... May... But I only found out a few weeks ago... He\'d been pressuring me to sleep with him right from the first week, and getting angry whenever I\'d refuse...\" Amy whispered. Remus looked up, his brows raised slightly, just listening. He obviously knew some of this already.
\"When did the abuse start?\" Sirius demanded.
/Sirius, please... Don’t yell... I can’t handle it.../
\"After the first week…\" She admitted quietly, curling up into Sirius more, terrified he\'d yell at her for being too weak to say something, to do something about it. Sirius tensed, forcing himself to stay with Amy, when he wanted to go find Chris and finish beating him to death. James cringed, shaking his head. Remus licked his lips, his hand coming up and through his hair.
/Say something... Please, someone say something.../
\"It wont be the answer mate. Just stay here with her. She needs you.\" He said, taking Sirius quite seriously about wanting to kill him.
\"Moony\'s right, mate...\" James added, keeping his eyes on Sirius. Sirius closed his eyes, forcing himself to stay calm. Instead of responding, he pulled Amy closer, kissing the top of her head. Remus pulled out his wand, conjuring a cold cloth. Moving to Sirius\' bed he got down on his knee\'s, cleaning up her lip again, the blood having dried.
/I can’t believe how low I’ve been reduced... I’m sitting here, sobbing, with my brother’s best friend cleaning me up after a fight./
\"Here... press this to your cheek, stop it from bruising farther.\" He told her gently. She offered him an extremely weak smile, taking the cloth from him without a word, holding it to her cheek obediently. Sirius looked between Amy and Remus, almost impressed that Remus had gotten her to obey.
/Don’t give me that look, Sirius. I’ve caused enough problems already, I don’t need to fight with anyone else./
Remus pushed off from the floor, sitting back down on his trunk, leaning on one of the posts. This certainly was an interesting situation. Sirius sighed, kissing the top of her head again.
\"Hey Ames, what do you say to me and Pad heading into Hogsmeade, getting chocolate, butterbeer, and sugarquills, bringing them back here, then the four of us just staying up here for the next day or two? C\'mon, I promise to be an obedient puppy, do your every command...\" James pleaded. Amy laughed faintly, but didn\'t respond.
/Obedient puppy? Too bad I can’t get a real dog... They’re so much easier to talk to than humans. Hell, even Padfoot’s easier to talk to than Sirius. Not that that’s saying much, of course./
\"Yeah, come on, chocolate cheers everyone up. You know you want to say yes...\" James was relentless. Finally, Amy nodded slowly. \"Alright, good, Moony, keep an eye on her.\"
/Is this good or bad? Alone with Remus, up in the guy’s dorm? Could be good... But not this time. Definitely bad./
As reluctant as Sirius seemed, he let go of Amy, standing. Amy sat up, wiping some of her tears away, running a hand through her hair. Remus checked his pockets, tossing the Marauders Map to James.
\"Here, mate.\" Remus glanced over at Amy and then up to Sirius. \"She\'ll be alright, I\'ll stand guard.\" Sirius nodded a bit, taking a deep breath.
\"Yeah, I\'m hoping the tunnel\'ll cool you off, Pad...\" James muttered, shaking his head, before the two guys started down the stairs. Amy bit down on her lip, silent. Remus sighed, standing up, moving to Sirius\' bed. Sitting down he reached up to take the cloth.
\"Let me see?\" He asked. She nodded, letting him pull the cloth away from her cheek. Apparently he\'d hit her more than once, as there was the start of a black eye forming. People hadn\'t started crowding around until after the real abuse had ended, and all they saw was the slap that drew blood. Remus sighed, his eyes moving around her face before settling in her own.
/What’re you thinking...? I know I was foolish, I know I deserved it... But please, just say something.../
\"I\'m sorry...\" He said, grabbing his wand, conjuring a new cold cloth. She shook her head a bit, offering him another weak smile.
\"It\'s not your fault... And like I said, it\'s nothing new...\" Her voice was still soft, weak. Folding the cloth into a square he moved closer to her, a hand moving to the back of her head, the other holding the cloth still.
\"This might sting.\" He said, pressing it gently to her eye. \"And no, it\'s nothing new, but if I\'d known... I wouldn’t have told you to break up with him. Rather, I\'d have said to have your brother or James with you...\" She flinched in pain at the cloth over her eye, though she didn\'t try to pull away. Part of her was cursing James for leaving her alone with Remus, but the vast majority was thankful for it.
\"I sent James for help...\" She was trying to convince herself she’d done the right thing at some point, albeit a very weak attempt at convincing herself. He tilted his head slightly.
\"Yes, I just realized he came running out onto the grounds. Still... it shoudnt have happened to you.\" He said, suddenly realizing he was the one holding the cloth, wondering if she was going to take it from him. She was too distracted by the pain, both physical and emotional, to think of taking the cloth from him. She smiled weakly, bitterly.
\"But it did...\" He shook his head at her words.
\"Promise me... you\'ll never let anyone hit you like that again? Tell someone... I refuse to just let you get battered around like this.\" His voice was soft, though strangely determined. She shook her head with a soft sigh.
/I can’t make empty promises, especially not to you.../
\"No one would have believed me... Chris is smart, funny, popular, a Quidditch star... He\'s not the type to get abusive...\"
\"I would have.\" He said, his eyes studying hers.
/I wish I could believe that, I really do.../
\"I was too scared...\" She admitted quietly, biting her lip. \"I couldn\'t admit that something like this could happen to me... I kept telling myself he loved me, that he never meant to hurt me...\" Remus shook his head, pulling down the cold cloth, turning it over to press the cooler side to her eye.
\"You deserve so much better, Ames... so much better.\"
/I deserve to die, to have Chris have followed through on his threats.../
\"I\'m never going through that again...\"
\"I\'m very glad to hear it.\" He said wsomesomething of a sad smile. She shook her head a bit.
/You don’t understand, Rem.../
\"None of it... The abuse, the cheating... Not even dating...\" She seemed dead serious about this too. \"None of it... Ever...\" Her voice was soft, and fresh tears were threatening to flow. He shook his head as well, his hand coming down.
\"Dont shut yourself off from the world because of him. You deserve to be happy... you deserve what he couldnt give you.\"
\"I can\'t risk it again... He seemed so... perfect... And then things just started going so wrong...\" As badly as she wanted to keep from crying any more, she couldn’t help it. Remus sighed, cooling the cloth down, placing it on her cheek.
\"You cant let this one experience ruin your life, Amy. People make mistakes, I\'m not saying you brought this on yourself, but now you know what to look for...\" His voice remained soft and gentle. She forced another weak smile, making an attempt at cheerfulness.
/I know what I want, but he’s not interested in me, so I may as well give up anyways.../
\"Well, at least there\'s one good thing out of this... I think I got every guy at this school to not want to come within 100 feet of me...\" Even that was more bitter than she had hoped for. Remus raised a brow.
\"Oh? And just how do you believe you accomplished this?\"
\"What guy wants to spend time with a girl who\'s been abused? She\'d be suspicious, jealous, clingy, terrified of losing the people she cares about... Too much hassle for any guy to get near her...\" The bitterness only continued in her voice. Remus licked his lips, pulling the cloth down again. He opened his mouth to say something, but changed it at the last second.
\"Someone will... I promise you that...\" He said. She shook her head with a soft sigh, hugging her knees.
\"I doubt it...\" Amy whispered, her voice barely audible. Remus sighed, his hand going up to her shoulder.
\"Dont doubt what you dont know.\"
\"Some people just aren\'t meant to find love... Maybe I\'m just one of them...\" For what she\'d been through, Amy was doing almost well with the depression and self pity.
\"You\'d be surprised at what you could find right in front of you.\" He said, his hand coming down, placing the cold cloth against her hand for her to take. She took the cloth from him, remaining silent as she watched him, trying to decide how to take that statement.
/You want to know what I see right in front of me? Someone I trust, someone I care about, someone who may actually be able to help me... But I also see my brother’s best friend who deserves better than I could offer him, and therefore will never look at me as anything but his best friend’s little sister./
Remus stood, moving over onto his own bed, laying down. He was silently wishing James and Sirius would return, so he\'d stop making an ass out of himself.
\'I want him dead.\' Sirius mouthed to his friends, pulling Amy a bit closer to him.
/He thinks I can’t feel how tense he is… I can…/
James sighed, sitting down on the edge of his own bed, having expected that.
Remus crossed the room to his own, setting his bag down on his bed, taking a seat on his trunk. He predicted this when Amy simply said he\'d cheated on her, but now...
\"Aright, Amy, I want you to tell me what exactly happened...\" James said softly. \"How long has he been doing this sort of thing?\" Amy shook her head a bit, not entirely certain as to how to respond to that.
/Well, do you really want me to tell you, James? Do you really want to know just how easily you all accepted my cheerfulness, believed I was fine, that I was even happy?/
\"Which part...?\" She asked softly.
\"When did things turn bad?\" He countered.
\"He... He\'s been cheating on me since... May... But I only found out a few weeks ago... He\'d been pressuring me to sleep with him right from the first week, and getting angry whenever I\'d refuse...\" Amy whispered. Remus looked up, his brows raised slightly, just listening. He obviously knew some of this already.
\"When did the abuse start?\" Sirius demanded.
/Sirius, please... Don’t yell... I can’t handle it.../
\"After the first week…\" She admitted quietly, curling up into Sirius more, terrified he\'d yell at her for being too weak to say something, to do something about it. Sirius tensed, forcing himself to stay with Amy, when he wanted to go find Chris and finish beating him to death. James cringed, shaking his head. Remus licked his lips, his hand coming up and through his hair.
/Say something... Please, someone say something.../
\"It wont be the answer mate. Just stay here with her. She needs you.\" He said, taking Sirius quite seriously about wanting to kill him.
\"Moony\'s right, mate...\" James added, keeping his eyes on Sirius. Sirius closed his eyes, forcing himself to stay calm. Instead of responding, he pulled Amy closer, kissing the top of her head. Remus pulled out his wand, conjuring a cold cloth. Moving to Sirius\' bed he got down on his knee\'s, cleaning up her lip again, the blood having dried.
/I can’t believe how low I’ve been reduced... I’m sitting here, sobbing, with my brother’s best friend cleaning me up after a fight./
\"Here... press this to your cheek, stop it from bruising farther.\" He told her gently. She offered him an extremely weak smile, taking the cloth from him without a word, holding it to her cheek obediently. Sirius looked between Amy and Remus, almost impressed that Remus had gotten her to obey.
/Don’t give me that look, Sirius. I’ve caused enough problems already, I don’t need to fight with anyone else./
Remus pushed off from the floor, sitting back down on his trunk, leaning on one of the posts. This certainly was an interesting situation. Sirius sighed, kissing the top of her head again.
\"Hey Ames, what do you say to me and Pad heading into Hogsmeade, getting chocolate, butterbeer, and sugarquills, bringing them back here, then the four of us just staying up here for the next day or two? C\'mon, I promise to be an obedient puppy, do your every command...\" James pleaded. Amy laughed faintly, but didn\'t respond.
/Obedient puppy? Too bad I can’t get a real dog... They’re so much easier to talk to than humans. Hell, even Padfoot’s easier to talk to than Sirius. Not that that’s saying much, of course./
\"Yeah, come on, chocolate cheers everyone up. You know you want to say yes...\" James was relentless. Finally, Amy nodded slowly. \"Alright, good, Moony, keep an eye on her.\"
/Is this good or bad? Alone with Remus, up in the guy’s dorm? Could be good... But not this time. Definitely bad./
As reluctant as Sirius seemed, he let go of Amy, standing. Amy sat up, wiping some of her tears away, running a hand through her hair. Remus checked his pockets, tossing the Marauders Map to James.
\"Here, mate.\" Remus glanced over at Amy and then up to Sirius. \"She\'ll be alright, I\'ll stand guard.\" Sirius nodded a bit, taking a deep breath.
\"Yeah, I\'m hoping the tunnel\'ll cool you off, Pad...\" James muttered, shaking his head, before the two guys started down the stairs. Amy bit down on her lip, silent. Remus sighed, standing up, moving to Sirius\' bed. Sitting down he reached up to take the cloth.
\"Let me see?\" He asked. She nodded, letting him pull the cloth away from her cheek. Apparently he\'d hit her more than once, as there was the start of a black eye forming. People hadn\'t started crowding around until after the real abuse had ended, and all they saw was the slap that drew blood. Remus sighed, his eyes moving around her face before settling in her own.
/What’re you thinking...? I know I was foolish, I know I deserved it... But please, just say something.../
\"I\'m sorry...\" He said, grabbing his wand, conjuring a new cold cloth. She shook her head a bit, offering him another weak smile.
\"It\'s not your fault... And like I said, it\'s nothing new...\" Her voice was still soft, weak. Folding the cloth into a square he moved closer to her, a hand moving to the back of her head, the other holding the cloth still.
\"This might sting.\" He said, pressing it gently to her eye. \"And no, it\'s nothing new, but if I\'d known... I wouldn’t have told you to break up with him. Rather, I\'d have said to have your brother or James with you...\" She flinched in pain at the cloth over her eye, though she didn\'t try to pull away. Part of her was cursing James for leaving her alone with Remus, but the vast majority was thankful for it.
\"I sent James for help...\" She was trying to convince herself she’d done the right thing at some point, albeit a very weak attempt at convincing herself. He tilted his head slightly.
\"Yes, I just realized he came running out onto the grounds. Still... it shoudnt have happened to you.\" He said, suddenly realizing he was the one holding the cloth, wondering if she was going to take it from him. She was too distracted by the pain, both physical and emotional, to think of taking the cloth from him. She smiled weakly, bitterly.
\"But it did...\" He shook his head at her words.
\"Promise me... you\'ll never let anyone hit you like that again? Tell someone... I refuse to just let you get battered around like this.\" His voice was soft, though strangely determined. She shook her head with a soft sigh.
/I can’t make empty promises, especially not to you.../
\"No one would have believed me... Chris is smart, funny, popular, a Quidditch star... He\'s not the type to get abusive...\"
\"I would have.\" He said, his eyes studying hers.
/I wish I could believe that, I really do.../
\"I was too scared...\" She admitted quietly, biting her lip. \"I couldn\'t admit that something like this could happen to me... I kept telling myself he loved me, that he never meant to hurt me...\" Remus shook his head, pulling down the cold cloth, turning it over to press the cooler side to her eye.
\"You deserve so much better, Ames... so much better.\"
/I deserve to die, to have Chris have followed through on his threats.../
\"I\'m never going through that again...\"
\"I\'m very glad to hear it.\" He said wsomesomething of a sad smile. She shook her head a bit.
/You don’t understand, Rem.../
\"None of it... The abuse, the cheating... Not even dating...\" She seemed dead serious about this too. \"None of it... Ever...\" Her voice was soft, and fresh tears were threatening to flow. He shook his head as well, his hand coming down.
\"Dont shut yourself off from the world because of him. You deserve to be happy... you deserve what he couldnt give you.\"
\"I can\'t risk it again... He seemed so... perfect... And then things just started going so wrong...\" As badly as she wanted to keep from crying any more, she couldn’t help it. Remus sighed, cooling the cloth down, placing it on her cheek.
\"You cant let this one experience ruin your life, Amy. People make mistakes, I\'m not saying you brought this on yourself, but now you know what to look for...\" His voice remained soft and gentle. She forced another weak smile, making an attempt at cheerfulness.
/I know what I want, but he’s not interested in me, so I may as well give up anyways.../
\"Well, at least there\'s one good thing out of this... I think I got every guy at this school to not want to come within 100 feet of me...\" Even that was more bitter than she had hoped for. Remus raised a brow.
\"Oh? And just how do you believe you accomplished this?\"
\"What guy wants to spend time with a girl who\'s been abused? She\'d be suspicious, jealous, clingy, terrified of losing the people she cares about... Too much hassle for any guy to get near her...\" The bitterness only continued in her voice. Remus licked his lips, pulling the cloth down again. He opened his mouth to say something, but changed it at the last second.
\"Someone will... I promise you that...\" He said. She shook her head with a soft sigh, hugging her knees.
\"I doubt it...\" Amy whispered, her voice barely audible. Remus sighed, his hand going up to her shoulder.
\"Dont doubt what you dont know.\"
\"Some people just aren\'t meant to find love... Maybe I\'m just one of them...\" For what she\'d been through, Amy was doing almost well with the depression and self pity.
\"You\'d be surprised at what you could find right in front of you.\" He said, his hand coming down, placing the cold cloth against her hand for her to take. She took the cloth from him, remaining silent as she watched him, trying to decide how to take that statement.
/You want to know what I see right in front of me? Someone I trust, someone I care about, someone who may actually be able to help me... But I also see my brother’s best friend who deserves better than I could offer him, and therefore will never look at me as anything but his best friend’s little sister./
Remus stood, moving over onto his own bed, laying down. He was silently wishing James and Sirius would return, so he\'d stop making an ass out of himself.