Everlasting Sacrifice
Chapter 8
Disclaimer: I hope
you’re smart enough to know I don’t own HP by now!
A/N:
not bad, not good… it just is nice… Enjoy!
I think I’ll do it in two parts, one for the beginning, and then one for
the Quidditch cup thing at the end of the summer…
Everlasting Sacrifice
Chapter 8: Summer
with a Werewolf (1)
~Crystal~
“Well, this is my
house,” Remus said, looking back at me as I carried my bags along the dirt
path. His face seemed kind, a little
tired and in a lot of ways relief shone in the deep tired lines on his face.
“It’s out of the
way,” I said, “Is that for other people’s safety?”
“Mine as well,”
he replied and swung the door open, “I’m afraid it’s a bit of a fix-me-up
thing.”
“I can help!” I
said. “I would love to be of help. It’s
better than sitting around doing nothing.”
“I don’t think it
should get much better than this.
Anyways, the water runs fine, there’s plumbing and it doesn’t leak.
with that,” he said and helped me drag my trunk.
me stay with Remus over the summer. He
joked and said that it would get me out of his hair and so he could plan next
year without many interruptions. I knew
he enjoyed them though; he sort of had caused a number of them the previous
year.
“I wish I
remembered more,” I said softly as we began up some stairs.
“You remember
what you remember. It’ll come back some
day. I don’t mind,” Remus said, “I mean,
you still act like your old self.” I
smiled up at him, and noticed he was grinning broadly.
“Why are you
smiling?” I asked him a little peevishly.
“Why?
know I can’t hurt you,” he said, “C’mon, let me help you to your room.
too. It was the night you had realized
Severus was a death eater, and you didn’t know what to do.”
was down the hall from his.
“This place seems
so familiar,” I said, and sat down on the bed as Remus set my luggage to the
side.
“It should,” he
said and then hugged me, “It’s so very good to have you back in the world of
the living. Everyday I’d pray that
somehow you could come back, you’ve done it before, but the years began to
pass, Severus lost hope, I did, just a little and I think even Dumbledore lost
faith at one point. Severus has been
trying to move on for the past 14 years, it’s going to be about that next
school year… but he still cries… don’t ask me how I know, it’s just a simple
feeling… I mean, I was the one who figured…”
“Everything out,”
I said, and then felt proud of myself, I said the right thing because he
smiled.
*FLASH*
said, holding me in her arms.
down. Then we can decide what to do
next,” she said as I was sobbing into her shoulder.
tightly.
*FLASH*
I was used to
them by now, I think. They were still
annoying, however; I dealt with them.
“
with the best of them,” Remus said, interrupting my thoughts. “Of course, if
your not, I can just leave you to your thoughts.
“Oh, uh, sure,
that sounds wonderful!” I said and smiled, “I am a little hungry.
and that kind of thing.”
“I normally don’t
cook much, but… well, you saw me when I came to Hogwarts, it took a couple of
those meals to get me looking well,” he said, “But… you are a guest and I need
to be a good host.”
“That’s
okay. I can cook a little too.
else I will start feeding you more,” I warned.
I wondered why this conversation was even taking place.
“I find it hard
to find a job, so having money is troublesome sometimes.
be quite all right for some time,” Remus explained.
was it like to be a teacher?
“Um… Remus, can I
ask you a question?” I inquired and Remus plopped down on the bed next to me.
restrained himself, although I don’t know if it was for his sake or for mine.
“What is it?” he
asked gently, putting a hand on my shoulder.
It was warm, and comforting in a way, something I think I’ve felt
before.
“What’s it like
to be a teacher?” I asked, “To get up in front of a lot of people and give
lectures and demonstrations all the time?”
“Aside from the
teasing of many and dealing with the other teachers, rules and regulations?”
Remus asked, raising an eyebrow, “It’s the best thing in the world.
and actually seem to make a difference in the world.
it was your dream to be a teacher…” Was
that really my old dream?
“Do you know when
I’ll get my memory back?” I asked, changing the subject.
“Nope, can’t say
I do,” he said, “But I do know right now, until you get your memory back, if at
all, you should live your life the way you want to live it.
and that sort of thing, but until you get your memories back, you should just
do what you want to do, be whoever the hell you want to be.”
“So… I don’t have
to be who I once was until I remember?” I asked.
“Yep, that’s
basically it. Anyways, I better get on
with dinner,” he said, “If you want, I have your phoenix familiar staying with
me right now. We, well between
Dumbledore, Me and Severus, we rotate taking care of your phoenix, and this
summer, it’s my turn, so if you want, you could meet her later…”
“That sounds
fine,” I said. I had read about
phoenixes in a book, and they seemed neat.
I kinda had another feeling I was connected to phoenixes too…
*3 Weeks later*
“Hey, there’s a
letter from Sirius here!” Remus called up, “Not to mention lunch!”
“Be right down!”
I called and put on a shirt and some pants.
I had gotten wet earlier, so I had had to change.
ever experienced I think. Aside from one
full moon, which wasn’t too bad, Remus and I basically just played fetch…
because he couldn’t hurt me and all, we had a wonderful time.
and also about my phoenix, or more so, my familiar that I didn’t exactly recall
about yet, Harmony. She was a sweetie
through and through!
“Do you want to
come down?” I asked her as I opened the door.
She had decided to stay in my room, so we moved her perch up here.
it. I winced slightly at her talons piercing
my skin, but really, it didn’t hurt so much anymore as it did the first few
days. Remus said that was because I was
adjusting to her again. (And then he
warned me to watch out when I got back my dragon familiar… he said those claws
would take a little more time to readjust to that phoenix talons)
“Are you coming
or not?” Remus shouted. I headed down
the stairs, balancing Harmony delicately upon my arm.
bacon. Harmony spread her wings a bit
and flew onto her perch by the table. I
rubbed my arm a bit and sat down.
“What’s for
lunch?” I asked.
“I made some
muggle foods. I think the sandwich is
called a B.L.T., although I don’t know what those letters stand for and there’s
potato salad,” he said, looking back at me with a grin.
“You’re quite the
cook,” I said admiringly. “I don’t think I could have done half a good a job as
you did.”
“Well, I’ve been
able to practice on someone other than myself,” he said, “And you’re not dying,
so I’m not doing a half bad job!” I
laughed at that. I laughed more often now,
more than before. Laughing was fun, it
really was! I only had one
question. I read in one of Remus’s books
that it takes more muscles to frown than to smile, so why did smiling start to
hurt after a while and frowning didn’t?
“Well, I’m
hungry!” I said and he placed a sandwich on the table in front of me and put
the potato salad on the table as well. I
took a bite.
“So?” he asked,
“How is it?”
“Love it!” I
cried and smiled. He grinned back, and
went back to make his own sandwich.
tossing a piece of bacon offhandedly to Harmony, who caught it in midair and
gulped it down, “Sirius sent us tickets to the Quidditch World Cup!
couldn’t use them, he had to have an animal pick them up for him, he sent them
to me and told me I could use them or give them away.
got some of the best seats in the house and Harry is coming along, so I thought
I might as well go, and take you along so I don’t hurt anyone.”
“Is that the only
reason?” I asked, “So you don’t hurt anyone?”
“Actually,
Britain is hosting the cup and we haven’t had Britain host the cup for over 30
years and I really love watching Quidditch more than playing, I mean, I used to
watch Sirius, you and James play all the time and I really want to go since it
isn’t to far away and it would be fun and I normally can’t go anywhere because
I’m a werewolf, especially during the time of the full moon and that’s about
when the cup will be held and so with you around I won’t be a danger, I won’t
even change and we can go see it and…”
“Remus, slow
down, I’d love to go. It sounds like
fun,” I said.
“Well, we’d need
to leave within the week, you see, it’s hard to get such a large group of
people in one place so we’d be camping out there for a while,” he said.
“It sounds like
fun!” I said, “Really, it does!”
“Really, I mean,
you’d really go? I mean, it’s just two
old friends hanging out, sort of, because you don’t remember and stuff, but if
other people see us, they might think otherwise…”
“IT’S FINE!” I
yelled, “Its okay. I heard about the
Quidditch World cup in a conversation between Harry and Ron once, and it sounds
like fun.” Remus smiled so broadly I
found myself laughing once more.
“What?” he asked,
“What’s so funny?”
“You are such a
dolt!” I exclaimed as I laughed at him.
“Katy was like
that too,” he murmured, but he still smiled from ear to ear anyways.
of these woods for a change anyways.
TBC (In part 2)
A/N: Well, I hope the wait was worth it for this short
chapter. The next one will be a little
longer, I hope.
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