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Post by Eclipse on Jan 23, 2005 21:13:58 GMT -5
~Author’s Note: Well hullo there! This is my first attempt at a story of this nature but I’ve always wanted to try so here you have it. I don’t know how far I’ll take this story, or even if I’ll finish it for that matter (doubtful that I won’t but still…) so I’ll keep a high age rating as a precaution. I also intend to switch point of views frequently as you will soon see. Now, for those of you reading this that didn’t bother reading the summary this is a Buffy (although that will come in the next chapter) and Harry Potter crossover and a SIRIUS/REMUS PAIRING! If homosexuality (and no, I’m not saying Remus and Sirius are gay but if you’re not comfortable with the concept of being gay then you won’t like this story most likely) or angst or anything like this makes you uncomfortable please do not read this story. All that will come out of it is negative reviews, you feeling greatly scandalized, and me getting very annoyed. I do not wish to be flamed, especially about a main concept of the story! If you wish to give me constructive criticism that is welcome and hoped for but please no blatant angry reviews without any real meaning. For this story ~words~ means someone thinking and a line ~*~*`* either is the separation of different parts of the chapter or separating different character views. So without further ado, or gibber I give you………. The Dark Side of the Moon: Chapter One: A Horror that Surpasses Any Nightmare. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Sirius knelt by the figure sprawled on the cold tiled floor. The figure, a man, moaned and turned over. He got on all fours and began to violently empty his stomach. “It was a hard transformation wasn’t it? Oh my poor Remus.” Sirius began rubbing the werewolf’s hunched shoulders. “You’ll be fine soon. We’ll get you something to eat and let you have a rest.” He spoke soothingly, but to an onlooker, his eyes were clearly worried. Of late, the turning from man to wolf had been very difficult on Remus. Very painful, and the aftermath more long lasting. The fore-mentioned stopped vomiting and tuned his head to face Sirius. “You actually are under the delusion I could eat anything?” “You must. You’re weak. Come, what should I have Molly fix for you?” Sirius grabbed Remus’ arm; out it over his shoulder and began painstakingly, slowly, to haul him to his feet. As the former Defense Against the Dark Arts professor swayed it became evident he would need help back to his bed. Sirius reached out to steady Remus as he almost fell. Step by step, inch by inch, they made their way to the lodgings Sirius had given to the unfortunate werewolf. After Sirius had made sure Remus was comfortable he went to the kitchen in hopes of finding Mrs. Weasley. “Can I help you with something?” Sirius winced at the hard tomes. He had forgotten her anger at Mundungus over the dementor incident and her blaming of him. “I just went and unlocked Remus. He’s not feeling well but needs food. I was wondering if you could fix him something.” “Not feeling well? Has he fallen ill or does he just need to eat?” At the mention of a sick Remus Molly’s tones immediately became worried and motherly. Yet Sirius still had to lie to her. Sirius had decided (more like been ordered by Remus) not to tell anyone about the odd way the full moon had been affecting him the last few transformations. There was no need to add more worry to an already nerve-taught household. Besides, the attention and efforts of the Order needed to be focused on Harry. Needless to say, Sirius hadn’t been able to put together a counter argument. “I’m not sure. He might have caught something.” “Well, I’ll go tend to him right away.” As she bustled off to go look at Remus, Sirius sighed inwardly. He could only hope she didn’t find anything too peculiar. He was loathe to admit it but what really shamed him was that he almost hoped the mother of seven would figure out what was wrong and end the continual suffering. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Half an hour or so later, after Mrs. Weasley had come and gone from Remus’ room Sirius decided he should go check on him. Remus would most likely be mad that Sirius had sent Molly to look at him though. As Sirius entered the room it was clear she had found nothing particularly out of the ordinary, the relief was as clear on Remus’ face as if painted on. “Well, feeling better?” Sirius walked over and sat on the edge of Remus’ bed. “Yes, Molly gave me some such antibiotics for the flu, and a meal. Which, by the way,” and here he pinned narrowed brown eyes on Sirius. “I expressly said I did not want.” “I’m sorry but you DID need the nourishment, whether you actually wanted it or not was of little consequence.” “What if she had found something wrong? That is, something besides the “flu”. Then what would I have done?” “Would it really have been so bad if she did manage to figure out what ails you?! Would it have been so bad if things went back to normal?” “Oh Sirius, my dear Sirius I am sorry. I really hadn’t thought how all this must have been affecting you.” Remus reached across the bed and gently took hold of the former convicts arm. “I just think that compared to Harry’s multiple troubles mine is of no importance. If it does become too much I’ll do something.” “Don’t worry?! You’ll do “SOMETHING”! Remus, honestly what could you do? The only thing that would be wise would be to do exactly what you don’t want to do and tell Dumbledore. Since you won’t do that how do you expect me not to worry?” “If it get’s much worse I’ll go see a doctor or something if that’ll make you feel better. You’re right though, I won’t tell Dumbledore unless this somehow causes me to become out of control.” “You need to see a doctor now. Or at least tell Molly. Maybe she can help.” “No, not yet. Please, try not to be so upset about it. I’m still fully functional aren’t I? In a few days I’ll be back to normal.” “Until the next full moon,” Sirius grumbled. “At which you’ll be more miserable and more ill.” “It’ll be fine. Come here,” Remus drew Sirius towards him. Sirius layed his head down on the muscular chest. “After all, it can’t get much worse now can it?” As he spoke Remus began to stroke his lover’s hair, persistently, continually until Sirius was well asleep. Remus was quick to join him. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Outside, holding her Defense Against the Dark Arts book tightly to her chest as if she would slide of the tip of the earth if she let go for even a second was Hermione. She had heard the entire conversation. She hadn’t meant to hear, only to question Remus on the workings of a complex version of the body-binding jinx. It didn’t come as a shock that Remus and Sirius were together. They had gone through so many things together, both good and bad. Not to mention they had known each other since their first year at Hogwarts. No, that wasn’t at all surprising. What Hermione was shocked by was that her admired teacher was ill and daft enough to NOT TELL DUMBELDORE?! ~Honestly, how utterly idiotic. Well, if they won’t tell anyone neither can I. I’ll just have to research. Maybe I can at least help a tad.~ Hermione then bustled of to the library. Luckily, the Black household had an enormous library. Rather full of one topic it was true; so finding information on anything but the Dark Arts could be tricky, but not impossible. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~Well? Please review and tell me what you think. The Buffy cross over will come in the next chapter. I’m not sure who will be brought in exactly except for Buffy, Giles, Willow, Xander, Oz, and Spike. If there’s any other main character you’d like to have added please tell me in a review and I will most definitely consider it. You can also talk to me via email: lotrmaniaticfrek@aol.com if you like or by AIM: sunburstcat, or lastly but not least, mudbloodsrock@hotmail.com. I really like meeting online friends so you can also just email/AIM to chat if you like. I’ll update when I can!!! Never think I won’t come back and I’ve left this story for because I never ever will. I’ll always tell you if I’m going to drop the story so even if I’m gone for a year I WILL come back. Understood? Good then. Until next time. wizardspupil signing off. ~Eclipse
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Post by Eclipse on Feb 4, 2005 20:31:06 GMT -5
Well, I must say I didn't expect standing ovations or anything but it would be nice of someone would say what they think. Come on people, I know it's a little out there but you could at least check it out. Pwetty pwease *puppy dog eyes*. This chapter is mainly Buffy with little HP bits untill then end. More HP next chapter. Anhoo, CHapter 2: ANd the Worlds collide. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* “Oz, OZ!” Oz will you wait up?!” Willow was currently running after the practically gliding Oz. She had no idea what was going on. He had made the transformation from werewolf back to man and then all of a sudden he had screamed in pain. Being very concerned Willow immediately ran to get the keys to unlock Giles’ office. When she came back Oz was dressed and he looked terrible. He was green and sweaty and was clinging to the sides of the cage as if he couldn’t stand up on his own. As soon as she unlocked to cage he bolted out of the library. ~What happened? Did I make him mad? Why won’t he stop, why the hell is he ignoring me!? What happened to make him scream?Uggg. ~ “OZ!!!!! COME ON!! WHAT HAPPENED?!” Willow still had no idea what was going on or where her boyfriend was currently running off to but she was not going to leave him. All of a sudden Oz disappeared from view causing Willow to panic. She sprinted as hard as she could to where he had disappeared and found herself looking at the door to the guy’s bathroom. What the....? Then the sound of retching was brought to the young witch’s ears. ~Oh, my god! Oh, my god! What do I do?! I have to go in but I can’t go in! It’s the men’s bathroom! Oh, but what if Oz needs me?! What if, even worse, he gets mad; I mean he might not want me to see him throwing up. Well I can’t just stand here!~ Willow was just about to open the door and go in when a shout echoed down the still empty school (summer break), “Willow! There you are! Why are you going into the guy’s bathroom? If you really have to go I mean the girl’s one is just across the hall-”, Xander had come up to her now only to be cut off by Willow. “It’s Oz, he’s in there. Something’s wrong. He’s throwing up and he won’t talk to me and I don’t know what to do!” “What? He’s sick. How ‘bout I go in and check on him okay?” “Please don’t be mean Xander; I know you still don’t like him.” “I don’t not like him; I just don’t particularly trust him is all.” *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* As Xander walked into the bathroom he could indeed hear the movements of someone. He called out for Oz and didn’t get any reply. He slowly walked towards the first stall and peeked in. Oz was leaning against the stall with his eyes closed. He was a pasty white and his hands were shaking. ~Huh? Jesus, he really does look bad.~ Xander looked at the small, currently black haired boy. “Hey, Oz? You okay man?” Oz slowly opened his eyes and stared blearily and Xander. It looked to Xander as if he might even be feverish. “Xander? Yeah, yeah I’m fine. I think. Just got a little weird for a bit there.” Oz raised up a shaky hand to wipe his mouth. “I must have eaten something in the cage.” “Are you sure dude? You really don’t look so hot. Maybe we should- “, Oz suddenly gasped and doubled over, his arms wrapping themselves around his stomach.”
“Oz? What is it? Come on Oz? Can you hear me?” Oz was whimpering now and rocking back and forth. Xander suddenly raised his voice as loud as he could in order to be heard, “WILLOW! GET GILES HERE NOW!” *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Once Giles had gotten to the men’s lavatory Oz was practically screaming in agony. Xander was doing what he could to keep him from hurting himself because he was bashing around so much but it was very difficult and Oz was already sporting bruises. After a few moments Giles had quickly given up the thought of going back for a spell book in hopes of finding one to stop the werewolf’s pain. Oz obviously needed help instantly. Giles did the only thing left to him to do; he gave Oz a sedative until he could be actually examined. Oz was currently lying down on one of the couches in the library, completely unaware of the highly worried group of people a few paces near to him as he slept off his trauma. Giles was currently explaining that as Oz had no signs of actually being ill that whatever had happened must have been caused by his transformation or something that happened while he was a werewolf. Willow claimed that she had very literally been there and awake the whole time (chemistry project) and that he hadn’t eaten anything and that everything was perfectly normal until he had turned back into himself. Giles what at a complete loss, and so did what he always did when he lacked information, he began to pass out books. He told everyone to look up cases of werewolves being physically affected by their transformations. “HEY! I found something!” Everyone rushed over to where Willow was pointing frantically at a passage in A History of Non-Human Related Illnesses. “Look here, it’s talking about a werewolf who began experiencing severe illness after her transformations. Some lady in Britain. It looks like her symptoms were vomiting, fever, head aches, and intense pain in lots of different places. This book wasn’t written that long ago. I bet we could call her up and ask her. Except for long distance and not knowing her phone number or address. Rats. I know! I can summon here! What’d ya think Giles?” Willow looked hopefully at the watcher with a gleam in her eyes that he could not refuse. “Well, this is a very promising lead. We also DO have to find out what’s going on with Oz before his next transformation. I suppose you can try. Go ahead if you must.” So Willow began an incantation to summon this woman only to be interrupted as the library doors opened with a BANG. In walked Spike followed by Angel, obviously neither of whom was in a very good mood.
“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE ON ABOUT?! YOU CAN’T GO OPEN’IN UP WORLD GATES! ARE YOU MAD!!!!!!!!?” Spike’s outburst startled everyone, Willow even dropped the book.
“What do you mean “world gate”? We’re just summoning a lady.” Buffy looked confusedly at the two vampires.
“What? Then why-“, Spike began to sputter only to be cut off by Angel.
“Apparently we we’re mistaken. ~ We must have sensed a different signature.” Angel was as confused as Spike. They had both sensed a world gate opening; they had both used them enough in their Hogwarts days to know one when they felt it They had used them quite a bit to get from home to school and back. We couldn’t have been wrong. I just know we aren’t wrong. I guess we’ll just have to find out. God I hope we don’t end up being right. ~ “I guess go ahead. Sorry.” Willow began the incantation again. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Hermione was still in the library. She hadn’t found anything really. Only a charm to relieve pain. She was practicing it when she heard a loud bang and the unmistakable sounds of Mrs. Black greeting the new arrivals. She hadn’t heard the doorbell ring though… Hermione tentatively made her way to the entrance hall only to gape at the sight before her. A group of people, most of whom looked little older then she, were standing in the entrance hall as a man with platinum blond hair was currently yelling at Mrs. Black’s portrait! ~No way. This is NOT happening. I’ve been reading to long. I must need sleep really badly.~ “YOU FILTH! LEAVE THIS PLACE! YOU DO NOT BELONG. TRAITORS AND MONSTERS WILL NOT BEFOUL MY HOUSE!!!!!” “SHUT UP YOU OLD HAG! I HAVE AS MUCH A RIGHT TO BE HERE AS YOU! AND AS MY BLOODY GREAT-GREAT-GREAT GRANDCHILD YOU BETTER BLOODY WELL RESPECT ME YOU pregnant dog. NOW SHUT UP!” “Ummmm, Spike, I think we have an audience,” Angel looked and pointed out Hermione to Spike. For a second everyone was completely silent. That is, until Mrs. Black caught site of her.
“MUDBLOOD! MUDBLOOD WENCH! GO BACK TO WERE YOU BELONG! YOU DON’T HAVE THE RIGHT TO ASSOCIATE WITH REAL WIZARDS!” Mrs. Black’s shrieking was cut off by the arrival of two men who together managed to yank the cloth over the portrait. After that was done, still unaware of the arrivals, Sirius turned towards Hermione.
“Sorry ‘bout that Hermione. It sounded as though dear old mum didn’t get to death threats yet though. What in the world did you do to wake her up?” Instead of answering Hermione mutely pointed behind Sirius. Sirius whipped around, and found Remus engaged in what seemed like a staring contest with a young boy who had dyed black hair. There was tension between the two, almost animal like. Sirius turned back to ask Remus if he knew these people when suddenly one of the girls screamed and tried frantically to catch the boy as he doubled over and fell to the ground. “OZ! OZ NO!” *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A/N: Well, I hope you liked it. I know some things may have seemed odd and not to fit with the story (a couch in the library for example and Anegl and Spike randomly entering) but I beg you to bear with me and just keep reading. These little things are direly important to the plot of the story. I hope I didn’t go too far with Angel and Spike but all will be explained in the form of tidbits each chapter. Think of it as a mystery. Hehe. *is evil* xD. I hope it’s long enough for you guys. I’ll try to update sooner rather than later. And if I make any major errors in names or actions or things like that then do tell. Please try to ignore my terrible grammar and spelling. I do the best I can. I’ll try to update soon!
~Eclipse
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Post by Eclipse on Feb 4, 2005 21:08:34 GMT -5
I was just checking over some stuff and I noticed that some of my, shall we say, more colorful language was replaced with other words. SO sorry 'bout that. Iono but I'm to lazy to try and fix it.
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Post by Rados on Feb 4, 2005 22:12:27 GMT -5
hahaha. I promise i'll read it. but tonight. i got homework. cuz i'll be busy the rest of the weekend. and i have to sleep.. in need of sleep.so yeah. I PROMISE I'LL READ IT!!!
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Post by Eclipse on Feb 5, 2005 13:27:42 GMT -5
YAY! Thankee Teri. ;D
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Post by Rados on Feb 5, 2005 17:02:51 GMT -5
hahaha. what happens next!!! me wanna know. you have really interesting cross overs. ME LIKEY!!! please post more soon!!!!
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Post by Eclipse on Mar 27, 2005 19:57:09 GMT -5
HI GUYS! Sorry this has been so long in the coming. I just had absolutley no idea what to do next with this fic. I had a complete block on it. Beg pardon for the wait. I hope you guys like the chappie. Please review and tell me what you think. Thanks.
Eclipse
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Currently, the scoobie gang was separated within the Black mansion. It had been explained that Willow had been trying to get someone to help Oz (although it was omitted how she had attempted to do this and why Oz needed help) and how they had somehow ended up in Grimmauld Place. Spike had further explained how when he was a very young lad he had gone to Hogwarts along with Angel via world gates which he explained were spells created by Rowena Ravenclaw before the Hogwarts Express in order for all wizards to be able to get to the school. During his seventh year Spike had an affair with a certain Tenia Black who later had birthed his child. Her parents had not allowed the two to be wed however so Spike had been forced to watch his child from afar and once he had become a vampire he had watched as his descendants grew and lived their lives. After a few centuries he had given up watching over them though and begun looking for a suitable companion and eventually finding Drusilla. Angel had explained the differences between muggle magic and the wizard variety. He had explained how, although Willow was a witch, she didn't use a wand like Hermione.
Spike himself was currently in what had been dubbed "the doxy room" looking at the Black family tree with Sirius. Angel had gone off exploring only to end up in the kitchen. He had become engaged in a conversation about what he remembered of the Forbidden Forest with Professor McGonagall. Buffy and Xander had decided to explore but had run into a very disgruntled Kreacher and had decided to follow the house elf and guess what he was. Giles had asked for the library and so had been escorted there by Hermione. Willow was with Oz and Professor Snape as the man brewed potion after potion to give to the unfortunate boy. After Oz had collapsed he had been brought to one of the many spare bedrooms and had eventually passed out. Finally giving up his questions on why the boy had passed out and what exactly he was when Willow would shake her head and say he wouldn't understand and would probably not believe her Remus left Snape to his brewing.
"You know," Snape began grumpily, "You would make treating the boy much easier if you would tell me what was wrong with him."
"I don't know what's wrong with him."
"Why won't you tell me his condition either? He's obviously gone through a very tiring ordeal recently."
"I can't. Just like I told Mr.Lupin, you wouldn't understand and you probably wouldn't believe me." Willow raised her eyes to meet the black ones of the potions master as she sat on the bed next to Oz; his hands held tightly in hers. "Can you help him though? Can't you at least make the pain go away?"
"I've already done that. When he wakes he should be fine for now. I could give him a permanent potion if you would just tell me what it is I'm treating."
"I would, I really would if I knew. That's how all this happened, I was trying to get in touch with a lady who seemed to have a similar problem and ask her if she knew what it was."
"I see. Well, I can do nothing more for him at the present. I suggest you leave and let him rest in peace. He shouldn't wake up for sometime yet. I'd give him at least an hour more until he comes round, and once that happens he might very well just go back to sleep."
"Thank you very much Mr.Snape but I think I'll stay all the same." Snape walked out of the room muttering things about young fools in love leaving Willow alone whispering to her boyfriend.
"Come on baby. Wake up soon. I need to talk to you. I need to know you're really okay now."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* In another part of the manner Sirius had left Spike and was currently walking briskly to the chambers he knew Remus would be in. The werewolf was still recuperating after all, he would be tired after all the excitements of the day. Sirius meant to wake up his lover if he had to though, he had some pressing questions for him. When Sirius knocked softly and got no response from within he quietly opened the door and saw Remus was indeed asleep. He padded over to the bed and slowly lowered himself on to the bed. His gaze bore into the werewolf as he breathed slowly and evenly. The ex-convict moved his hand so that it was moving through the sleeper's greying strands. Suddenly, chocolate eyes met azure and Remus questioned softly "Sirius?".
"Hullo m'dear. How are you feeling?"
"I'm all right. Just a tad exhausted but not really even that after sleeping."
"I have somethings I wanted to ask you."
"What is it Padfoot? You're uncharacteristically serious."
"Yes, well, it's just, when those people first appeared and before the boy collapsed you were looking at him so strangely. It was almost as if you knew him but you've already said you don't. What was it then? Did you sense something from him? Is he a threat that shouldn't be near Harry?"
"No, no, nothing like that. I'm not really sure what I sensed from him. It was almost familiar, almost as if not I, but the wolf inside of me recognized him. I don't know how that's possible though."
"Nor do I. Well, so long as he's not a threat. The girl -what was her name- Willow, wouldn't tell Snape anything about the boy."
"I know, she wouldn't tell me anything either. She seems to be afraid that if we knew what his condition really is we'd hurt him or something. It's very odd. All the same, she seems like quite a bright girl. I do hope he's all right once he wakes up for her sake at least."
"Yes, as do I. I think he will be though. Heaven knows Snape forced enough of his poisons down the poor kid's throat."
"It would be a first that the great Severus Snape failed to help a patient. With knowledge of his condition or no." The two friends began laughing but Remus was forced to stop as he suddenly shot up and clutched his stomach.
"Moony? What is it? Are you all right?"
"I-I don't know. It hurts."
"I'll be right back. I'll go and get Snape." Just as he was almost out of reach of the bed Remus' arm gripped at Sirius' sleeve. The pained expression on the werewolf's face was enough to bring Sirius back to his side and gather him into his arms.
"Don't. It'll-it'll pass. J-J-Just stay with me. Please."
"All right Moony, all right love. I'll stay." Sirius held Remus firmly as a spasm of pain rippled through the slim frame. Then, it all stopped. Leaving Remus panting as Sirius gently rocked him from side to side. "It's all right. You're okay now."
"Y-yes. It's stopped. I think, I think I'll take a rest now."
"Good, I'll be back in and check on you later."
Standing outside as Sirius closed the door to his love's room he had to admit it to himself, he was scared. What was worse was so was Remus. The poor werewolf had never been scared of his condition once in Sirius' memory. But now, now he was clearly terrified. ~God I hope we figure out what's wrong with him soon. This is just too much. The transformations are bad enough without him going through hell even after they're over. There has to be something we're missing. Something that he's done that he hasn't done before. I know it's there. I think I'll go to the library to figure something out. I'll probably have to hide from Hermione though, the child has practically lived in there since she arrived.~ Once his course of action was decided Sirius made determined strides towards the library his head held high, but to those who knew him well knew this was all a facade, a facade to hide the fear that was visible in his eyes
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Post by Eclipse on May 31, 2005 18:14:49 GMT -5
Chapter Four!
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As soon as Sirius walked into the library he was immediately extremely bewildered. Not only was Hermione sitting in a corner talking quietly with a man Sirius believed was called Giles but they were both staring at a book with the title “Werewolves” in huge blood-red letters. He coughed softly and both heads whipped up, Giles’ glasses slightly askew.
“Sirius, what brings you here?” Hermione said, obviously being forcefully calm.
“Am I not allowed to come into my own library?”
“Of course! That’s not what I meant. I mean….ummm…..you’re just not really a reading sort.” Wanting too seem as unsuspicious as possible Sirius chuckled lightly.
“How right you are. I’m actually getting a book for Remus. But why in the world are you two both reading about werewolves?” Hermione shared a quick glance with the watcher that the ex-convict only just barely caught.
“I’m doing it as a sort of extra-curricular activity. My mother and father wanted to know more about werewolves and Professor McGonagall said she would give me extra points if I explained it to them through a research paper. Mr. Giles was kind enough to offer his assistance.”
“Wow, you certainly take a lot more initiative then James or I ever took. You might even have Remus beat.” After a few moments, in which Hermione began shifting in her chair nervously and Giles began to obsessively clean his glasses Sirius sighed. “Well, I really should bring Remus his book. Good luck with your project.” Grabbing a random book off the shelf he walked out of the room and began the trek to Buckbeak’s quarters. She lies like Moony. I wonder why she was really looking things up about werewolves with that old man. Hmmm, I wonder if she knows. But she couldn’t. Could she? Why would that Giles character be helping her even if she did? This is definitely turning into some sort of muggle soap opera. ------------------------------------------------------------ Once Sirius had left and closed the door behind him Giles looked at Hermione and the two shared a sigh.
“You’re a very quick thinker. I don’t know if it’s a good thing you can lie that well.”
“Don’t worry. I don’t lie very often to anyone except teachers.”
“Well, that’s not at all encouraging. Anyway, what do you think? Do you think this is a possible explanation for all that’s been going on? This, “Moon-changing” phenomenon?”
“I don’t know. It seems possible if not probable. A theory that stats that the nature of the beams given off by the moon themselves are easily changed would support the illnesses of Oz and Remus. Someone decided to mess with the moon and now the way the moon affects werewolves is different. It makes sense. But who would do such a thing? To meddle with a force of nature takes a great amount of strength for my type of wizard; I’m not even sure Dumbledore could do it. And it’s against your type of witches, the wiccans; it’s against their “code” isn’t it? They aren’t to change something permanently and not to mess with forces of nature period. Right?”
“Yes that is true. Not to say that some of them would head that. I have no idea. But let’s focus in the more pressing matter of how to help them before the next full moon.” Giles rubbed the bridge of his nose and passed Hermione another book. “Look in this. I’ll look in a new book. If we’re lucky we can find something helpful before bed.” ------------------------------------------------------------------
Sirius had been sitting and thinking for a little over an hour when he heard a knock on the door.
“It’s not locked,” he called. In strode a very pale looking Remus. At the sight of his love looking so frail Sirius immediately stood and wrapped his arms around the slim frame. “What are you doing up? You should be resting.”
“I’m fine Padfoot. I just have a tad of a headache and I’m a bit sore. Other then that I’m perfectly alright.”
“Bullocks.”
“Okay not FINE but I’m not too bad off. I feel much better then I did.” Remus freed himself from Sirius’ arms and pulled the other man over to the wall and into a sitting position.
“Well, you don’t LOOK any better,” Sirius grumbled.
“I promise if I get tired again I’ll go back to bed.” Sirius sighed and nodded his head. He then brought his knees up to his chest and laid his head down on them; hiding his face from view.
“What about you Siri? You only stay up here this long if something’s wrong. What’s on your mind?” Sirius shrugged, not removing his head from his knees. “Come on Sirius. What is it? Spill.”
“Nothing. It’s not important.” Remus had to strain to hear him because he was speaking to the floor and STILL refused to lift his head.
“Well obviously it is or you wouldn’t be up here.”
“Just drop it Moony.”
“I would except that the fact that you’re so abject to telling me means it’s pretty important and probably concerns me."
“It’s nothing okay. I’m just thinking. I do do that occasionally you know.” Remus looked confusedly at Sirius after the snappy reply.
“Padfoot…..?” At the slightly hurt tones Sirius raised his head to look into his lover’s eyes.
“Look, I’m sorry Remy; I just have a lot on my mind. I guess all this worrying is wearing me a bit thin. I didn’t mean to be short with you.”
“It’s alright. I dare say I’ve done the same and worse to you these past few weeks.” The two laughed and Remus snuggled himself into Sirius’ arms. They were only like that for a few minutes however before they sprang apart at a soft knock on the door. Before they could say a thing a tentative head of messy jet black hair poked in the door.
“Hi Sirius. Professor Lupin.”
“What can we do for ‘ya Harry?” Sirius was quick to mask how startled he had been a few seconds ago. Harry looked at the two pale looking adults in front of him with a light frown in his face. They’ve been cooped up by themselves this entire summer and whenever you get on of them alone to talk to they seem so distracted. Ron’s right, something is definitely up. They both look like they’ve lost weight. Well, I’ll just have to cheer ‘em up...... somehow. “I had a question.” Sirius and Remus exchanged a glance.
“Shoot,” said Sirius making a gun out of his hand at pointing it at Harry.
“Did my dad ever have a mohawk? And who’s this guy he’s hexing? Is that you Remus?” Harry waved a moving photo in front of him that did indeed show James Potter with a bright orange mohawk with his wand raised against what looked like a very young Remus who seemed to be dancing insanely. Remus rose to his feet quickly as Sirius began to laugh uncontrollably.
“How did you get that!?”
“Found it in a old cupboard we’re cleaning.” Then to Sirius, “Personally, I wouldn’t be laughing if I was dancing with him.” Sirius stopped, mid laugh and gaped at his godson.
“WHAT?!” Remus and Sirius began advancing towards the now smirking Harry.
“Now Harry,” Remus said. “Come, come. Give is the photo.”
“Only if you can catch me!” With a mad laugh and an insane smile Harry dashed out of the room. Sirius and Remus came sprinting after, both laughing hysterically.
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Post by mrduckyrox on Jun 23, 2005 13:38:01 GMT -5
This is really good. I don't really watch Buffy, but after reading this, it makes me want to.
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Post by PurpleliciousStar on Jun 30, 2005 11:12:16 GMT -5
HAHAHAHAHAHA. James had a bright orange mohawk!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Honey. you are so awesome!!!!!
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Post by Eclipse on Aug 27, 2005 19:43:03 GMT -5
Oh, wow. I didn't realize people were reading this. Otherwise I would have updated here as well as LJ and fanfiction.net. MEEP! SORRY! ::bowbows:: Well, here's an update for you all. ---------------------------------------------------------------------
It had been a few days since Sirius had spied Hermione and Giles together. Now everyone was noticing how often the two could be seen conversing in hushed tones. That is, during the few occasions the two could be spotted away from the library. They both had been “spending an unhealthy amount of time in the library” has Ron had put it to Harry. When asked what they were doing the book lovers simply repeated Hermione’s story of researching a report and quickly bustled back off to the library.
Oz, much to everyone’s relief had woken up. He was weak, but otherwise seemed fine. He and Remus still had the awkward stare downs but were otherwise civil to each other. Normally, Remus at least as he was an older and more experienced were would have picked up on the odd feelings and smells he was getting in proximity to the younger boy but in his sickened state he just couldn’t put a finger on it. For his part, Oz would most likely not have been able to identify the old Defense Against the Dark Arts professor as a fellow werewolf. He only picked up on Veruka because she had been a female to his male and so her un-human scent and aura were far more evident to him.
It was at lunch the following week that Hermione and Giles finally dropped their bomb. Everyone was eating heartily, having spent the morning cleaning (or in the Scooby Gang’s case, training). Everyone that is, except for Remus and Oz. Sirius kept trying to get his lover to eat without making it obvious just how important it was because Remus was yet to tell the other Order Members of his oddly declining health. With Sirius’ last ‘subtle’ attempt at getting more food onto the were’s plate said were looked at him in a chastising way before leaning over to him so to better whisper.
“Love, I understand you’re just trying to help but you seem to have forgotten tonight is the full moon. I’m not going to be hungry today or tomorrow.” Sirius’ eyes went wide in recognition and he stopped his futile attempts at making Remus eat.
At the other end of the table Willow was also trying to force food into her boyfriend.
“You’re only just recovering. You need food to help you get back your strength.” Oz only shook his head.
“Sorry Wil, not hungry. It’s gonna be one of those nights.” Willow nodded and stopped badgering the boy, although she really thought he should try to eat a little more.
All conversation stopped however, when Hermione cleared her throat and then stood up. All eyes immediately went to her, and then to Giles in sudden realization. Their inquiries were finally being answered! The girl looked slightly nervous but with a reassuring look from the elder man next to her she spoke.
“I know what I’m going to say is probably going to shock you and possibly even make you angry with me. I am sorry for that but Mr. Giles and I have decided that as tonight is a full moon, everyone needs to be informed about our goings on. Now, I know very few, if any of you, swallowed my story about researching for a report and thought it was a lie. Well, you’d be correct but I’ll get to that in a second. Firstly, I’d like to make two people aware of each other and answer their suspicions. Firstly, to Professor Lupin and Sirius. I want to apologize to both of you. A few days after I had come to stay at Head Quarters for the summer I went to ask you, Professor Lupin, a question about a spell. I, well, I sort of overhead the conversation that you and Sirius were having about the Professor’s current condition.” Remus and Sirius exchanged surprised and worried looks, realizing what conversation she must have heard. One that clearly showed not only Remus’ problem but his and Sirius’ relationship clearly.
“One, I want to say your secret is safe with me. However, the uh other secret I did confide in Mr. Giles when I figured out he was looking up the same things I was in the library. Also, I’m sorry. I hope this doesn’t make either of your furious with me but I hope you’ll forgive me when you hear all I have to say.
Secondly, to Oz, well I’ve been helping Giles with ways of helping you because they’re the same things I’m trying to help Professor Lupin with and I want you to know as I’m about to tell everyone you’re uh secret that you won’t be hated or feared or anything like you seem to think. In fact, at least among everyone in this house, you’ll probably not only be accepted but revered for your abilities.” Oz’s mouth was open in a moment of obvious emotion and he looked almost scared of what the girl had just told him. Hermione took a deep breath before going on.
“Okay, here we go. Remus and Oz are BOTH werewolves.” The two weres locked eyes and both looked shocked at the sudden realization. Remus hit his head with his palm at his own stupidity. Of course! THAT’S what it was. I can’t believe I didn’t pick up on it sooner. Oz also seemed surprised that he hadn’t been able to come up with the conclusion himself.
“AND,” Hermione plowed on diligently before everyone started asking the two shell-shocked weres any questions. “They have both been experiencing extremely difficult transformations as of late. Mr. Giles and I compared notes and the two of you basically have the same symptoms. Weakness before and after transformations, a loss of appetite that remained long after the effects of the full moon should have worn of, nausea and vomiting, intense and random bouts of pain in the stomach and head, plus over all soreness of the body that did not go away after the full moon was well and done as it should have. Not to mention the transformations themselves being far more painful then usual and the occasional fevers,” as the girl stopped for a breath she also asked if she had forgotten anything. Remus shook his head but Oz simply stared at her, dumbstruck.
“Mr. Giles and I have come up with a plausible theory as to why your symptoms have been so terrible and long lasting. But, he explains it far better then I do so I’ll let him have a go at it.” Hermione sat down and kept her eyes downcast in order to avoid all the stares she was receiving as Giles stood up. He coughed and leant on the table.
“As Hermione has said, we have come up with a theory not too far-fetched as to the oddness of your symptoms and transformations. We have come to believe that either a demon or ,for lack of a better word, ‘evil’ wiccan has joined with Voldemort and he has forced them to change the moon in a way subtle enough that it is not detectable to the naked eye but so that the beams of the moon are damaged. If the moon itself is changed, then it makes sense that it would of course change the nature of your symptoms.” Giles stopped when Buffy raised her hand and nodded at her to ask her question.
“But why would a demon or wiccan want to join this Voldie-whosit? Or, why would he want ‘em and why to change the moon?”
“Well, we believe that Voldemort very possibly forced their joining. As to why he would want them to change the moon: We think he wants someone to figure out he is behind all the werewolves in the world suddenly seeming so ill. The counter-acting potion would involve so much dark magic that none-other than he would be able to make it. We think he wants the werewolves to become so weak that as soon as it becomes known he is behind their uncomfort they will go to him for the cure and in exchange for that cure he will forcibly make them his followers. He would need a demon or a wiccan because his brand of witch and wizard would not be strong enough to change a force of nature like the moon.” Now it was Sirius who asked a question.
“Well, because you’re telling us all this now does that mean you have a cure for what’s going on with them?” Giles shook his head sadly.
“Unfortunately, no. Hermione and I have been unable to come up with a way to alleviate or even just ease the symptoms. We ‘spilled’ everything now because we figured that one: All this needed to be out in the open, and two: Hopefully having some idea of what’s going on would help Mr. Lupin and Oz keep their heads and hopefully stave off despair a bit. We wanted to wait until we had better news but as we’ve met our deadline, so too speak, with the full moon it seemed best to tell everyone what we had.”
“So,” Willow looked from Oz to Giles and rested on Giles. “There’s absolutely nothing you can do? Because from what I’ve gathered the only solution is to go to this Voldemort and apparently that isn’t a solution at all! Are they just supposed to suffer?!”
“Of course they can’t go to Voldemort. What they’re experiencing now is nothing compared to what he would do to them. We’re as unhappy as you are that they have to suffer, there’s just nothing we can do! Pain relieving spells and potions won’t even be of any help because the lycanthropy counter-acts them all. Mr. Giles and I have been trying but we can’t come up with anything.” Hermione’s last sentence was so full of despair that Willow felt badly for thinking the girl didn’t really care that much about Oz or Remus. Obviously she’s as concerned as I am. Suddenly Oz stood up, looking rather pale. Willow went to take his hand but he shook her off.
“I-I uh, I think I need some air.” And with that the young were left the table and walked out the door. Willow went to go immediately after her boyfriend but Xander grabbed her arm.
“Give him a bit Wil. He’s a guy and guys just have to be alone sometimes. Although, he doesn’t really follow standard guy behavior…….” Xander trailed off. Now, Remus also stood, drawing everyone’s attention.
“I think- I know I don’t know him- but I think I should probably be the one to talk to him. He’s rather new to being a werewolf right? Less than a year?” The Scooby gang all nodded. “That’s what I thought and I think I know what’s wrong.” Remus put his hand on Willow’s shoulder and looked in her worried eyes. “Give me a half hour and if I don’t come back with him I’ll let you turn me into some sort of nasty animal of your choosing. Alright?” Willow smiled slightly and nodded. With that Remus left in pursuit of Oz.
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