Theodore Remus Lupin
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Post by Theodore Remus Lupin on Nov 17, 2011 21:43:20 GMT -5
Forgive me, I'm trying to find,
[/color] My calling, I'm calling at night. I don't mean to be a bother.[/color] It's driving me crazy, it seems.[/color]
Ron had barely been here any time at all, and he was ready to scream. He, never in his wildest dreams could have imagined things were this bad. He guessed they were worse due to the fact there was a time change, but regardless! This was terrible, he had seen people die, never had he wanted that to be the case. He couldn't ever say he could see himself in a fight for his life, but here he was, and it was nearly knocking on Hogwarts' door. He felt his throat close everytime he thought about it, and he didn't know how to stop thinking about it. Some people thought he wasn't emotional, truth be told, he was very emotional, he just didn't know how to show it; and that just made it even worse on his mental state.
He held it all in, all the time. HE didn't want to worry anyone, and he just wanted it all to be a bad dream. But, everyday, the nightmare just got longer. He didn't know what to do anymore, he had Hermione, but where was Harry? Running around in the past? Great, thanks Mate. Big help there. He scoffed, and he had to get outside. He stomped out of the castle, and he tugged his jacket closer, and he held his head lowly. He glanced to his left, and he could see the door ahead. He pushed it open, and he could see the blinding white of the snow on the ground. He swallowed, and he exhaled, his breath billowing around his face.
Ron moved into the frozen courtyard, and he made for a bench, but he didn't sit on it, instead, he sat on the ground before it. He squinted his eyes against the light, and he pulled his knees up, uncaring that he sat in the snow. He placed his chin on his leg. He looked out over the courtyard, and he was thinking, trying to decide what he could do with himself. He had to help, but how? He wasn't that good of a wizard, but he guessed, if he could get Hermione to help, maybe she would have an idea, or she could help him, they could protect each other.
He raised his head, and his wand. "Expecto patronum!" He said hastily, lifting his wand, but only being able to produce a bit of a cloud. He looked at his hand, and he furrowed his brow. He tried again, still nothing. What was he doing wrong? He'd never tried this before, but he knew that wasn't a patronus.
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Post by juliet on Nov 20, 2011 7:46:53 GMT -5
  The wind blew fiercely outside. The snow was piling on. She had only just returned back to Hogwarts after the horrific events that had happened only days into the holidays. She had cried herself to sleep every night after. She could not function correctly.
Alex had suffered a horrific death in attempts to help her free herself from the grasp of the Dark Lord. He loved her. She loved him, and now he was gone. Everything about him had slipped away. She vowed that she would be the one to tell his family, that she had to be the one to do it, and so she did. The looks on his family haunted her every night. If only she could have helped him. If only.
Juliet slipped on her black cloak, pulling the hood to cover her bouncy blonde hair. She wanted revenge on the pain and suffering that he had put Alex through, and she would stop at nothing to get what she desired.
She hadn't thought about Remus in days, and to tell you the truth, she was thankful that the distraction wasn't there for her true feelings. Oh how she missed Alex's humor. He could always put a smile on Juliet's face.
She smirked thinking about the dark lord. The one thing you should never
[/i] do was piss off a Vampire, because they live for a hell of a long time, which means that's one hell of a long time to get revenge. As she exited the castle, she looked around. It was empty, until she saw the familiar face of a red headed Gryffindor. He was a year younger, but if you wanted to get technical, he came from the future, plus she was almost a century old. Oh how young she really was. She walked towards him, the only familiar part of herself showing was her face. She pulled off the hood of the cloak, revealing her blonde coiled hair in the breeze. "Ron. Please tell me that wasn't your patronus..." She asked, a slight smile on her face. The only thing that could make her smile would be to see the begging face of the dark Lord while she slowly put a painful end to his reign of terror. If her heart still beat, she knew it would be the only thing that would be heard in the silent courtyard. She sat on the frozen bench that was next to him. She didn't know why she sat down, and why it was with someone she barely knew, heck, she would be surprised if he knew her at all, even in his time. All she could guess what that she needed to talk, and she felt that maybe he could listen. She knew she could talk to Remus, but this was something she needed to talk about to a complete stranger. In this case, Ron. "Do you need any help? Sure i'm not a wiz, but I can handle a patronus..." She said. This could help her get Alex off her mind. She already had tears forming. Sometimes it was all too much. [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/center] TAG: Ronald Weasley
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Theodore Remus Lupin
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Post by Theodore Remus Lupin on Nov 20, 2011 21:27:56 GMT -5
Forgive me, I'm trying to find,
[/color] My calling, I'm calling at night.I don't mean to be a bother.[/color] It's driving me crazy, it seems.[/color]
This place was so much the same, but so different. He was more fortunate then some, he had most of his siblings here, but sadly not all of them. Though, recently he'd seen less and less of them. He really just wanted to see his mother again, he didn't want to admit he missed her, but of course he did. She was his mother, and he would have given anything for her to just knit him a sweater vest and call him a name for doing something dumb. Anything in the world really. But now? He was stuck in a time he didn't know, in a war that wasn't his, but he was fighting anyhow. He would never go down without a fight.
He was getting to know some of those around him. He made friends rather easily, he had been here for months anyhow, would have made no sense if he hadn't made any friends. He scratched his head, and he tossed his hair out of his face, and looked at the ground. He did like those around him here for the most part, though some of those here he didn't care for hoenstly, and for normal reasons, look at some of the Slytherins here. He just wanted them to end up in Azkaban and so the rest of the world a favor.
He looked up as his thoughts broke, and the smoke stopped as someone spoke. One of the friends he'd made here. He shrugged, scuffing his shoe in the snow. "Never been properly shown how to make one." He said, puffing out his chest and cheeks defensively. He was only a fifth year, most of them couldn't conjure a patronus.Forgive him for not being The Boy Who Lived and being able to make one at 13.
"I don't need help! I can do plenty on my own." He said, waving his wand, throwing a snowball wordlessly. He smiled, looking at her with a proud grin. "Though..I guess I could use a bit of something on the patronus charm; just don't tell anyone I couldn't do it. My friends can do it, and I can't, doesn't make me look too good." He looked down, and he looked back at her from the side, smiling lightly, his grin coming from the side of his mouth, showing his white, straight teeth to the older girl.
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Post by juliet on Nov 23, 2011 7:30:33 GMT -5
She smiled, her blue eyes looking down onto the pure white blanket of snow that was beneath her feet. She exhaled slowly.
Her mind plagued with thoughts of Alex. How she missed him so. A tear dropped onto her chilly cheek, she quickly wiped it away without a second thought. She smiled, giggling just a little, feeling a little stupid. He couldn't possibly understand how she felt, could he?
"I'm sure you don't need help. I just thought doing something to help someone else might occupy my mind for a bit. Its been wandering lately."
She pulled out her wand. Smiling, she turned to face him, standing up, pulling him to his feet. She felt as if she was looking for something inside of the Gryffindor boy that might resemble Alex so that she could get the him back.
"My lips are sealed. I couldn't do one until last year..." So that was lie, but what was she supposed to say? She achieved one in her first ever year of her fourth year that was decades ago? She hated lying, but it was a big part of her life these days.
"I think it's just your wrist movement. A wise boy once told me, you must think of a moment in your life that made you incredibly happy, and let it take over your body. Then say the incantation, and if successful, you will produce the animal you are most alike."
She knew he knew all this, but it was important to get the wrist and the happiest moment right, or it was never going to work.
She let herself be consumed with thoughts of Alex. He made her so happy.
"Expecto Patronum" Her voice was calm and soft, a a small light appeared. It formed into a bat and she smiled. No one really ever put the links together. Bat. Vampire. She had lost faith in the generations ability to put two and two together.
"You try. It's easy when you have all the right components." She said, a smile on her face.
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