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Aug 26, 2005 08:49

TITLE: Amok Time
AUTHOR: FreedomRiddle
FANDOM: Harry Potter
MEDIUM: Book
GENRE: General
CHARACTER: Marauders
THEME: A is for Amuk
SUMMARY: Remus forgets, Sirius is worried, James takes action, Peter is...Peter.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter. Nope. J.K. Rowling does. Title is from Star Trek, which I also do not own.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Number one. Constructive criticism appreciated.


Remus Lupin was one of very few students currently attending Hogwarts able to listen to Professor Binns for more than 5 minutes without his brain staging a mutiny and scrambling for distraction. Today was hard. Today he was one of the rest of the students goofing off , or staring out the window.
He was engaged in the latter when a note slid onto his desk. He glanced at Sirius and James, who were openly watching him (Peter had fallen asleep by now) and opened it.

Moony-
The great brain has fallen! Finally saw the light and realized how impossible it is to listen to P. Snore, eh? We knew you’d see the light.

-Padfoot and Prongs (Who are bored out of their skulls. How long can this droning go on?)

P.S. Seriously, are you alright, mate? You’re looking a little pale for this early in the day.

Remus sighed and picked up his quill. It was true. He wasn’t feeling well at all. Full moon tonight though it was, he was feeling worse today then he usually did. Also, his senses were already on full alert, distracting him from today’s History of Magic lesson to tell him that one of his fellow students had been eating chocolate, recently, another smoking, and another…he didn‘t want to think about it. It was chaotic and distracting.

Padfoot and Prongs-
Har har. If it wasn’t for me and my note taking (notice that’s note taking and not passing you would’ve failed HoM ages ago. As it stands, we’re doomed, the lot of us.
No, I am not feeling well, and it worries me. Also, I can smell everything. It’s chaotic, and therefore distracting. Am seriously considering cotton balls up my nose, but I’m not sure if that would help.

-Moony

He folded the note and tossed it over to James’ desk. Perhaps he should go see Madam Pomfrey after the class? Oh well. Knowing his friends, he’s probably be dragged there whether he wanted to go or not. As if reacting to his thoughts, the note landed on his desk again.

Moony-
You’re going to Madam Pomfrey’s as soon as Binn’s stops droning. If you argue, we’re locking your legs and carrying you, on the argument that you’re a git who doesn’t know what’s good for him.

-Padfoot and Prongs

He glanced over. James was nudging Peter, who was slowly waking up, and Sirius was looking at him with a very grim expression. They were worried.

He was just picking up his quill to reply, when he remembered something that made him gasp and drop it again.

Oh Merlin…

“Idiot, Moony. You’re a bloody idiot!”

His hand shot in to the air. Professor Binns, totally absorbed in the past, didn’t see him.

“Professor Binns, sir?” Remus called. This really couldn’t wait.

He looked up. “Yes?”

“I don’t feel well. I need to go see Madam Pomfrey.”

Binns nodded and said “Of course” before returning to his lesson.

Remus stood, and promptly fell over from a wave of dizziness, catching himself on his desk. He pushed himself up again, and felt Sirius’s arm snake beneath his. Leaning on it, they hurried down the isle to the door, ignoring the worried glances of their classmates.

Exiting the classroom, they turned towards the infirmary.

“What’s going on?” Sirius whispered.

“Lunar eclipse.” Remus gasped. He hurt all over now. “I need to get to the shack. Now.”

They heard running footsteps echoing down the hall behind them, and then James’ arm appeared, supporting Remus’s other side.

“It’s the lunar eclipse tonight. It’s making him transform early.” Sirius explained over Remus’s head.

“Sorry.” Remus groaned.

James started chewing his lip, looking very agitated. Classes were about to let out. If the hallways was filled with students, they weren’t gonna make it to the shack in time. That would be…he wasn’t going to think about it.

“We have to make a run for it. Sirius, grab his legs, I’ll take his arms. Peter, I need you to transform and ride on my shoulder. As soon as we get outside, open the tunnel.”

Peter, who was shaking and looking almost as bad as Remus, immediately transformed into a mouse. James picked him up and placed him on his shoulder.

“Sorry about this, mate.” He whispered as he grabbed Remus under the armpits. Once Sirius had his legs, they rushed down the hallway as fast as they could toward the door. Once outside, James transformed, and he carried Remus the rest of the way on his back. Sirius, now Padfoot, ran ahead with Wormtail to open the tunnel.

They arrived at the Shrieking Shack just in time.

The next day, Remus woke up in the infirmary with the rest of the Marauders sitting around his bed.

“You were out like a light when Madam Pomfrey came to get you.” James explained.

“Oh.” Remus was quiet, taking the scene in. James on his right, looking concerned, but completely in control, Sirius sitting on the bed near his feet, totally at ease with his surroundings, and Peter on his left, looking relieved to see him awake.

Remus wondered what he’d done to deserve them as friends.

“I’m sorry. I-I wasn’t paying attention, I guess. I don’t know. I shouldn’t have let that happen.”

Sirius shrugged then grinned. “Nice to know that you’re capable of error like that rest of us.”

Remus grinned back. “Thank you. I don’t want to think about what could’ve happened if you hadn’t gotten me out…” He swallowed. “It won’t happen again.”

James smiled and ruffled his hair. “No problem. Now…we need to plan the Marauders next prank. Gotta give the kids something constructive to gab about, eh?”

a is for amuck (original), medium: books, genre: general, character: marauders, fandom: harry potter

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