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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2005 6:51 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2005 12:17 pm
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(It’s crap like this that makes me wonder why I bother to RP at all…I ought to be writing.)
As with all full moons, eventually they set. Sliding beneath the horizon just before dawn, the transformation back to human for the two werewolves began. For one, it was a simple slip from Wolf to Human, for the other…
Bloodied paw prints across the dusty floor had dried, but fresh prints continued to track across the floor as the Wolf paced, occasionally shaking his head in irritation. As the moon set, he jerked to a stop, growling low in his throat. Then, without warning: pain.
Fur disappeared to be replaced by skin and wizards robe. Limbs and muscles contorted almost imperceptibly. A sharp ache started down the spine as the bones reformed themselves.
A moment later, Remus Lupin, returned to Human form, lay on his side on the floor of the Shrieking Shack. Fighting for consciousness, he closed his eyes and tried not to move. It was proving almost impossible, his body trembling with the pain of the transformation. It did nothing to help.
His shoulder he could tell had been ripped open to the bone, but it would heal quickly. Already, he could feel the healing itch that had settled throughout his shoulder and upper back. Taking a slow, shallow breath, Remus gave up his fight for consciousness and slid into darkness.
(Why exactly can't I just say he passed out? Dramatic effect. ^_^)
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Sirius Black-Snuffles Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2005 12:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2005 4:37 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2005 7:29 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2005 6:23 pm
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Sirius Black-Snuffles Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2005 8:27 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2005 2:00 pm
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Sirius Black-Snuffles Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2005 3:14 pm
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(Awww, you guys are so cute. You make my tummy hurt in a good way. blaugh )
Harry woke with a start, sitting up and looked about the room. Standing up, he stretched. The window that Kathryn had called up was still there, bright sunlight streaming through it onto the carpet which Harry suspected had changed colors while he had been sleeping. It was a deep bottle green at the moment, similar to his eyes...
"Bloody carpet, change back," he grumbled, kicking it absently with the toe of his trainers.
As if it had heard him...the carpet flushed a dark Gryffindor red. Satisfied, Harry walked across the room toward the bed where he supposed Kathryn was buried somewhere beneath the mountain of blankets.
"Suppose I ought to wait for her to wake up," he said, looking about the room for some form of entertainment.
Sitting on the side table was a deck of Tarot cards. It looked innocent enough...but after Trelawney he was less than willing to try and stumble his way through a prediction. The cards vanished when he blinked and reappeared as a regulus deck of cards, colored red as per his request.
Taking up the deck, Harry crossed the room for the second time and sat down beside the coffee table that had just appeared. Shuffling the cards absently, he started a game of Solitare, wondering absently where his glasses had gone...oh, wait, they were on his face...he rolled his eyes at his own stupidity as he moved a black six of clubs onto a red seven of hearts.
(I feel somewhat smarter after that post, though the last sentance made me cross my eyes in confusion...I think the fact that I am now wearing clothes gives my brain something to feed on. sweatdrop )
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2005 11:25 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 6:50 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 4:03 pm
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Kathryn nodded, following along with Harry's story. The knowledge of Harry's previous home-life came with the learning of his school life, magazines and newspapers covered every aspect of his existence since defeating Voldemort.
"I don't have an aunt or and uncle, my parents were the only child in their family, which can be good and bad at times, for one, there is less christmas and birthday presents" She explained, laughing.
"Oh I know Ginny, she's a Weasley isn't she? I've always liked their Mum, I've seen her occasionally at Platform 9 1/3, she seems so warm and nice, And those twins... Fred and George I think, well their pretty funny. My Dad works in the Ministry, so he knows their father but I don't think they're friends..." She trailed off obviously rambling.
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 10:26 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 11:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 2:45 pm
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