The Harry Potter Role Play Fan Club

[eelu]

Oww, I bit my tongue... lesson learned today: never skip ahead a few chapters to make sure Remus and Sirius do get together, because they do, and you usually find them kissing when you flip that far.

[rheia]

I'll post more on it soon!

Fanfic;

'I said get out. This is my flat and if I don't want you here, then you leave, or else I start forcing you.' Sirius's voice was like ice, but Moody was still immovable. James glanced over his shoulder at them, his hand resting protectively on Harry's head; the baby was clutched to Lily's chest, as she rocked him, trying to get him to sleep. He wasn't crying, but he snuffled and whimpered at the raised voices. Albus must have heard as he shot them a look and then stepped forward to place a hand on Moody's shoulder. There was no force, but there was intention.

'We should leave, Alastor. I think we need to dicuss certain,ah,things.' He turned his eyes to Sirius, who looked stony, though James knew he was furious. So furious he might blow up any moment, throwing curses no right thinking person should know in every direction. They needed to leave; James didn't want anything like that happening around Harry.He especially didn't want his son injured or at the very worst,killed. 'I'm sorry, Sirius, that you don't feel we can resolve this here and now, but I understand. When you see Remus, tell him to drop by and see me soon.' Moody laughed coldly, clearly unwilling to apologise or even concede that he might be wrong.

'If you see him again, anyway. Might have run to his master by now.' The bulb in the ceiling popped and James bent his back quickly to protect Harry. Glaring up at the two elder wizards, his face tight, he hissed.

'Leave. Now. We can resolve this once we are all calmer and are not pointing the finger at any individual whom has gotten on the wrong side of us. Remus had every right to leave so we should not grudge him that.' Giving them all one last look of sorrow, after Moody had apparated, Albus gave a quick bow and then was gone. Sirius pointed his wand at the slender shards of glass around the room, sending them all back up to the light fixture.

'Is he alright? I didn't mean for that to happen.' James nodded tightly, his lips thin.

'We'll get out of your way. Harry needs a nap in his own bed, anyway. Will you go look for him?' Sirius sat down on the sofa heavily, putting his face in his hands and rubbing, as though trying to erase all the things stirring around his brain.

'No. Not now, he wants to be alone. He'll come back when he's calmed down. You should use the floo, but be careful, yeah? Make sure all the protective charms around your house are solid and shut down the floo after you're in. Okay?' James nodded, as though he hadn't already catalogued everything he would be rechecking and redoing when he got home. Lily rocked Harry, her face twisted in despair, fingers twisted into the pale yellow blanket wrapped around his tiny,frail body.

'I can't get over how quickly everything's started getting worse. One minute it's all underground, the next we've been asked to leave our jobs at the Ministry, we're not to contact anyone outside the Order, we have to barricade ourselves in our houses and even then we're not safe. Benjy told me he spoke to Rosmerta in Hogsmeade the other day, as he was passing through, and she said she saw someone get taken down in the street outside her bedroom window. Every third or fourth person in every department in the Ministry either is a Death Eater, or has contacts with them. How are we supposed to adjust to that? I can't. I can't start thinking that my friends might be against me. Might want me dead.' James placed his hand at the base of her neck and stroked the wispy hair there with his thumb. He thought of a few months ago, when he'd known the war was going on, but hadn't been involved. He'd thought that was difficult. This was hell.

'You don't have to. No one wants you dead. Especially not Remus.' Sirius muttered, standing up again, slowly, as though every one of his limbs ached. He took the lid off of a white china urn by the fireplace and lit the logs with his wand, throwing the floo powder from the urn in and watching the flames turn from the colour of Lily's hair to the colour of her and Harry's eyes. Remarkable, he thought distantly, how like fire she was in every way. 'Come on, you need to get home. We'll talk tomorrow or something.Maybe through the fire if you don't feel like coming around.' He said, trying to smile. As Lily carried Harry towards the fireplace, he started to cry, arms flailing.

'Harry?' She whispered, not wanting to take him in the fire while he was having a tantrum. James winced and pinched the bridge of his nose.

'Have you left something? What about his dummy or ... ?' She shook her head and then spied the cot, still sitting by the chair she'd been in; inside was the squashy Horntail.

'No, it's the toy Remus conjured for him.' She picked it up and held it to Harry's face; the baby immediately calmed, his fingers prodding into the stuffed flesh of the dragon. 'Right. Thank Remus for me, this is the first toy he's become obsessed with and knowing my luck he'll still be sleeping with it at thirty.It'll be tattered and falling to pieces but he'll still love it.' Smiling wanly, she gave Sirius a peck on the cheek, stepped into the fireplace and disappeared with a shout. Left alone, James and Sirius were silent for a second.

'He wouldn't.' Sirius whispered, looking over at James with dark, shining eyes. 'I know he wouldn't.' James shook his head.

Thats only a little of it. I really can't be bothered getting twenty chapters on here.

[eelu]

Lol, awesomeness! XD I want a stuffed Horntail!

[rheia]

XD Don't we all? 8D

[skyl_er]

This is sooo awesome-sauce!

[rheia]

L0L!