Doomed, Remus must hold winter at bay with a season of sequestered prayer and cold meals all alone at the edge of the world. He would hope for return, but winter has teeth and a taste for blood.
RATING: EÂ WORD COUNT: 6335
Remus Lupin thought that life would become better. He was far from home and old worries, in a place where everything was flowers. It felt like a luxury, like a dream. Dreams, however, tended to be brief. And the winter, though momentarily forgotten, caught up with him. His father lost him in a game of cards to Sirius Black. Remus was now imprisoned in an enchanted palace with a cursed Beast.
RATING: TÂ WORD COUNT: 6395
Some sleepless nights and general confusion. - Somethingâs wrong, Remus whispers. Sirius tightens his grip on Remusâ wrist, his lashes brushing against the back of Remusâ neck. Remus - The tolling of a bell fills Remusâ head, the brittle edge of panic, something screaming at him to run, this isnât right. Memories - falling, fighting, kneeling in an empty grave as the sun rose over the horizon.
RATING: Not Rated WORD COUNT: 1020
There is a legend in the old city of Grimsfall that a large, black creature used to emerge from the forest at night, and anyone who met its gaze would be driven to madness before the thing dragged them into the depths of hell.
RATING: EÂ WORD COUNT: 11280
We are the other of the other. â Marco Aurelio
RATING: TÂ WORD COUNT: 5103
Sirius needed a change of scenery and thought that New Orleans would be the perfect place to get away. The ghost stories were fascinating until they all started to seem a little too real.
RATING: TÂ WORD COUNT: 4443
The Scent of Fear and Hope
Remus lives an unassuming life. He does his best to keep a distance between himself and the ones who could come back for him. He does his best to keep a distance between himself and the world that would condemn him for what he is. This new job seems good. But the further he runs, the more he comes to realise you canât keep a distance from yourself.
RATING: M WORD COUNT:Â 5816
The magic was wilder here than anything Sirius had ever felt. The muggles were exceptionally superstitious, and to begin with Sirius had scoffed at their wards drawn in chalk and different beads and strings and charms hung outside the run-down and time-worn shacks, but the longer he spent in the village the more he understood. Magic was so thick and untamed that even they could feel it, and mystical beasts that he had not heard of before intermingled with their normal creatures until it was impossible to tell where the magical and non-magical worlds began and ended in relation to one another.
RATING: GÂ WORD COUNT: 3506
And the Violence Caused Such Silence
Remus had read the news of Siriusâ escape in the Daily Prophet the day Albus Dumbledore approached him with a job offer. His timing was quite obvious and both men were very aware of this. This employment would mean surveillance, but it would also mean security. And if it only meant financial security, it would probably have been enough to have Remus accept it. Also it was not as if he was abandoning anything â or anyone â if he left for Hogwarts on September 1. So he said yes, despite the news. They had stirred up again everything Remus had tried to contain in the far end of his mind, of course they had. He was in for a lot of sleepless nights, he was sure. And so, when it was time to go to bed Remus lied awake, the faces of Harry Potter and Sirius black ghosting through his mind, invading his dreams and waking him up drenched in sweat from the horrors his subconscious imagined would follow soon. A re-telling of Prisoner of Azkaban from Remusâ perspective.
RATING: TÂ WORD COUNT:Â 51502
