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Chapter 28: Testing Gravity
Disclaimer: The OC’s in this story as well as the plot were all created by me, All other things mentioned in this chapter and this story as a whole are property of J.K Rowling. The lyrics below are by Jessie J and the story title comes from Taylor Swift. Thank you for reading.
No, this isn't me
Go, please let me breathe
I'll be back sooner than you know
“Great, you’re here” he groaned not even taking his eyes off his book for a minute. Coralie frowned; half wishing that she’d been partnered with Sirius after all. She turned slightly to see the said boy staring at her, a sour look on his face as beside him Tyler was singing. She turned back and sat down in her seat.
“Why wouldn’t I be here?” she replied coolly, pulling out her Charms book and her wand. Nathaniel didn’t say anything for a moment as Kiki made her way past.
“Thought you would have pitched yourself off the Astronomy Tower by now” Nathaniel cut back and Coralie frowned. She could hardly believe that was indeed a Ravenclaw, rather than a Slytherin. She knew he expected her to respond in some way. In fact she was willing to bet her life on the fact that he wanted to make her cry but there was no way she was going to let that happen. She could stronger than she looked when it came to stupid boys like this Nathaniel Peakes, though it was a wonder she hadn't pitched him off the Astronomy Tower yet.
"I was going to, then I remembered I had Charms with you this afternoon and I could not bear the thought of you being all alone" Coralie added sweetly, twirling a bit of her curly hair as part of the act. When it became evident that the Ravenclaw was not going to make any reply, she hid a little smile behind her hand and moved on with the work.
As the class came to an end an hour later and the class was packing up, Nathaniel leaned over and whispered into Coralie's ear. "Next time, don’t bother Bennett. I'd be much happier without you here" Before Coralie had the chance to respond, he had disappeared out of the classroom. Leaving Coralie with Sirius who seemed intent on taking as long to pack up his things as he possibly could.
"What Black?" Coralie asked. She was hardly in the mood for more cutting comments from stupid teenage boys. If she had to listen to anymore she might actually make her way up to the Astronomy Tower.
"Are you with Peakes now?" He replied. It was evident in his voice that he was trying to seem nonchalant about it all but was failing somewhat to keep a venomous tone hidden.
"In the sense that he's my Charms partner" She picked up the last of her things and left the classroom, moments later Sirius had gripped her wrist tightly.
“Just stay away from him Cora” He said tonelessly, turning on his heel and walking off.
"I was planning on it" She whispered as he disappeared around the corner. She groaned, sliding her bag onto her shoulder- how dare he pretend he cared about her after what he’d done no less than two months ago? He didn’t have the right.
It was only her business as to who she talked to or who she was with, what the hell made him think that anyway? Her and Peakes? She’d sooner die then spend any more time than necessary with that arrogant jerk.
A part of her wondered whether Sirius was jealous of Peakes or something, but she quickly reminded herself that he was the one to break up with her not the other way around, therefore it was his loss. Despite keeping that thought firmly in her mind, she couldn’t help but still wonder about Sirius’ warning. What did he mean?
Realizing that she probably would never understand the mysteries of Sirius’ mind, she made her way back to the Common Room for her free period. She promised herself not to bother thinking anymore about certain boys.
The house was beautiful- old and regal, completely breathtaking. She hadn't been surprised the first time she'd ever made her way through the impossibly long grass, it made sense for them to have such a fancy house but as she began spending more and more time there she realised why they must have loved it so much.
It was old and sandy in colour on the outside, with those little wire balconies around every window in the entire house. The front door was covered in overgrown vines that were a mixture of colours. Inside was even more glamourous, there was five levels and an attic. Although each room was practically bare, little keepsakes and framed portraits had been left around.
There was one portrait that she stopped in front of every time. It was on the first floor, in a corridor for it to be hidden from plain sight. It was of her.
It looked like it had only been painted a few days prior to the house being deserted. Her long blonde hair was let down loosely around her and she wore a bright smile that was somewhat infectious.
She felt sorry for her. She knew what was going on.
Her siblings would never guess that little Anastasia knew but she did. They thought she was too young and childish to realise but she was going to be fifteen soon.
Carefully, Anastasia made her way up the stairs and into Angus' room. He was fourteen too but his family treated him with so much more respect than hers ever had. The Bennett family loved each other, it was obvious. She wanted something like that; she wanted a mother who could always remember her name and siblings who noticed tears in her eyes. But that was the Bennett's, not them.
She wanted to stop it, what her family had been trying to do for hundreds of years. It didn't make sense to her, it wasn't fair. She didn't know how though.
She ran her fingers along the slightly scorched walls- she knew her brother had done it to scare off the Bennett's or anyone else but it looked pathetic to her. Her entire family since the very beginning of this obsession with the Bennett's had been pathetic.
It shamed her to think that not a single one of them had been intelligent or mature enough to stop it. They'd all just let it go on. It wasn't going to last much longer though, Anastasia was sure of that. She would stop this silly thing before someone got hurt.
She would stop it before Angus got hurt.
The Gryffindor Common Room for the first time for as long as Remus could remember was completely empty. He wasn’t quite sure why as classes for the day were over and there was no Hogsmeade trip or Quidditch Game but it was fair to rare for him to worry about for much longer. Instead, he happily sat down on the most comfortable couch and pulled out his book with everything that had happening he’d hardly had the time to think, let alone sit down and read. Therefore he was eternally grateful as to whatever was keeping all the Gryffindors busy.
“Hello handsome” Remus chuckled softly and looked up to see Miranda leaning over the couch; she placed a kiss on his forehead.
“Hey” he replied with a smile, motioning for her to come and sit beside him. She smiled too as she plopped herself down. She reached over and placed a light kiss on his lips before burying herself in his shoulder. “Do you know where everyone is?” he asked, throwing to his book to the side- there was no point trying to read when Miranda was around, he’d get far too distracted.
“Nope” she whispered, her voice muffled by his shoulder. He smiled down at her and pulled her closer to him.
“You want to go for a walk?” Remus asked and Miranda nodded in response, the pair of them laced their fingers together before disappearing through the portrait whole together.
Some minutes later they had started to make their way towards the Owlery- Miranda walking a little bit in front (her energy had kicked in by now) and Remus a few inches behind when from the top of some stairs they were passing came a yelp.
Before either of them really had a chance to be startled, Remus found himself lying on the floor- a headache forming where his head had apparently hit the floor. With a groan, he realised the girl lying on top of him.
“Oh, Gravity works” A moderately surprised voice from the top of the stairs said.
“Uh...Hello” he said, still slightly confused with what had happened. The girl above him blushed deeply, and stood up.
“I’m sorry” she breathed, smoothing over her bright red jumper and pushing her glasses back on the bridge of her nose. “Oh, you’re Ramus right?” The girl asked, her eyebrow arching slightly.
“Remus, actually” he corrected with a small smile to the girl. She apologized again but he stopped her. “You’re Coralie’s friend right?”
“I suppose you could say that, we’re not best friends though yet because we still have awkward silences and best friends don’t have awkward silences, they just have comfortable ones” she finally stopped her fast paced rant to take a breath. “I’m Sarah Barrow” she smiled, sticking her hand out for Remus to shake. He smiled back at her and shook her hand softly.
“You’re friends with Tyler Angelo too, aren’t you?” Miranda cut in with a chuckle. Sarah nodded, though she seemed reluctant for a while.
“Sometimes I’m not entirely sure why” she replied pensively, staring up at the stairs she’d fallen from where Tyler was standing as he recited a poem that none of the three other teenagers had ever heard before. “Are you alright though?” Sarah asked, turning back to Remus who chuckled and rubbed his head a little.
“Just a bump” he assured her, though the pounding in his head was getting worse and worse with every minute.
“I’m really sorry” she said again, her eyebrows furrowing. “My wonderful friend up there decided it would be a good idea to ram me from the top of the stairs” Remus and Miranda both laughed at her sarcastic tone, before she half curtseyed to them and ran back up the stairs.
“Are you sure you’re fine?” Miranda asked when the two Ravenclaw’s disappeared, Remus nodded, deciding that he was going to ignore the pounding in his head...he’d be fine.
“Come on, let’s keep walking” he said, pulling her along as they continued to head towards the Owlery. She complied, though she still wasn’t totally convinced with her boyfriend’s answer.
Within minutes they made their way through the mess that was the Hogwarts’ Owlery. With his headache not easing up at all, Remus leant against the wall and closed his eyes slightly. A few seconds later he was surprised as a cold hand covered his forehead, he reluctantly opened his eyes to see Miranda staring at him with worried eyes.
“I really think you’ve got concussion or something” she frowned and Remus shook his head, or at least tried too. “Come; let’s get you to the Hospital Wing”
“I’m fine” Remus tried to tell her, but she ignored him completely- forcing him to climb down all the stairs again. Needless to say, Remus wasn’t feeling very well nor was he very happy with her for dragging him all the way up there and then back down again in the space of five minutes.
Another five minutes later, Miranda half pushed him into the Hospital Wing and had him sitting down on one of the beds. She disappeared off to find Madam Pomfrey, leaving him to stare up at the roof until she returned a minute later.
“What happened to him exactly Miss Perry?” He heard Madam Pomfrey ask- his headache was making it more and more difficult to focus on what was being said. He saw Madam Pomfrey disappear again before she returned with a bluish potion; Remus quickly swallowed all of it and rested his head back on the pillow. “Better Mr Lupin?” she asked, placing the empty vial on the bedside table. He nodded slightly in reply and she smiled, moving to check on the only other occupant of the Hospital Wing.
A while later, Remus was restored to full health and Madam Pomfrey was bottling a few other potions for him to take back to his dormitory and take whenever he was feeling unwell again at any time.
Lying down in the Hospital Wing for an hour or so had given him time to think. Think about Miranda and what he was. He wanted to tell her more than he had ever wanted to tell anyone about his full-moon tendencies ever…Even more than he had wanted to tell the Marauders all those years back.
How would she react? Would she run screaming and never look at him again? He didn’t know whether he could ever handle that. She meant something to him, and there was that feeling in his gut that told him he could trust her with anything, that he could trust her with this. With that feeling deepening in his stomach and placed at the very front of his mind, he knew what to do.
“I need to tell you something Miranda” he started in a half whisper, his eyes searching Miranda’s face nervously. The feeling in his gut faltered for a minute, what if this was the last time he’d ever get to look at her properly? At least without seeing a disgusted or horrified look on her face.
“I’m listening” Miranda responded calmly though there was an uncertain look in her eyes. Remus sighed, it was now or never but the feeling was still gone.
“There’s something very wrong with me” Miranda furrowed her eyebrows instantly, her hand reaching over to touch Remus on the arm. “I don’t blame you if you running away screaming after I tell you this”
“I wouldn’t” Miranda whispered and Remus smiled softly at her. He took a deep breath and stared her directly in the eye. That feeling had come back, he felt as if he could get up on the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall and scream his confession for her and he wouldn’t care.
“I’m a werewolf”
Authors Note: Okay, I have a feeling some people might say that the whole Remus telling Miranda thing was too quick but I’d like to mention that they’ve been together for fifteen chapters which would be a couple of months- I think it’s reasonable.
Now that’s cleared up, I’m currently doing NaNo at the moment but I am actually finishing this story so updates will possibly be more frequent. Thank you for reading!