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Human Nature Book: VI
The train battle for Hogwarts (aftermath)
By Ottery St. Catchpole
The NEW & Vastly Improved Apocalyptic Uber Mensch totally manly and vastly less romantic violent and Capitalisticly greedy like Bankers and Wall St. Human Nature!
*Ottery walks in* WTF?!!!!!!!! NO! *takes his fic back*
Still Book II: A new beginning … or old friends meet new ends …
Chapter: The end of one era begins another … the non-train era :3
“Don’t think more of me, point and fire
Your heart I’ve broken, love, shoot me, fire
Don’t think more of me, don’t expect of me anything
Your heart I’ve broken, love, shoot me, fire here … here …”
Infinitely better by Laura Pausini, humbly translated by me
The world was spiraling out of control, Remus Lupin could see that from the headlines. He had been wise not to let the boy onto the train not with Bellatrix on the loose. She did not know about the boy and Remus would see to it that she never did. That however had not stopped the Death Eaters invading the Hogwarts Express or the attacks at the Ministry, the bombings and retaliations of the Death Eaters since the capture and betrayal of one of their own. London burned tonight. A direct consequence of Ottery’s use of the Imperius curse. The Daily Prophet had not specified who had done it but Remus had heard rumors.
Elsewhere Remus knew some of his students lay dead. The newspaper had not revealed names but there had been casualties. He could not think about whether or not he had taught them well enough their defensive tactics, poor blundering Neville came to mind or Ernie who always seemed to announce his moves.
“Is everything all right, Remus?” the boy asked.
“What? Oh, yes, Nicholas,” Remus replied, standing up from where he had been perched on the window sill watching the quiet countryside. He folded the newspaper in his hands, careful to cover the front page folded in.
“I’ve read the papers, when I went to get eggs in town,” the boy added. “Not that I needed to, it’s all everyone’s been talking about, magic folk and muggles.”
Remus looked at the boy. It was silly to try to protect them from every evil in the world, but it was an instinct that you simply could not bury. He spared a thought for Romulus and then didn’t bother with it anymore. Melancholy had its place but that place was not during a crisis. Melancholy was a luxury of sentiment for better times when one could lose oneself to introspection.
“We should have been on that train,” the boy said. “We could have helped.”
“We could have died,” Remus replied. “Or hadn’t you read the news? There were a lot of Death Eaters.”
“So, what? Hiding out is the best thing to do?”
“You’re my charge, and I’m going to protect you. That doesn’t mean that I don’t think a good sounding wouldn’t benefit you.”
“We could have helped!”
“You’re a liability. You’re not that well trained, and there were too many Death Eaters! What would two more people have done differently when even Sebastian’s people couldn’t help?”
“I don’t know! Something!”
Just then Tonks walked in carrying a sack of groceries, over the top of which peeked a loaf of French bread.
“Boys?”
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