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Chapter Eighteen~*~The Consequences Of Our Actions



Peter saw Remus coming inside from the grounds, and pulled Alex along.

“There he is!” he said excitedly. “REMUS!” Peter yelled. Remus looked up, smiling.

“Hey Peter, Alex. What’s up?” he asked jovially.

“What’s wrong with you?” Alex said, seeing his happy expression. “Are you drunk?” Remus gave a laugh.

“No, of course not. What’s the matter with you two?”

“It’s about Heather and Sirius,” Peter said firmly. Remus’ face became serious once again. Peter was relieved. He didn’t like seeing Remus smile, it was so unnatural. Remus wasn’t supposed to smile, or be happy. Remus was calm. Remus was smart. But Remus wasn’t happy.

“We can’t let this continue. We have to do something,” Alex said. Remus nodded.

“I know. I tried to talk to her about it at dinner, I don’t know why she wants to break up with him!” he said frustrated. The other two were silent, shuffling their feet guiltily. “What?” Remus asked, frowning.

“Well...it was my fault...” Peter began.

“No...it was mine. I talked him into it,” Alex said.

“But it was my idea,” Peter said.

“I don’t care who did it! Just tell me what ‘it’ is!” Remus said angrily.

“Well, we wanted them to break up,” Peter said.

“But now we don’t,”Alex hurried to explain. Remus didn’t know what to say. This was their doing?!

“You guys did this!?” Remus roared. They both winced.

“We asked Lucius to make her do it, because we...” Alex began, but she trailed off in desperation. Remus’ eyes narrowed dangerously. Peter had never seen him this angry.

“What have you done...” Remus said softly. “These past weeks of torture, and neither of you said anything!!??”

“I thought she killed my parents!” Alex said, very upset. Peter put his arms around her. Remus stared, first at Alex’s words, and then at Peter’s actions. Peter and Alex? Together?

“And I just wanted to help Alex,” Peter said, completely forgetting his plans at changing Sirius and Heather. They could be Blood-Traitors all the wanted. Alex liked muggles, and she was still the most beautiful and wonderful thing that could bless his life.

“So you wanted revenge?” Remus asked Alex, trying to understand. Alex nodded, ashamed. “And what did Lucius do...” he said, hating Lucius even more.

“He threatened to kill Sirius if Heather so much as smiled at him ever again. He told her to break up with him, and that she would become a Death Eater, or Sirius would die,” Peter said. Remus nearly fell over.

“And you did this?” Remus asked Peter in a furiously calm voice. “A Marauder did this?”

“Yes...” Peter said softly. Remus did the first thing that came to mind. He grabbed Peter, and punched him. Peter slammed to the floor in shock. Alex let out a terrified squeal, and dropped to Peter’s aid.

“You two disgust me...” Remus said before walking away towards the one place he knew Sirius would hide. Peter stared after him in disbelief. Remus was certainly not himself...and he didn’t like it...

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Heather sat in front of the fire, clutching a pillow. She watched as the flames grew and fell softly. They were as a group of swaying people, their yellow bodies whipping about, screaming their agony. Heather shivered. She wished she could lose herself in the flame. How long would she have to endure this? When would she finally get over the hurt of losing him? She already knew the answer to that...never.

The Portrait Hole gave a soft moan as somebody entered the Common Room. Heather turned in her seat to see Lily.

“Hey,” Heather said, attempting conversation.

“Hello,” Lily said coldly, sitting down at a different couch and pulling out a piece of parchment. She then pulled out a quill, and began writing.

“What are you doing?” Heather said, craving any sort of friendly conversation. Anything to take her mind off of Sirius.

“Writing,” Lily said without looking up.

“Homework?”

“No.”

“Letter?”

“Yes,” Lily said, rather irritated. Heather noticed her tone of voice, and gave up on trying to talk. She closed her eyes in pain and sat back, clutching the pillow even tighter.

“Alright then,” she whispered softly. The two sat in silence for a very long time, and it was awhile before Heather realized that Lily had stopped writing. She was looking very sad and confused. After a few minutes, she slammed her quill down on the paper, turning furiously to Heather.

“Why did you do that!?” she asked, tears in her eyes. Heather didn’t need to ask what she was talking about.

“We weren’t good for each other,” Heather said, looking anywhere but Lily’s confused face. Lily’s eyes fogged over.

“Heather...I can tell something is wrong...” Lily began, pleadingly. Heather could tell she missed their friendship as much as Heather did.

“I forgot something in the Great Hall,” Heather said quickly.

“Heather! Please, just tell me!” Lily said, standing up.

“See you,” Heather said over her shoulder, as the Portrait Hole closed.

“That was rather rude of you,” the Fat Lady said reprovingly.

“Thanks, but when I need lessons in manners, I’ll ask next time,” Heather snapped.

“Oh...looks like somebody’s in a mood!” the Fat Lady sniffed. Heather bit her tongue and walked away. She clutched her fists together, her shoulders tense and her breathing choppy.

“Heather!” a new voice carried after her. Her bones chilled as that voice crawled up her spine. She kept walking. “Heather, stop right now!” he sounded furious. She couldn’t handle this anymore. She couldn’t face him.... Strong arms stopped her escape.

“Let me go,” she said firmly.

“You’re coming with me, we need to talk!” Sirius roared in anger. Heather rolled her eyes and pulled away.

“I’ve said all I need to say.”

“I haven’t,” he said, dragging her with him.

“Let me go!” Heather yelled at him, trying desperately to get away. She reached for her wand but Sirius wrested it from her with unnerving ease. “Sirius...please.... If you don’t leave me alone, I’m going to call for a teacher!” Sirius decided to stop that plan by placing his free hand over her mouth. Heather closed her eyes in heart-ache. He dragged her into one of the empty classrooms, and shut the door.

“Alright...” Sirius began.

“No, Sirius. Nothing you can say will make me come back to you,” she said, backing up against the wall. Sirius advanced, however, and she realized that she was trapped. She waited with baited breath for his next move. What would he do? She wasn’t sure, but all the guesses in the world could not have prepared her for what he did next.

A/N: Well, this was definately a difficult chapter for me to write. For one, I needed to write Remus out of character, which was a little odd. Then, I had to write Alex out of character! Both were a little wacko, because of the things happening in the story. Remus met Candy...therefore he is unusually happy. Alex is feeling guilty, therefore she is unusually nice! Oh well, hopefully my struggle didn't showthrough in my writings! So, now that I left you that wonderful cliffie...what will Sirius do!?! DUNDUNDUUUUUUUUN!

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