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Teddy Lupin and the Forest Guard, Chapter Nine: The Mapmakers' Mark, pt. 3 - The Phantom Librarian
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Teddy Lupin and the Forest Guard, Chapter Nine: The Mapmakers' Mark, pt. 3
I'm off my outline. Oops. Still on schedule, though, and hopefully, it will come back together after Christmas break.

Anyway, Teddy has tried his father's wand on the Marauder's Map and discovered a new trick--it reveals things that the Marauders lost around the school. Teddy finds a couple of presents his father lost, along with random junk (a half-finished paper, used quills, and a button), but the rest of the marks aren't in common areas. One mark is in the DADA office, the rest are all in the top floor dormitory. (Yes, I know my math is now off, given that James and Lily's birth dates are 1960, and they therefore wouldn't be divided by sevens from Harry and Harry wouldn't work out mathematically to have James's room, but I am invoking Rowling's Law of Mathematical Convenience, to wit, I say it's the same room, so there. :p)

His friend Ruthless reminds him that there's a Quidditch game on Saturday, and when he confides that he wants to sneak into that dormitory, she offers to keep watch for him.

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Teddy took a bit of grief about not going to the Quidditch game, with some of the Gryffindors joking--he hoped--that having friends in Slytherin was splitting his loyalties. (Corky and Maurice didn't help in this regard by turning his tie into a cloth snake during Potions; it started hissing at the dinner table on Friday before Teddy had noticed it, and he was forced to turn their robes scarlet and gold as soon as they stood up.) Still, by breakfast on the morning of the game, it didn't seem to be of any great interest to anyone whether or not he went. They were all arguing about flying speed and past history and whether or not the try-outs had been fair. The team, resplendent in its scarlet robes, left the Common Room with an escort that consisted of nearly everyone other than Ruthless and Teddy. According to the Map, which Teddy had hidden in his Transfiguration book, Ruthless was alone in her sixth floor dormitory, pacing around (he pictured her in her pajamas, muttering under her breath about Quidditch); two sixth year girls were huddled in theirs, and one fourth year boy was off in the showers. As Teddy watched, Ruthless left her dormitory and started down the stairs. He cleared the Map and put it under his robes.

She appeared at the bottom of the girls' stairs (not in her pajamas; she'd picked Muggle jeans and a Lee Jordan tee shirt for the day) and said, "Ready, Lupin?"

Teddy nodded and led the way up the stairs to the third-year dormitory, all the way at the top of Gryffindor Tower.

"What do you need in here, anyway?" Ruthless asked.

"Not sure, yet."

She took this well enough, and leaned against the wall. "Close the door while you're in there," she said. "If they come back up, I'll be loud and obnoxious long enough for you to hide. I mean, there's not really anywhere you could go if they start coming."

Teddy looked down the narrow stairwell and decided she was right, though he had no idea how long he could hide.

He looked at the dormitory door. Unlike his own, this one was heavily decorated. All five boys' names were painted in large red letters (Chet Fleming had clumsily added ", Chaser" to his), and they were surrounded by posters of Quidditch games and bands, including the Moonhowlers, a band that idolized werewolves and howled through their songs. They'd actually been popular several years ago; now they were considered "classic," and they sent Granny into a towering rage. He thought he would have to use Alohomora, but when he tried the doorknob, the door swung open easily.

His eyes watered, and he heard Ruthless making a gagging sound. "I think," she said, "that I'm happy to stay on the girls' side."

"Don't blame all of us," Teddy said, and gingerly went into the room. He'd never thought of himself as particularly neat or clean--and he had several yellings-at about this at home to prove it--but he suddenly felt like a paragon of housekeeping virtue. The third years' room was strewn with every item of clothing they had, much if it smelling more than a little bit ripe. Some of it had actually landed in the bins the elves would take, but most was nowhere near it. Some kind of food had to have rotted, though he couldn't see where, and the water in someone's toad's cage was green with algae. The toad looked hopefully at Teddy, who raised his wand and did what he could to at least clear its drinking water. He gave Ruthless--still pretending to gag--a helpless look, then closed the door behind him.

The third years had taken bright red tape and split the room in a jagged line from the door to the far wall, with three beds on one side and two on the other. Trunks were arranged to make pillbox fortresses. Teddy imagined they hexed one another from behind them; he'd joined the Weasley girls once for a marshmallow war and the set-up looked something like this (he and Marie had beaten Victoire and Aimee quite handily). He shook his head, trying to accustom himself to the stench, and pulled out the Marauders' Map and watched the animals drag it to the margins. He tapped it with his father's wand, but his eyes were watering and he missed the wolf. The stag, which he'd hit with a glancing blow, looked at him curiously.

"Sorry," Teddy muttered, then pointed more carefully and said, "Revelo Lupinus." The wolf jumped down and marked all of its places. There were four here, three of them gathered at a spot under the window. The fourth seemed to be at a wardrobe. Since Teddy could see nothing under the window, he tried the wardrobe first, knocking it to find hollow places, running his hands over it for tiny pockets. Finally, he got down on the floor by the clawed feet, lit the wand, and looked at the base. A blank piece of parchment, curling at the edges, was stuck there. Teddy tried to pry it loose and got nowhere, so he used the wand and tried "Libero," which Granny used to get things down if they had Sticking Charms on them.

The parchment floated down to the floor. Only the side which had faced out was blank. The other, he recognized straight off: towers, battlements, corridors... they had tried to start another Map. He smiled. It was in his father's hand. He had drawn the first one, at least the basic parts of it. The style was the same. This one wasn't charmed, and no figures appeared on it, but Teddy was happy to fold it up and put it in his pocket.

He went to the window and began to examine the wall beneath it. All around the base, there was a wooden baseboard, which, if it was like Teddy's dormitory, it contained a warming charm. He knocked at it, hearing the muffled tone of sound against the stone behind it as he edged across it, carefully hitting every bit of it he could find. He was finally rewarded at the very bottom, toward the right side of the window, by a hollow kind of boom.

He couldn't see any finger-holds, so he tried opening it magically, and wasn't in the least bit surprised when the previously unbroken surface of the wood split and rose, revealing a single missing stone beneath it. The tower had obviously been built with a small gap between the inner and outer walls, and as Teddy crouched down, he could see that four inches of gap-space had, indeed, been used repeatedly to stash treasures. A hand-shaped area near the opening had been cleared, like someone had quickly stuck a fist in and grabbed, but it was obvious that there was more beyond it. Not everything here was accounted for by the marks on the Map, and he guessed that he'd find James Potter's things, and Sirius Black's, and Peter Pettigrew's... and that's if they were the only people to find it. He suspected they were, but told himself not to think of them as so very special, as he was bound to be disappointed.

He reached in and grabbed for whatever he could get.

Ancient, crumbling sweets came out (one paw print disappeared), along with Chocolate Frog cards that had been mouse-gnawed over the years. A magazine with an unpleasant, greasy feel to it came next, and a witch with very large, very water-warped breasts jiggled and smiled in Teddy's direction. He looked at the Map; none of the paw prints had disappeared, and he was glad. The poem to Constanza had been quite bad enough. Beyond the magazine, he had to crane his neck to see what his wand was lighting up. A small, Muggle notebook was lying against the wall, and he pulled it out. Statistics on Quidditch teams--dated around thirty-five years ago--spilled down from the margin, along with notes on bets. He shook his head and looked further. A box of very ancient dog treats came next, and a handful of Muggle money that had been hidden away for some reason. Teddy didn't have much of a notion of what Muggle money was worth, but he had a feeling this wouldn't buy much. He checked the map; another paw print had disappeared. There was only one thing left that belonged to his father, and it was meant to be here in the wall, but try as he might, Teddy couldn't see anything more in the direction he was looking.

He rolled over and pointed the wand further along the wall in the other direction.

A letter had been jammed very carefully against the inner wall, and he pried it loose only with difficulty. It was addressed to Sirius, and, though the hiding had led Teddy to believe it was something he might be ashamed of, like a love note from a girl or some such, it turned out to be a quick, bland note from his brother Regulus, telling him about a Potions detention they'd both apparently got at the same time. Puzzled, Teddy put it with the rest. A fairly large box was jammed in behind this, and he pulled it out, scraping the floor as he did so. It looked like a jewelry box, and there were snakes carved into it. He opened it. There were pictures here, of the two Black brothers mostly, though he thought he saw Granny, as a very pretty young girl, hanging about in several of them. The one on top showed Sirius with his brother on his back, carrying him around Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place, laughing. Regulus looked deliriously happy; Teddy was reminded of Aimee on the rope swing at Shell Cottage as Victoire pushed her, twirling, into the sky. This had, at some point, been crinkled into a ball, then flattened and shoved back into the box. Teddy couldn't imagine why they would have left all of the pictures here. He put them into the pile and tried to think of a way to explain them so that he could give them to Granny.

He was about to give up, even though the last paw print was still there, when he caught a glimpse of a scroll, stuck almost too far back to reach without a Summoning Charm, which he was nowhere near mastering.

Lying on his side, Teddy reached into the hole. His fingers brushed the scroll, but he couldn't quite get to it, so he morphed his arm longer (and a bit thinner), grabbed it, and dragged it out. The last paw print disappeared.

Teddy unrolled the scroll. It was blank.

He frowned.

"There you are!"

Teddy jumped at the sound of Ruthless's voice outside, and heard her stomp across in front of the door.

"What're you doing here, you freak?" one of the third years said.

"We're going to talk about hex wars and my ink bottle and--"

"That was an accident! I told you I was sorry about that. I have to get back to the game, I'm just getting--hey, out of my way!"

As Ruthless started a high-pitched diatribe outside, Teddy cast about for somewhere to hide. The wardrobes were all full and probably had spills of rubbish on their floors, and the spaces under the beds were crammed. He also had the board open--he shut it quickly--and a pile of thirty-year-old trash on the floor.

The doorknob rattled.

Teddy shoved the lost items unceremoniously into a pile of dirty robes, then flopped down on top of them himself, morphing his skin to look like more cloth, making himself as thin as he dared without crushing anything he needed. He flung a few more real robes over himself just as the door opened and a very annoyed-looking third year stomped in, muttering about mad girls. Teddy watched him through eyes he didn't dare open to more than slits.

"Bloody, damned... Next time something happens to her, it's on purpose..." He flung one of the trunks open and pulled out a large scarlet banner, then left. Ruthless harangued him down the stairs.

Teddy decided to wait for an all-clear. A moment later, the door opened again, and Ruthless said, "Lupin? Lupin, did you get out?"

He stood up.

Ruthless jumped. "All right," she said, "that's an interesting way to scare me to death."

Teddy relaxed the morph. "You? Scared?"

"Well, you know... startled," she corrected herself, though her face was paper white. "Did you get it?"

Teddy nodded and gathered up the pile of things he'd found.

"That's quite a lot."

"There was more than I was expecting."

"And it's all yours? Really?"

"Would you steal things from this?" Teddy pointed around the room.

"I see your point."

He carefully closed the door behind them as they left and went down to his own dormitory to drop off the pile of Marauder rubbish on his bed. He very much wanted to examine the blank scroll that had been so carefully hidden, but it seemed rude to shut the door in Ruthless's face just now, so he went back outside, did some homework with her, and had lunch in the nearly empty Great Hall. After, she wanted to go to the library, and Teddy gratefully declined, claiming he'd left his Potions assignment in his room. A few minutes later, he slipped behind his closed door, got out the scroll, and unrolled it.

He pointed Dad's wand at it and said, "I solemnly swear I'm up to no good."

A moment later, words appeared:

THE KEYS TO THE CASTLE
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kizmet_42 From: kizmet_42 Date: August 19th, 2007 02:17 am (UTC) (Link)
Oh, boy.

Ohboyohboyohboy!
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 19th, 2007 03:29 am (UTC) (Link)
Thanks!
From: (Anonymous) Date: August 19th, 2007 02:40 am (UTC) (Link)
Oooo, what's Lee Jordan up to? (of all the things I could have chosen to fixate on, I chose probably the most irrelevant. oh well.) ~mary
miseri From: miseri Date: August 19th, 2007 03:08 am (UTC) (Link)
I kind of fixated on that too. I kind of imagine the shirt to be sort of like one of those with that Che Guevara print on them....
willowbough From: willowbough Date: August 19th, 2007 02:42 am (UTC) (Link)


Ooh! ::rubs hands together gleefully:: Teddy's struck paydirt, and I can hardly wait to see what happens next. And I'm sure Harry and James at least would ve very interested in the past detritus left by Padfoot and Prongs.

Priceless description of the pigsty that is the third-year boys' dorm. I feel sorry for the toad, not to mention the house-elves. And it's a pity that those boys can't stand each other if they're stuck together for four more years.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 19th, 2007 03:36 am (UTC) (Link)
Though if he has to go back into that dormitory, maybe he should wait and take a summer trip up with Uncle Harry...

I feel bad for the toad, too; poor thing.
From: (Anonymous) Date: August 19th, 2007 02:49 am (UTC) (Link)
What Kizmet_42 said.

Oh, and the pictures of Regulus (sniff). And the note (sniff, again).

The magazine was Peter's, wasn't it?

Ellen
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 19th, 2007 03:37 am (UTC) (Link)
Yeah. Surely, everyone could see by the fact that he was into Teh Pr0n that he would go bad. ;p

(I just associate it, in Peter's case, with his general inferiority complex, being more comfortable with his fantasy girlies than real ones.)
From: (Anonymous) Date: August 19th, 2007 02:53 am (UTC) (Link)
Nice one! All of this Marauders stuff is great, though it makes me miss Remus even more sometimes. Oh and I wanted to compliment you on the hint to Peter's potion prowess (oh the alliteration!) in part one of this chapter. The part in this one about Teddy's tie disappointed me though, since I've never envisioned the Hogwarts robes to look like Muggle uniforms with cloaks over them (sometimes) like they are in the movies (meaning in my mind they never had ties). Obviously that's your preference though and I shouldn't complain since your stories are so awesome! Thanks for sharing them!
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 19th, 2007 03:39 am (UTC) (Link)
Eh, I'll grab stuff from the movies if it's convenient, and I like the ties. I ignore stuff that I dislike (pink hoodies do not exist). ;p
izhilzha From: izhilzha Date: August 19th, 2007 03:01 am (UTC) (Link)
Oh, my, this whole thing with the Map keeping track of the Marauder's possessions...is just brilliant. You continue to amaze me with this story.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 19th, 2007 03:41 am (UTC) (Link)
Thanks. It just seemed like a logical thing that they might want the map to be able to do.
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fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 19th, 2007 03:43 am (UTC) (Link)
He's definitely planning on sharing the pictures with Andromeda, as soon as he figures out how to do it without copping to breaking into the third year dormitory and using a piece of Marauder contraband to do it. :)
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ladylothwen From: ladylothwen Date: August 19th, 2007 03:34 am (UTC) (Link)
And the plot thickens even more -- and it's not even Christmas!
I do love the whole idea of the map keeping track of their belongings. It's interesting to see how much Harry never knew about the map.
And the pictures of Sirius and Regulus just made me feel so sad for them both. More alike than they knew...
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 19th, 2007 03:44 am (UTC) (Link)
I really, truly hope that in the afterlife, Sirius and Regulus get some time to sit down and get to be brothers again.
petitecrivan From: petitecrivan Date: August 19th, 2007 03:37 am (UTC) (Link)
I can't wait to see where you're going with this...
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 19th, 2007 03:45 am (UTC) (Link)
I'm sort of curious myself, being off my outline...
marikenobi From: marikenobi Date: August 19th, 2007 04:13 am (UTC) (Link)
Game on!!

Woo!

fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 19th, 2007 01:35 pm (UTC) (Link)
Heh. Yes, the game's afoot, Watson. :)
darth_pipes From: darth_pipes Date: August 19th, 2007 04:36 am (UTC) (Link)
Very good, Fern.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 19th, 2007 01:36 pm (UTC) (Link)
Thanks, Pipes.
persephone_kore From: persephone_kore Date: August 19th, 2007 04:47 am (UTC) (Link)
Ruth's behavior here is fascinating me about as much as the map! (Although I definitely got a little shiver at "The Keys to the Castle.") It has to be based entirely on what she thinks of Teddy personally, since what he's doing appears to be (from her perspective) fairly bizarre and almost completely unexplained.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 19th, 2007 01:38 pm (UTC) (Link)
A lot is driven by her dislike of the third years--hey, Teddy's doing something that involves invading their space--but I think she figures that eventually, Teddy will tell he what he's up to.
kizmet_42 From: kizmet_42 Date: August 19th, 2007 05:39 am (UTC) (Link)
Ruth reminds me of OOTP Ginny. Very accepting of boy vagaries and weirdness and willing to do what is needed.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 19th, 2007 01:38 pm (UTC) (Link)
There's definitely a Ginny element in there. I suspect that Ruth may also have brothers.
jedi_chick From: jedi_chick Date: August 19th, 2007 08:39 am (UTC) (Link)
Ooo! The last five words are spine-chill inducing. Can't wait to see where it goes!

I love the little details you have sprinkled throughout, from the Lee Jordan tee shirt and the Moonhowlers band to the way Regulus and Sirius could compare to Aimee and Victoire. And Teddy morphing like a pile of dirty clothes was a very nice touch indeed.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 19th, 2007 01:40 pm (UTC) (Link)
Who needs Disillusioning Charms, right? :p
shiiki From: shiiki Date: August 19th, 2007 12:17 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oh, this keeps getting better! I love all the little items Teddy finds!
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 19th, 2007 01:41 pm (UTC) (Link)
Thanks. Though I'm wondering why the boys left in such a hurry that they didn't clean their hidey-hole out better. Oh, well. In Shifts, I mentioned them getting completely soused when they finished their NEWTs. Maybe they almost overslept the train and just grabbed everything quickly.
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