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Teddy Lupin and the Hunter's Moon, Chapter 2: Trollsbane Tarn, pt. 1 - The Phantom Librarian
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Teddy Lupin and the Hunter's Moon, Chapter 2: Trollsbane Tarn, pt. 1
New story, switching to rotae's other icon for the default to celebrate the newness. :)

Chapter 6 of Forest Guard is up. I made it a little clearer that Frankie is not as popular as Teddy thinks of him as. I forgot to change all the "Longbottoms" to "Professor Longbottoms"--oops. Fixed a couple of little beta things.

Anyway, on to this one. Only one part so far, and Teddy's not privy to it, though he will be soon enough--Greyback's pack violently broke him out of Azkaban. ETA, the song that Donzo's going on about at the end is this one.

Table of Contents and Summary So Far




The silver light of the full July moon sat softly on the land, resting in cradles of curled leaves and draping like a satin blanket over fells and forests. It seeped between the trees, coating everything in something neither light nor shadow, and dappling the well-kept path beside the oak rail fence. The path was strewn with pine needles, and in the night, they seemed quiet. In the day, they moved constantly, forming arrows and signs to guide hikers as they made their way around the grounds, trying to find their way to their assigned camps.

At the moment, the needles swerved off in the direction the last group had gone, around a bend and up a hill. A blue and white sign showed a troll, pointing up the path with his club toward what he identified as "Trollsbane Tarn." In the distance, the soft moonlight became sound, the music of a quietly picked guitar, and of a boy's voice raised over the gentle crackling of a campfire.

The boy singing was sitting on a fallen log, his guitar resting lightly on his knee. Its strap, blue with bronze embroidery, said "Donzo." Sitting on the ground in front of him, her blue eyes wide and admiring, was a simply beautiful girl of eleven with blond hair that waved gently over her shoulders. Beyond her, four more boys and one more girl were gathered in a circle, listening to the guitar player, but engaged in their own business. Two of the boys were fifteen, one skinny and gawky, the other hefty and wearing wire-framed glasses. The girl was fourteen, with wild, curly red hair and a habit of reaching for glasses that were no longer there. She dressed in a bulky sweatshirt and loose-fitting boys' shorts, but wasn't able to hide the growing up she'd done over the past several months, much to her embarrassment. She studiously avoided looking at the blond girl under any circumstances. The other two boys were thirteen. One of these was small and dark, still looking like a child; the other had grown six inches, and his shoulders had begun to spread. He looked astoundingly like the large man behind him, who was speaking to a skinny fellow with a shock of sandy brown hair falling over his forehead. Between them, a small thirteen-year-old boy with long, straight blond hair looked eagerly back and forth, following their conversation--about the native birds here--with great interest.

Finally, at the far edge of the clearing, lying alone and looking up at the full moon, was Teddy Lupin, thin like his father, small and compact like his mother, with her nose and cheekbones (when he was resting) and his eyes and mouth. His hair was light brown, but he'd streaked it with the red and gold of his school House in back, and in front, he'd created a large swath of his favorite bluish green. As he watched the moon, he concentrated on these streaks, and they all turned gray, then pink, then white.

Teddy wasn't sad, or sulking, though Victoire had asked about the former and Ruthless had accused him of the latter. He'd just decided to make a point of enjoying a little bit of each full moon, to make up for the ones his father had missed due to his inconvenient transformations into a monster. He'd started this ritual last month, and rather liked it. It was a nice feeling to lie still and appreciate the sky. He felt like he ought to be thinking of Dad, but in fact, he wasn't thinking of much of anything, just feeling the feather touch of the breeze and listening to Donzo play.

Donzo McCormack was the eldest of Teddy's friends in his year--he would be fourteen in October--and his voice had started to change last winter. He'd briefly held out hope that he could quit his singing career on the rationale that he no longer had a good voice, but really, once it had stopped cracking, it had turned out to be better than it used to be, and Donzo, for all of his objections, didn't really seem to have any inclination to quit. Still, he was definitely happier here, singing on his own to his friends, than he had seemed in the rehearsals they'd all attended to provide moral support last week.

"Lupin!"

Teddy tipped his head back, and saw Ruthless Scrimgeour standing above him, chugging her hourly dose of Clear-Eye Concoction, her nose wrinkling between gulps. Her sweatshirt was loose enough to be bloused out, and from this angle, Teddy could see straight up to a bit of heavy white cloth that he thought might be her brassiere. He rolled over quickly and sat up straight, glad that it wasn't easy to see a blush in this light. "What?"

"We voted. You've done your pining, melodramatic orphan act for fifteen minutes. Time to get up." She held out her hand to help him (or, more likely, drag him) to his feet.

Teddy took it, then let go quickly, as his hands had started sweating. He got up and followed her over to the campfire. Maurice Burke, who still looked exactly as he had first year, barely even taller, winced at Teddy's hair. "D'you know it's bright pink?"

Teddy hadn't really kept track of where he'd stopped his hair cycling through its colors, and probably would have changed it to something else if Maurice hadn't looked so pained, but as it was, he left it, shrugging to indicate that he was exactly cool enough to keep it pink without worrying about the consequences. That all of them knew he'd never dare to do it outside their little circle mattered not a whit.

Donzo had finished his song--a new one he was going to record next month, and was now just fiddling with chords. Victoire Weasley was still watching him with rapt attention. Teddy didn't think her parents would like that very well, so he tapped her shoulder and pulled her over to the main group, where Frankie Apcarne was trying to explain a new concept he'd heard of in the role playing game they'd all played avidly all summer.

"It's like the dice game, except that you're actually moving about," he said. "And you got a costume, and when there's a fight, you fight it."

"In other words," Corky Atkinson said, "it's playing cops and robbers. Running around and saying, 'Bang, bang' when we're supposed to shoot someone."

"No--Weasleys' is putting out little mocks." Frankie reached into his bag and pulled out a catalog from Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. He opened it to show them George Weasley's new line of Muggles and Minions accessories, and showed them little wooden guns that Teddy knew made a kind of beeping sound and made a little purple spot on the intended target. Everyone on the page was dressed up in costumes. Teddy rather fancied the idea of dressing up like a space man and pretending to shoot lasers--he'd helped George come up with this, and little James Potter was fully engaged in the idea and had been shooting up his house for a week--but as no one else was admitting to such a thing, he thought it might be the better part of valor not to mention it. Frankie sighed and put it away. "I guess I'll be too busy with O.W.L.s this year anyway. Tinny said she wanted to do it, though."

"Too bad she didn't come to say so," Ruthless grumbled. She'd goaded Victoire into asking to come along--calling her "Miss Fancy-Knickers" when they'd both been at Teddy's for a game and generally implying that she couldn't handle the outdoors--so that she wouldn't be the only girl around (Tinny was traveling with her family and Bernice was working at her cousin's shop), but Teddy didn't think she was especially glad of it. Victoire was not only capable of life outdoors, she actually was better at it than Ruthless was, and had set herself up to make friends with Ruthless... which, unfortunately, wasn't Victoire's strong suit. She'd apparently decided that the best way to make friends was to tell Ruthless how she ought to handle her unmanageable hair, to repack Ruthless's bags more efficiently, and to set up a complicated system of splitting the tasks in caring for their tent. Ruthless, whose idea of advanced hair care was a rubber band that made it puff out like a curly red puffskein sitting on the back of her neck, was not appreciative. By the second day of their week long camping trip, the girls were in a state of open warfare, much to everyone else's entertainment, except the two chaperons--Frankie's dad, Daffy, and Corky's dad, a huge, broad-faced Canadian called Hutch.

Hutch noticed Victoire grinning over her shoulder before anyone else did, and was up and across to the gathered knot of the Forest Guard almost in time to stop Ruthless from sitting down.

Almost.

Teddy saw the flash of purple on the ground just a second too late to prevent Ruthless from sitting down on it. As soon as she dropped down, there was a loud sound of squeaking animals. She jumped up, screaming in revulsion, then saw the piece of purple plastic that had scurried over while she wasn't looking--Teddy guessed it had been sent as soon as she'd grumbled about Tinny. It split into several pieces, all of them nudging affectionately at Ruthless's ankles.

Donzo laughed.

Ruthless picked up one of the pieces (each was labeled "Weasleys' Wailing Wombats") and threw it at him.

He caught it easily.

"Enough!" Hutch Atkinson said, standing up. He waved his wand, and the pieces of the Wailing Wombat flew over to him. He looked at them and rolled his eyes. "I don't know about your uncle's shop, Victoire."

"I think we should make a rule about Victoire using Weasley products," Frankie's friend, Zach Templeton, said. "The rest of us have to pay for them."

"So do I!" Victoire protested, though Teddy knew perfectly well that she'd been given a huge trunk full of pranks for Hogwarts on her eleventh birthday, and she'd only used four of them on Ruthless so far.

"How 'bout we quit the pranks?" Hutch said. "Come on. We've got a campfire. There's a scary story contest in the lodge tomorrow night. Who wants to try one out on us to get some practice?"

"Teddy should," Frankie said. Maurice and Corky seconded this enthusiastically.

"Oh!" Victoire said, "Tell that one you made up for Artie, about the real girl who was trapped in the portrait!"

"No, the sunlight vampire one," Corky said. "That one's cool."

While they argued about which story they wanted to hear, Hutch and Daffy broke out the marshmallows. As they skewered them for toasting, Teddy made up a Muggles-and-Minions sort of story about a mad killer on the loose, who especially went after wizarding children on camping trips. They all listened with great attention--even Daffy and Hutch--as they toasted and ate a bag full of marshmallows. Teddy made a band of campers who were fighting, and they were down to the last one.

"And the last thing she ever heard," he said ominously as he drew it to a close, "was the sound of someone pulling out the pegs on her tent!"

They all apparently found it satisfactory--years of doing this with James had left Teddy reasonably good at it--and duly urged him to go to the lodge tomorrow to compete with other campers. He said he'd think about it.

"I think we should sing," Daffy suggested. "Donzo, would you mind playing?"

Donzo got his guitar eagerly. "Oh, I learned a Muggle song that has Canada in it," he said. "Someplace called 'Jasper.' Is that near you?"

"Jasper..." Corky said. "Yeah, right next door. It's not much further from us than Mexico City, is it, Dad?"

Hutch swatted the back of Corky's head fondly, and Teddy was struck by how much they looked alike. When Corky grew up, he would look like Hutch's twin. "Don't be rude," he said. "I think I know the song Donzo means. It's a good one, if he wants to give it to us."

Donzo smiled and started playing another folksy sort of guitar song, this one about a couple of men wandering around in Jasper, Alberta. Once it was done, they went through his growing collection of Muggles and Minions songs, including the Ballad of Wings, which he'd written for Teddy's character, and The Tube Crawl Tarantella, which had a dance that went along with it. By the time he'd finished the show, even the girls were laughing.

It was late by the time they slipped off to the tents, and Teddy was looking forward to crawling into his puffy sleeping bag between Frankie and the kitchen table, but he waited until everyone else had gone in and he had a moment alone. He looked up at the moon and smiled. "'Night, Moony," he said.

There was no mystical answer. After a moment, Teddy ducked into the tent, waited behind Maurice for a long time to use the toilet, then slid into his sleeping bag and was asleep before he even got comfortable.

He dreamed of blood on the moon.
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allie_meril From: allie_meril Date: October 1st, 2007 04:18 am (UTC) (Link)
Auuugghhhh, so lovely and peaceful, and then the tension just skyrockets with that last line...

I'm looking forward to Victoire at Hogwarts: what she'll get up to with a trunkful of WWW products! :D

Typo: "How 'bout we quite the pranks?"
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 1st, 2007 04:31 am (UTC) (Link)
Oops, got it, thanks!

You know George has just been dying for Weasleys to get back to Hogwarts.
darth_pipes From: darth_pipes Date: October 1st, 2007 04:27 am (UTC) (Link)
Very nice interaction between the gang, Fern. Ruthless continues to be my favorite character.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 1st, 2007 04:32 am (UTC) (Link)
Oh, good--with her being flat mean to Victoire, I was a little concerned. ;p
From: (Anonymous) Date: October 1st, 2007 04:34 am (UTC) (Link)
While I really like this - it's a nice, peaceful moment that helps establish the characters and the group - you do know it's really cruel to jump us from the breakout to this before we even know Millicent's fate, don't you? Yes, you told us in the comments, but that's not the same.

I think you're much better at giving us these peaceful, group moments than Rowling. I don't know if that's because of the kind of character Harry was - he's supposed to always be somewhat isolated - or if you've really got a much better feel for them. Much as it shocks me to say this, I suspect the latter. I've been trying to remember some of the group events in the books, and they all seem a little vague or else created to tell us why Harry is uncomfortable in them (the Gryffindor victory party features the kiss with Ginny a blur of generalized partying, the Quidditch World Cup party is a bit of a blur until the Death Eaters show, the party aspects of the Yule Ball remain vague except that Harry would rather not be dancing in public and Ron is upset that Hermione's there with someone else, I'm not really sure what happens at Slughorn's parties other than people standing around chatting while drinking punch, and Harry sneaks out entirely from the victory-over-Voldemort party).

Anyhow, much enjoyed. Thank you!
Ellen

fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 1st, 2007 04:42 am (UTC) (Link)
I practice hard on group scenes--no natural feel for them involved, I'm afraid! Which kind of makes them more satisfying to me than long dialogues, which are fun, but not very hard.
willowbough From: willowbough Date: October 1st, 2007 04:36 am (UTC) (Link)
A lovely and serene contrast to the previous chapter. I'm glad that Teddy is enjoying his summer before the fit hits the shan. And the comic possibilities of Victoire and Ruthless in Gryffindor Tower together are endless!

Wonderfully ominous last line.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 1st, 2007 04:46 am (UTC) (Link)
Not exactly two peas in a pod, Victoire and Ruthless. Ruthless has got three more years of magical education, but Victoire's got a trunk full of George's pranks. Could be interesting, though if I stick with the vignettes, Victoire will have another hex war going at the same time.
marikenobi From: marikenobi Date: October 1st, 2007 04:37 am (UTC) (Link)
Awww this was lovely!

Well but for the last line of course... that was Dun! DUn! DUN!!!
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 1st, 2007 04:48 am (UTC) (Link)
Thanks! I wasn't sure exactly where to end it, so I figured I'd leave it at the segue to Teddy's dream.
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rotae From: rotae Date: October 1st, 2007 04:55 am (UTC) (Link)
My, what a lovely icon you have there!! XDDD LOL. I'll have to draw more Teddy and make you more icons to use for each story you do! :D

And I am SO drawing him with pink hair :3 Because that is awesome. I always thought he'd wear his hair pink on Remus and Tonks' wedding anniversary, so this is a good excuse to do so :D

I'm totally loving this story btw. That first chapter was ten shades of absolute awesome. :D

*goes back to drawing Teddy* XDD

Peace,
Rotae
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 1st, 2007 05:25 am (UTC) (Link)
Hee, please do draw more--this could get confusing! ;p

Hey, it's the July moon. It could, for all I know, be their anniversary!
From: (Anonymous) Date: October 1st, 2007 05:07 am (UTC) (Link)
I love that we have this moment before things start getting crazy. the character interactions are fantastic. Millicent's chapter makes evn the most innocent interactions ominous. Also, I'm on a laptop & can't type- want to say more but plos excuse the typos!
From: (Anonymous) Date: October 1st, 2007 05:09 am (UTC) (Link)
crap, that's obsfuscation- can't seem to sign in. :(
petitecrivan From: petitecrivan Date: October 1st, 2007 05:45 am (UTC) (Link)
First paragraph...Fern, your writing is amazing. I will buy anything you ever publish and read it many, many times.

A lovely chapter, but an ominous ending...
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 1st, 2007 05:48 am (UTC) (Link)
Thank you! I worked on that one. :)
shiiki From: shiiki Date: October 1st, 2007 06:23 am (UTC) (Link)
I'm so glad not to be saying goodbye to this lot after Teddy's first year. It's amazing how refreshing it is to come back to your OCs and feel as though I know each of them. I love how close knit they all are, despite being in different years, and Ruthless and Victoire's little 'battle' is priceless!

(I love how you've characterised Victoire, by the way - a little imp underneath all her well-maintained looks.)

♥ Teddy for having the idea of enjoying the moon for Remus.

His dream sounds pretty ominous, though. I wonder when he'll find out about Greyback ...
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 1st, 2007 10:56 am (UTC) (Link)
Sooner than he wants to, I'm sure.

I'd wager that Fleur could do some damage if she put her mind to it. :)
demonoflight From: demonoflight Date: October 1st, 2007 07:07 am (UTC) (Link)
Teddy's summers are so much more peaceful and happy than Harry's and that's wonderful.

For some reason, I really liked your description of all the kids in the beginning. Hah, Poor Maurice, he needs a growth spurt!
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 1st, 2007 10:58 am (UTC) (Link)
It does kind of suck being the last one to grow, doesn't it? Oh, well.
jedi_chick From: jedi_chick Date: October 1st, 2007 07:31 am (UTC) (Link)
Wow, Daffy and Hutch are brave, going on a camping trip with all those teenagers. ;~) I really liked the state of open warfare between Victoire and Ruthless--those two couldn't be more different if they tried! It was great that Teddy wanted to enjoy the full moon as a way of honoring his dad, too.

This whole section was very peaceful (especially compared with the last section)--up until that last line, that is. I'm interested in Teddy's dream now...
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 1st, 2007 11:00 am (UTC) (Link)
Wow, Daffy and Hutch are brave, going on a camping trip with all those teenagers.

Especially co-ed!

I'll get to Teddy's dream at the beginning of the next section.
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fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 1st, 2007 11:02 am (UTC) (Link)
I do feel sorry for Ruthless, growing boobs and hips and other drastically horrible things.

I know--it's so unjust!

Good luck with your lecture.
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amamama From: amamama Date: October 1st, 2007 08:30 am (UTC) (Link)
Nice beginning of chap 1, but Teddy dreaming of blood on the moon just can't be safe. And what's up with these wizards anyway? Camping out on a full moon? Do they really have wards strong enough to keep the werewolves out? *shudders* Promising start, though. I really look forward to more Victoire/Ruthless - will they ever get past the wonky start and become friends? And Ruthless hiding her development under baggy clothes - so true! I wonder if my daughter will do that?
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 1st, 2007 11:04 am (UTC) (Link)
Well, they haven't had much werewolf trouble (the pack was elsewhere until the month before, and the Aurors aren't aware that there were more around than the one the killed ), so they probably don't really think about it, though I'm sure the campground has wards.

will they ever get past the wonky start and become friends?
It could require a rather broad definition of the word "friend"... ;p
thornyrose42 From: thornyrose42 Date: October 1st, 2007 08:45 am (UTC) (Link)
Yes, even in magical tents there is always a queue for the loo.

I presume that this is a magical campsite, I got rather confused at first about the pine needles forming signs, is that just imagery? Or magic? I presume that they are in a protected forest of some sort, charmed against Muggles?

Teddy's crush on Ruthless is becoming even more obvious isn't it? I love how you've shown through out this bit that the group have grown up, Donzo's voice, Ruthless not really being that keen on hitting puberty, Teddy's sweaty hands. It seems like only yesterday that they were all little kids.... Or at least last week.

And the rivalry between Voctoire and Ruthess is only going to et worse isn't it?
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 1st, 2007 11:07 am (UTC) (Link)
Definitely a magical campsite--the needles function like little navigation systems so no one gets lost.

Teddy's crush on Ruthless is becoming even more obvious isn't it?
Even Teddy may notice it soon. And yeah, that's not going to ease the road with Ruthless and Victoire. Victoire may be busily crushing on the resident rock star, but one doesn't infringe on the territory of Fleur's daughter.
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From: ethnotechno Date: October 1st, 2007 12:37 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oh, I'm in love with Ruthless!

I do hope she eventually finds someone who can handle her, and that she learns to kiss without tearing off too much flesh.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 1st, 2007 01:17 pm (UTC) (Link)
Somewhere out there, there's a wizard who likes a challenge. Hopefully. ;p
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