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Still working on the phrasing for the "good" challenge. And a name… - The Phantom Librarian
Spewing out too many words since November 2003
Still working on the phrasing for the "good" challenge. And a name for it. I'll happily consider suggestions.

I was bitten by an absolutely rabid plot bunny last night. It's an alternate POV piece. I know, everyone does it. But I had an idea of what top secret work Remus might be doing for the Order, and I want to run with it. Eventually, it will tell the events all year from the adult perspective (or at least one adult perspective). I'm going to start now while I've got some momentum.

The sun made a valiant effort to come out as they walked back to Grimmauld Place, and Sirius stopped at the entrance to a small park and looked up hopefully.

"You know what Moody will say," Remus told him.

Nymphadora Tonks rolled her eyes. "Come off it, Remus. Mad-Eye'll be skulking around Knockturn Alley by now, hoping for a glimpse of a curse. I think he'd settle for a particularly nasty jinx, these days." She winked. "Have a heart."

Sirius jumped around her, knocking her onto a park bench and licking her face enthusiastically.

A passing old woman glared at Remus. "You should leash that thing," she said. "He'll injure your mother."

Dora bent forward, pressing her face into the thick hair at the scruff of Sirius's neck, and Remus could see her shoulders trembling with laughter. Sirius barked sharply and ran away from her, chasing a pigeon down a path.

Dora laughed out loud. "Why don't you come and sit with your old mum for a bit?"

Remus knew perfectly well that he should call Sirius back and get them all to Number Twelve before anything happened, but Sirius was happily jumping into a drift of cut grass now, and Dora was laughing hugely, her smile open to the sky, and as usual, Remus surrendered. He sat down on the bench beside her.

She presented her cheek primly. "Haven't you a kiss for Mum?"

But she threw her head back and laughed again before he could decide whether or not to play along.

"Why the Granny look?" he asked.

"You told me I would have to morph older this year."

"I didn't mean quite that old."

"You're so demanding."

"I'm a wicked son," Remus agreed, pulling her pork pie hat from her head and tossing it to Sirius, who jumped into the air to catch it and came padding back over.

Dora took her hat from him, but didn't put it back on. She just dug her fingers into his scruff and scratched his neck energetically. Sirius let his tongue loll out in pleasure.

"I think it's far too much fun to be a dog," Dora said. "Probably illegal in some countries."

"Including this one," Remus reminded her.

Sirius rolled his eyes in a distinctly non-canine way.

A cloud crossed the sun, and Remus heard very distant thunder. He looked at the sky with distaste. "Looks like the weather's changing. We should get back."

Dora stuck her tongue out at the sky in a petulant way, and the first fat raindrop fell on it. "All right," she said. "Hup, Snuffles. Home."

Sirius stretched out on the grass and whined plaintively.

Dora reached into her handbag and pulled out a leash.

Sirius got up, tail dejectedly between his legs, and headed for the gate with an exaggerated malaise.

Remus sighed and followed him, Dora at his side. They reached Number Twelve just as the day's first rainfall really let loose, and Remus barely got the door charms reversed before they were soaked to the skin by a downpour. Dora slammed the door behind her to avoid a sail of rain being pushed by the wind, and the clang awoke--

"Filthy createres!!! Half-Bloods! Blood traitor! Shame of my--""


Sirius had transformed, and was facing down his mother's portrait, looking every inch the murderer he was believed to be. His hands were twitching. But he didn't quite touch the canvas.

Mrs. Black was shocked into silence for two, perhaps three, seconds, then howled, "Murdering wastrel! Mudblood-loving traitor! Ungrateful--"

"Come on," Remus said, taking one of the curtains, and nodding for Sirius to take the other.

"Dark creature! Mongrel!"

They wrestled the curtains shut and Mrs. Black fell silent.

"Who painted that bloody thing anyway?" Dora asked.

"Narcissa signed it," Sirius said. "Probably sitting here trying to get Mum to make her the heir. But Dumbledore said Mum had pretty well gone round the bend by then. So the picture... it's just the subject. She was a nasty young bat when I knew her, and a nasty, crazy old bat when she died." He frowned at the curtains, then shrugged the subject off. "Can you both stay for lunch?"

"Kingsley gave me the day," Dora said. "Mostly to help Remus get ready for tomorrow, though he gave me a long go-round at the office about going off to the beach."

Sirius grinned. "How's that project going?"

"Remus told me yesterday that I'd have to be older, but now he thinks I'm too old." She sighed, and as she exhaled, she let herself shrink down to her normal height. Her gray, tightly curled hair stood on end and turned pink. "I think I should just show up as usual."

"I think that might attract attention."

"So I'll do away with the pink hair and put on a dress."

"Honestly, Remus," Sirius said. "Why shouldn't she just do that?"

"The whole point is to be unnoticeable. If a history professor in an inexpensive suit has a beautiful and inappropriately young wife, the boys will talk. Not a good way to be inconspicuous."

"I didn't know boys gossiped about things like that," Dora said, with some interest. She sat down and put her feet up on the table. "At least not left on their own. And did you say beautiful?"

"And inappropriately young."

Dora put her fingers in her ears, then smiled. "At any rate, I thought I'd become appropriately old for the Ancient One here."

"Very amusing."

Sirius smirked.

Remus sighed. "They don't allow friends to make social calls on campus, but it's a long-standing tradition that professors spouses are allowed to join them for lunch. It will make a perfectly workable cover for Dora to bring me Wolfsbane potion. I wish it kept better. I'd just bring it with me in the morning."

"But it doesn't," Dora said cheerfully. "So I get to play. Once or twice a week all year, so that they don't spot the pattern. Not that Muggles would know what to make of it."

"You'd be surprised what Muggles know," Remus muttered.


There was a lull in the conversation as Sirius puttered around at the sink, putting together a lunch. He brought them sandwiches and sat down on the other side of the table. "I still think we should tell Harry," he said. "We're keeping too much from him."

"It hasn't occurred to him to worry about this, and he can't do a thing about it," Remus said wearily. "Do you really want to add to the number of things he's worrying about?"

"I don't know how much he'd worry."

"He's Harry," Remus said. "He'll worry. He'll kick himself for worrying, but he'll do it. And he doesn't need to. I've got this one."

"And your sick days?"

"I'm just going to have to drag myself in the day after a transformation."

"Remus is looking forward to this," Dora said with friendly confidentiality. "Can't wait to get chalk on his hands, that one."

"He doesn't do very well covering it," Sirius agreed.

Remus didn't bother to argue. "Still, I have to say--I'm not at all fond of Smeltings."

Today's meme:

klepted from elucreh
1. Go into your LJ's archives.
2. Find your 23rd post (or closest to).
3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.

(Can we tell I'm feeling all insomniac?)

I proceeded to do thewhiteowl's Original Character meme, once for Daj Orti, then again for Elizabeth Phelan.

Yup. Insomnia is my friend.
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ashtur From: ashtur Date: April 28th, 2004 06:02 pm (UTC) (Link)
When I saw your post at the Quill about schools, I had a feeling that Remus would be showing up at Smeltings :) Love the idea! I can also hardly wait till the first time Remus sees Duddykins trying to pop someone with that stick. Just keep Sirius away... dog bites are tough to treat.

Love it so far, the byplay with Tonks and Remus is fun
myf From: myf Date: April 28th, 2004 07:19 pm (UTC) (Link)
Aah! Smeltings! This is a great bunny! *pats it*

"Inappropriately young" - *kicks Remus*
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: April 29th, 2004 10:15 am (UTC) (Link)
"Inappropriately young" - *kicks Remus*


I'm actually taking an anti-R/T cartoon (mid-life crisis Remus, which refers to Tonks as "inappropriately young" and shows him in a muscle shirt with a sports broom and so on) and working it into an R/T story as "silly things Remus is afraid people will think about him." I doubt Tonks would have much patience with this fear.
kizmet_42 From: kizmet_42 Date: April 28th, 2004 08:44 pm (UTC) (Link)
I didn't see it coming.

Go Remus Go!
atropos87 From: atropos87 Date: April 29th, 2004 02:15 am (UTC) (Link)
I love this bunny! I will be following its progress with extreme interest - I want to see parents evening when Remus gets to talk to Vernon & Petunia about the lovely Dudley. Although that might not work depending on whether it's clear from the dialogue that Vernon has never met Remus before when they talk on Platform 9 3/4 at the end of OotP.

(Put the bunny down and walk away slowly atropos87. It's not your bunny so play nice!)

One tiny Brit pick which I hope you don't mind - dogs are normally on "leads" in this country rather than "leashes".
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: April 29th, 2004 10:12 am (UTC) (Link)
I think I'm going to have Remus alter his appearance a little bit, in case there's already a dark witch or wizard around who would recognize him. So, yes, I'm definitely thinking of having him meet with Vernon and Petunia.

One tiny Brit pick which I hope you don't mind - dogs are normally on "leads" in this country rather than "leashes".

Mind? Are you kidding me? :)

Thanks. Leash=lead. Got it.
From: (Anonymous) Date: April 29th, 2004 04:45 pm (UTC) (Link)


I can't believe I just NOW figured out I can leave a comment without being an LJ user. *waves* Hi, it's Sreya!

Anyway, I'm suspicious -- were you poking around at Soul of the Wizard when you were bitten by this plot bunny? If not, I seriously think we're somehow chased by the same darned rabbits. Or we share half a brain. One or the other. (Okay, so it's not THAT close, but still -- Order member POVs... it's close!)

I think this is a very good bunny, and very different. I'm curious to find out just WHY it's so important for Remus to be at Smeltings. Is it specifically to protect Dudley, or is there some unrelated reason and it's only coincidentally at Smeltings? (Right, as if there's any such thing as coincidence...) I'm excited to see where you go with this one!
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: April 29th, 2004 04:59 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: Smeltings?!

No, I wasn't--I keep meaning to drop back to SotW, but I haven't been there for months. Good heavens, when did months pass?????

Welcome, Anonymous!Sreya. :)
thewhiteowl From: thewhiteowl Date: April 30th, 2004 03:50 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: Smeltings?!

Yes, I'm wondering why too...get a LJ, Anonymous!Sreya. It's free now!
bizarity From: bizarity Date: January 22nd, 2006 06:03 pm (UTC) (Link)
Well, since I just added you to my Flist and I saw you post about an update I thought I'd explore a bit. I like it so far. Very very unusual idea - but I love it. Remus as history teacher - yay! :)
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