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Teddy Lupin and the Hunter's Moon, Chapter 5: The Moon and the Stars, pt. 2 - The Phantom Librarian
Spewing out too many words since November 2003
Teddy Lupin and the Hunter's Moon, Chapter 5: The Moon and the Stars, pt. 2
Teddy's classes have started, with the beginning of third year electives. Harry has also promised private Patronus lessons, and is "working on a place."

This section includes (with some minor variations) the challenge scenelet I did for demonoflight. Also, I moved the moon in September, 2011. I'm aware of it, and I did it anyway, because I needed the full moon to approach.

ETA: knackard draws even faster than I write! :D Here's Lupin--the original one--in Chapter 8 of Shades!

Table of Contents and Summary So Far

At breakfast the next day, Hagrid invited Teddy, Victoire, and any friends either of them wanted to bring--Victoire looked stricken, but Hagrid didn't notice--to come to tea. "Yeh'll be righ' there, Teddy," he said. "Fresh from yer first Care o' Magical Creatures class. Got something fun for yeh." He smiled fondly at whatever he had in mind. Given the reputation of Hagrid's first classes, Teddy's interest was definitely piqued. He spent Herbology and Arithmancy wondering if they'd have an Acromantula, or maybe a Hairy McBoon.

He headed down to the paddock after lunch, with Donzo, Maurice, and Corky. Tinny, Roger Young, Franklin Driscoll, and Jane Hunter met them there. Hagrid had a large cage, covered with a black blanket. He was dangling a lizard into the shadows behind the bars. "Here yeh are! Doesn't that look nice?"

A green hand shot out and grabbed the lizard, and a moment later, there was a final-sounding crunch.

"Wicked," Maurice said.

Hagrid turned to greet them. "All here, are yeh?" he asked, grinning. He pulled the blanket off like a broom salesman revealing a new model. Inside the cage were either two green monkeys, or two giant frogs with tails. "Brought 'em in just for you lot."

"Clabberts!" Corky said. "I've seen these!"

Hagrid looked crestfallen. "Yeh have? I thought they were from a bi' south o' where yeh're from."

Corky climbed the fence, grinning. "I took a trip down to North Carolina. Asheville--it's half magical, even though no one notices. They have a clabbert preserve there." He made a screeching noise, and the clabberts in the cage screeched back. Bright red pustules on their foreheads pulsed.

"See that there?" Hagrid said, pointing at the pustules and still seeming disappointed that anyone had seen the creatures before. "That lights up when the clabbert thinks he's in danger. American wizards used ter keep 'em as alarms, but Muggles noticed 'em too much." He picked up a large wooden box piled up with dead lizards. "We're going to feed this pair today. Get yeh used to bein' around magical creatures."

"Ew," Jane Hunter said.

"My mum's best friend is a zookeeper at the London Zoo," Roger said, reaching in. "He let me feed sea lions once when the place was closed. Do you toss them?" he asked Hagrid.

"If yeh like." Hagrid opened the cage, and the clabberts sniffed tentatively toward the door. Teddy could see sharp teeth. One was still holding the lizard Hagrid had given it. The wind blew from the cage and carried a sharp, unpleasant smell.

Roger went forward with a lizard, dangling it just out of reach. "Come on, now. Come on out and say hello. Mm, tasty!"

The first clabbert came out. It was about waist-high to Roger. It stared at the lizard for a long time, then shot its hand out quickly to grab it. Its friend followed, and the class started to reach into the lizard box. Roger tossed one for a clabbert to catch, and it leapt into the air. This proved amusing for everyone--clabberts included--so the whole class took to the game, until Tinny threw her lizard high enough to lodge in a nearby pine tree. The clabbert scampered up it, then seemed to notice, for the first time, the Forbidden Forest stretching beyond. Before anyone realized what it meant to do, it had jumped to another tree.

"Whoa!" Hagrid yelled. "Come down, now!"

The clabbert didn't listen.

"You lot"--he grabbed Tinny, Jane, Franklin, and Roger, who were in reachable distance--"grab some of the lizards. Teddy, yeh're in charge o' the other one 'til we get it back."

He rushed off. Teddy turned to the other clabbert... or to where the other clabbert had been. "WAIT! HAGRID!"

The clabbert had taken advantage of the distraction to make its own bid for freedom, and it made straight for the tallest tree it could see.

The Whomping Willow.

"Get it!" Teddy yelled, running after it, but by the time Maurice, Corky, and Donzo had picked up on what was happening, it had already grabbed a swinging branch and started to climb.

"Watch out for the branches," Donzo said as they entered the general area.

"Really?" Maurice said, eyes wide. "Do you think we need to?"

Something flew out of the tree and splattered onto the knee of Corky's robes. "Oh, great!" he said. "The one thing they have to really be like monkeys about!"

Teddy looked at the stain on the robes. It looked like a handful of greenish mud, but there was no mud in the Whomping Willow. The clabbert, now ensconced on a swinging branch, reached under his tail, and another missile came flying. Teddy ducked it just as he realized what it was and shouted.

"I think Gryffindor should lose points for language," Maurice suggested.

"I don't think it counts when you're just naming what's being thrown at you," Donzo pointed out, trying to level his wand at the clabbert.

Teddy crouched, trying to get a good view of where it was, wondering if he should attempt the Stunning Spell he'd found in a fifth year book, not really wanting to knock it out where the branches could hit it.

The clabbert held tight to a moving branch, squatting its way along it, giving himself an arsenal. The boys fanned out, all of them aiming their wands tentatively, none of them trying any incantations. The clabbert moved again, and suddenly the front of Donzo's robes was smeared. He sat down on the ground, laughing, looking very unlike his publicity photographs.

"Shame Honoria didn't take this, really," Maurice said, ducking another handful of clabbert dung. "I think she might finally have a kindred spirit here."

He wasn't as lucky with the next missile. The clabbert had scrambled up to a higher branch of the Whomping Willow and flung the dirt hard, and it landed squarely on the shoulder of Maurice's robes.

Corky laughed. "I'm going to like this cl--Oh!" He wiped the mess off the side of his face.

Teddy briefly considered stopping the branches; he was sure that Corky and Maurice wouldn't tell how. But he'd promised back in his first year not to share that, and he wouldn't. Professor Longbottom had pointed out that students who knew the Whomping Willow could be stopped would be more likely to challenge it trying to do so.

Besides, he was sure they were having more fun than Jane and Roger and Tinny. Their clabbert hadn't picked a moving tree. Teddy's clabbert, on the other hand, seemed to enjoy the game of swinging on the moving branches, using them to launch itself around. He wasn't at all sure how the were going to get it down.

"Hey, green-boy!" Corky yelled, picking up the last handful of filth it had thrown down, and tossing it back up. "Come on, you haven't hit Lupin yet! Give it a try."

"I don't think so!" Teddy said, and ducked under both an aggressive branch and the return fire. "Come on down, now, you need to eat if you're to re-load." He waved a large lizard in the clabbert's direction, trying Roger's tactic. "Isn't this delicious-looking? Mmm-mm!"

"Why not take a bite of it for him, Lupin?" Donzo asked. "I mean, as long as you're putting on the pantomime anyway? He might not get the point otherwise."

"I think I should try to climb it," Corky said.

"You won't even get to the trunk," Teddy told him.

"We could grab one of these"--he ducked a swinging frond--"and take a swing for it."

Maurice rolled his eyes. "You and Lupin need to switch Houses, I think."

"Hey!" Teddy interjected.


Donzo got to his feet, wiping the muck of his face and flinging it aside. "What we need is a plan. What does it want to do?"

"I think it wants to make a nest up there," Corky said. "They have a lot of these things down south in the States. When I saw them at the preserve... man, you can't get them out of the trees."

"Thank you," Teddy said. "That's a very helpful observation. Should get us far."

"Don's right," Maurice said. "We ought to have a plan. We should toss it some of Hagrid's treacle tarts. That should weigh him down."

"Wouldn't that be against some animal cruelty law?" Corky asked.

"Good point."

"Could we stun it?" Donzo asked, but no one was enthusiastic about the idea, as they all rather liked the clabbert. Maurice suggested more lizards. Corky stuck stubbornly to trying to swing their way up. Teddy was coming around to that way of thinking when the vast crowd of first years emerged from the greenhouses. Two of them broke off and headed across the fluxweed patch, and Teddy recognized Victoire Weasley and Story Shacklebolt.

"Wow," Story said, when they got close enough to see, "this looks like a fun class." He set his books down on the ground and took up a spot beside Maurice. "What are we doing?"

"Trying to get the clabbert down."

"Hey, Victoire," Corky said, "got anything in your purse to turn this into a bunny?"

Victoire was already digging around in her bag. "I don't know. We could smoke it down," she said, offering a Smoking Sardines. "But it would have to eat those. I have dungbombs."

"Toss us one," Donzo said. "Play it his way."

He lobbed the dungbomb up at the clabbert, but it just hit the Whomping Willow, which retaliated. Donzo jumped away.

Victoire pawed further down in her belongings, then suddenly smiled. "Portable Rainstorm!" she said. "Uncle George meant it to throw over someone having a snit." She leaned far back and lobbed something small and gray into the tree. A tiny rainstorm appeared over the clabbert, miniscule lightning arcing in a gray cloud. It ran for cover, but the storm followed it. Confused, it scrambled toward lower and lower branches, thinking it could get away, but the Portable Rainstorm was meant to follow its target. At last, it hit the ground, soaked and miserable. Teddy held out lizard, just beyond the Willow's reach. It shuffled forward, looking like little Lily Potter, about to start crying from sheer sleepiness, insisting that she didn't need to go down for a baby nap. It took the lizard and started eating it like a chocolate bar.

"Righ' then," Hagrid said, coming down from his cabin with a lead and collar. Tinny and Roger were with him. Jane and Franklin had apparently had enough. "Good job. Now, who's for tea?"

No one was particularly hungry, which was perfect for tea at Hagrid's, so they all tromped down. Vivian was waiting there. She raised her wand and cleaned them off without comment. Teddy and Victoire had seen her closely before, but the others were all making a great effort to avoid looking at her scars.

"Yeh'll be joinin' us fer tea, then?" Hagrid asked her.

"Well, I seem to have missed the opening events in the beauty pageant, so I thought I'd come here instead, at least for a few minutes before I have to go."

Hagrid grinned. "Professor Longbottom comin' along soon?"

"I really don't know."

"Mm-hmm." Hagrid put out the tea, with enough cups for an extra person, and as it happened, Professor Longbottom did come along, charming the dirt out from under his fingernails as he walked. Teddy took a seat opposite the window. In the distance, he could see the uppermost branches of the Whomping Willow, waving at a passing post owl.

Roger Young was biting his lip anxiously, looking at Vivian's eye, and he finally said, "What is that? I'm sorry to be rude, but I just... what is it?"

"It's just a magical eye," Vivian said. "To replace one I lost a long time ago. By the way, your ink bottle is leaking into your book bag."

Roger picked up his book bag and seemed very surprised to find that this was true. He checked his robes, then put his book bag in front of himself, blushing.

Vivian laughed. It was a strangely pretty sound. "I only see through what I decide to look through," she said. She went to the window, where the red light of late afternoon was streaming through. "Well, I... I just wanted to say hello." She smiled at Hagrid and Professor Longbottom, and waved to the students. "I'd best get going now. I have..." Her smile wavered, and Teddy realized that the moon was going to be full tonight. "I have work to do."

"I'll get you started," Professor Longbottom said, confusing Teddy utterly. He walked out with her, and Hagrid launched into an entertaining story about Buckbeak's adventures on the run with Sirius Black. Teddy was looking out the window during this, and wasn't surprised to see the branches of the Whomping Willow go suddenly still.
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silly_dan From: silly_dan Date: October 10th, 2007 02:54 am (UTC) (Link)
Hagrid as matchmaker, eh?

(You have a missing endquote after "Uncle George meant it to throw over someone having a snit." Also, "lighting" should be "lightning".)
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 10th, 2007 02:58 am (UTC) (Link)
Ah, both things the spell-check would miss! Thanks.

I think Hagrid, at this point, is more of an amused observer. ;p
willowbough From: willowbough Date: October 10th, 2007 02:57 am (UTC) (Link)
Hah--nice to see how you worked the CoMC ficlet into this chapter. And Victoire's bag of tricks came in handy for a change. This should help her stock to some extent, anyway.

So Vivian will be using the Shrieking Shack for her transformations too? I wonder how long her condition can be kept secret from the rest of the student body. At least her position doesn't carry a curse with it, like the DADA professorship.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 10th, 2007 03:00 am (UTC) (Link)
Helps her win points with the boys, anyway. :)

I think Vivian's secret will be a sort of open secret fairly soon--I mean, she's not exactly easy to cover up. You know, the sort of thing that everyone kinda-sorta knows, and no one says. Except Honoria, but she's sworn off gossip, of course.
From: lianna_blanca Date: October 10th, 2007 02:58 am (UTC) (Link)
You're missing a closing quotation mark:

"Uncle George meant it to throw over someone having a snit. She leaned far back and lobbed something small and gray into the tree.

Nice chapter - I like it, even if we have read part of it before. I'd forgotten that for a moment.

And I love the portable rainstorm!
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 10th, 2007 03:01 am (UTC) (Link)
I picked up the quote. George's inventions are fun to make up.
marikenobi From: marikenobi Date: October 10th, 2007 03:02 am (UTC) (Link)
Oooh, interesting... very interesting :)

fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 10th, 2007 03:16 am (UTC) (Link)
kizmet_42 From: kizmet_42 Date: October 10th, 2007 03:05 am (UTC) (Link)
Neville and Vivian?

You planned this all along, didn't you? All the way back at the beginning of Shades, you were thinking this, weren't you?

This is wonderful!
kizmet_42 From: kizmet_42 Date: October 10th, 2007 03:09 am (UTC) (Link)
Also, I kinda thought that Vivian would be spending full moons with the Lady of the Lake.
izhilzha From: izhilzha Date: October 10th, 2007 03:09 am (UTC) (Link)
Funny and charming, this chapter. :-) And I'm glad we're going to be seeing more of Vivian--I like her a lot.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 10th, 2007 03:20 am (UTC) (Link)
She has a wand which may prove useful, too.
allie_meril From: allie_meril Date: October 10th, 2007 03:13 am (UTC) (Link)
Oo, this one made me grin. Nice and light, a good break from the tension-building that we've been having with our pal Fenrir.

"I really don't know."

Sure you don't, Vivian. Sure you don't. ;D
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 10th, 2007 03:22 am (UTC) (Link)
Of course not. She's way to old to have his schedule memorized a crush.

They need some normal times. Normal times are good. And I'd really love to see the clabbert throw dung at Greyback. I'm going to see if I can work that in somehow. No one would more richly deserve to be covered in clabbert dung.
darth_pipes From: darth_pipes Date: October 10th, 2007 03:15 am (UTC) (Link)
Nice to see that Hagrid still falls into the realm of dangerously stupid. ;)

Good, fun post. Vivian's scene at the end was very good as well.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 10th, 2007 03:23 am (UTC) (Link)
He's getting slightly better--clabberts are only rated XX in Magical Beasts, so they might be good for third years--but still... opening the cage near trees around arboreal creatures? Er... yeah.
rdprice29 From: rdprice29 Date: October 10th, 2007 03:33 am (UTC) (Link)
"I think Gryffindor should lose points for language," Maurice suggested. "I don't think it counts when you're just naming what's being thrown at you," Donzo pointed out, trying to level his wand at the clabbert.

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Hee! Boys and animals and poo. A better combination has never been discovered, I don't think.

This was good as a ficlet, but even better in a full length chapter. And I like the idea of Neville and Vivian together, but I'm not exactly sure why.

Excellent chapter, I loved it!
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 10th, 2007 03:55 am (UTC) (Link)
Boys and animals and poo.

It's sure-fire. Whether they're like these or all "Oh, gross, dude!" it's always a good combo.
got_it_bub From: got_it_bub Date: October 10th, 2007 06:43 am (UTC) (Link)
ha ha i love vivian she kinda reminds me of dora with her sense of humour
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 10th, 2007 11:23 am (UTC) (Link)
I think she'd like that notion. :)
got_it_bub From: got_it_bub Date: October 10th, 2007 06:44 am (UTC) (Link)
...also its good to know that what helped remus is helping her =] he would of loved that
jedi_chick From: jedi_chick Date: October 10th, 2007 07:04 am (UTC) (Link)
I really like the expanded challenge scene. The image of Donzo sitting on the ground, laughing while covered with clabbert dung, is especially amusing. I'm glad that Victoire was able to help solve the problem.

Really, who can blame Vivian for having a crush on Neville? I found it quite telling that he took the time to charm the dirt out from under his nails before stopping by for tea--and he even helped her out with the Whomping Willow. I don't think it's just Vivian with the crush. ;~)

He wasn't at all sure how the were going to get it down. The "the" should probably be a "they". :~)

This was a great lighthearted section! I really enjoyed it.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 10th, 2007 11:33 am (UTC) (Link)
I'm glad that Victoire was able to help solve the problem.
Victoire, with an assist from Uncle George, of course. :)

Neville is definitely enjoying having Vivian around, I think.
kiwi_kimi From: kiwi_kimi Date: October 10th, 2007 09:30 am (UTC) (Link)
The portable rainstorm was specially fun - as was the gentle interaction between Neville and Vivian. And Vivian's x-ray vision :-)

A couple of little things:

"wiping the muck of his face"

"Teddy held out [a] lizard"
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 10th, 2007 11:34 am (UTC) (Link)
Oops, I'll get those.

I think the clabbert may have saved Ruthless from getting the portable rainstorm thrown at her. ;p
nundu_art From: nundu_art Date: October 10th, 2007 10:34 am (UTC) (Link)
I met a gorilla at the Frankfurt (Germany) zoo that must have taught that Clabbert a thing or two! Got a kid full on in the face one day. It was sadly hard not to laugh at the poor thing. Even his mother hesitated to come near, daubing daintily at his face with her handkerchief. (the child, not the gorilla!)
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 10th, 2007 11:36 am (UTC) (Link)
Oh, but the gorilla makes for a funny image, with the mother dressed up in a 1950s garden party frock, with little white gloves and a handkerchief with a scalloped edge. ;p
shiiki From: shiiki Date: October 10th, 2007 11:37 am (UTC) (Link)
I enjoyed that little section with the clabbert as much as I did the first time! I love Victoire and her bag of pranks.

There's one thing about Vivian that I'm curious about, though. What happens to her eye when she transforms?
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 10th, 2007 11:40 am (UTC) (Link)
She takes it out and stows it in a glass of water before she transforms. It would freak the wolf out to have X-Ray vision.

Victoire's bag o' pranks wasn't part of my original plan, but I like it.
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