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Batch 32 - The Phantom Librarian
Spewing out too many words since November 2003
Batch 32
Some scene with the Marauders, touching on (in a humorous way) the fact that when James, Sirius and Peter change, their clothes change with them, but Remus is not so lucky. for Anon


"I told you I couldn't transform out there," Remus hissed, holding up the tattered remains of his school robes.

James shrugged. "You could have come out starkers; it's not that cold."

"It's bloody cold enough," Remus muttered, pulling himself into a ball and looking anxiously down the hill at the shed where he was meant to have transformed last night. Thankfully, the transformation hadn't gone badly, so there were no injuries, but it was a cold, damp, early April morning, and his aches had aches. Mum had at least agreed not to come by until ten in the morning, as Remus claimed he'd got in the habit of sleeping the morning after moon away, but there was still the matter of getting back there. It looked deceptively close, but there were at least three Muggle houses along the road.

Remus heard footsteps crunching along the dirt road. He hid behind a bit of shrubbery, but it turned out only to be Sirius and Peter, coming back with--

"Oh, no!" he protested, standing up (then ducking quickly back down). "There's no way on earth I'm wearing that."

Sirius presented a frilly lace hat with pink ribbons, and Peter held up a flowered yellow dress. "Can't be too picky," Peter said. "Not many people hanging clothes out at this time of year."

"We found these in a dustbin," Sirius said.

Remus shook his head in negation. "I can't imagine why. Anyway, if someone sees me on the way back, won't she know I'm wearing clothes she threw out?"

"Oh, we didn't go to those houses," Peter said, pointing vaguely at the ones along the road. "Remember, last night, we passed that curio shop. Got these out of their stash."

Remus remembered last night's festivities only vaguely. The others had been keen to explore a town other than Hogsmeade in animal form, and Remus had let them talk him into coming for the moon during Easter hols. They'd waited in the shed under James's cloak, then let themselves--and Remus--out before night properly fell. Remus hadn't wanted his neigbors to see him naked, so he'd risked taking the cloak, hoping (against all experience) that he could make it transform with him, as his friends' clothes did. He remembered it hanging off him in tatters and getting in his way until Peter had nibbled off the bottom sleeves, then he remembered some shredding when he and Sirius had play-fought over... something... and then the rest had been destroyed when they'd swum up the river and made for the bank. When they'd changed back, and the others were just in their normal robes, maybe a bit dusty if their fur had got dirty, Remus had found himself with a cowl around his neck and not much else.

He slapped his forehead. "How am I going to explain this to Mum?"

"Tell her you had a nightmare and attacked your own clothes," James said. "They'd smell like a human, wouldn't they?"

"Well, I've never done it before."

"So, in the Shrieking Shack, you have that old wardrobe. Usually your clothes are there, so you're not used to transforming around something that smells human anymore. Right?" Peter smiled eagerly.

Remus rolled his eyes. Sirius pushed the frilly hat down over his head and tied the ribbons.

"Why do I need a hat?" Remus asked.

"Well, it's awfully cute." Sirius pinched his cheeks. "Besides, you haven't shaved yet, and you'd look a bit silly wearing a pretty yellow dress with stubble all over your face. A nice, floppy hat covers it perfectly." He made a great show of measuring the effect.

Remus grimaced. "Yes, well, at the moment, there's something other than stubble showing that makes a frilly hat look a bit silly."

"So put on your dress," Peter said, tossing it over.

Grumbling, Remus pulled it over his head, ignoring the pain in his shoulders from the transformation. "I don't suppose you found shoes?"

"It was a dustbin, mate, not a department store."

"But you look fabulous!" James said, leaning in with a leer. "Where've you been hiding, miss?"

"Oh, shut up!"

They all laughed.

James stopped laughing first. Kindly enough, he said, "How's the pain? Can you make the walk all right?"

Remus took a few tentative steps. Knives of pain went up through his calves. "I'm fine," he said.

"Uh-huh," Sirius said. "I think the fair maiden might need to be carried down to her cottage."

"Try it, and I'll find a way to Curse you into next year," Remus said.

Peter looked around, then pointed up at a garden, where a red wheelbarrow sat among some weeds. "Look," he said. "That'll solve it."

Remus groaned to himself, but couldn't think of a good reason not to borrow it, and his legs were hurting. Peter ran up to gather it, and James and Sirius manhandled him into it. Together, they took turns pushing him down the hill.

Could I get something with either Tonks or Sirius with Draco? for Anon

Mum and Dad were angry at Remus. Tonks wasn't; she knew what was going through his head, and she trusted him to come back. Something would tip the scales and bring him back.

Unless he decides that a dead hero is better for his child than a live werewolf.

She ground her teeth and pushed that thought away. She couldn't come up with a good reason that Remus wouldn't decide such a thing, but she rejected it fiercely anyway. He'd come to his senses. He always came to his senses.

Unless he didn't.

Her thoughts seemed to be circling like this a great deal, and Mum and Dad sitting around sniping about Remus's vanishing act--polite sniping, but sniping all the same--were not particularly helpful. She'd discovered that her stash of powdered unicorn horn was low, and seized on it as a perfect excuse to get out of the house and moving around.

Morphed, of course.

It was as extreme a morph as she dared to do around the baby (she had no idea what might hurt it if she elongated her body or otherwise seriously changed her shape), and she didn't think anyone would recognize her as a wanted fugitive. As far as she knew, no middle-aged black witches with long braids and light scars on their hands (plus a pinkish one coming down from the eye) were on anyone's watch list. To back herself up, she put on an American accent, so people would think she was just traveling, and wouldn't ask potentially awkward questions.

On the whole, she was having more fun than she'd had since Bill and Fleur's wedding, and the process of doing something on her own, no matter how minor, was fairly intoxicating. She felt... competent. This, she could handle. Perhaps she'd do a bit of spying before she went back.

She hissed through her teeth. She had no business doing that. There was the baby. She needed to keep the baby safe.

The door of the apothecary loomed up ahead of her, and she went inside. It looked as it had always looked, though a sign had been posted that all customers must present identification to purchase potion supplies (Tonks always had identification before going out in disguise, and it wasn't a magical alteration of anything, so they'd have no way to break it). This was probably to catch anyone on a wanted list, or any Muggle-born.

The clerk was busy arguing with a hag about the price of gryphon blood, and Tonks decided to avoid nervousness by simply browsing the bottles of supplies, pretending to be unable to find what she was looking for. It was in this way that she happened to run directly into her cousin, Draco Malfoy.

Draco was standing before a display of non-descript powders that were mostly used in minor spells. He'd been so still and silent that Tonks hadn't even really registered that he was there until she backed into him.

"I'm sorry!" she said. "I... well, clumsy." She smiled as brightly as she could.

Draco didn't give any return smile, nor did he rage at her clumsiness. He just blinked at her slowly and said, "Quite all right."

For the first time since Remus disappeared, Tonks's mind processed worry for someone else. It was strange that it was this boy, who'd caused so much trouble, but somehow, in his face, she saw Sirius and Mum and even a bit of herself. "Are you all right?" she asked. "You look a little peaky."

Again, a slow eye blink. "I'm fine. Just getting over something. Are you looking for something?"

"Powdered unicorn horn," Tonks said. "Can't find it anywhere."

"There's a whole shelf of it near the door," Draco said, his voice starting to pick up its snide edge. "Didn't see that, either?"

"No. Must be going blind." Tonks frowned. "Maybe you could show me?"

"There aren't that many shelves," he said, and started to turn away.

"Really, I'm sorry, but I'm all turned around," Tonks said. Her cousin's face was paler even than it had been when she'd seen him last spring, and the dark circles under his eyes were positively purple. A part of her wanted to grab his arm and Disapparate with him. "Where I'm from," she tried, "it's not this confusing."

"Life's confusing," Draco said. "Get past it."

"It doesn't have to be." Tonks looked around carefully, hoping that no one was monitoring, as she doubted even a first year would have trouble deciphering what she meant to say next. "Most of the time, it's not confusing," she said. "Sometimes, when you know where you want to go, you can just ask for someone's help in getting there." She looked at him significantly.

He examined her coolly. If he wanted to, she supposed that he could call someone in with a true image mirror. He'd have to know who she was, if he'd figured out she was Order. She was known as a Shapeshifter.

He sighed heavily. "Sometimes," he said, "it doesn't really matter where you want to go, and no one's going to help you find your way there, because they don't want you to--" He looked up. "To have any powdered unicorn horn."

"Mr. Malfoy!" the clerk called. "I'm ready with your order."

He went to the counter, and looked over his shoulder at Tonks. She waited for him to tell the clerk to check her true image. Instead, he said, "Add a box of powdered unicorn horn for my friend," he said. "She's having trouble finding things today."
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From: (Anonymous) Date: January 12th, 2010 12:58 pm (UTC) (Link)

Whee first comment!

I really liked these, especially the one with Draco. Outside of when he's deliberately going after Harry & Co, he seems like a normal person caught where he shouldn't be. It's good to see bits of humanity in him. I also appreciate your characterization of Tonks while Remus is being an idiot. The dichotomy of wanting to have faith, but having realistic doubts creeping in is well done.

As for the first one, I'm a sucker for MWPP. Their banter over the dress was great to read this morning.

Thanks again for doing these! cheesy_romantic
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: January 12th, 2010 10:28 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: Whee first comment!

I'm a sucker for MWPP, too. :D
tree_and_leaf From: tree_and_leaf Date: January 12th, 2010 01:25 pm (UTC) (Link)
The moment with Tonks and Draco is really rather moving.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: January 12th, 2010 10:28 pm (UTC) (Link)
Thanks. I think she'd definitely sympathize, to some extent, with being trapped that year and not able to necessarily do what you want to.
kelleypen From: kelleypen Date: January 12th, 2010 01:41 pm (UTC) (Link)
I love both of these--Remus's embarrassment had me squirming and Tonks's compassion for Draco left me touched. Well done.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: January 12th, 2010 10:29 pm (UTC) (Link)
Thank you. Poor Remus, in his cowl and nothing else.
etain_antrim From: etain_antrim Date: January 12th, 2010 04:19 pm (UTC) (Link)
Poor Remus, clad in a yellow frilly dress and floppy hat and carried in a wheelbarrow is not exactly unobtrusive. Then again, they had no business running around in towns, so perhaps a bit of discomfort afterwards is only fair.

Good for Tonks, still trying to help where she can. And good for Draco, too. He shows some promise for the future.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: January 12th, 2010 10:30 pm (UTC) (Link)
Then again, they had no business running around in towns


Ah, teenagers, and their not-quite-finished pre-frontal cortex. I can see why, years later, Remus still had nightmares about what might have happened!
From: (Anonymous) Date: January 12th, 2010 04:50 pm (UTC) (Link)

the first one reminded me of something i been wondering....

as far as we know Animagus forms are not "based on the person's character". (although Rowling then used the Marauders forms to reflect character a little, specially in the cases of peter and sirius)

I think it is actually mentioned in the books somewhere that the person turning into an animagus can choose which animal they transform into. ex. Skeeter turned into a beetle because she could sneek in and snoop undetected... and like didn't the marauders originally choosed the forms they choose based on practicality? Pettigrew choosed a Rat because it was small and could get inside tight places,etc)

so the form isn't necesarily set in stone per say... it probably would if you are a registered animagus like MCGonagall *probably a sort of binding to this form, that way they don't risk the animagi person changing animagus forms without their permission)

but... in the case of a unregistered animagus, wouldn't they be able to choose another animal to transform (after practicing the new transformation of course) if really necessary?

i mean, the patronus was supposed set in stone, but as we saw with Tonks it can change under tremendous emotional stress.

there is method to this madness, i'm helping a friend working on a fic on animagus and her character needs to change animagus forms. she wants to be as cannon rule compliant as possible.

and i'm bit stuck in to whether tell her to go with it, or drop the idea

so thoughts?

alkari From: alkari Date: January 12th, 2010 09:06 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: the first one reminded me of something i been wondering....

I don't think there is anything in the books or JKR's comments to indicate that a person can actually choose their Animagus form, though it seems that the form they eventually assume somehow reflects or is suitable to their character. (I thought JKR said this, but can't find the comment)
From: severely_lupine Date: January 12th, 2010 10:18 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: the first one reminded me of something i been wondering....

I recall hearing something like that, as well. I seem to remember her saying something about how with her luck she'd turn into a goldfish or something unimpressive like that.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: January 12th, 2010 10:20 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: the first one reminded me of something i been wondering....

Yeah, she's definitely said that the form is not chosen--something about "Who'd choose to turn into a rat?"--but is indicative of the person's personality in some way.

ETA: The quote SL refers to (via the Lex) is "I'd like to be an otter - that's my favourite animal. It would be depressing if I turned out to be a slug or something," which definitely implies lack of choice.

ETA2: And from an AOL chat, "Q: Does the animal one turns into as an Animagi reflect your personality?

A: Very well deduced, Narri! I personally would like to think that I would transform into an otter, which is my favorite animal. Imagine how horrible it would be if I turned out to be a cockroach!"

And from a "cub reporter" press conference in Edinburgh, when asked about what she'd like to be as an Animagus: "You see, you do not know what you are going to be until you have done it, so you might spend half a decade trying to turn into an animal and then find out you were a slug or something, which would be most unpleasant." (This doesn't quite jibe with the Animagus and Patronus forms being the same, though--after all, if you've cast your Patronus, then you know what your form will be. But you don't know what your Patronus is until you cast it either, I guess, so same principle.)

Edited at 2010-01-12 10:44 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous) Date: January 12th, 2010 11:38 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: the first one reminded me of something i been wondering....

I made a huge facepalm mistake in my wording.

my questions was not really on wether you can choose what you transform into, but wether you could change your animagus form, under extreme circumstances

the same way Tonks patronus changed.

alkari From: alkari Date: January 13th, 2010 12:48 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: the first one reminded me of something i been wondering....

Because the Animagus transformation is supposed to be so difficult, far more than merely conjuring a Patronus, I get the impression that once you have succeeded in becoming an Animagus, your form doesn't change. It may become thinner / fatter as you do, and it seems to reflect major physical changes that occur to you when you are in human form. Such as when Peter chopped of his finger, his Wormtail form was missing a toe.

I can't think of much more 'extreme' circumstances than being wrongly imprisoned in Azkaban, yet Sirius's form remained a dog. could have changed his form, he would have changed into something that allowed him to escape much earlier. Like a mouse or a rat ...
malinbe From: malinbe Date: January 12th, 2010 05:15 pm (UTC) (Link)
I loved that Marauder moment. It's so light and happy, even after a full moon. So sweet. And Peter is lovely on this!

I felt like hugging that Draco. He's quite obviously terrified.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: January 12th, 2010 10:31 pm (UTC) (Link)
I like being nice to Peter. As to Draco, he made a mess of things, but he's a kid, and he had a kid's reasoning skills, and when it came home to him, it came home with real, adult consequences.
From: severely_lupine Date: January 12th, 2010 06:45 pm (UTC) (Link)
Hahaha! Aw, poor Remus. ... But now I'm wondering, if a person is an animagus and a werewolf, if they change into their animal form before the transformation, would that change things? If their animagus form was a wolf, would anything even happen? It just seems so cruel that the others can change so easily and it's so painful for Remus. Of course, it's doubtful Remus's animagus form would be a wolf, though I wonder what it might be.

Aw, Draco. I was rather surprised with how sympathetic he became in that last book. Made his own mistakes, of course, but still.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: January 12th, 2010 10:33 pm (UTC) (Link)
I was very proud of Draco when he declined to identify his classmates. It wasn't a great act of rebellion, but given his history... yeah. That said, quite distinctly, "I'm in way deeper than I ever meant to be."

I don't know about the animagus turning into a werewolf. Presumably, the curse would still work in whatever way it was. I'm curious about Tonks, though--her Patronus was a werewolf. If she had an Animagus form, would it be a wolf... or a werewolf, with the accidental danger that might imply?
From: severely_lupine Date: January 12th, 2010 10:45 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oh, there's an interesting thought. Perhaps a werewolf isn't one of the possibilities as Animagi go, depending on if the magic involved views it as an animal or as a disease. Though wouldn't it be awesome to turn into a dragon or a unicorn or something? As far as Tonks specifically, I doubt she'd turn into a werewolf even if that were a possibility in general. The werewolf represents Remus, not herself. I think she'd turn into something more fitting to her personality.

Considering how one's Patronus often reflects themself (unless it reflects their 'protector', such as with Tonks's, Snape's, and Harry's), and how, with all the Animagi whose Patronuses we know about, they are the same, one would think it would be pretty easy to figure out what your Animagus form would likely be. Just learn to cast a Patronus and then, if it doesn't clearly represent another person, that's probably what yours would be.

ETA: I just read what you posted above and realized you said pretty much the same thing re: Patronuses. Oops.

Edited at 2010-01-12 10:49 pm (UTC)
sgt_majorette From: sgt_majorette Date: January 12th, 2010 11:42 pm (UTC) (Link)
The Remus thing? Not so much fanfic as fanart: I can literally see the red wheelbarrow, the floppy hat over the face, and the hairy arms and legs flopping awkwardly out of the dress...
under_crisis From: under_crisis Date: January 13th, 2010 03:43 pm (UTC) (Link)
i reckon this would be why he was (secretly) doubly amused at neville's boggart. hee hee.
hungrytiger11 From: hungrytiger11 Date: January 12th, 2010 11:54 pm (UTC) (Link)
Both of these are just wonderful, but the last line of the Draco one was so unexpectedly sad, even considering the circumstances. Very real.
From: (Anonymous) Date: January 14th, 2010 07:47 am (UTC) (Link)
Hahaha perfect! Remus is so cute and pathetic. You gotta feel sorry for the guy.
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