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e a r t .. S i r i u s B l a c k | On a Hot Summers Night, Would you offer your throat To the Wolf With the Red Roses? He led the way forward, through the dark and dingy doors, away from the bright and welcoming light of the outer corridors and into the ministry. It was a blessing, really, that no one was bout. He would have hated having to explain why they were there, an auror, a teacher, a group of school kids and a Werewolf. What a pack they made! He knew they had passes saying school group, but he doubted if any school group would be allowed down here. Not that they would stop him, mind, not with out a fight. He had nodded and smiled tensely at Harry when he had deciphered the muffled answer. Finally they stepped through the doors, and he marked the one they had just come through before the walls span and made him sick and dizzy. He stopped himself from stumbling forwards with a great test of will until the walls stopped moving. “Lets go.” And he moved off. He had a fair idea of which door it may be, and once there he opened it. It was the wrong door, and he marked it again before closing it. Again came the sick sensation through out his stomach. And again it stopped, two doors burning with red crosses. He moved and tried another. This time Victory was his. This time he was right. And soon he would have Sirius back. He shook with anticipation mixed in equal parts with fear. He didn’t know what lay ahead of him, had no idea. Except that Sirius was there. “I must impress that only Harry and myself can cross this boundary, this parameter.” He indicated the veil. “But Albus believes that Voldemort may well try something, that is why Professor Kione and Tonks are here. If trouble does come, do your best. I hope we won be long, and that no one at all comes. If some one from the ministry comes, get out. Don’t wait for Harry and me, just move.” He issued his instructions with a calm that belied his beating heart, hammering from its position on his throat. He turned tensely to Harry. “Ready?” Without waiting for an answer he plunged behind the veil, feeling it’s tattered ends grasping at his flesh, the cold chilling the very marrow of his bones. Yes I was called Remus John Lupin I am given Remus I turned 36 this year I am cursed as a Werewolf I am a Half Blood wizard My Heart Belongs to Sirius Black I am Male I am Gay I work at Hogwarts School or Witchcraft and Wizardry I bet you say that to all the Boys. Off through the new day's mist I run off from the new day's mist I have come I hunt therefore I am harvest the land taking of the fallen lamb off thruogh the new day's mist I run off from the new day'smist I have come we shift pulsing with the earth company we keep roaming the land while you sleep shape shift nose to the wind shape shift feeling I've been move swift all senses clean earth's gift back to the meaning of life bright is the moon high in starlight chill is the air cold as steel tonight we shift call of the wild fear in your eyes it's later than you realized shape shift nose to the wind shape shift feeling I've been move swift all senses clean earth's gift back to the meaning of life I feel I change back to a better day hair stands on the back of my neck in wildness is the preservation of the world so seek the wolf in thyself shape shift nose to the wind shape shift feeling I've been move swift all senses clean earth's gift back to the meaning of wolf and man Html & image © Roisin Dubh | i f e .. W e r e w o l f |
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