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Remus
The bustling of students lugging heavy baggage onto the train stung Remus’ ears.It was 3 days until the full and he was feeling miserable. At least he wouldn’t have to worry about Sirius for the second half of the summer. Sirius. God was he gorgeous. He slid open the door to the compartment where the other marauders were sat,already joking and messing around. Well,James was making the jokes and Peter was dying of laughter on the floor. Sirius managed to crack a half hearted smile as Remus limped through the door. All the marauders knew to try and create a positive atmosphere around this time of year to try and forget that Sirius was going back home to his abusive family. Forced jokes and fake smiles were passed around throughout the whole journey home,Sirius being the quietest for once. As the train pulled to a halt,Remus’ eyes fell onto Sirius. He was so annoyingly beautiful. It was taking all of Remus’ self control to not stand up and kiss his chapped lips. He shot him a small smile as his hand went out to reach for his luggage. Sirius and James were still sat down,trying not to cry in each other’s arms. Remus muttered his goodbyes and set off for the train exit as the journey back to Wales was a long one and he wanted to get home as soon as possible. “Please let Sirius be ok”he thought as he climbed into the car,catching his last glimpse of the boy’s silky,black hair. He closed his eyes as he drove away from his worries,his problems,from Sirius.
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Sirius
The hustling and bustling of the station was overwhelming as Sirius pushed his way through the crowd,avoiding the slytherins like the plague. He reached the compartment and was surprised to see James and Peter already sat inside,judging by how comfortable they were they had been there a while. But there was no sign of Remus. Remus. Oh god he was so damn gorgeous. Remus was the only one keeping Sirius sane as he began the journey back home. Back to his family. Another summer of being called every name under the sun and being cruciod into unconsciousness. He didn’t want to go back. But he had to.He had to for Reg. Even though they didn’t speak anymore,Regulus was the most important person in Sirius’ life-Remus being a close second. This was his final chance to get rid of all of his parent’s ideas plaguing Regulus’ mind. He sighed,sliding open the door,a smile barely reaching his lips. He sat down the seat closest to the door and buried his face into his hands as he began to cry silently. His friends had never seen him cry and he wanted it to stay that way. He was the overly positive,sunshine friend for a reason.He wasn’t allowed to cry. He was the one people cried to. The sound of glass grinding against metal awoke him from his thoughts as his head whipped upwards. His senses were heightened around this time as he needed them to survive Grimmauld. Sirius’ thoughts stopped as Remus slid into the compartment. The way his golden hair and tanned skin looked in the sunlight was breathtaking. He caught Remus’ eyes and gave him a small smile,turning away as he began to blush. He didn’t know if he could take it any longer-he was just so,well,amazing. But he was Sirius Black-a ladies man,always out on dates and in broom closets,girls holding onto his arms and hanging on to every word he said. ”This is just a phase”he reassured himself as Remus made his way towards a free seat,wincing in pain as it was 3 days until the next full. He buried his head into his knees which were tucked up by his chest. He sat,silent,for the duration of the journey as light banter was passed around the compartment. Then,the train came to a halt. Dread filled him instantly-he wasn’t ready to leave yet,he couldn’t. James shuffled next to him and let Sirius bury his head in his shoulder. ”Deep breathes”James muttered as he said his goodbyes to Remus and Peter. Sirius let go and slowly stood up,his luggage had probably already been taken down by Pete,who was waiting at the train’s exit. ”Stay safe mate,you can last three weeks-you’re stronger than them!”James said encouragingly. Sirius nodded-he couldn’t speak,he was too nervous. As he stepped off the platform and headed towards his family,he got an uneasy feeling. He could tell things were going to be bad-maybe they’d kill him,get it over with and cover it up by showering the ministry with money. That could’ve been his last train ride,last time with his friends,last time at his real home. Tears clouded his eyes as he approached his mother and bowed his head before holding her arm to be apparated back home. No-back to hell.
He stumbled as they landed on the top step,chipped black paint crumbling off with every step he took. He stumbled in last,luggage in hand,and pushed the black iron door closed. He was trapped. (French is in italics because I’ve only got a grade 6 in French💀). “I told you to stop hanging about with those blood traitors,have you listened?” his mother asked,a sharp tone in her voice. “Yes mother” he replied,his eyes not leaving the red stain on the rug. He shuddered at the memory. ”Well,let’s see then.” she said,her voice as sharp as a blade. ”LEGILLIMENS” His memories and thoughts from the past year swirled around him:building card towers with Peter,quidditch with James,smoking with Marlene,flirting with an oblivious Remus. Oh god-flirting with Remus. He couldn’t stop her as she found out about all his thoughts about Remus,how he wanted to kiss him,curl up in his arms,fall asleep next to him. Panic rose in him. She.Knew.Everything. Suddenly,his memories disappeared from around him as he locked eyes with his mother. “WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!”she shrieked as she reached for her wand which had somehow ended up on the floor. “I swear it’s not what it looks like”Sirius cried as he readied himself for what was to come next. “CRUCIO”she screamed. He could only withhold a few before the pain consumed him. “CRUCIO,CRUCIO,CRUCIO!”she yelled as Sirius began writhing and screaming on the floor. She carried on yelling the curse over and over until he couldn’t feel anything. “Just kill me.”he thought. Suddenly,it stopped. “I’m getting your father”she said,not daring to look into his eyes. “Let’s see what he thinks about having a queer in the house.” She strode out of the room,anger consuming her.
Sirius looked around wildly. Everything hurt.It was already dark outside,she must have been cursing him for a good few hours. He wiped his face,blood trickling down his cheeks in wavy lines.He had to get out. He rose from the ground shakily,sharp pains shooting through his body. He limped towards the door which seemed miles away but in reality it was only a few metres. “WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR’RE DOING!”yelled a voice,unmistakably his fathers. “OH NO YOU DON’T”he shouted,his voice booming in the silent halls. Still, Sirius headed towards the door. His only escape.He didn’t care if he died. He had to try. ”AVADA KEDAVRA ”bellowed his father. The curse barely missed him as he started sprinting towards the door. Curses were being fired at him from all directions as he bolted out of the door into the night. He then set off walking,the only place he wanted to go was the Potters who lived up North in Yorkshire. He stuck out his wand and climbed onto the knight bus,ignoring the stares he was getting.He was safe. He made it out alive.
James
James’ alarm clock read 2:31 when he felt the wards shifting. Fear instantly arose in him. Were they under attack? He crept onto the landing and peered down the stairs. No one was there. That meant they probably weren’t under attack. He went down the staircase and sat on the sofa,thinking of what his Da had tought him about intruders. Suddenly he heard a sharp rapping sound at the door. He cautiously rose to his feet,legs shaking(partly due to the cold and partly because he was scared-even though he would never admit it). As he approached the door,he had the sinking realisation that he had left his wand on the couch. Oh well,too late now. There was another knock-this time weaker,as if the person on the other side of the door was giving up. With a final deep breath,he opened the door. He expected to be killed instantly,not even a second to register his own death. What he didn’t expect was to see someone curled in a ball on the doorstep,shaking with blood flowing down their face like a river. As he looked closer at the mysterious person he realised who it was. Dread shot through him like an electric shock. It was Sirius. ”Sirius? ”he whispered cautiously. The boy responded by lifting his head slowly,revealing a large purple bruise on the side of his face. ”MA DA COME QUICK” he yelled-panicking as he steeped closer to Sirius. He reached his arm out to console him but Sirius flinched back. James registered his actions and took a few steps backwards. His parents rushed down the stairs,wands at the ready. Sirius flinched backwards at the sight of the wands which the Potter’s both dropped. They rushed forwards,unsure of what to do in a situation like this. Lost for words,all three of them helped Sirius through the door.
I HAVE GRADE 8 IN FRENCH NOWW
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