Just our luck.

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**** I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters, places or anything else the Queen Rowling wrote from that amazing mind of hers.****

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Remus' P.O.V


I didn't turn around when I heard that voice. The voice of Severus Snape. I didn't know how I was supposed to get out of this situation. If I turned around he'd know who I really was and then probably guess who was with me, and I knew he wouldn't turn down a chance to get James and Sirius arrested. He was constantly comparing Harry to James (which James found extremely hilarious), so I knew he still hated him, and most likely Sirius as well. I doubt he'd be too fond of me, now that I think of it, though I'd never done anything to him intentionally.

"Turn around so I can see who you are, and don't think about running." Snape said quietly, and I heard him stepping closer. I tried to reach for my wand without him noticing. If I could only put the appearance spell back on myself I wouldn't be in nearly as much trouble. Luckily it was dark, so he didn't notice me slip my hand into my pocket and non-verbally cast the spell, and he also didn't notice my hair changing colour. I mentally sighed in relief and turned around slowly to find his wand right in front of my nose, nearly touching it.

"Reid!  What are you doing out of bed and roaming the corridors at this hour? Surely you have been in this school long enough to know that is forbidden." Snape said. 

"I... I don't know..." I tried to make myself look confused and looked around as if lost.

"I don't know what I'm doing, I don't remember anything..." Please believe it, please believe it. 

He was looking closely at my face, trying to decide whether of not to believe my sleep walking lie. He narrowed his eyes, obviously decided, and I held my breath waiting anxiously to see how much trouble I was in. At least I didn't have to bring the others into it now. I'm lucky to have learned non-verbal magic (something I was quite proud of, if I was being honest with myself) while the others were learning how to become animaguses in fourth year and the start of fifth year.

"You obviously have a problem, Reid, if you managed to get this far from the Gryffindor common room without waking yourself up. Perhaps we should take a trip to the hospital wing, I believe Poppy has a *Suansiul potion. We wouldn't want you hurting yourself." Snape said, a weird look on his face. Oh no. I read that the Suansiul potion was invented by an Irish wizard in 1973, because his wife used to get into all sort trouble for sleepwalking, like trying to climb out upstairs windows and opening the front door and walking for miles before she either woke or he noticed she was gone. The only thing is, if someone who doesn't sleepwalk takes it unnecessarily, it will make them slip into a coma that the may not wake up from for weeks, or even years. Snape obviously thought he had me cornered, that I had no way of getting out of this. I agreed with him. I knew I'd have to come up with a different excuse about why I was out after curfew, and to make sure the others didn't get caught. 

"Well, Reid, what are you waiting for? Lead the way to the hospital wing." Snape said, sneering slightly.

"Uh, o-okay..." I said, deciding I'd think of a better excuse while we were walking. Snape seemed surprised that I'd agreed to go. He led the way down the corridor with the classroom we had been hiding in. I'd forgotten that they're still in the room! What would happen if they're being loud, or if one of them comes out wondering why I'm taking so long? I could only hope that it would be Harry, Ron or Hermione that checked, at least we wouldn't be in too much trouble then. I held me breath while we passed the door, thankful that they were at least being quiet. We had almost made it to the adjoining corridor that we'd have to take to the hospital wing when I heard the door opening and someone coming out. Of course they would. And who was it? 

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