August was named after the full moon she was born under. August Moon O'Keefe. The gentle moon. It's ironic that she was named the gentle moon, considering the moon is anything but gentle to her.
Besides August and Jade O'Keefe, all characters belon...
Remus stopped dead in his tracks when he walked into the kitchen. Sirius was standing in the corner, with his arms crossed, and one hand holding his head up. He looked at Remus and shrugged. August had already destroyed half the kitchen, flinging detached drawers across the room searching for something. Remus quickly and quietly crossed the room to Sirius.
"Should we call Jade?" Remus whispered.
"I don't think this is a bad thing..." Sirius slowly turned to Remus, rubbing his chin, "She's looking for something."
"By destroying the kitchen?" Remus asked.
"I don't mind." Sirius shrugged, "I've been meaning to do it."
"Do you need help, Moon?" Remus called across the room. She let out a sound of relief when she found the drawer she was looking for, throwing everything out of it until she found exactly what she was looking for. She slowly turned around and saw the two men, she walked up to Remus as both he and Sirius pushed their backs against the wall afraid they were going to be the next thing tossed around. Instead, she ripped the pen from his front shirt pocket and left the kitchen.
"What happened?" Remus asked, "Why isn't she talking?"
"I'm not sure," Sirius said, "We were talking about Cassius, and it seemed like her mind was somewhere else. She just kept staring past me at the wall, and then she just got up and started doing all of this."
Before Remus could speak, the sound of a couch scratching against the floorboards interrupted him. They followed the sound back to the parlor and saw her almost on her knees pushing the couch across the room until it banged its back into the wall. She jumped up on the cushions, bending over as she used her thigh to scribble something on the pad of sticky notes she had been looking for. There was a thumbtack balanced between her lips. She looked over at the men staring at her from the hall, "I'm sick and tired of looking at this thing." She smashed the thumbtack through the sticky note on the tapestry over the burn mark just above Sirius' name.
"There," She jumped backward off the couch, wiping her hands in contentment, "That's better."
She turned to them smiling. Sirius and Remus stuck their heads through the threshold and saw that she had drawn a smiley face on a sticky note and put it where Sirius' face should have been.
"It looks just like me." Sirius smiled.
"Thank you," August smiled at him and looked back at the tapestry, "I think it's my best work."
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August needed to do something before she left for him. She knew that once she and Harry left for school in a few days, he would go back to sulking and hiding away. His cheerfulness was evaporating fast now that Christmas was over. As the date of their departure back to Hogwarts drew nearer, he became more and more prone to what Molly called "fits of the sullens," in which he would become taciturn and grumpy, often withdrawing to Buckbeak's room for hours at a time. His gloom seeped through the house, oozing under doorways like some noxious gas so that all of them became infected by it. And Sirius was not the only one with a grumpy attitude.
