"GET THE BLOODY HELL AWAY FROM HER!"
Sarai's head snapped towards the voice to see Remus furiously pointing his wand at Snuffles. He shot another spell towards Snuffles, who tore off deeper into the forest.
"Wait uncl--"
She was cut off by a sharp glare from Remus. One that she had never seen before. She turned pale. The hazel eyes Remus had were dark with anger as he shook. He stormed towards her, and grabbed her by the arm,
"Uncle Remus--" Sarai cried desperately, fear pounding through her.
"What the hell do you think you're doing Sarai?" Remus shouted at her. His grip on her arm was firm as he dragged her towards the castle. Sarai was too dumbfounded by her Uncle's emotions to fight as he guided her inside the castle. Anytime she opened her mouth to say something, she was cut off by a threatening look from Remus, as if daring her to say something. She had clamped her mouth shut as the Remus, not letting loose of his tight grip pulled her into his office. He quickly shut the door behind them, before releasing his grip on her arm.
Sarai rubbed her arm from where he held her, and shrunk back at the dark glare Remus gave her.
"Are you insane!?" He demanded, hands on his hips.
"I didn't do any--"
"WANDERING ABOUT THE FOREST, WITH A KILLER ON THE LOOSE IS NOT NOTHING!"
Sarai flinched at Remus's voice. Tears began to well into her eyes, as she angrily glared back at Remus.
"STOP YELLING AT ME!" She shrieked at him. The goblet that was sitting on Remus's desk exploded. She stopped in her tracks at the explosion, tears freely flowing down her face, "I didn't do anything." She cried out, softly this time, but angrily brushed the tears off of her face. "Snuffles would never hurt me!"
"Snuff--oh for fucks sake, Sarai!" Remus exclaimed, causing her to jump at the harsh tone again, "How do you know that that mutt, isn't the very reason, Black has been able to get into the castle!"
Sarai glared back at Remus defiantly, "He's not a mutt!" She yelled back, "He's a stray! And I've--I've been taking care of him! He'd never do anything to hurt me!"
Remus laughed darkly, "And you just know so much about it do you?" He said sarcastically, before rounding on her again, "You are never, never" He seethed, "To see that thing again! Do you understand me? I forbid it!"
Sarai let out a quiet sob, as the words failed her in that moment. "Why!?" Her voice cracked, "Why are you doing this? Why are you yelling, I---" Sob, "I d-don't understand!"
Remus' had a permanent wrinkle in between his brows. "It's for your own good." He said firmly. He took a deep breath to collect his emotions. "You are to return to the gryffindor common room, and Sarai," Remus warned, "If I even get a hint, that you go anywhere near that damn dog,---" Another deep breath to calm himself, "---You'll have detention every night for the rest of the school year. Do. you. understand. me?"
Sarai sobbed as she struggled to catch her breath,
"Do you understand ?" Remus repeated, more forceful this time.
"Yes!" Sarai snapped, before stalking out of the classroom.
Sarai had no thoughts on what had just happened. She had no idea how Remus had found her, or found out about Snuffles. And she definitely had no clue as to why Remus had yelled at her. Tears angrily flowed down her cheeks as she ran through the corridor. Her vision was blurred from the tears as she choked on her own breath, she had hardly remembered crashing into a large figure when turning the corridor down another path.
"Hey--Woah,"
A voice said as she went crashing down to her knees gasping, and rocking back and forth. She had never seen Remus this angry. She had never heard him yell before. She had never heard him use such a harsh tone or punishment with her before. She grabbed her hair and started pulling at it, sobbing, against the figure whom she'd crashed into.
"There's nothing to see here!" Another voice snapped before two sets of arms gently pulled Sarai into the girls lavatory.
Sarai neither cared nor noticed, as all she could do was sob. She tried yanking her hair out, her anxiety and nerves getting the better of her. "Sn--Snuffles," She sobbed harder, and felt two soft hands grab her wrists, and pull her hands away from her hair.
"I-I didn't--didn't do a--anything w--wrong!" She wailed.
Darkness began to cloud her vision as she heard the first voice. A male one's, she recognized.
"We know, love."
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When she awoke, she was in her own bed, with a worried Hermione at her side.
"You're awake!" She exclaimed in relief.
Sarai groggily sat up in her bed, "Wha--What happened?" She asked. Her eyes felt puffy from crying.
Hermione frowned, "I don't know," She admitted, "Zabini, and Greengrass, they brought you here." Hermione, quickly pulled out a small wooden box from her bag. "Here, Professor Lupin said You'd forgotten this." She handed the Himitsu-baku to Sarai.
Sarai's expression darkened, at the sound of Remus's name, but took the box back. "Thank you." She said quietly.
She traced the engravings on the mahogany, silently. The thoughts of her spat with Remus, replaying in her head over and over again. She was furious, confused, hurt, and betrayed all at once. Most of all, she was worried for Snuffles. She glared angrily at the box in her hand, before shaking the thoughts away, very aware of Hermione watching her every move. She placed it on the side table, before getting up from her bed.
"I'm going to shower, I'll meet you for lunch?" Sarai asked,
"Dinner, it's nearly five." Hermione said checking her watch.
"Dinner, then."
In reality Sarai had wanted nothing to do with dinner. Her face felt hot from embarrassment throughout her entire shower, as she pictured Blaise and Astoria's expressions from seeing her in such a blubbering state. She had never felt so vulnerable with anyone like that before. She shook the thoughts away once more, as she made her way towards the Great Hall. When she entered the hall, her eyes met Remus's, but she quickly looked away. She found her seat next to Dean and looked down at her empty plate blankly.
Dean nudged her softly, "What's wrong?" He asked. Sarai shrugged her shoulders, staring hard.
"Nothing," She mumbled, "I don't want to talk about it right now."
"Well, eat up," Seamus said across from her. He loaded mashed potatoes onto her plate, "Food always makes things better."
Dean also helped him piled food onto Sarai's plate, finally causing her to look up at her two best friends.
"Thanks," She said grateful. When she lifted her eyes, she saw Blaise at the Slytherin table staring directly at her. Observing quietly. His eyes flitted back between his plate and her eyes. As if waiting.
She rolled her eyes, but grabbed her fork, and shoved it into the mashed potatoes. She had made a big show she lifted her fork to show him proof, before shoving it in her mouth. Seamus looked at her bewildered "Are you sure you're alright?" Seamus asked incredulously.
Sarai's face flushed, realizing how crazy she must have looked. She looked up at Blaise again to see him snickering. She ignored him, and turned back to Seamus, "Yeah, it's nothing."
Sarai had begun carefully avoiding Remus at all costs. She still didn't understand how Remus had found out about her and Snuffles, but rather than risk the rest of the year with detentions, she stayed put inside the castle. Instead, she focused most of her time with her friends and homework. Unfortunately, the appeal, Hermione had made for Buckbeak lost. The date of the execution still hadn't been announced yet, but it was the end of a losing war for Buckbeak. Sarai tried her best to comfort her, but it was no use. Luckily, it had seemed that Harry, and most importantly, Ron, had forgiven her for scabbers death. Sarai had seen the three of them inseparable, since the horrible news of buckbeak had come to light. Sarai, had taken matters into her own hands afterwards one night, and threatened to hex the bollocks off of both of the boys if they had ever tried to abandon Hermione like that again. They had taken her threats to heart it seemed, because Hermione seemed to be in a bit of a better spirit. She had also doubled over in laughter, as she found out from Dean, that she had taken to slapping Malfoy across the face for making fun of Hagrid during her class.
Again, the more time she spent with Hermione, the more she began to hold her in a higher regard. She began to dearly treasure her as a friend. Sarai, was definitely confused that day in class though, when Hermione hadn't turned up to their charms lesson.
"Oy!" She hissed at Harry from her seat next to Seamus, "Where's Hermione?"
Harry and Ron exchanged looks before shrugging their shoulders, "She was just behind us when we got to class. I haven't got a clue." Harry answered earnestly.
Hermione had chosen the worst day to skip class. The class went marvelously, if Sarai had to describe it. Professor Flitwick had definitely chosen the right time to introduce cheering charms to the class. "I reckon, Hermione could have done well with a cheering charm used on her too," Sarai mused to Dean and Seamus at lunch, all her classmates sporting broad grins on their faces. The cheering charms had left her with a feeling of great contentment, as she dug into her apple pie.
Her thoughts had crossed to Remus, and their spat, and it felt as if it hadn't mattered anymore. It was obviously due to the effects of the charm, but she almost wished she'd been able to speak to him. Return to their routine of life inside the castle. Badgering him after class. But she pushed the thought to the back of her mind as the three made their way towards their next class. Ancient-runes.
Michael, unfortunately had to miss the class due to a concussion, he'd gotten from a scuffle with another student in the corridors. So she was left to endure the class alone, unless Hermione decided to show turn up. After walking her to her class, she bid Dean and Seamus goodbye, before entering the classroom. The lesson had yet to start, so she dropped her books by an empty table and plopped down, a little disheartened the cheering charm had worn off. She propped her chin up in her hand and waited, for class to begin.
Suddenly, she heard someone else drape their school-bag on the back of the chair beside her, and she turned to see someone plop down beside her.
"Feeling better, McLupin?"
"Why are you sitting here?" Sarai asked suspiciously.
"Relax," Blaise said, earning an irritable huff from Sarai, "Theo's skipping class, and I heard Corner's in the hospital wing. Figured I couldn't leave both of us lonely now, could I?"
Sarai rolled her eyes. "Just don't expect me to catch you up when you get confused in today's lesson."
Blaise smirked, "Wouldn't dream of it."
Before Sarai had a chance to respond with a quip, Hermione burst through the door, looking as if she'd just completed a marathon around the castle. Sarai stared at her bewildered, as she noticed the bits of hair sticking to the side of her face, likely from drool.
"S--sorry," Said Hermione through gasps as she fought to catch her breath, "Missed you in class."
From beside her, she could hear Blaise mutter under his breath, "Looks like she could use a few days off."
Sarai impatiently, kicked his shin under the table, while giving Hermione a smile, "You finally get some rest, then?" She asked kindly.
Hermione gave her a weak smile, as she plopped down at the table in front of them. "Sort of," She admitted. She then gave Blaise an odd look, before looking at Sarai curiously.
Before she could even begin to ask a question Blaise shrugged his shoulders, before interrupting the conversation.
"It's a small class, Granger. I didn't want to be bored the entire time." He said in a nonchalant voice, "Plus, McLupin's the most entertaining to be around when she's annoyed."
"It's McKinnon."
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