Smallville Fan Fiction / Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Savin Me ❯ Interlude ( Chapter 8 )

I know You're listening in the silence of this night
The news is blistering but I hold on to Your light
And though there's darkness all around us,
By my faith I know You're there
Give me the strength to lead the way,
Send me the words I need to say
Use me to guide them day by day
This is a Father's Prayer

-A Mother And Father's Prayer by Colin Raye and Melissa Manchester

 

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot! Yay I own something!

 

A/N: Don't kill me! I had to have this interlude! Chapter 8 will be out as soon as I put the finishing touches on it, I promise!

Later!

Christy

SSDD

 

 

Savin Me

Interlude

 

Remus stared incredulously at the Order Members. They were gathered, as always, at Grimmauld place. The topic, once again, was Harry and whether or not he had turned dark.

 

The entire Weasley family were gathered and appeared to be in shock. With the recent death of Ron, even the mischievous twins were unnaturally silent.

 

“What you mean to tell me,” Remus drawled icily, “is that because Harry took off, after the deaths of his closest friends, he's become Dark?”

 

“Now see here,” Shacklebolt began hotly.

 

“No. You all are going to listen,” Remus snarled, amber eyes flashing dangerously.

 

“Harry would never betray us. If he left freely, it is only to heal. He will return, understand?”

 

 

“Remus is right,” Molly agreed, tears trickling down her pale and drawn face. “Harry was Ron's best friend, and he'll want to avenge him. I only hope he'll forgive me someday,” Molly sobbed softly.

 

“Molly, what did you do?” Tonks asked after a few moments of tense silence.

 

“After he told us of Ron and Hermione's death, I begged him to go. To leave us alone. I told him I didn't want him to attend their funerals,” Molly cried, slightly hysterical.

 

“That's why…

…He didn't show up,” The twins spoke in tangent with a look of dawning comprehension on their faces.

 

“Oh Molly, why would you do that?” Tonks asked quietly, sorrow written deep on her ageless face.

 

“I had to. I couldn't face him. I would look at Harry and see my baby boy,” Molly sobbed, burying her face in her hands.

 

“Now that you know that Harry didn't skip Ron and Hermione's funeral by choice, do you still believe he's turned dark?” Remus asked darkly, amber eyes flashing with ire.

 

“Even if he was respecting Mrs. Weasley's regards, why hasn't he gotten in touch with the rest of us?” Shacklebolt demanded, unwilling to let it go.

 

“Well gee I don't know,” Fred remarked sharply, irony sharp in his tone, “Maybe the fact that he needed to heal also? Oh wait, that couldn't be it, after all he's the chosen one. Harry Potter isn't human, remember?”

 

Shacklebolt flushed darkly, ducking his head in embarrassment and shame.

 

“If that's all, I think this meeting is over,” Moody declared from the doorway.

 

With a quiet murmur, the room emptied of its occupants. After the last person left, Moody turned to Remus and raised an eyebrow.

 

“What was that about?” He growled, watching as the younger man flushed in embarrassment.

 

“They were attacking Harry and I couldn't deal with it. I know I told you that I was going to be patient, but I couldn't help it. The wolf in me is going crazy. We want our cub back. Not knowing if he's safe or even alive is driving us both crazy. After Sirius…”

 

“I know Remus, and I have good news for you,” Moody replied soothingly, bracing a hand on the younger man's shoulder.

 

“Really? You've found him? Where is he?” Remus fired out, amber eyes filling with tears as relief swept through his body. Even as he tried to caution himself, he couldn't stave off the feeling of absolute joy that danced in his soul. His cub had been found he just knew it.

 

“If our sources are right, he's in America. Our Muggle sources have traced one Severus Snape from Wiltshire to London. From there he bought three tickets to Metropolis, Kansas. We think he's still in Kansas. According to our source, the two other tickets were registered to one D. Malfoy and one H. Potter. As both tickets were used, we can only assume that they're with Snape wherever he is,” Moody reported, feeling slightly sad that his news wasn't better. But it was as if the trio had simply disappeared.

 

“So Kansas, hmm? Knowing Snape as well as I do, we can assume that he would pick a small-town rather than stay in the city. After all, it would be easier to hide the boys in the middle of nowhere,” Remus drawled, thinking swiftly.

 

“We also have to assume that whatever caused Ron and Hermione's death, hurt Harry. Therefore Snape wouldn't want to travel very far with an impaired child. So we look at small towns within a 100-mile radius of Metropolis. And I guarantee we'll find them,” Remus murmured.

 

“What are you going to do?” Moody asked, frowning slightly.

 

“What do you think? I'm going to Metropolis. I'll set up base there, and when you have more information, you can send it to me. Is that all right?”

 

“If that's what you want,” Moody replied.

 

“Good. I need to go pack. Bye Moody,” Remus remarked, leaving the kitchen and heading up the stairs to his bedroom.

 

Moody went to the fireplace and after throwing in the floo powder, stepped into the flames and disappeared with a silent whoosh.

 

Remus went through his belongings and pulled out his few muggle clothes. Placing them in his bag, he paused and turned to the picture on his bedside table. Picking it up, he stared down at the laughing forms of Harry and his best friends. It had been taken in Harry's third year, during the winter holidays. Harry was smiling and laughing as Hermione tackled Ron and drove him to the ground. The three of them seemed so innocent, as if the war would never touch them. Unfortunately for Harry's sake, the war was already upon them.

 

With a sigh Remus placed the picture in his bag. Hopefully he would be able to find his cub in Kansas. Heaven help Severus if anything else had happened to him while he was in his custody.

 

Amber eyes narrowed in annoyance at the thought of the Potions Master. If anything were wrong with his cub, Severus would pay.

 

You may depend on that.

 

TBC

 

 

Later guys!