RUNNING WITH WOLVES remus lupin

O39. 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐃

𝐓 𝐇 𝐈 𝐑 𝐓 𝐘 - 𝐍 𝐈 𝐍 𝐄

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THE MINUTES FLEW BY AS SHE STOOD THERE. Before she knew what else to do the man spoke up again. “You know, I didn't think it would be this easy, but you're even more gullible than my sister ever was.” She scowls at him as he pushes his wand more into her throat. “I wasn't so keen on the fact of masquerading as that old bag but Barty was right.”

He pauses and gives her a menacing look. “This was worth it.” As he finishes speaking he looks down at her wand clutched in her hand he grabs it and throws it back towards the desk. She starts to shake in fear. Her body froze in place. All the courage she felt before left her in an instant. Not knowing what this man, her supposed uncle, could do. She then looked towards the entrance of the library which was now closed. When did it close?

Rebastian sees where she's looking and smirks. “Ah, ah, ah, there's no getting out of this, I have big plans for you.” She still doesn't move and he continues, “I could just kill you, but that wouldn't give me the… satisfaction of getting revenge on my blood-traitor sister for tainting our family's name.”

Though it strains her to speak, with his wand pointed at her throat. She won't let her mother be slandered “Don't talk about my mother that way, you have no right-”

“Oh I have every right since your mother decided to get up the duff with that mud-blooded idiot's child… maybe I'll pay her a visit.”

“N-No!” She cries out, at this point feeling like she's unable to breathe. He pulls his wand away slightly though raises an eyebrow. “No? Then I guess you don't have a choice.”

She lets in a shaky breath. Her thoughts ran a Mile a minute. “I'll d-do it, but please don't hurt my sister.” She says feeling like she wants to cry. He lets out a wild laugh. “I thought you see things my way.” He pauses again, looking around in suspicion. “Our time here is running out, Dumbledore is on his way, so I'll make this brief.”

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MEANWHILE WITH PENELOPE...

A month had passed, and George had stopped flirting with Penelope long enough to actually ask her out on a date. It's only been a few days since George finally asked her out. But Penelope couldn't be happier. And in all honesty, she thought it would never happen.

But she won't question her luck; she's happy he did. But right now she's freaking out. This Yule Ball thing is stressing her out. More than she thought it would. Only two days away and she has nothing to wear! This is her first big date with her... well she doesn't know what they are yet. It's too soon.

But it needs to be an amazing night. And for that to happen she needs to look stunning. Where is Elodie when you need her? She sighs. Probably daydreaming about the professor. No use dwelling on that now…

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BACK TO ELODIE

Elodie puts on a brave face in front of her supposed uncle. Even though she was scared out of her mind. “What exactly is it that you want me to do?” she asks shakily. “Simple, I want you to make sure that Potter boy gets that cup in the maze, during the third task.”

She immediately scoffs. "How am I supposed to control his movements? He's the one who has to finish the task. He sneers at her, pointing his wand at her stomach sending a stinging hex her way. She cringes in pain. “That was a warning, niece, the next thing that comes from this wand won't be forgiving. So I'd carefully watch your answers. Her cheek swells with tears as she already feels a welt from the hex forming.

“And I wasn't finished, you're going to be my spy. If anyone seems to be catching on to me or Barty, you let me know immediately. It doesn't matter how you do it, just encourage and push him towards achieving glory. Say it's for Gryffindor pride or something. But it's in your and your sister's best interest to make it happen."

"Um, You're still missing information, and it's vital, I suppose if I'm going to be your spy." He scowls in annoyance. Muttering something along the lines of ‘fuck your exhausting’. “And what is that?”

“Who's Barty?”

“Another death eater like me-”

She makes an effort to keep her voice steady when speaking. “A death eater, y-you're a death eater.” Well, that effort failed. A smirk appears on his face. “Oh, you didn't know… Mummy dearest has two death-eater brothers.” Two! Why did she never tell us? “Anyways you probably know Barty as Professor Moody now.” No…

He suddenly glances at the door with fervor.  She refused to look away from the man who pointed his wand at her. The only sounds she hears are footsteps approaching. Thank goodness maybe I'll get out of this. “But none of that other shit matters now, you do what I told you. Should I even catch you going near Dumbledore or his office? Even going to McGonagall. Your sister will pay the price. Just like my sister did."

Then It's like her whole body is numb. After hearing those words. Nothing else he says matters. He's the reason. All the years of wondering and questions. He's the reason why they're dead.

Before Elodie could comprehend what was happening she was being pushed back hard. Landing on the bookcase hitting her head and passing out.