Today was, well, cool, I guess. I ended up going to the grocery store with Mom...we checked out, headed to the parking lot, and started oohing and aahing over the "Home Sweet Home School" bumper sticker on the car next to us. Haha.
Anyway, we came home, and put together the chicken cacciatore in the slow cooker, and then Mom and I went downstairs to watch The Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood, which she had seen before, but I hadn't. It was a really cute movie, starring Sandra Bullock (of course, I'm a sucker for stories set in the south, and this one actually referenced some of the older characters going to Atlanta for the premiere of Gone With The Wind, which was cool), and it was quite a funny movie overall. And we got to see the Carolina Belle, the red bi-plane which we rode in while vacationing on Oak Island, in a pretty big part of the film.
So, then we just chilled for a while, and then we all had the chicken cacciatore for dinner, and we watched The Gremlins, which I thought was kinda weird, but still kinda cool. And I tried to take apart my mouse to get a better look at the microswitch, but after trying to pull the top off, I realized that there wasn't an open space under it as I thought there would be, and then, I couldn't get the top back on. So, I'm going out tomorrow after Mom gets home from work in search of a new mouse. The only bad thing is they discontinued the color I have (lime green), but the good thing is they're only about $18 to $20, instead of $30.
Nothing much else this evening, just letting Ella out, and blogging, obviously. Now, last night I did some more editing on that Harry Potter fanfiction I mentioned in my previous post. And again, in the light of day, it didn't seem nearly as great as I thought it was. But, here it is anyway, because well, I don't really know why. I always felt like, as much as the story is all about Harry, that if JK Rowling covered Fred's death as much as she did, then I think there should have been something on Lupin and Tonks.
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Remus. She had to find Remus. Nymphadora Tonks pushed past the crowds of students and professors preparing for battle inside the castle, and made her way to the main entrance of Hogwarts. Her eyes traveled over the grounds, desperately searching for any sign of her husband. There was nothing there, only a dark, thick cloud of dust and smoke. She could just barely make out the shapes of some of her fellow fighters beyond the haze, dueling with a handful of the Dark Lord’s men, jets of red and green light shooting through the air as they fought for control.
Her legs propelled her forward into a run, off through the debris that now littered the surrounding area. She fought as she ran, stunning more than a few Death Eaters, and disarming others. Her heart beat fast in her chest, her mind constantly working, as she futilely scanned the grounds for Remus. The last she had heard was that he was dueling with Dolohov somewhere on the grounds.
She kept herself moving, dodging spell after spell from the Death Eaters who were slowly taking control of the grounds, inch by inch, foot by foot. She ducked just in time as a green bolt shot over her head, cast by a Death Eater off to her right. She whirled around, yelling “Stupefy!” and the spell hit him square on the chest, knocking him out cold. A small, self-satisfied smile came to her face, but disappeared at the thought of her husband, somewhere in all this mess.
Taking off again, she cast another stunning spell at a Death Eater, this time missing her target by mere inches. She saw the ugly creature turn toward her, raising its wand to attack, and in defense, she raised hers. Even from this distance, she could see the look in its eyes, the look of a killer. She was only seconds away from firing a disarming spell at him, when a jet of red light hit the dark form from another direction, stunning him. The form of a man appeared out of the haze, and she found herself looking at the person she had so desperately wanted to find.
“Remus!”
He caught sight of her immediately, and started into a sprint, fending off attackers as he went. She cast off a stunning spell at another Death Eater just as Remus reached her. She expected him to take her in his arms, to kiss her and tell her she was terrific, but instead, she felt him take her hand, spin her, and lead her off in a sprint. She could barely breathe anymore, the dust and smoke stinging the inside of her throat as her lungs filled with the polluted air.
Remus still had her hand, and for a moment, it was the only thing that kept her going, knowing that she still had her husband by her side. The thought made her stronger, and she ran faster, her legs pounding into the ground with each step. She cast a stunning charm at the Death Eater blocking their path, spinning him out of their way before dropping to the ground. Then, Remus took the lead, pulling her away from the battle and behind a row of dense hedges along the outskirts of the garden. They slowed their pace, retreating behind a second row of the tall greenery, and came to a stop somewhere in the middle of it all.
Remus dropped her hand.
“What the hell are you doing?” he asked, his voice raspy from the smoke.
She looked up at him, slightly bewildered by this uncharacteristic reception. “What do you think I’m doing? I’m fighting, Remus!”
He waited a moment, then, changing his tone, he said, “Go home, Dora. It’s safer at your mother’s. Get out of here.”
“No,” she answered defiantly.
“Dora--”
“You know just as well as I do that I’m not bloody leaving! I’m a trained wizard! I shouldn’t be sitting at home, twiddling my thumbs, while my husband goes off to battle against the Dark Lord’s army by himself! This is one time you don’t get a say in this, Remus! I’m staying to fight!”
He nodded, hearing her tone. She wasn’t going to back down, no matter how long he tried. And at the moment, time wasn’t on their side. He looked down at her, still as lovely as ever, even with the layer of grime that now covered her clothes and skin, breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling as she collected her breath. Her eyes met his again, and she spoke.
“You have to promise me. If I should die…Promise me that no matter what, no matter how little you think of yourself, that you will never, ever, leave Teddy. Never leave our little boy.”
“Dora--”
“Promise me!”
He took her hand again, more softly this time, and looked straight into her dark eyes. “I promise.” He paused, becoming more aware of their close proximity to the battle raging on beyond the hedges, then turned back to her. He knew he needn’t ask her the same thing; he could see the answer in her eyes – she would never leave their son. “And if we both…?”
The word itself was not necessary; she understood. “My mother promised to raise and take care of him… And Harry, if he survives this mess, I have no doubt that he will be a wonderful godfather to Teddy.”
He nodded, then took her in his arms, embracing her. Her hands came around to rest on his back, and for a fleeting moment, they were back in her parents’ house, happy and safe. But, a loud scream nearby brought them back to the reality of it all, and they realized they had dallied too long.
She pulled away slightly, still lingering in his arms, and looked up at him. Their eyes met, and in an instant, she felt his lips on hers. She closed her eyes, trying to remember every second of it, for she knew this might be the last time they would ever be this close.
He pulled away, his hands moving to softly cup her face, and placed a light kiss on her forehead. “I love you,” he said, meeting her gaze once more.
“I love you, too.” A tear threatened to escape her eye, but she forced herself not to cry. Weakness was not an option; she had to be strong.
They pulled away from each other, their hands tightening on their wands as they heard the screams of another victim beyond the seclusion of the garden.
He took her hand, then asked, “Ready?”
She nodded, and he led them back through the hedges, and back toward the battle. As they reached the end of the path, she let go of his hand, steadied herself, and then continued on with the fight, Remus right by her side.
They were together when their lives both ended, and when their bodies, cold and still, were moved and placed next to each other in the Great Hall, they were finally together forever, and at peace.
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So, that's what I got. Not the best, I realize that. And probably very out of character and never likely to happen this way as well. I realized that I need to work on setting the scene, using the character's senses to paint a better picture of the surroundings, and about a thousand other things, but I wanted to at least finish it before I went to the movie, because I wanted to just go by the book version.
Okay, that's all I got for the night. Going to go chill out and then head to bed.