Thread: Adderstrike(HP)Church/Moon

Lupin looked surprised Blake understands it? We've spent weeks looking through his things after he left trying to figure out what it was talking about. We got nowhere he said, guessing Harry hadn't gotten any further than they had with Zach's scribbles, nonsense, and random numbers. He was a member, he left soon after Zach disappeared when he was asked questions about Zach's personal life and if they ever did anything together. He always acted kinda shady he muttered. Harry didn't surprise him when he said they wouldn't be assisting the Aurors, he could have guessed that much. Harry seemed possessive over him enough as it was, something that didn't really fit with his personality. Harry seemed like he would be one to care about all of his charges but wouldn't let one get too close to him for fear of getting hurt like he had been in the past. I understand your need for justice, the mutilation of children is one of the most terrible things I can imagine and to have a mind capable of reasoning those actions would have to be broken, which Zach certainly was not. Lupin said softly. Remus didn't think that Harry dwelled on the fact that he should have been with his parents anymore but as a child you have the imagination and hope to have a better life, especially when your life was hell because your parents were dead. Why would Snape risk his life for him? He isn't Severus's son or anything is he? he asked, the action making Snape sound uncharacteristically generous and altruistic, something that didn't fit his personality at all. It would fit if there were something in it for him, like winning his life back from Potter for whatever their grievances had been before. Lupin shifted in the chair a little, trying to re-situate himself a bit. He looked shocked and then almost angry who told you that? he asked sharply, sounding irritated. There is no way your parents could have died in a fucking car crash he said angrily, pissed that someone would even tell their son that, not even having the decency to tell him the truth. He was usually better about hiding his anger but for some reason he couldn't contain it, shocking himself a little. Harry, your father was one of my best friends, I would have given my life for them in a heartbeat. They weren't in a car crash, they died trying to protect you from Voldemort. The werewolf paused, waiting for it to sink in before speaking again There is a prophecy that you will be the one to finally kill the devil and he found out about it and resolved to kill you and eliminate the problem. He came to your house when you were still a baby, a man we called Wormtail ratting them out to the dark lord. He got to your father first, who was trying to protect you and Lily. Lily threw herself in front of the crib and he killed her as well. Their sacrifice did something and when Voldemort went to kill you as well the spell backfired on him, almost killing him, it should have, no one knows why it didn't. That night was the night you got that scar. Serious is your Godfather and should have gotten you but was thrown in Azkaban for something he didn't do. I was the only one left and I couldn't take you or I would have. By the time we had managed to get Serious out you were already gone and though we looked for a while you had just disappeared without a trace. Remus hadn't tried lying to Harry yet, thinking after all this time he deserved the truth and he would try to ease any pain that he could in memory of his friend. Serious would still want to meet you if you wanted. He would understand why you wouldn't though he said, knowing he had to throw it out there for Black's sake. We were looking for Adderstrike because there is a group of people who think that a group of wizards and witches, or those coming from magic, should be in the wizarding world and integrated into their society he told him. I don't agree. I think our world is far too regulated and there could be a way to let magic and muggle and beast live without all of the homicide. However, I am aware that I am an idealist and prefer to see the better side in people even when the ugly side rears its head. Lupin's muscles were starting to ache with the awkward position they were in, trying to move a little though the ropes were tight enough to restrict almost all movement. How did Blake come to be with Zach? He was never mentioned when he was at the Order, probably a good thing for his sake at the time, although they found him eventually. Poor boy. Terrible about his mother he said, not even realizing that it was Adderstike that had gone through the city and killed so many child molesters and rapists and those who simply let it happen. Blake was laying on his bed and flipping through some of the journals, just reading what Zach had written and touching his script. His handwriting had always been very nice, though there were places where it got sloppy, which wasn't like him at all, he had always stressed the importance of neat handwriting, spending more time looking over them until he found the double message within the first. Thank God for Zach and his riddles, saving his own skin after he was already gone. His eyes flicked upwards as he saw a few younger boys peeking his head inside the door, ducking as they saw Blake looking at them, hearing their soft whispers. He put the journal down Doc isn't here if you want to come in and actually talk to me he told them. One of the braver ones ventured inside and looked at him as if he were going to leap out of the bed and bite him. Did you really fight the Aurors? The small boy asked, looking up at him nervously. Sure did he replied, the boy looking amazed and intimidated at the same time. He told him to climb up on the bed, carefully moving Zach's things to the side table that was overflowing with the journals, tapes, papers, and quills. Two others came out and wanted to climb up as well, sitting and looking at him like he was a different species or a story book character who had come to life. They were impoverished and beaten like he and Harry had been but their hope and bewilderment was still intact. What did they do? One asked they tied me in a chair and used an unforgivable curse he told them, one making a noise but they aren't allowed to! The point making Blake smile a little I know, that's why he got in trouble afterwards. What did they do it for? The first boy asked, wondering if Blake had done something terrible for it they thought I knew something about someone they were looking for he said gently, well why didn't they just ask you? I don't know, I guess they were just angry and didn't know what else to do. That doesn't mean they can hurt you you're right, what is your name? he asked the boy M-a-x he said proudly, Blake laughing a little for the first time in a long time. I'm Billy and this is Michael the other said, pointing at the boy beside him we're twins, he added as if the fact they looked exactly alike didn't give them away. Well I'm Blake, and I don't really have any friends here so if you guys want to come by sometime you can he told them as Doc was walking in nope, boys it's getting late and you're going to miss curfew if you're down here and I am not taking the blame for it he said firmly, the boys groaning but leaving quickly, Max waving as he left. I don't want you moving around, you might hurt something worse and then you'll be stuck in here for even longer and I know you're already wanting out. I want you out he said, laughing a little and I mean that in the best way possible he teased, Blake sighing as he laid back again, trying to keep himself awake for a little while in hope that Harry would come visit before he fell asleep again.