THE QUEEN OF MY HEART
A/N: Those of you who have read "Harry Potter and the necklace of Gebo" will be quite disappointed with this story. It is less thought out, it'll be much shorter, and it'll take longer for me to update. But I would advise you to read it anyway. I think it'll turn out quite good even though it couldn't hold a candle to my first HP fanfic.
Disclaimer and etc: I don't own any of the names so far. I might make up my own characters later. I' also, might be off on dates and descriptions. I hope no one is offended by my portrayal of these characters.
Chapter One: Speaking of Girls
She stood just meters away, smiling brilliantly and flipping her long, shimmering, dark red hair over her shoulder as she talked to her many friends. She was the most popular girl at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Everyone loved her; including Remus Lupin. Remus could stare at Lily Evans for hours, just absorbing her gentle grace. He thought of her as the Queen of his heart. There wasn't a thing she could command that he would not do. Of course, Remus never had the courage to approach her or initiate a link of communication. Everytime she would try to talk to him, he would sputter and act stupid. He wasn't always so shy, though. Remus was perfectly as ease and quite humorous when he hung around with his gang.
"Mooney," someone said as Remus felt a hand on his shoulder.
He turned around and looked at his three best friends: Peter Pettigrew, James Potter, and Sirius Black.
"C'mon, let's get on the train already," Sirius blurted.
Remus smiled and nodded. As the four best friends climbed aboard the Hogwarts Express, James, pushing his glasses to the top of his nose, pulled Remus black a little from the others.
"What were you staring at?" James asked.
"Oh, nothing," Remus lied. "I was just thinking."
"That'll get you into trouble," James laughed. "Thinking is for people like Snape."
Remus smiled, still thinking of the beautiful Lily Evans.
Sirius picked an empty compartment on the train and everyone else crowded in. Remus sat next to James while Sirius was next to Peter. Sirius leaned forward, his outset forehead casting shadows over his dark eyes.
"Kill anyone this Summer?" he asked Remus.
"I should say not," Remus told him. "Even if I had, I should still say not."
"In other words," James put in, "you wouldn't tell us if you did."
"I'm hurt," Peter squealed. "You can't trust us?"
"I'm just bugging with you," Remus assured them. "I'd tell you if I had killed someone."
"Fix your hair, James," Sirius ordered. "You look like you was electrocuted."
"I can't help it," James said, trying to comb his unruly hair into place with his fingernails. "My hair naturally sticks out everywhere."
"I really don't see how you get so many girls," Sirius commented. "Your hair is always a mess and you look like such a geek in those glasses."
"Gee, thanks," James said sarcastically.
The train started moving out of the station. Remus was looking forward to another year at Hogwarts. Summer always depressed him because he had no friends other then James, Sirius, and Peter. And he could only see them during school.
"Sixth-years," Sirius announced. "Best years of our lives."
"The chicks will flock our way," James added.
"Maybe they'll flock your way," Remus began. "Peter and I will probably be left on the sidelines."
Peter nodded vigorously.
"C'mon, Mooney," James said after slapping Remus on the back. "Have a little confidence. That's what gets the ladies."
"It'll take more then confidence for me to get girls," Peter, who was rather short and plump with beady eyes, wheezed. "At least Mooney is good-looking."
Remus was about to object to the comment about him being good-looking when Sirius decided to speak.
"Peter, I'm sure there's a girl who'll love a...cuddly chap like yourself."
Peter smiled excitedly, "Really, Sirius?"
"Sure," Sirius replied.
At least someone got assurance from the conversation. Remus was still sure that he would be left out of the dating life.
"Say, James," Sirius began, "are you still dating-what's her name-Melissa Crabtry?"
"Nah," James answered, "Melissa and I broke up a month ago. I'm dating Brenda Lee now."
"How'd you start dating Brenda Lee?" Peter asked, amazed at the beauty of James' girlfriends.
"I just bumped into her at Diagon Alley," James explained. "She wanted frog's wart. I wanted a frog's wart. We reached for the same wart. I bought her an ice cream cone and there you go. I've been receiving love letters and sending them back ever since."
"How do you do it?" Remus questioned. "Any girl just falls for you instantly. How do you do it?"
"I don't sweat things and just be myself," James told him. "It's quite easy once you get the hang of it."
"Just believe that you can do it," Sirius added. "Walk up to a girl and start a conversation."
"I wish I had the charm," Remus admitted. "Whenever I try to talk to a pretty girl, it's like my brain goes numb."
"Start with ugly ones then," Sirius suggested.
Peter chuckled.
As the day wore on, Remus started to feel ill. The temperature in the compartment seemed to have risen ten degrees and he felt sharp stabbing pains in his sides. He unbuttoned his shirt a little and started to pant.
"Feeling alright, Mooney?" James asked. "You look pale."
"Is it that time of month already?" Peter squealed
"Do you need to lie down?" James asked. "I can move."
"No," Remus breathed, wiping the sweat from the back of his neck, "I have a while still."
Sirius glanced out the window. The sun was getting awfully low.
"It might be dark before we get there," he announced.
"That's a problem," James said, searching the compartment for some solution to their problem.
"What do we do?" Peter screeched, standing on his dumpy legs and pacing in panic. "He's going to change and then everyone'll see."
"That's just what I need," Remus groaned.
"We could owl Dumbledore," James suggested.
"No," Sirius shot down, "what could he do?"
"He always figures out any problems," James informed.
"There isn't enough time!" Sirius exclaimed.
The air in the compartment felt very thick and warm. Remus felt crowded and somewhat claustrophobic.
"I need air," Remus choked, pushing through the helping hands of his friends and leaving the compartment. He made his way through the corridor, pushing against the wall to keep his balance. Next to the train lavatory was an open door. He held on to the metal railing and hung slightly out the door. The fresh air being thrust into his face felt so refreshing. The landscape rushing by made him queazy though.
"Remus?"
Suddenly, the start caused him to loose his balance. He almost fell out of the open door before being gripped around the waist and yanked back on to the train. He tumbled backward and found himself laying on his stomach with his legs propped up on someone. He jerked his head around to look into the brilliant green eyes of Lily Evans.
A/N: Those of you who have read "Harry Potter and the necklace of Gebo" will be quite disappointed with this story. It is less thought out, it'll be much shorter, and it'll take longer for me to update. But I would advise you to read it anyway. I think it'll turn out quite good even though it couldn't hold a candle to my first HP fanfic.
Disclaimer and etc: I don't own any of the names so far. I might make up my own characters later. I' also, might be off on dates and descriptions. I hope no one is offended by my portrayal of these characters.
Chapter One: Speaking of Girls
She stood just meters away, smiling brilliantly and flipping her long, shimmering, dark red hair over her shoulder as she talked to her many friends. She was the most popular girl at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Everyone loved her; including Remus Lupin. Remus could stare at Lily Evans for hours, just absorbing her gentle grace. He thought of her as the Queen of his heart. There wasn't a thing she could command that he would not do. Of course, Remus never had the courage to approach her or initiate a link of communication. Everytime she would try to talk to him, he would sputter and act stupid. He wasn't always so shy, though. Remus was perfectly as ease and quite humorous when he hung around with his gang.
"Mooney," someone said as Remus felt a hand on his shoulder.
He turned around and looked at his three best friends: Peter Pettigrew, James Potter, and Sirius Black.
"C'mon, let's get on the train already," Sirius blurted.
Remus smiled and nodded. As the four best friends climbed aboard the Hogwarts Express, James, pushing his glasses to the top of his nose, pulled Remus black a little from the others.
"What were you staring at?" James asked.
"Oh, nothing," Remus lied. "I was just thinking."
"That'll get you into trouble," James laughed. "Thinking is for people like Snape."
Remus smiled, still thinking of the beautiful Lily Evans.
Sirius picked an empty compartment on the train and everyone else crowded in. Remus sat next to James while Sirius was next to Peter. Sirius leaned forward, his outset forehead casting shadows over his dark eyes.
"Kill anyone this Summer?" he asked Remus.
"I should say not," Remus told him. "Even if I had, I should still say not."
"In other words," James put in, "you wouldn't tell us if you did."
"I'm hurt," Peter squealed. "You can't trust us?"
"I'm just bugging with you," Remus assured them. "I'd tell you if I had killed someone."
"Fix your hair, James," Sirius ordered. "You look like you was electrocuted."
"I can't help it," James said, trying to comb his unruly hair into place with his fingernails. "My hair naturally sticks out everywhere."
"I really don't see how you get so many girls," Sirius commented. "Your hair is always a mess and you look like such a geek in those glasses."
"Gee, thanks," James said sarcastically.
The train started moving out of the station. Remus was looking forward to another year at Hogwarts. Summer always depressed him because he had no friends other then James, Sirius, and Peter. And he could only see them during school.
"Sixth-years," Sirius announced. "Best years of our lives."
"The chicks will flock our way," James added.
"Maybe they'll flock your way," Remus began. "Peter and I will probably be left on the sidelines."
Peter nodded vigorously.
"C'mon, Mooney," James said after slapping Remus on the back. "Have a little confidence. That's what gets the ladies."
"It'll take more then confidence for me to get girls," Peter, who was rather short and plump with beady eyes, wheezed. "At least Mooney is good-looking."
Remus was about to object to the comment about him being good-looking when Sirius decided to speak.
"Peter, I'm sure there's a girl who'll love a...cuddly chap like yourself."
Peter smiled excitedly, "Really, Sirius?"
"Sure," Sirius replied.
At least someone got assurance from the conversation. Remus was still sure that he would be left out of the dating life.
"Say, James," Sirius began, "are you still dating-what's her name-Melissa Crabtry?"
"Nah," James answered, "Melissa and I broke up a month ago. I'm dating Brenda Lee now."
"How'd you start dating Brenda Lee?" Peter asked, amazed at the beauty of James' girlfriends.
"I just bumped into her at Diagon Alley," James explained. "She wanted frog's wart. I wanted a frog's wart. We reached for the same wart. I bought her an ice cream cone and there you go. I've been receiving love letters and sending them back ever since."
"How do you do it?" Remus questioned. "Any girl just falls for you instantly. How do you do it?"
"I don't sweat things and just be myself," James told him. "It's quite easy once you get the hang of it."
"Just believe that you can do it," Sirius added. "Walk up to a girl and start a conversation."
"I wish I had the charm," Remus admitted. "Whenever I try to talk to a pretty girl, it's like my brain goes numb."
"Start with ugly ones then," Sirius suggested.
Peter chuckled.
As the day wore on, Remus started to feel ill. The temperature in the compartment seemed to have risen ten degrees and he felt sharp stabbing pains in his sides. He unbuttoned his shirt a little and started to pant.
"Feeling alright, Mooney?" James asked. "You look pale."
"Is it that time of month already?" Peter squealed
"Do you need to lie down?" James asked. "I can move."
"No," Remus breathed, wiping the sweat from the back of his neck, "I have a while still."
Sirius glanced out the window. The sun was getting awfully low.
"It might be dark before we get there," he announced.
"That's a problem," James said, searching the compartment for some solution to their problem.
"What do we do?" Peter screeched, standing on his dumpy legs and pacing in panic. "He's going to change and then everyone'll see."
"That's just what I need," Remus groaned.
"We could owl Dumbledore," James suggested.
"No," Sirius shot down, "what could he do?"
"He always figures out any problems," James informed.
"There isn't enough time!" Sirius exclaimed.
The air in the compartment felt very thick and warm. Remus felt crowded and somewhat claustrophobic.
"I need air," Remus choked, pushing through the helping hands of his friends and leaving the compartment. He made his way through the corridor, pushing against the wall to keep his balance. Next to the train lavatory was an open door. He held on to the metal railing and hung slightly out the door. The fresh air being thrust into his face felt so refreshing. The landscape rushing by made him queazy though.
"Remus?"
Suddenly, the start caused him to loose his balance. He almost fell out of the open door before being gripped around the waist and yanked back on to the train. He tumbled backward and found himself laying on his stomach with his legs propped up on someone. He jerked his head around to look into the brilliant green eyes of Lily Evans.