Scars: Scars Saga 1

The Potter's Place

Chapter 20: The Potter's Place

Daylight
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I musn't give in

-Memory from Cats

The start of term started with a new memory: my hand. There was a scar that traveled the length of my right palm and it was caused by my father, however, indirectly. I wasn't the subject of my father's anger for once; it was my mother he was mad at. I tried to intervene, only my mother pushed me aside, and my hand went through a class curio. There was a scar simply because my hand wasn't tended to properly.

The start of term also brought a new attack. It was a double attack this time however, and according to the reports of the girls the attackers had increased in number. I suspect it was to compensate for girls not being alone.

Remus stayed in hospital the whole first week of classes. Apparently, not only had Snape seen the wolf but the wolf had seen Snape and caught his scent. Since James and Sirius were busy dealing with Snape, and Peter's rat did little to assuage the wolf's anger, the wolf turned on Remus.

Remus now had three long scars stretching across his face from where the wolf had clawed him. They would forever serve as a reminder of that night. The story we were telling everyone was that the guys had been goofing around near the Whomping Willow and Remus had gotten too close. Because of Sirius! I made sure everyone knew it was Sirius' fault.

Speaking of Sirius, I continued to avoid him. It's lucky I had made new friends; it was much easier to avoid Sirius when I didn't have to sit near him at meals.

I visited Remus everyday once term started back...to take him notes from lessons of course. Sometimes my visits were cut short. I left whenever Sirius came around with the guys.

"You'll have to forgive him sooner or later," Remus said one day towards the end of his stay.

"I know. I just want to make sure he's punished enough."

"He has been, trust me. A week without you is punishment enough. A two week break is torture."

"Torture? Really?" I looked around us. There was no one else in the hospital that day and Madam Pomfrey was in her office in the back. "Was it torture not to do this?"

I stood and gave him a quick kiss. That's all it was meant to be at least, but as I pulled back his hand caught the back of my head and he pulled me back down for a longer kiss; my stomach twisted in knots. It was the first time we'd been able to kiss like that since the start of holiday.

I finally forgave Sirius about a week later. I was at breakfast with Lily, Ruth, and Janice at the Ravenclaw table when mail arrived. Sirius had sent me a card that very loudly, and very publicly, proclaimed that he was an idiot and begged for my forgiveness. I figured after such a public proclamation and self-humiliation, he deserved a break.

The new term flew by quickly. According to the Professors, exams were just around the corner so they piled on the homework. Between that, the Ruins project, meeting with the girls, and the new apparition lessons we all signed up for, there wasn't much free time.

Before either of us knew it, February and Valentine's Day were upon us. Remus and I, however, couldn't go to Hogsmeade that weekend. Only couples went to Hogsmeade on Valentine's Day, and since Remus and I were only friends in the eyes of James we had no reason to go. With the aid of Lily and Janice, however, we were able to set up a clandestine dinner, much like our first one. It was perfect.