The Player or the good guy? by NotWithoutMusik . (best big ereader .txt) 📕

„Avada -“ before I could finish the spell, another one hit me in the back and I flew through the air again, landing exactly in front of Daltons feet. Quickly, he took my wand from me and then, with an easy whip of his wand, he tied my hands together. 

„Ah, I thought you would try that. That’s why I brought the lovely Bellatrix to help me kill you or make you a Death Eater.“

Before I even saw the black, curly hair or the white skin of the witch, I could hear her laugh. Then she turned me around and looked at me with her crazy eyes. 

„Aw. So cute how you try to be evil. Dalton says that you can, but I know that you are too weak. I bet the killing curse wouldn’t even have worked.“

I could feel the tears in my eyes as I realized that I had failed completely. Now I would die without even being able to stop the Death Eaters at our school. 

„Thank you for helping us, Peter“, Dalton said and when I saw the familiar face of my brother, my heart felt like it just dropped into my stomach, caught fire and then came back up as a stone. How could he?

„Peter? Why?“

„I had to do this, Katherine. You were stupid enough to think that you could beat the dark side. I saw how you turned dark yourself and I wanted to stop that. I made a deal with him. He will leave you alone if I become a Death Eater in discuise. I will spy on our friends for you. I don’t want to do it, but it is our only chance to survive“, my brother said and somehow I felt bad for him. Did he really believe what he just said? As if Dalton would just let me walk around school, knowing everything that I did! He would kill me right in front of Peters eyes. 

„Oh Peter. Please don’t believe anything this bastard says. He is tricking you!“

„Very true!“, Dalton laughed, sounding proud of me: „I knew that you would be smarter than your brother. That is why I have to get rid of you. Too bad, you are an amazing kisser.“

Then, he pulled me up while Bellatrix kept an eye on my brother, who stared at us in disbelief: „You swore that you would let her go!“

„Well, I lied“, Dalton said and then pulled me with him. In direction of the whipping willow. I already knew what he had planned and sadly, I knew that it would work if he kept James and Sirius away. Remus would just kill me and nobody could blame Dalton for it. 

„Or do you rather want to become a Death Eater?“, the blonde boy asked again, but he already knew my answer. 

„I would rather die than join Voldemort!“

„Oh and that you will!“, he hissed at me, pissed that I used the real name of his Master. And that was the second I knew that I was way braver than him. He was always hiding under his mask of darkness but in reality he was a coward, just like my brother. He couldn’t even kill me himself. 

Just when I wanted to tell him off, I heard howling of a wolf. Very close to me. 

Quickly, I wanted to turn into a wolf, but that snake Dalton really was very smart. When he heard the howling, he held my head and forcefully made me drink a clear liquid that he had in a tiny glass bottle.  It burned it’s way down through my throat, but I couldn’t feel anything other than that.

„What was that?“, I asked, scared to hear the answer. Was it poison so that I would die even if Remus didn’t kill me? 

„Just a healing potion. It’s doping for Quidditch players, you won’t break a bone in the next hour. It has two great sides: You won’t be able to turn into a wolf and Remus will have more time to kill you!“

What the actual fuck? I thought that Dalton was bad, but now I thought that he was just crazy. 

„Your boyfriend is coming. I would love to watch, but I have to take care of your friends, so that they don’t interrupt you two.“

With these words, he just walked away. I tried again to turn into a wolf, but Dalton’s potion really worked and I couldn’t get my body to break my bones. This potion would be perfect for Remus, why didn’t he ever take it? 

But before I could continue with my thoughts, I could smell the werewolf. I could hear the animal sniffing and I could hear it’s paws on the grass. I had to think ‚it‘, because I knew that Remus was long gone. We could always walk around with him in our animal form, but as soon as he even smelled a human, all his human parts were completely gone. I got up onto my knees and mentally prepared for the pain. 

Then I saw the beast, that was my boyfriend. I could see the bloodlust in his eyes and he showed his huge, sharp teeth. 

„Remus? Are you in there? It’s Scar. I know I haven’t been myself the last weeks, but I do still love you! Please remember that you love me too!“, I tried to talk to the werewolf, but just as I thought, there was no reaction. It had realized that I was an easy prey and now got closer to enjoy it’s midnight snack. 

Chapter 29 - Who are you?

Thur- 20. November 1977

 

I could feel the fear running through my blood like ice water, making it impossible for me to move.

Without blinking, I just stared into the yellow eyes of the werewolf, my own boyfriend that was about to kill me. 

„This might be a horrible time, but I cheated on you. I wanted to protect you, all of you. But now I am going to die a cheater. I should have just told you all - ARGH!“, I whispered but the last word was a painful scream and when I looked down I could see that my scar was bleeding again. No, no, no! 

The werewolf instantly smelled the blood and if he was confused before when I spoke to him, now he was bloodthirsty. With one big jump, he threw me on the floor and had his paws on my chest. I grunted from the fall, but now, I had already given up. This would all end badly and that just because I didn’t trust the one guy I truly loved. 

I heard a dog barking in the distance, and the werewolf above me apparently feared that someone wanted his bait, so he stepped off me, but just when I felt relieved of his weight, he stabbed his fangs into my arm and horrible pain, much worse than the scar, filled my body. 

The wolf dragged me behind him and I just let him do it, feeling like my arm would fall of at any second. Weirdly, now I remembered writing an essay, when I though that my arm hurt bad from all the writing. I couldn’t help but laugh in tears. How stupid was I back then? It must have been in the fourth grade or so, at christmas night. 

„I cannot write anymore! Seriously, my arm is going to fall off“, I complained to Aya, who was sitting next to me in the common room, that was already empty, except for us and three other students who were still doing their homework. 

Aya laughed and looked at my paper: „At least you are close to the end! I still have to write like a thousand more inches.“

Before I could answer, I felt two big and warm hands over my eyes. Smiling, I grabbed them and then said: „Mhhh, I wonder? Is that Remus?“

„Why with that guess you are right, MyLady“, my best friend answered and gave me a kiss on the cheek before he removed his hands from my face. 

I grinned at him, but then I saw the present that floated above his head. Confused, I looked at Aya and saw that she was the one pointing her wand at it. Remus jumped up and caught it, then he bowed before me and gave me the little box.

„I was going to give this to you tomorrow, but it looks like you could need it now“, he said and I felt happiness filling my heart. With him, I could always be safe and he always thought about me, sometimes he even put his own needs aside. He was the best friend I could ever ask for - except for Aya of course-. 

„Go on, open it!“, Aya exclaimed when I just stared at the box and so I ripped the paper, just to find a beautiful writing feather inside of the box. 

„It is so beautiful“, I thanked Remus, but he didn’t seem to be satisfied yet. 

„Write with it“, he demanded and even though my hand seemed to be screaming no, I couldn’t say it to his excited face. 

With a sight, I continued writing my essay  when I realized that the pain faded. I actually started feeling better, as if I could write forever. 

„Oh wow! Thank you so much, Remus!“, I said happily and now he smiled as well: „Everything for my Prinzess.“

I was painfully ripped out of my memories when the wolf stopped and dropped my head on the hard floor. 

„Remus“, I started again but the wolf cared little about what I said. Cautiously, he walked around me and checked if this place really was safe.

I don’t know how it came, but suddenly I felt like I had to fight. Maybe it was because of the memory that I was reminded of how I loved these two and also my own life or maybe it was because now the wolf glared at me, ready to kill me with one bite of his sharp fangs. 

„Remus, listen to me! I know you are still in there, I know you are no monster. You wouldn’t kill me“, I said with a weak voice, struggling not to run away screaming. I knew that it would only trigger his hunting instincts and that is the last thing I wanted. 

The wolf came closer and without a warning, he pushed his fangs into my upper leg, making me scream in pain. I could feel the tears streaming down my face when he ripped a little bit of my flesh off my leg. I screamed like I had never before, this felt worse than even the cruciatus curse and with terror in my head I could feel that I now had a whole in my leg. I just wanted to die, but weirdly, there was no second bite. My vision was getting blurry as my brain started to shut down from the pain. I didn’t know what I saw, was there someone transforming into a person? Was that a dog, did Sirius find me? But where was the wolf? 

„No, no, no! Scar, please don’t leave me!“, I could hear Remus’ voice. How did I hear him now? 

Under the worst pain in my life I whispered: „I love you“

I screamed again when someone touched my bleeding leg, I think I could feel my bone with