Chapter One Hundred Eight
Sirius Black!
You used to captivate me by your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face—it haunts my once pleasant dreams
Your voice—it chased away all the sanity in me
(My Immortal - Evanescence)
June 9th, 1994
Remus had been on his way to lunch in his quarters after giving the sixth years their
final exam—something he was quite proud of himself for putting together—when
Professor Flitwick approached him.
"You wouldn't happen to be on your way to Gryffindor Tower, would you,
Remus?"
Offering a kind smile to his old professor and current colleague, Remus shook his
head. "No, but if you're in need of something, Filius, I wouldn't mind heading that way for
you."
Flitwick sighed in relief. "Miss Granger missed class this morning and, well, she's
never done that before. I would go and look for the girl myself, but I've a class here in just
a few moments."
"Not to worry. I'll search for Miss Granger."
After Flitwick offered thanks and scurried away to his classroom, Remus cursed
under his breath and headed toward the library instead of Gryffindor Tower. He had told
Minerva and Albus months ago that Hermione was overexerting herself using the Time-
Turner. There was no doubt in his mind that she was only using the device to fit in classes
and extra revising—not catching up on the sleep she was missing.
Adding in the extra hours to her course timetable, Remus figured that Hermione
was extending herself at least three times as much as he had ever seen Mia do.
And this is why, he thought to himself.