discontinued, re-write titled "Mind Over Matter".
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❞𝐘𝐨𝐮❜𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞. . .❞
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Liliana Granger never sought out the adventures of life, she'd grown comfortable in what she knew and applied...
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"The Shrieking Shack was never haunted..."
It took a few seconds for the absurdity of this statement to sink in. Then Ron voiced what everyone seemed to be thinking.
"You're both mental."
"Ridiculous!" Hermione gasped faintly
"Peter Pettigrew's dead!" Harry yelled. "He killed him twelve years ago!" He pointed at Black, whose face twitched convulsively.
"I meant to," he growled, his yellow teeth bared, "for what he did, for what he took! But little Peter got the better of me... not this time, though!"
"What are you talking about?" Liliana asked, her voice trembling.
But Black wasn't listening. He threw Crookshanks to the floor and lunged at Scabbers; Ron yelled with pain as Black's weight fell on his broken leg.
"Sirius, NO!" Lupin yelled, launching himself forwards and dragging Black away from Ron again as Ben and Liliana tried pulling Ron closer to themselves. "WAIT! You can't do it just like that - they need to understand - we've got to explain -"
"We can explain afterwards!" snarled Black, trying to throw Lupin off.
One hand was still clawing the air as it tried to reach Scabbers, who was squealing like a piglet, scratching Ron's face and neck as he tried to escape.
"They've - got - a - right - to - know - everything!" Lupin panted, still trying to restrain Black. "Ron's kept him as a pet! There are parts of it even I don't understand, and Harry - you owe Harry - and your son, Sirius;- you owe them the truth! They both deserve an explanation on why you did what you did!"
Black stopped struggling, though his hollowed eyes were still fixed on Scabbers, who was clamped tightly under Ron's bitten, scratched, and bleeding hands.
"All right, then," Black said, without taking his eyes off the rat. "Tell them whatever you like. But make it quick, Remus. I want to commit the murder I was imprisoned for..."
"You're nutters, both of you," said Ron shakily, looking round at Harry, Hermione, Atlas, Ben, and Liliana for support. "I've had enough of this. I'm off."
"Ron, you'll hurt yourself more," Ben muttered as Ron tried using his arm to heave himself up on his good leg. And as Ron struggled, to both of their shocks, Lupin raised his wand again, pointing it at Scabbers.
"You're going to hear me out, Ron," he told the boy quietly.
Ben raised a brow at his father, his mouth slightly agape, but Lupin's focus was on the rat in Ron's hand. "Just keep a tight hold on Peter while you listen."
"HE'S NOT PETER, HE'S SCABBERS!" Ron yelled, trying to force the rat back into his front pocket, but Scabbers was fighting too hard; Ron swayed and overbalanced, causing Ben to sway alongside him; his grip on Ben's sweatshirt was rather firm.
