52Chapter 18
Chapter 18:
Remus Pov
Remus had been wandering through the library trying to find a quiet place to study. When he caught Evan's scent, his classmate smelt exhausted and sad, so instead of continuing his search he turned and headed for the other Gryffindor.
He found the small brunette, in the back of the room hiding in a dark corner. Evan was bent over a dusty book and Remus could smell the salt from his tears. Feeling for the other boy, he reached down and plucked the book out of his hands, taking a quick look at the cover, he sighed. He remembered the conversation he overheard before between Evan and his Slytherin friend. It seemed he still hadn't found his answers.
"What's wrong?" he asks.
"It's nothing," Evan muttered as he tried to reach up and take the book back. Remus just lifted it higher so that the boy, who was still seated on the ground, couldn't reach it.
"It has to be something, if it's upsetting you," he said gently. Evan sent him a pathetic glare.
"Talk to me," Remus said, moving to sit on the floor next to his friend. He made sure to keep the book on his far side, out of reach. Evan eyed the book for a moment before he huffed.
"It's useless," he said pointed looking at the book.
"How so?" he asked even though he already knew some of it.
Evan looked him dead in the eye. It made Moony growl inside him, the challenging look and the annoyance they could both feel coming off the other student. He tried to take a breath, pushing down the wolf.
Evan sighed and looked away, "I don't know anything about my family's inheritance, and I can't ask them... for reasons, and this book is only helpful if I already know certain stuff. Which I don't."
"I'm sorry," he said. "What about taking what you are experiencing and narrowing it down that way?" He wanted to ask about why the other boy couldn't ask his family, but he remembered what he heard about Evan not wanting to talk to him because he might ask questions. He felt slightly annoyed but understood the need to keep secrets.
"I tried," Evan muttered. "But I'm not really experiencing much, just…" the boy shook his head, "You know the other day in potions."
Remus was curious about what the boy had been about to say and almost asked, but someone cleared their throat from the opening of the area they were seated.
It was Luke, the Slytherin didn't smell hostile but the way he eyed Remus made Moony growl. But the boy looked away, looking back at his friend, his face softening a little.
"What's wrong?"
"Stupid inheritance and stupid book," Evan grumbled.
Luke chuckled. "We'll figure it out."
Draco's pov
He hadn't been looking for Potter but when he entered the library, he could smell the brunette. He could also smell salt in the air and the werewolf. Even though he knew Lupin was special to Potter, something in him worried. So, he moved through the stacks following their smell until he found them.
Both Gryffindors were seated on the floor, talking quietly. He could see the book, Potter found the night before in the wolfs hands and got an idea of what was going.
"What's wrong?" he asked, smiling when Potter looked up at him.
"Stupid inheritance and stupid book," the other grumbled, glaring a little at the book in his friends' hand.
Draco chuckled, at the childish attitude. "We'll figure it out."
He took a step forward and then looked around. "Evan," he whined a little as he said it. "Do I have to sit on the floor?" To which Potter burst out laughing and Lupin looked a little confused for a second before he chuckled.
"Arseholes," he muttered as he forced himself to sit down. He sent a glare at Potter to make sure the idiot knew he wasn't happy about it. Just a little pleased at seeing the other boy still smiling.
He was about to ask more about the inheritance book when he realized he was sitting across from one of the smartest students at Hogwarts and that maybe the future professor could help them with what he came into the library to research.
"L... Remus, have you heard of a Displacement ritual?" He had been reading through the old book he found in the restricted section all day, the ritual had caught his eye and he hoped it might be a helpful piece of the puzzle on time travel, but the information was minimal, now he hoped Lupin would know more.
The werewolf raised an eyebrow in question. "It's used to move something from one place to another, I believe it is similar to that used on a Portkey. Why?"
Draco could feel Potter's eyes on him, but didn't look. He knew the other teen wouldn't like him dragging the werewolf into this, but they needed the man's help.
"Does it work on people? The book I have been reading only talks about objects."
Remus gave him a curious look. "If done correctly I don't see why not."
Draco smiled.
"What about Futurae salire?" he asked.
This got him a bewildered look from Lupin. This was another spell he found in the book. He had been so shocked when he first saw it, he dropped the damn book. Causing everyone in the common room to look up and stare at him. He waved them off and picked up the book, then rushed into his room to read more. Unfortunately like the ritual, information was lacking. Though from what he understood, it was their best chance. If he could get the two spells to work together…. He was sure he could get them home.
"It's a theory," the sandy haired teen said. "It's said that Merlin himself used it to not only see his future but visit it." He heard Potter gasp. "But no one has ever gotten it to work. Nor proven that Merlin actually used it."
"Why?" Lupin asked, looking between the two of them.
"Just curious," he said, before he pushed himself to his feet. "Thank you," he said with a nod to the werewolf. "Evan, I'll see you later." Then he walked off.
As he walked away, he heard Lupin asked Potter what it had been about, and to his credit the Gryffindor lied. He was excited as he hurried to the Room of Requirements, with Lupin's assurances that the Displacement Ritual would work on people and hearing that Futurae salire spell was created by Merlin, he was sure he could combine the two to get them home. All he really needed now was a way to make sure they got to the right time. It wouldn't do them any good if they managed the bloody spell only to end up in another wrong time.
As he approached the wall where the room was hidden, he whispered, "Ferret." Silently cursing Potter for it. Then he entered the room and rushed to the wall lined with books. He was sure he saw something in one of the books a few days before about a tethering spell. He just had to find it.