Make the clock reverse.

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Make the clock reverse.
Summary
Far away, In a tower built of stone, a young boy and his father lived.Kept locked away for the safety of the world, his son you see was an abomination, a monster.Every full moon he would turn, and every moon his father hated him more and more.You see, the father didn't bring them there for the world or for his son.He did it for himself, so no one would know of the cursed boy his late wife conceived.
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My story

Chapter 1 My story.

 

 

"This, is the story of how I died..."

"Sirius, you did not die, I saved you!"

"..Right you are Remus, what would I do without you?"

"Die, most probably."

"Yes, well on with the story, It all started...."

 

 

 

 

"On guard, brother." Sirius yelled, as he lunged toward the younger boy.

"Must you always yell? It does put me off slightly." He blocked the hit closest to his chest, "So sorry little brother, but if it is putting you off 'slightly' then what is the rest of the excuse?" He laughed as he knocked Regulus to the floor.

Sirius extended his hand out towards his opponent, Regulus huffed "Maybe, the fact that we have been going at this four times a day?" he let himself get pulled to his feet. "You know this is what mother wishes, you could always follow me on my adventures? you know you are always welcome dear brother." Sirius says looking over at him.

Regulus just shook his head "That is your scene, I do not wish for the same life."

The eldest smiled as he leaned on his fathers old desk, "So by other words, you are waiting to see that prince again. What was his name?.... Jimmy?" Regulus rolled his eyes "His name is James as you very well know, you talk to him more than I do!"

Sirius stood up straighter "So it is him you wish to see?"

"No, that is not what I said!"

"You did not make it clear..."

"I happen to think the prince arrogant, he spends his royal time walking me through my own gardens!"

"I think he is rather sweet.."

"Then you marry him!"

"So you are thinking of marriage?"

"That is not what I said!"

Sirius held up his hand, "calm yourself brother, I am just teasing! But as Viscount I would give my approval, he is good for you."

And with that he left, a smug smile painted across his lips, Regulus turned his head towards the gardens.

 

 

 

 

Sirius tugged on a jacket as he stepped foot outside, breathing in the fresh air he began on his journey.

As he took his time walking through the stalls of his towns main street, he heard a women's aggravated cry.

He swore as he took off towards the noise, the women was pushed against a wall as the man in front grabbed her arm firmly,

he shook her, screaming in her face, spit flying everywhere. Sirius did not know why the man felt so wronged, but he did know that this was no way to treat a lady, he stormed up to them and took the man by the arm and swung his fist across the mans jaw.

"Oi, what in the earth was that for?" the man said holding his now red jaw, Sirius ignored him and turned toward the lady who was now clutching her bruised wrist. "Are you alright ma'am? Are you badly hurt?"

She shook her head, but before she could do much else, ten sets of footfalls came from behind them.

"What is happening over here then gentleman?" The authorities asked as they slowly started to form a circle around them.

 

Sirius rolled his eyes as the man from before started to rant about how he 'assaulted' him.

"He just came right up and smashed me right across my jaw, he also tried threatening my wife he did! should have him arrested."

Sirius sighed "Look, is this going to take long? I happen to have places to be, I did not threaten his wife! I can assure you, I would never treat a women like this scum does. But I do happen to know how much time wasting you lot do, so if you will excuse me?"

 

 

Great, now he was being chased! His mother was hardly ever right, but maybe she was right about his ability to talk his way into trouble. He leaped over a merchants table accidentally taking it down with him, he paid for the damage and returned to his sprinting. He stopped short of a waterfall, his hands resting on his knees heaving in large breaths of air.

He stood there for a short while, making sure to listen out for any sign of danger. He looked around at the colourful scenery out in front of him, he'd never been here before, in fact he had not heard of anyone speaking of this place.

"huh, well always a new adventure with me isn't it?" He shook his head and began walking again.

 

He tore an apple from the wild tree in which it grew upon and took a bite, this place was so.... quiet.

Sirius sat down by a large lake as he finished his apple, he continued to calculate his surroundings. The men in the taverns did tell tall tales of a forest, in which a wild wolf habited. They were all just stories of course, but that did not stop the rumors.

Sirius grunted as he stood, stretching his arms behind his head. Today had not been too bad, he'd had worse, he should get back to Reggie, with his mother still at home he could not leave for long and as he started to depart, he heard hoofs rushing toward him "oh shit!" he said as they finally came into view.

He took off in a sprint, he just had to jinx himself didn't he? He would have to lose them somehow, running will not keep them for long. The police were on his heel, god he hopes he knows what he is doing "well, Sirius if you die today let us hope they remember you!" he said watching the waterfall edge, he took another breath, then he leapt down into the crashing ripples of the stream.

 

Icy water filled his lungs as he tried to swim to the surface. Sirius heaved in a breath, he fought with the rivers tide. "Cold, fuck so cold" he breathed out, teeth chattering. Alas he finally crawled onto the shore pushing himself to his knees, his shirt clinging to his body. He stayed there for a good five minutes before finally rising to his feet.

Stumbling through thick green vines he looked up guarding his eyes from the sun, he gasped at the sight of the tall stone tower in front of him.

Sirius blinked, wondering if he had hit his head on a rock during the tide attack. But alas the tower was real, he walked to it placing his hand on one of the rough stones, how did anyone get up there?

His question was answered quickly when he saw the dagger marks littering the stone. Well, he had daggers... and he always had a thirst for adventure, he stood there considering it for a minute then he sighed.

"I do hate you sometimes!" he whispered to himself as he removed the daggers from his belt.

 

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