Chapter 10

Thunder layed on the couch in Remus' Cottage reading when a soft clicking noise broke through the silence coming from the window.

Glancing up from his book he saw a simple barn owl with a small black marking across its face, he recognized it as one of Neville's. Setting down his book he looked over at the clock, it was almost time for dinner. Remus was out doing… something he couldn't remember as he was reading and didn't really want to pay attention him talking.

Remus had yet to get revenge on him for the prank but he had a feeling that it was coming soon, you can only live with Remus for so long before you pick up on the fact that he didn't just pounce on his prey he stalked them first do he could make the most out of the prank. Knowing him he would plan for everything. To him there couldn't be any room for mistake.

Walking over to the window he opened it the owl flew around the room once looking for a place to land before deciding that Thunders head would be the best spot.

Glaring up at the bird Thunder moved slowly so the birds claws don't dig into his head he walked toward the kitchen and over to the stand in the corner.

Standing there he was a bit peeved when the bird didn't move. He could see it reflection in the mirror that was above the sink and it looked like it was smirking.

"Wait, a bird smirking! I'm going insane…" Thunder exclaimed a bit amused at his own thought process.

Reaching upwards he cautiously untied the letter from the owls leg. When it finally flew down and landed on the stand he went over to the counter and planted himself on top of it. Cracking open the seal he read-

Hey Thunder, I should have asked you when we bumped into one another in Diagon Ally but I was wondering if you would like to come to my birthday party next week (July 30th). I would just be you, Luna and I. There's no one else I really feel comfortable inviting. If your busy that's fine!

Oh and Gran would like to speak with you!

~Neville (July 16)
Ps. Sorry this is so short i'm not good at "formal" things.

Folding up the letter Thunder thought over what Neville had said. With a mischievous grin on his face Thunder thought, 'The yard can fend for themselves for a while… hopefully.'

After deliberating over it Thunder walked over to his room sent off the owl with a letter saying he'd be there.

The Next Day~~~~~~~

Walking into Diagon Alley Thunder walked toward the Pet store with one, hopefully simple goal on his mind.

After sending the letter from Neville Thunder had sent one to his Grandmother with Hedwig who had gotten back from hunting that morning with permission to get the gift for Neville that he wanted to.

Walking into the building Thunder walked straight to the back of the building and found the kitten he had found Neville playing with a few days before. She was in the corner sleeping on top a small box. Her black fur had a small tufts of brown, there was white around her left eye and paws.

Later that Day~~~~~~~~~

"Where are you!" Thunder called out flustered. "I have food!." Kittens don't seem to like Thunder...

After what seemed like forever Thunder found the kitten hiding in bathroom under the sink curled up on some towels.

Gently picked her up he moved her his bed. Much to his displeasure she woke up and is now asleep on his pillow.

Hopping on his computer Thunder opened the current muggle news. Over the past few weeks there had been more mysterious deaths none of which had much information except where and who the victim was.

The strangest thing was that the dark mark was nowhere to be seen so either Voldemort was having a change of strategy or there was some else to look out for. So there was only one reasonable thing to do… right?

Time jump again…~~~~~~~~~

Dressed in a black leather jacket and a pair of slightly torn up forest green jeans Thunder made his way up a small street. Ignoring the sound of black boots on the pavement he looked around himself.

He could see people peering through their windows before hiding as soon as they saw him. It was odd to see so many people all look away as if afraid of him, after all it was one thing to have people shun him at Hogwarts where everyone thought they knew him but it was very odd to see muggles acting that way.

Walking around the corner passing a few more small houses and he came across a building that was blocked off by an old rickety fence. The yard was overgrown and appeared to have wine bottles all over it. Despite the place looking abandoned there was a worn down path going up to the creaky wooden door.

The house itself appeared to be quite old, it was two stories and made out of light gray brick and dark brown wooden planks.

This was the location where the first body was found. Looking around he saw no one it appeared as though there wasn't a single person around for miles. The area was abandoned and anyone still living there was afraid.

Walking toward the door Thunder pushed at the door slowly. Cringing slightly at how loud it creaked he peered around the edge and saw that there were old paintings lining the walls. A thin layer of dust covered everything. It was clear it had been a few weeks since someone cleaned.

Along the walls there were small hall tables almost everything in the table was knocked over it on the floor. Not matter where you looked you could see old beer cans and it was clear that many people had come here to drink which would explain why it smelled of alcohol.

Walking into the room the floorboards creaked under his weight. Strangely enough as Thunder glanced around the house. It reminded him of home. It was almost as if something came and greeted him welcoming him there.

Walking through the hallway slowly wand drawn he pasted a few doorways showing various rooms such as the kitchen and dining room.

Finding the main room he looked up to see tall vaulted ceilings. There was a large chandelier hanging down in the middle. Furniture was pressed against the walls that were painted gray. The was a large fireplace and sitting above it was a portrait. It was of a young woman with dirty blond hair. She had a tattoo on her neck of a small moon.

The entire place thrilled slightly with faded magic.

Walking up the staircase Thunder found he came to a loft.

The loft was decorated in many different shades of blue and gray. The was a large canopy bed, around the room there were pillows of various size thrown about. At the foot of the bed was a large locked chest. Above the bed there was a single open window letting in light.

The entire floor was covered in bottles although underneath there was a detailed rug showing what appeared to be a galaxy. Carefully walking toward the chest avoiding any bottles Thunder unlocked it with a whispered spell, "Alohomora."

Hearing the click of the lock he pushed open the top of the trunk and looked inside. The entire trunk was packed with books.

Anything from old books that looked as though they would fall apart when touched to crisp notebooks that you would see in a muggle school.

Carefully pulling out some of the older books Thunder froze slightly surprised when one seemed to buzz when he brushed his hand against it. 'That can't be right this is a muggle house...' Looking at the book a bit more Thunder could feel magic coming off of it.

Something was wrong with this house. Not only did it seem to trill with magic when he entered it this book was giving off magic. Having such a large portrait in a muggle home was unusual.

Firing out a few detection spells at the book Thunder tried to figure out what was going on. Seeing nothing dangerous Thunder pulled it out of the chest. Not getting a response from it Thunder opened it up and stared at what he saw...

Time Jump~~~~~~~~

Wandering into his room Thunder looked over to his bed expecting to see the little fluff ball laying on his pillow. The little thing was quite fond of covering his stuff and cat hair. You would think such a little thing wouldn't shed so much hair however no matter where you looked the was cat hair. Thunder wouldn't be surprised if he was still finding cat hair for months after he gave the kitten to Neville.

Glancing at the bed and not seeing the kitten Thunder panicked. Glancing around quickly and not seeing anything Thunder slowly turned around and looked back at the doorway. Sure enough there she was, a cute little kitten sitting in the doorway. After looking at the Thunder she bolted down the hallway.

Running after her Thunder bolted down the hallway into the main living area. All he could see of the kitten was a little brown flash. Some would think a young kitten would not have much energy but really it was quite the opposite with this one. The little ball of fur was running around jumping on chairs and going under tables. Eventually she dives under the couch.

Wasting no time Thunder shifted into a house cat and went straight after her.

Right after I said I was posting soon I was grounded. Not. Fun.