I've never written Lucy or Lorcan but I really liked this. I have a bit of a plot bunny running around in my read about them so if you like this review and tell me. If enough people tell me to write it I will. :)

-Prim

I'm in love with a fairytale even though it hurts;

'Cause I don't care if I lose my mind

I'm already cursed

-Fairytale

"Astronomy is completely pointless! Why do they even make up study it? I mean I really don't think that I'll be sitting outside one night and be like, 'Oh look Saturn's first ring is particularly bright this evening'. It's just not going to happen." I ranted, tossing my star chart back in my bag, half finished. It's not like I could be out there anyway but I couldn't tell anyone that. It would ruin my father's chances at Minister of Magic and we all know how much he wants that.

"I'm going to hold you to that, love." Lorcan said behind me making me jump. I was sitting in the Gryffindor common room at one of the tables surrounded by fluffy stools. He chuckled lightly as he walked around my chair and sat down beside me. I felt myself turning red.

He smiled at me and I was breathless. He was beautiful. He had large, silvery eyes that seemed to bore right through you and shaggy blonde hair that hung into his eyes. Lorcan was tall with long limbs but he didn't seem gangly like most of my cousins did. I just watched him silently for a while as he worked. I noticed how he bit his lower lip slightly when he concentrated. He looked up at me.

"Are you okay, Luce?" I nodded, wondering what made him ask that. People had been telling me all day that something seemed off. Oh shit.
I quickly did the math in my head. Shit on a brick. It was that time of the month. I stood up quickly.

"I have to go, see you later." He stood up with me.

"Lucy, are you sure you're okay?" He kissed me lightly on the lips.

"Yeah, I forgot I have to go see Professor Hutton about an extra credit potions thing." I climbed out of the porthole.


"I wondered if you would remember." Professor Hutton sneered as I walked into the dungeon. She thrust a goblet full of the smoking potion. I looked down into it. The color was the same as always, it was grayish purple like lint. I plugged my nose and chugged the foul tasting potion, trying not to gag on the chunks. A shudder went through me and I walked out. I cast a quick Disillusionment Charm so that no one would see me. The only people who knew my secret were my parents, my sister, Professor McGonagall and Professor Hutton.

I walked out of the large double doors and on to the grounds.

I thought of how I got into this mess. It wasn't even my fault. My father had accidentally offended a werewolf by convicting his sister to Azkaban so he decided to get revenge. I was outside of our house trying to catch lightning bugs when he attacked me. I was so young that I didn't even know what was going on all I knew was that I was in pain. Terrible, blinding pain but it was nothing compared to my first transformation. My parents had kept up the hope that I would become a full werewolf.

I don't know why but before I stepped into the Whomping Willow to my sanctuary, I stopped and turned back to the castle. I could clearly see Gryffindor tower and I noticed someone standing in the window. It was Lorcan. The beautiful boy that I was foolishly in love with who would only be hurt by my secret. I knew that I should just break up with him before I hurt him even more but I can't.

We're like the reverse Beauty and the Beast. I just hope that we get something close to a happy ending.

That's the last thing I thought about before I started the mind blowing pain that was the change.


Hope you enjoyed it!

-Prim