Disclaimer - It's not mine. Never was. Only character I own is Sable.

(A/N) Hi everyone. NOTE: I began this story before OotP came out, and I intend to keep writing it as though I had never read the book. Now, on with the story.

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Memories of a Time Forgotten

Sabriel threw her robes back as she tied a small box to the leg of a great horned owl that was sitting on the window ledge. The owl nipped playfully at her hands before flying off into the velvet night sky, the package swaying slightly in the air with every powerful beat of its wings.Sabriel, or Sable as she was known, sighed and watched the creature fly eastward until it was finally out of sight. She closed the window to the room with a snap and sat down at a nearby desk, moving roles of parchment and various notebooks around before they became unlegible.

All around her, cauldrons were filled with various bubbling concoctions, each one a different color and consistency, and for different uses. The room smelled more like a medicinal hall overflowing with too many heal-all potions than an extension to a small bedroom-turned-potions lab.

She adjusted the candle on the desk and deftly gathered all of her parchments in herhands, her violet eyes being shaded by her, jet black hair. She opened a nearby ledger and began writing more notes about the amount, type, concentration, and date of the potion she'd sent to Remus.. 'I hope he'll be alright.'

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James Potter glanced up when he heard an insistent tapping on the near window above his head. He had been playing a game of Exploding Snap withhis best friend SiriusBlack when the noise had interrupted them right before Sirius' eyebrows were going to be signed. The three other occupants of the room turned around to face the incoming owl, quite surprised to be recieving a letter from anyone that late in the summer. James opened the window and let the owl in with a burst of warm summer air, and Remus rose from his spot on the carpet and held out his hand to the creature, knowing full well what the package contained, and who it was from.

"Is it already time for that again?" Sirius asked with a grimace. Remus shook his head and untangled the owl from its load, then giving the creature a treat before perching him on a shelf near James' own fluffy feathered friend. His hands shook as he opened the small gray box. Inside lay a vile of dark blue potion. It swirled as he tilted the bottle, causing the liquid to change to a violent purple. He shut the box and opened up the attached letter. He read it out loud to the group of boys in the spacious bedroom.

Dear Marauders,

I hope you are all doing well. Since summer break is almost over for me, I'll try to stay in touch a little more often. My research keeps me busy for the majority of the time.. But I do wish I could see all of you guys again. Salem is nothing like Hogwarts! The only good thing about the States is I can do magic during the summer. This makes it easier to do my experiments. Well, I've got to leave you now, my parents are taking me out for my birthday.

Bye,

Sable

P.S. You know what to do with the vile.

P.S.S. Send Lily my regards, since I haven't heard from her in a while.

Peter took the letter and read it to himself. "Short, concise, and to the point. That's Sable alright." he said glumly, handing the letter back to Remus.

"Exactly how many more days do we have until the full moon?" Sirius asked, glancing over at an enchanted calender on the wall.

"The next one is the day after we go back to school, September 2nd." Remus replied. He packed the letter away and put the vial in a safe place, not wanting any harm to come to it. James watched as Remus dug for a quill and some parchment, then sat back down, intending to send a letter back to Sable.

"Hey, guys," he said asked, turnign to Peter and Sirius, "want to go for a swim? It's awarm outside, and the lake's really not to cold." Sirius and Peter nodded, but Remus didn't want to go.

"I'm going to stay here, mates. I need to send Sable's letter back telling her I got the potion. I'll be down after I finish writing it." Sirius and Peter left the room to go change, but James stayed put. He watched Remus for a minute before saying anything.

"Remus, you alright mate?" he asked. "You were fine up until thatletter arrived." Remus shook his head and tried to collect his thoughts.

The past few months had been extremely difficult since he had been suffering through a bout of depression. Sable's potion helped immensely when he transformed during the full moon by dulling the physical pain. The psychological change was what really hurt.

Remus lost all sense of being a human when he transformed. The animal instincts overrode any and all logical thoughts from his mind. He could only function on the base instincts of hislupine form. That was what scared him the most of all, the lack of control.

The other three boys, Peter, Sirius, and James used their Animagi forms to keep him company during and after the transformations. They could keep him from hurting himself to any major level, but what he needed was something to help him keep his right mind. Someone who knew what it was like to fight the monsters inside that threatened to rear their ugly head during the full moon.Remus looked up at James with a sad expression on his face.

"I'm afraid the potion isn't going to be strong enough for the next time. The changes keep getting worse and worse, andI'm pretty sure that eventually the potion she sends won't have any effect on me." James put his hand on Remus' shoulder, gripping it tightly.

"You know Sable may be able to help you. She's a werewolf too, just like her parents. There may be another potion that can help, a stronger concentration maybe?" He suggested hopefully.

"She's made the strongest draught possible, I don't know if there is anything stronger she can make that won't have an adverse affect on my body." Remus replied. About that time,Sirius and Peter bounded into the room, waiting for James to go swimming and telling Remus to hurry up and finish the letter.

James grinned and grabbed his swimming trunks. Remus, after assuring everyone that he would be down in a few moments, turned his attentions to the letter in front of him.

Sable,

Hey, thanks for the potion. It's helped out lately. However, it seems like the transformations are getting worse. Is there anything stronger that can be brewed?

How are your parents by the way? I hope that they're doing well.

School starts September 1st, the day after is the full moon. Sable, I'm afraid that the animal in me is going to take over, and I'm gonna hurt someone. I know you know what I'm talking about. You yourself are the product of two full blooded werewolves. Because of this, I know you don't change during the full moons, but you do have the same symptoms.

Sable, I appreciate everything you've done for me since we first met. Unfortunately, I'm afraid my lycanthropy is getting worse.

Well, good bye. Everyone sends their love and luck for the upcoming school year. Keep yourself well and safe. Later,

MWPP

P.S. Send my love to your parents.

-Remus

Remus sealed the letter and tied it to the waiting owl's leg. He watched the owl fly to the westward, eventually being swallowed by the horizon. He just continued to stand there, long after the owl left his range of sight.

His mind wandered back to his third year at Hogwarts when he first met the girl Sable. She was a vivacious young lady withwavy black hair and violet eyes. He remembered her quick mind and sense of humor the most of all. Those were the two very qualities that had led to her finding out about him.

She had not known about the lycanthropy at first, just like the others. She had transferred to Hogwarts for her third year from Salem School for Witches and Wizards. It was about three months after they had known each other that she finally found out about him. He smiled fondly as the memory came rushing back.

Flashback

Peter and Sirius were standing at the entrance to the Great Hall when Sable and Lily approached them. They were grinning broadly, as they waited for the girls to catch up. "Where's Remus and James?" Lily asked. Peter only shrugged and told her they would be to breakfast later. Lily hadn't found out about the lycanthropy yet, and neither had Sable. The four teens entered the hall and sat down at the table for breakfast. T

en minutes later, Remus and James came tumbling into the Hall. They made it to the table, but Remus still had not figured out how, even after all this time. He sat beside of Sable, giving her a weak grin. She looked at him with a critical eye, noticing the hollow eyes, pale skin, and weakness for the first time since she had ever met him. Sable was startled at his appearance, but had a feeling she knew what had caused it; and whenRemus reached for a pitcher of pumpkin juice, revealing a nasty gash in his arm, Sable had dropped her fork and stared at him with wide eyes. He could remember seeing questions in her dark eyes, but nothing prepared him for what was next.

Sable grabbed his arm and pulled him up from the table and out of the Hall, over the protests of James, Peter and most of all, Sirius. Remus remembered thinking that she seemed awful strong for such a small girl,buthewas too weak to put up a fight, so he allowed her to pull him into an empty classroom. Sable had pushed him in, locking the door behind them. She then turned to him with her hands on her hips, full of the righteous anger that only thirteen year old girls can master. He looked at her with a puzzled expression when she seemed to trip over her words in anger. But when she finally got a coherent sentence out, Remus slumped down into a nearby desk in defeat.

"You're a werewolf?" She more or less stated it as a fact rather than a question. Remus tried to look shocked, but she had not bought it. "Don't lie to me either Remus. You know I can tell when you're lying to me." she said firmly.

Remus looked at her carefully. She had not seemed scared, which really surprised him. Unfortunately for her, he was still weak, but he was mad now, knowing that his little secret had found home in someone else he had been trying to hide it from.

"So what if I am! What's it to you?" he asked with venom in his voice. He tried to stand, but he was too weak from the previous night's blood loss, and Sable caught him when his steps faltered.

"I'll take that as a yes." she said softly, deftly pushing him back into his vacated seat. Remus just nodded in defeat, hanging his head and wishing that the Earth would open and swallow him into the bowels of hell.

"How did you know?" he asked her, "Did the others tell you?" If one of the other boys had told her, he was thinking of ways to hex the little buggers so bad that their great-grandchildren would be feeling it. He'd sworn the to secrecy after they'd figured it out a few months before. And James had told him that it wouldn't be long before others started to see past his little ruses and figure it out.

Well, apparently that time had come.

Sable shook her head and smiled a little. She fished out her wand and pointed it to her eyes, then muttered a spell and looked back at Remus. He gasped as a realization dawned on him. Usually a deep purple color, Sable's eyes were now the color of his own, deep amber.

"But...how..."

"I know the signs. Both of my parents are full blooded wolves, so I know the symptoms when I see them." she said quickly, quickly going to work on the gash in his arm. "Obviously, you've been smart enough to avoid my attention because I haven't noticed the disappearances for the first few months. But you slipped this morning. I knew something was different when you walked into the Hall, late for breakfast." Remus' head began to whirl uncontrollably as he digested the information in a rush. He was too amazed to see that she also shared the same color eyes as him, so he had not caught half of what she had just said in such a rush.

"Then that would make you a full blooded she-wolf, by birth!" he said in astonishment. "I didn't think people like you actually existed! Adults with lycanthropy aren't supposed to have children!"She only nodded and conjured up a wash basin and some clean bandages, then settled in to the story of her birth.

She had not known Remus for very long at that point, and was not sure as to how he would react to her story, or her assistance, but figured it was worth a shot, trying to befriend him.

"I was an accident, actually." she said with a grin. "And although I have lycan blood, I'm notlikenormal wolves...like you for instance. Let me see your arm. That's a nasty gash you've got there." She pointed to the injured arm. Remus gave her a puzzled look, but she continued. "Both of my parents were bit by the same wolf. As a result of that, I'm a ranula. In other words, I have the same symptoms as a full blooded female werewolf, but I don't transform." she said quietly.

Remus stared in amazement at the girl. She fidgeted under the intense stare, but continued to dress the wound. She had gentle hands, and he barely felt it as she scrubbed away the clotted blood. When her ministrations were finished, she rose from her seat. "I take it Madame Pomfrey knows about this situation?"

"Yeah. She knows." Remus said, nodding.

"Then you need to get to the infirmary. If an infection gets in those gashes, you're gonna be in trouble, and I don'thave any of the salve that I use to put on mom and dad, so Pomfrey's the next best thing. Come on and I'll help you get there." Remus stood up weakly, leaning on Sable for support as they left the room and headed towards the hospital wing.

He remembered getting to the infirmary, but not much after that, and the next day, Sable brought him the potion that began to calm his instincts when he changed. She was soon to be one of the best friends he would have, and he was determined not to loose her to anything before they got to know each other.

End Flashback

Remus wished Sable could come back to Hogwarts. They were both going to graduate from their respective schools this year, and he knew it was unlikely that he would ever see her after he left Hogwarts. The other boyswere great friends, and had been since they had allbonded togetherduring their first year.But Sable could relate to him so much better. She knew what it was like to almost loose control of yourself every month. She knew the sudden urges that could overcome you. And she knew what the self-imposed isolation felt like...the need to get away from others just to keep the populace safe.

'Maybe one day, I'll see her again.' he thought, watching through the window as the three boys play in the nearby lake. 'One day.'

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A/N- Remember to review. I'll have the story up a little slower, since I have to retype some of the chapters, but I will get them up eventually. Just bare with me.

Later,

A.A.