Emily says: Well, as my forth Harry Potter fan fiction, I hope you like. ..and for those immature people on this site, please, if you have a problem with my story, I rather not here about it. I will only except the reviews trying to give me tips on how to improve my story.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, except for Josalynn. I only own her and this plot.

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I hope you like to story and enjoy my writing. I have a bit of imagination but it doesn't show through that

much in this fan fiction as my last one did.

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'Josalynn'

Written and posted: Monday, July 12, 2004.

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Friday, Sept 19, 1976.

A small Ravenclaw girl named Josalynn entered a small hole at the base of the whopping willow tree. Her curly brown hair fell on her shoulders and honey brown eyes blinked as she looked around. Around the height of 5'4, she was quite petite. She sighed at the sight of this dark and gloomy room, with dust everywhere in sight. Old furniture was placed randomly around the room. Was she really expected to stay here tonight?

Bitten over the summer in France, going into her 6th year, Beauxbatons refused her from returning, so naturally, Dumbledore took her in. He was a nice man, her parent's didn't have to try and convince him, he accepted her at once. This was only her third time making the change from human to werewolf. Of course, she was scared, this was her first time she had done it alone. (Ok, so, her mother or father had stared at her while she was in a cage, but it was better than being alone.)

Josalynn explored the place with her bright eyes before entering a neighboring room. Just like the one before, dusty, dirty and dark. Sighing; she sat on a old bed and picked up her schoolbag.

"Stupid Potion.." she mumbled, peering inside the bag. Gripping the bottled wolfsbane potion, she flicked the cork off and pulled the potion to her pale lips. Cold liquid came into her mouth. To be honest, it didn't taste so bad against her taste buds. Josalynn swallowed slowly and plopped the empty bottle in her bag.

"..and now I wait for 9'o'clock. (pm).." she sighed, reading a near by grandfather clock. 8:48. Lynn laid back upon the bed and stared at the cracked ceiling for awhile. Just out of the randomness of her mine.. Came the sentence..

The Sex Pistols rock..! she mentally laughed at herself before sitting up, and reading the clock again. 8:56.

Joy. she thought as she heard a bark outside, soon after Josalynn heard someone enter the passage. She didn't think anything of it, until she her footsteps. Quickly got up, traveling the door, but before she could open it, leading into the room she first entered, she began to change

A tugging feeling started at her legs. It moved up her body without much pain until the tugging feeling was all over her body. Suddenly it felt as someone stabbed her in her stomach. Gasping, moaning and half way crying, Josalynn fell to her knees clutching her stomach. As the pain in her stomach continued, a painful feeling was going through her head. It felt like someone was ripping and tugged her skull of her body, as well as someone cutting her neck over and over again with knives. Like someone was killing her, slowly and painfully.

Crying freely now, Lynn found herself laying down, huddled up in a corner as the pain slowly but surely started to fade, with one last shock of extreme pain, she let out a chilling scream. The transformation was complete.

The werewolf fought for breathe and looked around cautiously. She could swear she heard another scream, exactly like hers, near by when she released hers. The wolf's tear stained snout sniffed the air furiously. Josalynn guessed because she had released the monster some where new.

Most of the time, Josalynn was placed into a cage. She felt like a zoo animal in there. It was better here, larger, roomy.. Due to that cage, to lack of room in there, caused her to become restless. She began to bite her paws and limbs. She never remember the pain she caused herself, so she continued. As a matter of fact, she didn't care. It was a way to release her energy, and the wolf inside sometimes forced it. The wolf took over.. She couldn't stand the fact that she lost control. Thankfully, Dumbledore gave her this new potion. It helped. She could control her actions as well as thoughts, but she kept getting these urges to do something reckless.

Flashback

This was her second change.. She knew what to expect now. She could do it. Control herself...maybe.

The werewolf paced back and forth in the cell. She loathed herself for what she was. How could she be so

stupid to wander into a forest at night?! This never would of happened if she listened to her father.

But her brother made her go after that bloody ball. He couldn't just let it slip. It was her fault it went into the forest..

And she needed to get it.

It is his fault I am this monster! her head screamed and she trotted faster. She wanted to hurt him. All his fault. He made me go. He put me in the position. He wanted me to get bit. He probably thought it was better for me to get bit than him. After all.. Mother loves him most.

"Mum wanted me to give you your dinner.." her brothers voice said, slightly shaking. He was afraid of her. Good. He should be afraid.

Her brother, Andrew walked in. He was carrying a tray with him. On it, was her dinner. She wasn't hungry. She just wanted to feel to flesh break beneath her jaws. Andrew slid the tray towards her. She snarled at him and lunged at the him, only to be stopped by the bars of her cell.

I hate him.. I HATE HIM! Her head screamed again. I would be fine if it wasn't for you! I can't continue school in France because of you! My friends as afraid of me, because of YOU!! She growled and began to bite at the bars, occasionally herself as well.

Her older brother ran back up the stairs to the main level, most likely to tell on her attempt of attack. She would be punished.

End Flashback

The golden child. Did everything right. Not.. He was worse than her. Yes, she would fight and do awfully mean things, but he drank a certain muggle drink all the time, it was somewhat like Firewhiskey. Many occasions, Josalynn would find small bags of white powder in his room, as she delivered laundry. He was in a gang, or something like that, but mother didn't know.. Or she did.. Just refused to hear the truth.

Whatever. He is nothing to me. She reminded herself and looked about. A grunt escaped her jaw and she padded over to the door she came through and gave a small scratch at it. The wolf responded. The urge to destroy what laid in her way was great. She quickly gave into that urge, not caring what or who she destroyed.

The small canine's claws started to shred at the door's bottom. Gnawing, chewing and clawing, a hole formed in the door. She pulled herself back into control. Josalynn pulled herself through the hole and found a large black dog staring at her. She stared back. What was going on? Why is there a dog in the shrieking shack? Weird.

Lynn stood still for a moment, and padded forth, advancing toward this new creature, but then her eyes pulled away from him, and found herself staring at a large white stag, she hadn't noticed at first. This was just to confusing. Why were these animals down here? By the cease of movements, she realized they had the same thought in mind.

One thing she noticed most of all.. They did not fear her. These two animals didn't fear werewolves, she confirmed that when she found a very large werewolf staring at her from behind.

Since when do other werewolves come here? .and with animals? The thought popped into her mind.

She mentally shrugged and walked back into the previous room, losing interest with the scene. She had once played with her own dog during the full moon. It was more enjoyable being a canine herself while wrestling with him and thought nothing more of the scene in the other room.

Josalynn looked to the floor and felt a rumble in her stomach. She was hungry of course. Looking around for anything to please the wolf, so she wouldn't pay the price later.. by biting herself.

A rat scurried past and Josalynn pounced upon it. Instantly she was pushed aside by the black dog before she could even look at her prey once more.What the..!!?? Josalynn growled and looked to the dog, who was now staring at her, growling a warning.

Now just who does he think he is!? she snapped as the dog exited the room, with the scared rat at his side.………………………………................................................................................................

Will get up next chapter.. ASAP.. Hope you enjoyed it.

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