Werewolf's POV

It was summer on the British moors. All was peaceful the only sound was the clicking of a camera mingling among afternoons birdsong. There on the moors was a girl who looked as if she was 16 or 17. Her back was turned to me so I stalked on silent paws nearer to her. She was taking pictures serenely when a single twig snapped under my paws; she whirled around and faced me. When she saw me her face was a mask of terror and she turned to run. I howled a curse, I didn't want to hurt her but I had no choice. I leaped at her and caught her by the arm. She was jerked back to me as my teeth ripped into her tender arm. She snapped one last picture before falling unconscious. I looked down at her bloodstained body and wanted to flee but I couldn't leave her to bleed to death out in the vast moors. Crimson blood was now starting to seep into her smooth amber curls and I had no choice, I had to take her.

I dragged her across the moors surprised at her lightness. I finally reached the remote cabin she was staying at and left her at the doorstep. I marked her as one of my victims by a werewolf fang on a black silk ribbon. I heard a human approaching and ran away into the wild moors of bracken and heather. When I was well hidden in they brush I looked back. The girl's mother was screaming and soon her father was at the scene. They carried her limp bloodied body into the cabin I knew no more of the matter. Once again a trail of death and carnage was left behind me.

More explanation

After her attack in the summer Hermione's vacation had been cut short and she had been rushed to saint Mungos. When her wounds were healed she was sent to number 12 Grimmauld place and spent a week with Lupin. Despite his attempt to cheer her up she was very moody and didn't talk much. The full moon was a week after her first day of school and she already looked peaky and pale. She wasn't very hungry and was too ashamed of being a werewolf to ask for her meat rare. Slowly she was wasting away and she wouldn't accept anyone's help except Lupin's.

Mooooooore explanation!

It was finally time for her to go back to Hogwarts. She was eager and scared to see my friends again. Lupin had assured her that when she told Harry and Ron they wouldn't leave her. I really did lose weight, she thought to herself as she tried on her new robes. Hermione was much slimmer than last year and her curls had naturally smoothed down and turned from brown to auburn. After being bit by the werewolf, she had lots of time to herself and had added some black streaks to her layered hair. She had also bought some new stylish clothes during the summer and couldn't wait to show Pavarti and Lavender.

Hermione's POV

Mrs. Weasley called me down to the kitchen picked up her bags and said, "I'll carry these. Get in the car or we'll be late and miss the train!" I moved into the car and took out my all-favorite book Hogwarts a history and started reading it for the 10th time that summer. We arrived at the station five minutes before 11:00 and I hugged Mrs. Weasley goodbye before going to platform 9 ¾ and getting on the train. I went the compartment in the very back of the train then put my luggage away. I haven't see Ron or Harry yet because Mr. Weasley was bringing them from the burrow. I could hear the train filling up with students greeting old friends and meeting new ones. "How could everyone be so happy, yet I'm so sad?" she said to herself.

I didn't want to be with people again I curled up on the seat and tried to go asleep.

After five minutes of faking sleep the door slid open. I didn't look up; maybe if they thought I was asleep they would go away.

"Hermione, are you awake?"

My eyes snapped open and I leaped up

"Harry, Ron, I'm so glad to see you!"

"How was your summer, why couldn't you come to the burrow?"

"Summer was terrible, and I'll tell you why when the train starts moving"

Hermione sat down while Harry and Ron put away their luggage. They have grown lot taller, Hermione thought to herself.

The train gave a lurch then started speeding away to Hogwarts, her second home. She then started explaining the unfortunate events of the summer. Harry and Ron sat slack-jawed.

" So you've been at number 12 Grimmauld place?" asked Ron when she had finished telling them her story.

"Yep."

"So what's it like… being a werewolf?" Harry asked warily.

"I'm not sure what its like being a full werewolf yet. I haven't had a full moon since I was bitten. Hopefully it won't hurt as much as Lupin described it."

"So do you have any of the affects of being a werewolf other than at full moon?"

"Some, my senses are really sharp!"

" Ok, do something really cool Hermione!" asked Ron excitedly.

" Let see…Ok." Her she paused as if listening. "There's someone coming this way and by the awkward footsteps its Neville." A second later Neville stumbled in and ran into Harry.

"Sorry, Harry, I tripped. How are you guys doing?"

"Were doing fine Neville, Why don't you sit down?" replied Harry.

" Thanks, I will." When Neville entered Hermione had shrunk into the shadowed corner. Neville looked around and yelped when he saw a girl he didn't know sitting in the corner near him. He had not seen her upon entering.

"Oh shut up Neville, its only Hermione."

"Hermione, is that you? I didn't recognize you."

Hermione hadn't thought that people wouldn't recognize her. She looked down upon herself then laughed. How different she must look, so slim! No longer with frizzy brown hair. Neville left after talking with Harry and Ron about Quidditch and the 6th year's schedule.

"Bloody hell, Hermione! That was wicked!" exclaimed Ron.

" Well… what's so interesting about Mudblood Granger? Has she learned another spell?" came a drawling voice at the doorway. Draco Malfoy was standing in the compartment doorway and was facing Harry and Ron.

"Either shut your mouth or I'll shut it for you, Malfoy" replied Hermione coolly.

Draco turned with a sneer on his face about to make a witty insult to her and then saw her. The little color in his face drained and he stared at her for a long moment before turning on his heels and running back to his own compartment. Crab and Goyle stood stupidly for a while before shuffling away to catch up with Malfoy.

"Wonder what was that all about?" asked Harry in a thoughtful tone."

"Dunno," replied Ron.

"Maybe he came to senses and realized we could hex him into oblivion." suggested Hermione. She left to change into her school robes and was happy to be going back to Hogwarts.

She returned to her book and absent-mindedly stroked the werewolf fang she wore around her neck. Wonder what it would feel like to have these in your mouth instead of flat molars. She shuddered at the memory of seeing something move in the very corner of her vision. There was a howl then great pain, and darkness.

"Hermione! Hermione, Wake up!" came Ron's voice. Hermione's eyes snapped open and she felt rather than saw that the train was coming to a stop. I must have drifted off to sleep while I read my book, Hermione thought.

"Man I can't wait for the feast to start. I'm starving!" said Ron

" Come off it Ron, your always complaining how hungry you are!" said Harry in a cheerful tone.

"Come on you two, lets go get a carriage."

The great hall was ringing with talk and the sky was clear with bright sparkling stars. In the center of the sky was the moon, waxing towards fullness. Hermione Shivered at the thought of the full Moon so soon. Cheerful chatter echoed around the hall from the students sitting at their house tables. The Griffindor table, as always was a sea of scarlet and gold robes. Harry, Hermione and Ron walked across the hall to the Griffindor table where she sat safely between Harry and Ron. She sat there for a while feeling safe and secure before looking around the Great Hall. Across from her between the shoulders of Fred and George she could see the Slytherin table. There, the center of attention, sat Draco Malfoy.

Draco's POV

At the Slytherin table the talk was just as loud as any of the other house tables, but it did not penetrate the turmoil of Draco's mind. He was dreading the oncoming full moon. What little color he had in his face before He was bitten in had been drained, leaving his face pale and chalky.

"Dracums!"
oh god! Its pansy! I have to find a place to hide, and quick! Draco started to shuffle away trying to lose Pansy in the crowd. No such luck.

"Dracums! Get back here! I see you!" Pansy caught up with Draco and griped him by the arm.

"Ouch! get off me woman!"

Oh…I'll make it feel better!" Pansy pulled Draco towards her with her beefy hand and tried to kiss him. Draco pulled and squirmed away from pansy and darted in out of the hall.

Hermione's POV

Hermione got tired of the constant quiditch talk and wandered away from the Griffindor table. She felt crowded in the great hall and decided to gather her thoughts away from the crowd. She started away from the great hall and escaped into a deserted passage. Hermione wandered through the halls in no particular direction thinking of everything that had happened in the summer.

Suddenly she walked strait into someone who yelled, "watch it!" as they both fell to the floor.

Hermione sat up. She was sitting on the floor of the hall way and right across from her sat a blonde haired, blue-silver eyed boy. It was Draco Malfoy.

Draco's POV

Draco, lost in his own thoughts had been walking back towards the great hall to wait for dumbledor's speech when he ran into someone else obviously in there own world. He gave a cry of surprise and said, "watch it!" But there was no use. They had both fallen to the floor. He raised his head to see Hermione Granger staring at him in disbelief. "What are you staring at Granger?" he asked. Surprisingly she said,

"Sorry, wasn't watching where I was going."

" Neither was I, sorry." Then Draco realized whom he had just apologized to. Mudblood Granger, the girl he had tortured and insulted since the day he had met her and found out she was muggle born!

" Are you sure you're Malfoy?" She asked disbelievingly.

" Draco almost grinned then realized how strange this is, Draco Malfroy Slytherin king and Hermione Granger a muggle born sitting on the floor talking. He returned to his usual sneer. Though Hermione was not the same bushy haired, buck toothed girl she used to be she was muggle born and he could not be kind to her. He had a reputation to keep and would not lose it over her.

"Yes I am Draco Malfoy, and would you mind getting off me?" Hermione looked down and seemed to realize she was practically sitting on his lap! She jumped up and Draco rose with dignity and smoothed out his robes. He nodded his head to acknowledge leaving and then started away. Hermione watched him until his cloak rounded the corner then disappeared.

Hermione's POV

Hermione looked down and saw her crinkled robes. She smoothed them as she walked back to the great Hall.

Draco's POV

Draco thought back on what had happened in the hallway as he smoothed his robes. Hermione was rather nice. He sent a loathing look at potter and Weasley. They get to spend as much time with her as they want! Of course he had been an insufferable prat since he met her but come on, all of his friends put together had the intelligence of a baboons behind! Now Potter and Weasley They can talk to her about anything! He realized what he had just thought. Was he Draco Malfoy, Jealous of something Potter had! Of course not, he tried to tell himself but was not so sure. He needed someone to talk to, someone understanding, and someone to help him, named Hermione Granger. It's a shame she isn't a pureblood, she would do well in Slytherin. Thought Draco wishfully.

Harry's POV

Harry watched the entrance to the hall that he had watched Hermione slip out of. He was still watching the doorway when Malfoy came out of the hall smoothing his robes looking thoughtful. To go along with his thinking he shot a loathing look at Harry and Ron. Wonder why he's so pissed, Thought Harry. A few minutes later he saw Hermione step into the great hall she obviously, was deep in though too. Harry noted that just like Malfoy she was smoothing her robes.

Hermione's POV

Hermione noticed that Harry had been watching her and waved. He looked thoughtful and a little confused. She walked over and sat back between Ron and Harry.

"Where did you go?" Asked Harry.

"Just down the hall I was thinking." Hermione replied. She conveniently left out the part about meeting Malfoy. Harry nodded understandingly.

"When's the next full Moon?" asked Harry in a worried tone.

"In two days." Replied Hermione visibly shivering at the thought. Suddenly She felt a tap on her shoulder she turned around and saw Professor McGonagall.

"Mrs. Granger, could I speak to you?" Hermione knew what this was about she rose from Her seat readying herself for a speech of the werewolf schedule that she would have. Professor McGonagall steered Hermione away from the great hall and into a deserted Classroom.

"I presume you know what this is about Mrs. Granger." Said Professor McGonagall.

"Yes." Answered Hermione firmly.

" Good, you will have to find an excuse every full moon to disappear. You will be staying in the Shrieking Shack Understood?"

"Of course, is that all?"

"No Mrs. Granger, there is one other thing. You and another…student will be there."

"Someone else got bit? Who?" asked Hermione showing her obvious interest. Maybe her transformations wouldn't be painful and lonely with someone to keep her company.

I can't tell you who the student is but you'll find out soon enough. That's all I have to say you may go back to the Great hall.