General Disclaimer: The only things I own are Luna, Sam, a few plot ideas and that is it. If you recognize anything in this story, that means that I am borrowing it for a moment but I wont scratch it.

I plan on updating once a week, mostly so I can get a little bit further before posting anything new. I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1

Petitions, Blood and Detentions

"Lun!" The voice traveled though the long corridor causing the positively starving girl in question to stop and wait for her friend to catch up with her. They where both sixth years half way through the year and still went through this same ritual every day. They WOULD see each other during lunch, and after lunch, and in the common room, and in their dorms, but it didn't stop the need for one, or both, of them to catch up on something absolutely dire.

"Sam!" the blonde haired girl shouted back, making the other students look at her oddly and a few scowl. Oh, she thought, Merlin forbid I'm happy to see my best friend. Prats.

When the brown haired girl known as Samantha finally made her way over to her friend the two began to talk over each other, informing the other about what their days had been like thus far since seeing each other last in their dorms at 8 in the morning. Sam had apparently gotten an A on her Transfiguration essay and Luna had drawn a picture of a unicorn stabbing the Slytherin girl who tripped her before Charms class.

"So, Luna, how many names do you need now?" Sam asked as they started putting together their sandwiches and pouring their pumpkin juice. Or, Sam poured pumpkin juice, Luna preferred tea having never quite acquired a taste for the juice herself.

"Fifty and then my sheet is full" Luna answered, her smile growing as she spread more peanut butter onto her bread then she may have needed. She needed signatures for a petition to have a new act put on the next Ministry meeting agenda, no big deal considering the facts alone usually makes people want to sign. In her free time at home she volunteers for a group called "W.O./ L. F" or "Werewolf Organization / Living Foundation" their plan is to help poor wolves get the wolfsbane potion on the full moon.

"Wow, Christmas break was good." the brown haired girl replied, smiling at her best friend before her eyes shifted to the Gryffindor table and a small sigh release from her lips. Sirius must have walked in, Luna decided while rolling her eyes. The Marauders are another thing she never quite acquired a taste for. "Luna," Sam said without moving her eyes from the Black boys head, "write a song about him for music. Please?"

Sam had been attempting to get her green eyed friend to agree to this since she started taking music in third year, Luna had always refused. "For my birthday?" Yet how could she refuse that, her friend would be turning 17 in two months, she'll be of age in their world, and a song about Sirius Black would cost much less then buying a gift. So, Luna nodded while she finished her sandwich.

The strange sound of delight that erupted from her friends throat, something that sounded like a giggle mixed with a banshee cry, made a number of people turn to them. Again with the scowling.

"If I can get them to sign, I'm sure a bunch of people would follow." Luna said while looking in the direction of the Marauders for the first time and seeing a small group of girls surrounding them while James and Sirius told some story. "I'll be back."

As she gathered her things and pulled out the clipboard and self inking quill from her bag Sam grabbed her arm, "You can't just...approach them, they'll think you're part of their fan club." Sam informed her friend, it was a good possibility that she'd never even be able to get close to them because of the group already there. "Then I guess I'll have to ask someone near them and hope they hear, wont I?" Luna replied after thinking about it for a moment.

Lily Evans was a redheaded prefect who was well known for hating James Potter and at one point being friends with a Slytherin boy. She was kind, from what Luna had heard, and she was sitting next to Peter, the least cared about Marauder. Lily Evans was the best bet for not only getting a signature but getting the Marauders attention.

Luna was glad that she wasn't eating but instead reading a school book, it seemed overly rude to interrupt people from eating. Eating was wonderful. "Excuse me, Lily Evans?" Luna asked, a sweet smile on her face while she tapped the redhead on the shoulder. "Yes?" Lily said while turning and smiling back at the Hufflepuff girl before her.

"Hi, I'm Luna Boyd and I was wondering if you would be able to give me moment of your time and perhaps agree to sign this petition." she kept smiling, it was a trait of her house, friendly to all. Always.

"What's it for?" Lily swept her hand over the empty seat next her, offering Luna a seat while she talked.

"It's on behalf of W.O./L.F., this particular petition is an attempt to get an act on the Ministry agenda to offer lower income werewolves and family's with werewolf children access to the wolfsbane potion. It is currently outlandishly priced and not covered by any magical insurance policy and as a result thousands of units of the potion are getting thrown away each month." Lily listened to the obviously well rehearsed speech and nodded along at some parts.

She thought of Remus, Lily was a smart girl and while learning about werewolves in third year was able to piece together that her fellow Gryffindor and prefect was in fact a werewolf. She never brought it up, never asked for him to confirm it, only worried every time the moon began to fill again.

"What about those without an income at all?" It was a sad question, but also a fact of life. Many of these men and women are unable to find work, or find very little work that pays next to nothing. Luna smiled at the question though, being asked questions was rare and it made her feel as if she could really make a difference. She pulled a small piece of parchment with a plan written on it in neat script with the W.O./L.F. logo at the top.

"The outline we currently have would put the potion on a fluctuating scale and using donations to cover the cost of those who have no income. They want to make it to the between three sickles and two galleon's. But with the scale depending on their current income it could cost only knuts."

Lily smiled once more and asked to see the petition after reading the parchment for herself.

49 names to go.

"Thank you so much, if you know anyone else interested in helping us, please let me know." Luna began to walk away and in the process walked by the Ravenclaw table where she waved to a few people she knew from her classes.

She didn't even see Mildred Brown moving from the group that the surrounded the Marauders until she stepped directly in front of her and cut off her walk back to her own table, trapping her between the Gryffindors and Mildred's own Ravenclaws. Luna smiled at her, but it fell once the slightly plump girl started talking.

"What do you think you're doing? Werewolves are dangerous and disgusting creatures the only help we should be giving them is getting rid of them." Luna looked at the girl and had to keep herself from going over the edge. Maybe she could reason with her, after all.

"Actually, with the potion they become fully aware during the transformation and aren't a danger to anyone, only a wee bit scary." Luna tried pulling out another piece of parchment that showed the attack rate of a town in Russia going down to almost none when the potion became affordable and available to the werewolf community there.

"Actually," Mildred started, "they're not even human. We shouldn't help those mindless creatures we should eradicate them and what's next? Let them go to school here? Let them live in our neighborhoods? Let them work in our stores?"

"Yes," Luna said, her green eyes flashing, this girl was treading dangerously close to offending her friends, her family, to much for her to take. She understands that people are ignorant, and therefore scared, when it comes to werewolves, but that doesn't mean they get to attack people she loves. "they're just people, none of them want this. It's painful and they can hurt people they love."

"They aren't capable of love, they're worse then You-Know-Who." Sam was already at her friend's side trying to calm her down but also glaring at the Ravenclaw in front of them. Hufflepuffs never loose their cool, they never become violent, and they never glare.

But they will fight in the name of what's right, and they will fight for the people they care about. And this girl had stepped way over the line and in Luna's head, that was enough justification for her next actions.

She calmly handed her bag and the things she was holding to Sam, and took a step forward her green eyes growing darker with each movement, pulled her arm back and landed a single right hook to the center of Mildred's usually pretty face. Her hand didn't hurt but Mildred was clutching her nose and trying to stem the flow of blood coming from her now crooked nose.

Luna stepped back, took her things from her slightly shocked friend and walked directly towards Professor McGonagall who was quickly walking from the staff table to the scene, and allowed the teacher to pull her from the Great Hall while Lily walked the still bleeding Ravenclaw to the Hospital Wing.

"Hey!" someone called to Sam when her feet started moving again and she began to walk out of the hall. "Wait up!" she turned her attention to the shouting James Potter and tilted her head to the side, waiting.

"Tell your friend with the mean right hook to find us, we want to sign her thing." Sam nodded and continued on her way to the common room to switch out her books. She knows what Luna is capable of, what most Hufflepuffs are capable of, no one else seemed to though. You can't just expect them to sit back and allow people to talk to them like that, or to compare anyone to the monster currently attacking muggle's and muggle-born's.

Remus' POV

"... werewolves and family's with werewolf children access to the wolfsbane potion. It is currently outlandishly priced and not covered by any magical insurance policy and as a result thousands of units of the potion are getting thrown away each month." What exactly was this girl talking about? Who just goes up to someone and starts discussing the price of Wolfsbane potion with people. I looked around the table, decided that I need to get my fellow Marauders to help listen in on this current conversation, but they were already leaning closer to the girl without making it obvious.

James caught my eye and then Sirius', letting us know to listen and not interfere until need be. We listened while Lily asked a question about wolves without income, and the girl smiled before answering in a very practiced manor about fluctuating prices and donations, then Lily signed something that had more then a few other names on it.

They were trying to help England's were's, which is a noble cause, but she wasn't one. I would be able to smell it on her, let alone the fact that no one else has every been brought to the shack with me for my monthly transformations. She is to pretty to be a werewolf anyway, her blonde hair is long, falling to the middle of her back, and her eyes are bright green and shinned each time she smiled. She was a Hufflepuff and when she stood I noticed she wore bright yellow and black stockings under her uniform.

I had just started to rake my eyes over her more intimate parts when the Ravenclaw girl who had been hanging over Sirius a few moments ago voice broke though my thoughts "..they're worse then You-Know-Who." she said, I could feel myself pale and next to me Sirius went rigid as if he was planning on attacking this girl if she breathed the wrong way.

But the Hufflepuff was very calm, her entire body was relaxed as she handed her things to a friend who had been attempting to calm her down, she was even calm as she stepped to the Ravenclaw and let her right fist connect with the other girls nose. She then, body still relaxed, took her things back and started walking to our head of house, allowing her self to be taken in for punishment.

"Who, exactly, is that girl?" I asked my friends, but I was more then willing to get an answer from anyone.

"I don't know, but we're going to sign her thing, yeah?" James asked, the three of us nodding in the affirmative. Of course we would, it would be wrong if we didn't really. James jumped up and attempted to stop her friend while she walked out of the Great Hall.

"I've never seen a Hufflepuff hit anyone before."

McGonagall was late getting to Transfiguration, which meant that for the first ten minutes of class we where all sitting in the hallway and talking about the Hufflepuff girl who had broken a girls nose during lunch. The current theory's were that the two were fighting over Sirius/James/My own affections and it resulted in a fight.

The Ravenclaw girl had insulted the Hufflepuff's lesbian lover, whom she her self had had an affair with over Christmas break, and as a result she snapped and it resulted in a fight. For honor, of course.

The Hufflepuff girl finally snapped under the pressure of being nothing more than an extra in the school and when the Ravenclaw girl offered to help her, she broke her nose.

A few people even think that she was under the influence of the Imperious Curse (preformed by some soon to be Death Eater Slytherin, of course) which is the only reason any Hufflepuff would ever raise their hand to another person, let alone another student.

When Lily joined us her hair was out of place and their were a few blood drops on her robes. "Hey Lilypad, want me to clean those up for you?" James asked, pulling his wand out and readying himself for any chance to impress her.

"No, thank you, Ja-Potter." She replied, catching herself before calling my best friend by his first name. I had noticed her doing that more and more since she had finally agreed to a date on our second Hogsmeade trip. I think she was finally warming up to the idea of being with him, which would make the rest of our lives much easier.

"What's that girls name?" I asked, while I stood to brush any dust off of my robes and waited for the Professor to arrive and start class, with Lily's return it can't be much longer, really. The entire thing should be sorted by now and the sooner it is the sooner I can get through this class.

Not that I didn't love this class or anything, the full moon is coming and I'm getting a bit testy.

"Luna." Luna? That means moon.

Sirius smirked at me, "sounds perfect for you, eh, Moony?"

I skipped dinner, but James, Sirius and Peter had fun filling me in on all the fun that, apparently, happened because of the blonde Hufflepuff. "What happened?" I asked, when they came back, all smiled and having to much fun to not have just done something wrong. I was going through alibi's I could could come up with up when James started the tale.

"That Hufflepuff, Luna, came over to us tonight so we could sign her thing, right?" I nodded, as if he actually wanted an answer but he was barely watching me, to busy putting away the school things he had tossed on his bed before dinner.

"So she waits until it's pretty much all gone," Sirius continued, throwing himself onto his bed fully clothed, "and sits on the table next to Pete's head and smiles at us as if we've been friends forever." James had given up trying to organize anything and just piled the rest of his things on his desk and started changing.

"Wormtail screamed when he realized she was just sitting there," James laughed while the boy in question pulled an unpleasant face but didn't make to discredit the claim in anyway. "She just smiled at him and pet his head like some scared animal, and then goes 'I heard you wanted to pen your name's for a good cause' and waves this clipboard around."

I wanted him to skip to the part where it ended, I am particularly tired this cycle and I just want to sleep, they had, after all only woke me up thirty minutes before curfew. "She was really nice! Actually gave us some stuff to look at!" Peter said excitedly, I learned later that she actually gave them directly to him and it made him feel special.

"Right," Sirius said, "more importantly, I asked why she decked that girl and she just tells us how she doesn't stand for people talking that way about people that she loves." He looked at me and arched an eyebrow, "you know what that means, right?"

I didn't answer, I had no idea what Sirius thought that could possibly mean, she cares for the people in her life? I cannot find it in my scope of ability to care that much right now, tomorrow I will be transforming and I want to get as much rest now as I can.

"It means," James went on after the right amount of time passed and he became aware that I was not going to answer the way they wanted, "that someone she cares about is a werewolf."

"And she's named after the moon!" Pete squeaked from the bathroom

"And she's pretty fit, much more than a hand full, mate." Sirius added, over exaggerating by putting his hands a foot away from his own chest.

"The point it, she's a good idea for you." James explained through snickers in Sirius' expression. I snorted at the statement, I really did not want to deal with the drama of a girlfriend right now. "She asked about you." I raised an eyebrow at that, that was something that I wasn't expecting.

"We said you were run down, to much studying not enough snogging." Sirius said, not waiting for my reaction before finishing, "she said she couldn't help you with that, but gave us candy bar from her bag, said that if chocolate can't help you then you're doomed."

The only reason this struck me is because that was something I believed, something that I used all of the time, more so this time of month then others, but it's something my mother would do to sooth me after a rougher then normal full moon. "We told her to find you so you can sign the petition whenever she sees you." James ended

I was almost asleep when I asked what happened to her, after the one sided fight, my eyes closed and my my voice dropping and slurring. I sounded like a drunk third year after two shots of fire whiskey. "Detention until Thursday." Pete provided the answer as I slipped into unconsciousness.

A/N: Please review, feedback is greatly appreciated.