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Crescent Moon: Chapter One

It was a very inky, storm rattled night. A perfect night to go wandering around in, under the concealment of a certain cloak. That was just what a certain young Potter was doing. Only this Potter did not go by "The Boy who lived" rather, "The Daughter Of the boy who lived". Yes, Miss. Danielle Lily Potter was sneakily creeping the grounds of Hogwarts. Her green brown eyes searched the Marauder's Map for any sign of Misses Norris the second, or her very senile keeper Filch. She glanced up every now and again to bat away the shaggy bangs of her brown hair. As she approached the long narrow staircase that led to the massive front doors, she suddenly found herself bored with the whole idea, only because adventure was not involved...just a mere lack of tiredness. She checked her map again; pushing up her glasses hastily, and was about to turn around seeing as how Filch was in his own office. When her eyes caught to the drawing of outside the castle gates. Three figures and one question mark in the middle of them were all hurrying to the front of the school doors leading into the hall and up the stairs where she stood, paralyzed with curiosity. She recognized them all at once. One was Hagrid, the other Headmistress McGonagall, the third said "Part O' Toole" but the mysterious enigma still was jostled around between them. She stared at it squinting to understand, when the doors burst in, full of rain, howling wind and the sounds of hurried feet.

"Hurry Hagrid!" cried the elderly voice of her headmistress.

Hagrid, (As it shown on the map) was now carrying what the question mark had been. She couldn't see quite clearly, it was wrapped in a dull gray cloth, but suddenly a long arm bumped out from under it and dangled from Hatred's massive arms.

"Tryin' Profess'r!" He was panting hard. Poor Hagrid was getting on in his years and Dani remembered from a book she once read, that giants (Even half giants) had body problems once age started to hit them. Mostly breathing and blood flow. She grimaced watching him shuffle into the Great Hall. But finally! The exciting thing she had hoped for was happening! She checked the map once more, making sure Filch did not suddenly leap up at the slam of the doors. Nope. Out like a light and apparently Misses Norris the second was on his lap. She grinned broadly and trickled silently down the stairs and into the Great Hall.

In the giant dining hall, Hagrid was leaning over, placing the body carefully upon one of the tables, the long arm still dangling.

"Careful Rubeus!" Cried the little man beside them. The map had identified him as Part O' Toole, and Dani recognized him from The Prophet as one of the more famous Aurors. His bright orange splotch of hair on his head and bushy mustache reminded Dani of one of the old time police officers and if you didn't behave he'd cart you off in a "paddy wagon". He bustled around the clothed lump and started to uncover it.

"I cannot believe it! Just cannot! How could we forget about the crescent moon tonight?"
"I dunno Profess'r... but good thin' you did tha' spell! Came in handy to control 'im!"

'Him?' Thought Dani quizzically.

"Yes, well don't ever say anything about that spell Hagrid...I only use it in emergencies..."

The little Auror looked at them both quizzically. "Who is this boy exactly?"

The two turned from their discussion then gave nervous glances to one another.

"You shou' explain' Headmiss'... I'll get im' some water…" Hagrid horridly shuffled towards the kitchen area. Headmistress McGonagall watched him walk off then turned back to O' Toole.

"This-"

'Oh boy!'

"-Is the son of Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks..."

Dani's mouth gaped open. 'Uncle... Remus…? He had a son? Why didn't dad tell-'

"We were escorting him to the school... Because his father thought he needed more interaction with other wizards and witches, being home schooled and such... but we had forgotten it was the crescent moon… The time he changes..."

'Change?' Dani thought for a few moments. The words "crescent moon" and "changes" were replaying in her mind. She suddenly glanced up as they sound of Hagrid's enormous feet came stomping back in.

"Darn house elves!" grumbled Hagrid. "Nosey little' buggers!" He set the glass of water down which shook the whole table and jostled the sheet off of the mysterious lump.

"Hagrid!" Cried McGonagall. Unveiled from the sheet, was the face and partial chest of a young gaunt looking man. His hair was a creamy coffee color, black tips colored the split ends...but as he breathed it seemed to be changing color to a plum purple, royal blue, then back to the milky coffee.

Dani shook her head, smirking. "Defiantly Tonks' son..." She muttered out loud.

McGonagall, Hagrid and O' Toole's heads whipped around towards the sound and Dani squeaked clasping her hand over her mouth. McGonagall sighed, taking off her glasses and rubbing her eyes.

"I'm getting far too old for this...Miss Potter! Please come out!"

Dani stood frozen to the spot.

"Miss Potter please… If you run now, I'll just get you tomorrow..."

Dani sighed. 'She has a point...' She threw off the coat and stood there in her lion print pajamas, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks.

"You know it is against the rules to wander around the castle after hours...explain yourself."

"I... I...hungry?" She meekly answered. McGonagall eyed her suspiciously.

Dani gulped a little. Hagrid suddenly moved over to her.

"Well, I'll get'er some food Headmiss'! Come on, Dani…" He motioned the girl to follow, who quickly sped after him to the kitchen. When they passed the swishing doors Hagrid spun around and turned on her.

"What'er you doin' wandering around up so late? Yer gonna' get in trouble!" He said sternly shaking his sausage-sized finger at her.

"I wasn't tired! I just thought a walk might do me some good!" She answered honestly, getting a cup and filling it was delicious pumpkin juice.

"I think yer tryin' ta look fer trouble though…heh…yer dad always did that…"He chuckled leaning against a table, making the legs bend a bit.

"Say Hagrid…who's that boy out there? Y'know…Lupin's kid?" She asked nonchalantly, wanting to get some answers. He raised his bushy head quickly.

"Oy! Not this time! Nope! Yer dad always tried ta do that to me! And he usually got away with it!"

"With what?" She asked innocently, taking a sip of the orange liquid.

"Yer dad would want me to tell 'im about somethin' secret and I'd usually blab somethin' and tell 'im tha' the boy out there is a werewolf! And then he'd get tha' excited face like yer… gettin'…" his face grew blank watching Dani's face rise excitedly, "…oh slugs…" he covered his face with his hand.

"A werewolf Hagrid? Really?"

"Only half of one Miss. Potter…"

Dani turned around seeing the sober face of McGonagall. "Did you find something that

appealed to your curious appetite?" She asked raising a brow again.

"Uh...yeah…" Dani answered shakily holding up her juice. "I'll just be heading off then-"

"One moment Miss. Potter…" She said holding up her thin finger, stopping Dani in her tracks.

"Yes Headmistress?" She asked, now becoming a little nervous. She hated losing points for her team.

"I am going to ask that you keep the situation with Mr. Lupin a secret…and that you help him around Hogwarts…"

"Wha-!" sputtered Dani a little flabbergasted. "Help him…out? I mean...not that I don't want to help out that guy cause I do! But why me?"

"Why NOT you? You know more about the werewolf race than any other student I've seen! And it's not uncommon to see you drawing them extensively-"

"Well! Thanks Head miss-"

"-DURING my class…" she snapped at the end. "…But I will let it pass seeing as how you will help Mr. Lupin out…Thank you for your cooperation Miss. Potter, now get to bed."

"Y-Yes ma'am…" She turned around and gave Hagrid an enormous hug. "Thank you Hagrid...I owe you…"

"Oh yeh! Sure, sure no problem…" He let her go and McGonagall led her over to where the young Lupin lay, peacefully sleeping.

"Headmistress?" Dani asked quietly. "What's his name?"

"Conall… Conall Lupin…" She answered. "Take your coat…goodnight Miss. Potter..."

"Night." Dani slipped the cloak back on and silently made her way back up the stairs. Her mind buzzed with the thought of escorting a half werewolf around the school! It could be a pain…OR it could be one of the most exciting things to happen to her!

"Fuzzlebees…" She said taking off her cloak to the Fat Lady.

"Whatever…" The painting yawned irritably, swinging the door open.

She stepped inside and shuffled quickly to the girl's dorms, and leapt to her bed. Pulling up the covers, she could only begin to imagine what this boy might have in store for her… or what she might have in store for him…