MOONLIGHT SONATA

Disclaimer: Disclaimed! I do not own Harry Potter.

Warnings: Slash, yaoi, boy boy romance - whatever you want to call it.

AN: I do intend on finishing my other stories! I am not rewriting all that I had saved on my computer that is currently in storage and this one is on loan so you'll just have to wait until I can go to retrieve it and post the new chapters on those. In the mean time, I like werewolf!Draco. I feel like it suits him. Also, I had a few ideas that wouldn't fit into my other stories and decided to put them here. I will be trying to fit in a lot of wolf like behavior and mannerisms from Draco without making them too obvious. If you find them, review! I want to know how well I passed it over as normal Draco behavior.

Draco grinned, swaying his hips from side to side as he simultaneously turned his body with his heel and watched himself in the mirror. On the couch, Blaise Zabini and Daphne Greengrass catcalled and clapped. Daphne jumped up and seemed to have a faster tune in her mind dancing like what was common in muggle hip hop but still smooth. She turned on her heel as well, hands raised in the air and clapping. At that moment, Pansy Parkinson came into the commons and looked as though she'd had a bad day. As soon as she saw them, she ran over and joined, laughing. Pansy's dance was more of a Latino thing, all in the steps and shoulder movements this time. Blaise was howling by now, holding his sides as they danced.

"I see the Slytherin women are having a good time!" Theo shouted from the top of the stairs. Draco flipped him off as he danced. They always chose different dances, it was a statement that they were all still different people. Never dancing together was also a statement toward their individuality if you really wanted to take it apart and analyze it.

"Tempus! We're going to be late for dinner!" Draco swore. By now, they were disheveled compared to their normal appearances but no one wanted to miss food. They straightened themselves the best they could and took off; Draco leading the pack.

Upon entering the Great Hall they realized they were the last students and, despite the stares of those that realized they were disheveled, they held their heads high and looked down their noses as they went to their table.

"What happened?" Millicent Bulstrode hissed as they sat down, "were you lot in a fight?"

"With who, Millie?" Daphne drawled, gesturing around the Great Hall, "everyone's here!"

"We were dancing." Theo hissed even though he and Blaise hadn't participated this time. She nodded in understanding and Blaise looked amused. This was, of course, because several people in the Great Hall were watching the conversation with undisguised suspicion; trying to figure out what they were plotting. He rolled his eyes and looked to Draco,

"amico?"

Draco was frozen, eyes wide, staring at the Head Table. Blaise followed his gaze and scowled deeply. Not many people knew that Draco had an unreasonable fear of werewolves, but Blaise was one of those people. Not that a fear of werewolves was unreasonable; it was. Draco took it to phobia level though, and had their entire lives. The fact of the matter now was that Remus Lupin had returned to Hogwarts. Daphne was steadily trying to figure out why by now but no one had noticed Draco. Albus Dumbledore had stood,

"Now that you are all here, I have an announcement. It seems that Professor Jinx had some trouble at home and was called away indefinitely. To replace her, we have brought in Remus Lupin; I'm sure you all recall him from previous years. Thank you!" he clapped his hands and the food appeared.

"How'd he get back in?" Blaise hissed, eyes narrowed. Draco immediately looked back to his food, good mood long forgotten,

"I don't know but I'm going to find out." They all nodded; Lucius Malfoy was going to have kneazles by the pound.

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