A/N: this was written at close to 2 A.M. so it probably isn't that great. Just a little one shot that could be turned into a series but I won't do it. No Peter in my story. Stupid little rat. Oh the title is from She's a handsome woman by P!ATD. No flames please.
The moon was bright and full, she was restless. The air around her buzzed with strange energy. Her skin tingles with Magick; without a word she vanishes.
The grounds stretch before her, bathed in silver light. her shoes forgotten at the doors. Here she feels free. Her school robe is shed along with her uniform. Her hair tickles her bare back as she disappears into the forest. Soon she is skyclad.
She feels different: safe and surrounded by Magickal things. Her feet carried her faster and more easily then before. She feels weightless/ he slowed to a halt in a clearing. Basking in the glow of the Goddess, letting the cool air dry the sweat on her skin.
A howl draws her attention to three figures in the shadows. The largest a werewolf. She did the first thing that came to mind; bow. The pentacle that hung around her neck gleamed in the moonlight. The werewolf bowed back and trotted passed. A word flashed through in her mind: friend.
She watched as he disappeared into the shadow of the trees. A Grim followed, her fingers just barely grazing the soft jet black fur. It's grey eyes traced her figure before disappearing. A large stag stepped into the clearing. Brushing passed her, she could feel the strength beneath the smooth warm fur. It circled her once before stopping to look at her.. It raised its great head, watching her. His large antlers cast a shadow across her face and loomed over head. They locked eyes; emerald and hazel. In the distance, two howls echoed to them. The stag didn't bound away, instead it turned to the noise.
She ran away, looking back over her shoulder the stag was still watching. Then gave chase. It followed her all the way to the edge of the forest. She didn't stop as she collected her clothes, but she did throw on her school robe.
The halls and common room were deserted when she entered. Without stopping, she went straight to her dorm.
Slipping under the blankets, her pentacle glowed softly. Lily Evans' secret was about to come out. The Wolf locked inside was breaking free.
So how was it? It does have the possibility of becoming a full story but I like it just like it is. If you want to make it into a story have at it. Just send me the link and credit me please. Reviews are welcome.
Equine Stranger