Summary: What if Remus had a daughter? And what if his daughter was also bitten by a werewolf and given the curse that has ruined Remus' life since he was but a child? What if this girl turns out to have the heart of a marauder? What will Hogwarts be like now?
AN: Okay, so this story just sorta came to me last night cause I was really bored, and now I already have a little less than sixteen pages, so yeah, I'm very proud of myself. Anyway, I'm hoping to actually stick to this story, and so far I'm really interested in it. However, if I start not posting for a long time, I want someone to PM me and tell me to get a move on, k? okay, so here is the prologue, and Chapter 1 will be up real quick. I really like this story so far, and I hope you peoples do too! R&R!
Prologue
Rain pounded down on me as I ran, slipping and sliding in the mud. Tears streamed down my face, and I prayed to the gods that they may save me. They wouldn't come to my rescue, however, and I knew this for a fact as I felt the razor sharp teeth snap down on my hand, and sharp claws and huge paws push me to the ground, pinning me down. I have a strangled cry as the teeth bit into my flesh, scraping the bones beneath. I looked up into the eyes of the monster who had me pinned, my eyes wide and scared. Its eyes were yellow, and full of blood lust. He released my hand, licking my blood off of his lips. My eyes were wide with terror, and with a hungry growl he moved down to bite my neck.
An earsplitting snarl ripped through the air, and a body collided with the monster on top of me. I gave a small scream and watched as two monsters battled one another. The beast that had saved me was on top of the other. They rolled around, biting and scratching each other. I pushed away, my back hitting a tree, and watched the battle, too fearful to have enough sense to run. The battle was long and bloody, but finally one of the wolves let out a dieing howl, going limp. The wolf that lived looked at me with sad, blue eyes, and I knew that I was safe.
The night went slowly, with the wolf curled around me, licking my wound as I mended his. It seemed like forever before the first ray of light shone on us. The wolf beside me slowly morphed, and shifted back into his human form. He was weak now, bloody and hurt, but he held me close, mourning for my loss. As I felt tears hit my skin, my own tears slowly slipped through my mask, and I cried into his chest as he held me, stroking my hair and crying into the top of my head.
"I'm so sorry, sweetheart." He whispered into my hair, holding me tight to his chest.
I held tight to him, crying into his care chest, feeling my hand throb. "I'm sorry, Daddy. I knew I wasn't s'pose to come out, but Checkers ran off, and I had to find him…" I was ramblings, and he hushed me, rocking me slightly.
"Shhh, hush child. We need to get home. Your mother will be worried." He pulled back slightly to look me in the eye, and I gave a small nod.
We arrived home to find my mother pacing the house, distraught with fear and worry. She had tears running down her face, and when she saw my hand fresh ones streaked her face. My father mended me up and sent me to bed, and that's when I heard the yelling. My mother accused my father of biting me, for she was far too distraught to be thinking clearly. The yelling lasted for what seemed like hours, until she just settled with crying. He had convinced her it hadn't been him, and now they were both wallowing in misery. I knew that things were going to change, and I could already feel myself changing. My life had changed in seconds, right before my eyes. I just hadn't realized just what that meant yet.