Full Moon Chapter 1, a harry potter fanfic

~ This is Emily and I know I haven't updated in forever! We've just moved so everything's been hetic. Deal with it :P! Lol, none of the Harry Potter franchise is mine. I wouldn't be writing this if I did. Read and Review. Flames and Flowers! Thnx, RockingouttoPinkFloyd~

Full Moon

Remus Lupin stared at his friends James and Peter wondering what the hell they were laughing at so hard. Didn't they know they were disturbing his study time? Ah. Sirius was standing on his head doing some horrible imatation of Severus. Why couldn't they just leave the poor guy alone? What the hell had he ever done to them? But these thoughts he kept to himself, for they weren't accepted with his friends. Next week was the full moon and he could feel the change already taking control of his limbs. He would have to take the Wolfsbane potion a little eariler this month.

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Pain. Searing pain ripping through his torso, legs, arms, head. Liquid fire, burning his lungs. Please! Anything to make it stop!!!

"Moony? It's Prongs. We're almost there. Hang on for me buddy." James's voice came like an ice pack to chill his burns.

"I'm here too Moony. Padfoot to your left so don't bite there. Aim for the right at the stag." That'd be Sirius, though his name was misleading. He loved his friends.

"I'm down here Moony!" There's Peter's annoyingly sqeaky rat voice at his feet, jubilant with laughter at the thought of another adventure with his friends. Pettigrew really needed some medicane or something.

"I can't hold it anymore guys!" Remus's scream ripped out of his throat in a hoarse cry of defeat.

"We're here Remus. Let it go!" James's usually calming voice was etched with excitment putting Lupin on edge. With a cry he burst out of his human skin and into his second, hairier, one.

With that the 4 friends loped off on another adventure, basking in the light of the pale-faced moon.

"Mr. Potter! If it please you! Pay attention!" McGonagall's peaved voice distracted the class from transfiguring their kittens into quills.

"I'm sorry, Professor. My thoughts were a-wandering." James snapped to attention and tore his gaze off of Lily Evans long enough to stare, faking innocence, at Professor McGonagall, who saw though it in an instant.

"Detention, Mr. Potter! And since your actions seem to be distracting the class, detentions also for Mr. Black, Mr. Lupin, and Mr. Pettigrew. Let that be a lesson to all of you that trouble makers don't go unpunished. Now, back to work!" The ramrod straight back of crushed velvet strode across the room to her desk.

All was quite as everyone worked on their homework, 2 rolls of parchment about the pronoucation of transfiguration spells, till a head of wild brunett hair came stumbling into the room. Said hair was gloreous to Remus, or so he thought as he looked up from his parchment. Long, just down past her shoulders, wavy, brunette, not brown, with highlights of shimmering red and...silver? Her quick hazel eyes were darting about the class, taking in every face. They paused at Remus's for .5 seconds longer than everyone else's.

"Ah, Miss Emily Scotts. It appears that you have proved the urban myth of Texans always making an entrance correct." McGonagall stood to attention as the naturally pale beauty aproached her desk.

Remus couldn't be sure it was a laugh, as it sounded more like the chiming of bells. "Yes ma'me, I'm afraid that's true." Her accent was strange and foreign and thick.

"You may take a seat next to Mr. Black if you would." She looked only to happy to assign the Texan to the seat next to the bad-boy. Emily Scotts, however, didn't look to pleased, as Sirius was shooting her simpering smiles.

"I don't think so ma'me. He looks like he wants to fry me and serve me with Barbie Que sauce." The way she said B-B-Q sauce was just weird. Wait, what was B-B-Q sauce??

McGonagall looked sternly at her over her glasses. "Then why not try a seat next to Mr. Lupin, seeing as those are the only seats in the class left. Or are we just not good enough for the big American?" Everyone looked taken aback at the rude tone in the professor's voice. Even Emily Scotts seemed suprised.

"I'm sorry ma'me. I didn't mean no harm, honest. That Black fellow just looks scary, that's all." She looked around wildly. The way the sentance came out was, "I'm sorry mame. Aye didn't mean no harm, honest. That Black feller just looks scary, thaa's awl." and creeped up Remus's spine.

Professor McGonagall laughed. "It's ok child. You didn't know." Her face got serious. "But this is your first warning; you do NOT correct me in my class room. Please take a seat. We are writing 2 scrolls of parchment on the pronoucation of transfiguration spells due Monday. Clear?"

Emily paused. "No ma'me. What's parchment? I didn't think anyone actually wrote on that stuff anymore anyways. I've got 3 ring lined notebook paper, but no parchment. What century are you guys living in over here?" That's when everyone's attention drew to the binder in her hands and her jeans and hoodie; including McGonagall's.

She cleared her throat. "Maybe, Miss Scotts, we should see the Headmaster." With a flurry of her robes that would make Snape proud, she rushed Emily off to Dumbledores. 15 minutes later, class was dismissed.

"Did you hear the way that Scotts girl talked?" James was snickering on their way to the Great Hall.

Sirius looked confused. "She talked? I was to preoccupied with that gorgeous body underneath those Muggle clothes. Did you see those curves? No girl here could wish to compete. "

"You are discusting Sirius. Did you see the way she inavertidly sassed McGonagall? 10 galleons says she won't last the rest of the day without getting at least one detention." Remus rolled his eyes.

James and Sirius gaped at him and Peter just stood there with an equally dumb look on his face.

"Did Moony just-" Sirius stopped.

"Yep." James opened his mouth.

"That means that-" Sirius closed his mouth.

"Yep." James snickered.

"We take!" Sirius and James cried out their approval in unison, much to Peter's annoyance.

The Great Hall was buzzing with news of the Texan that arrived eariler that day.

"I think she's awesome." Lily giggled with her friend Maybelle.

"I think you're awesome Evans." James shot off his mouth again. That started another round of bickering untill Emily Scotts walked back in, uncomfoatable looking in her robes and bag.

"Hey! Scotts! You can sit here if you want!" Lily patted the bench next to her; and right next to Remus.

"Thanks. I was worried that I was gonna have to sit by myself all the way down there!" Emily gestured down the table towards the deserted end.

"Hello. I sit next to you in Transfiguration now. I'm Remus Lupin." He held his hand out in a friendly manner. Emily took it with a smile that shook him.

"Hey there! I'm Emily, Emily Scotts, but I think you already know that." She laughed. "I really didn't mean to cause a stir."

"Baby, I can show you a stir if you want." Sirius leaned over and winked.

"Um...No thanks. I like guys who 1) Use less conditioner and 2) don't look have to try as you do." Scotts smiled apologetically.

Lily gave a burst of laughter. "I've never known a girl like you. We'll be best friends, I can tell already. If you've got the nerve to back mouth Sirius Black you're cool in my book."

Sirius, on the other hand, sat back and just glared at the whole world.

Remus couldn't keep the sassy Texan out of his mind. She was always there somehow. He had every class with her, right next to her. In every one she smiled at him as she sat down.

In History of Magic, Emily got her first detention.

"In 1776, the official 1th werewolf rebellion took place in America. Occording to historians, only 1 Muggle survided the attack. It is common knowegde that Americans, beening unable to control their werewolf pop- bu bur. Yes Miss......Scars?" Binns looked shocked to see a hand up.

"Scotts and what do you mean 'Americans couln't control their werewolf population? Sir?" She added as a foolhardy attempt at manners.

Binns smirked. "It is common knowledge that American wizards are not up to chalk with English wizards. Now-"

"Excuse me sir but I believe I heard you wrong. Americans aren't up to speed with English wizards? Ha! Don't make me laugh. What about the creation of Wolfsbane Potion? If you know your history, which I serously doubt by this lecture, you'll recall that most of the advances in modern medicane are from American wizard labs. Most brand new technology is brought forth by American wizards. And if you recall, in 1776 American signed the Declaration of Independance from England. So we were under the crown. Now, whose fault is it that the rebel wizards couldn't control the werewolves?" She sat back with a statisfied smile untill Binns called out,

"How dare you insult my knowlegde in the teaching of this subject! Detention for a week! Now-"

After class, James caught up with Emily. "That was bloody brillant and the most activitly in the old man's class since 1338. Thank you!" He slapped her on the back. "I think she's up to being a Marauder, how bout you guys?"

Remus, Sirius, and Wormtail all agreed readily. Lily, however, didn't like them taking away her friend. "You guys aren't taking her into your silly cult. She's innocent yet!"

"I don't think that stunt in Binn's was so innocent, do you Evans?" Remus threw his arms around her shoulders and laughed at the look on James's face. Lily stormed off in a huff as Emily rolled her eyes and struggled out from under James's arm.

FINIS of Part I