Chapter 1- Only the start of a long and hard day at work

Lyall Lupin had only just began working at his new job in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures as his wedding was only two months ago. Lyall married a beautiful muggle girl named Hope Howell in which he met in a forest in Wales after rescuing her from an attack by a Boggart. Today, though, he wasn't dealing with Boggarts. He had just had a letter arriving by owl post that only the day before, two muggle children were attacked by a werewolf which the Ministry of Magic might have caught. Lyall would be attending the trial today to see if they really had caught the attacker. This wasn't the first time there had been attacks, in fact, they had been happening quite regularly now dark wizard Lord Voldemort had risen to power.

Lyall packed his case and picked up his wand from the table before tucking it in his robes. He'd never met a werewolf and his interest in dark creatures made him eager to get there early. He quickly walked over to Hope, who was making breakfast for their only son Remus who was five in a week, and he swiftly kissed her on the cheek before moving over to his son who was fiddling with a Gobstones set, unsure how to play it. Lyall bent down and ruffled his hair Remus giggled then accidently knocked one of the tiny stones included in the set which squirted an oozing liquid which gave of a foul stench and splashed onto his face making his hair soaking. Lyall laughed before apparating directly to the ministry. After several escalator rides, he arrived at the bottom level of the ministry where the courtrooms were, to find himself two minutes early but quickly figured he wasn't the only one; voices were echoing across the courtroom,

"I don't understand Minister! It's obvious he is a werewolf, I mean look at the way he dresses! He can't just keep lying to the ministry- "

Lyall couldn't see what the lady speaking looked like but automatically knew her voice- she worked in the same department as him.

"Oh Mathilda, Mathilda. I've told you this is your last chance so if you rebut one of my points again I will, as Minister for Magic, fire you! Fenrir Greyback, from what I've seen so far and from what he has told us he is just a muggle tramp! He keeps mentioning how horrified he is about the death of those poor children and seems unintentionally befuddled about finding himself in a room full of wizards! Oh, come on Mathilda, he doesn't have a wand and his name isn't even on the Werewolf Register- "

"Well the Werewolf Register is so badly maintained! A werewolf would hardly go walking up to the Register, prepared to admit what they were when humans treat them so badly. I'm not insulting Newt Scamander's ingenious invention, merely advising everyone to be nicer to werewolves!"

Lyall knew she had gone too far, and he secretly disagreed to the fact we should be nicer towards werewolves as they are so ferocious to wizards and muggles alike, and all werewolves he had heard of worked for You-know-who.

"Mathilda"

"Yes" she replied, looking up at him hopefully.

"You're fired."

"You'll regret this after you get eaten alive by Greyback" she snarled back coldly.

"I highly doubt that" He just gave her a look that clearly said 'get out'

Lyall heard her erupt into flurries of tears then just watched sympathetically as Mathilda barged past him and down the corridor.

Lyall was startled at what he just saw. Was this man -Greyback- actually a muggle, or as Mathilda strongly believed, a werewolf?

The courtroom was huge and had an eerie coldness to it. In the middle of the circular room was a chair in which Lyall supposed must be where Greyback will sit when he enters in a few minutes.

"Ah, Lyall, you've arrived unusually early. You would've turned up late if you knew what you will have to deal. Unfortunately I've just had to dismiss that rather useful colleague of yours named Mathilda"

Lyall raised his eyebrows in a feeble attempt to act slightly surprised and confused.

"Sorry, but she was getting a little out of hand so you might be doing extra hours if that's possible?"

"Perhaps, but as you know I have a son who needs looking after. He's already beginning to show magical abilities and he can be challenging in tantrums, its harder with a muggle with. Not that I'm insulting her of course. She's the love of my life."

Lyall looked up at the Minister, hoping his excuse was good enough.

"Ah well, I'm sure someone won't mind transferring."

The minister took his place and Lyall found a seat surrounding the centre chair. The minister peered at him through his small glasses. Lyall felt a sudden coldness sweep over him, he looked up to find a rather ragged man with long hair that closely resembled a dead bush. The man was closely followed by a bunch of Aurors who had their wands out guiding the dementors. Lyall privately wondered how someone worked with dementors, surely it would be almost as bad as Azkaban. A crowd of wizards and witches entered just after them and the minister directed the man towards the chair Lyall suspected Greyback would sit in, he looked quite bemused and confused.

"Today we are here to hold a trial for the murder of two muggle children, in the chair in the centre of the room sits are main suspect, Fenrir Greyback. Although he tells us he his simply a befuddled muggle tramp, absolutely horrified at the fact two innocent children have been murdered, some think otherwise…"

After that Lyall missed the rest as he was too busy studying Greyback suspiciously. There was something off about him…

His thoughts, however, were interrupted;

"So, Lupin, what do you think off him?"

Lyall took a deep breath then began to attempt to word his thoughts.

"Umm… From my knowledge of werewolves- "

He was interrupted just as he was gaining confidence.

"Which is very limited!" Someone called from the crowd, causing a Mexican Wave of laughter.

"Anyway, from my knowledge of werewolves, which may be quite limited, I have concluded that his appearance, posture and… his appearance and posture and umm werewolf-ish behaviour, it seems likely he is merely pretending to be a muggle to get out of the fact he just killed two muggle kids!"

Throughout Lyall's statement Greyback remained stationary in exactly the same position as when he entered.

For a moment everyone was quiet, considering the situation, then the minister began to laugh. And so did everyone else.

"But it's true! It has to be!"

But despite Lyall's shouting and protests, the insults continued;

"Lyall, you just stick to Welsh Boggarts, that's what you're good at!"

Lyall began to grow angry.

"Just keep in here for twenty-four more hours and you'll see him transform! It's the full moon then!"

They just continued to laugh until Lyall finally cried out in frustration before storming out.

"Werewolves are soulless, evil, deserving nothing but death"

This silenced the court and Greyback was dismissed, just as Lyall left.