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Albus Potter was walking down the street. It was Sunday, August 21st, 2018. The wind blew, and a few leaves rustled on the street. Next to Albus the streetlight went out. Albus continued walking. Albus wasn't supposed to leave after dark, but James wouldn't leave him alone. In fact, James hadn't left him alone since Albus was sorted into Slytherin. This was only a few weeks before his second year. He couldn't wait to see his two best friends again. Scorpius Malfoy, who was also a Slytherin, was in Albania with his parents to visit some of their friends. His other friend, Samantha Berk, also in Slytherin, came over for a week in july, and is now back at her home in London. Samantha, kinda on the short side, was a muggle-born. Most Slytherins in history were pure or half blood.

Albus could barely see. All he could see was ahead of him in the moonlight. He heard nothing but the wind shaking the trees. He had a weird feeling. That feeling you getting watched. He turned around. What looked like a wolf was standing in front of him. Slowly inching it's way toward Albus. It's snout was small, and its pupils were very deep black. It was longer than a normal wolf too. It wasn't just any wolf. It was a werewolf.

Albus screamed in terror. The werewolf ran foward and jump up on Albus. Albus tried to get it off, but he couldn't. Albus felt teeth sinking into his flesh, and everything went pitch lack for him.

"Your the unluckiest person in the world." Albus heard. He slightly opened his eye, so whoever was talking wouldn't know he was awake. It was James, of course. He fully opened his eyes.

"Why? Other people get bitten." Said Albus.

"Yea, but guess who found you. Rita Skeeter." James said.

"Really?" Said Albus. "What day is it? Has it been published?"

"Its exactaly one week since you were bitten. Mom threw all the newspapers away. You won't be reading that article. Too bad, it was really funny."

"Shut up." Albus looked around his room. He must have been let out of the hospital. "Get out." James opened his mouth, but he was drowned out by someone else.

"YOUR AWAKE! HE'S AWAKE! AWAKE AWAKE AWAKE!" Screamed Kreacher. Kreacher had favorites, and Albus was one of them. James, however, was not.

"He is?" Said Lily, running into the room.

Harry and Ginny walked in next.

"Good morning Mom, Dad, and Lily. A Werewolf, great..."

"Yes, well Lavender Brown, one of my friends, is coming over on Monday. She was bitten too." Said Ginny.

"Uncle Bill is a We-"

"A half Werewolf." Said Ginny walking away.

Author's note: Sorry about the shortness of the chapter. I don't have much time.