Chapter 2: oh no!!

disclaimer: I don't own the characters you recognize. HOWEVER I do own Alex, Pandora, Kay, John...everyone you don't recognize. (and so do my friends)

An: Should I continue this??


5 years latter:

"Are you alright John, you look a little pale." Alex asked. She checked a calender. "Fudge." she said to herself. "Hopefully he's not..."

"MOMMA!" John screamed, shaking violently.

Alex raced to the living room from the kitchen, praying he wasn't going to be 'sick' (the term they used when they were younger to explain Remus's and their dads mysterious illness.)

She picked him up and felt his forehead. He was shaking even harder.

"Fuck!!" she cried. "Ron!" she shouted up the stairs to her husband, tears falling from her eyes onto her sons hair.

"Momma, what's wrong with me?" he asked, crying from the pain.

Ron appeared at the top of the stairs , racing down them as if they were on fire. "What's...oh hell." he said, tears filling his eyes as he saw his son. Not his little boy. He couldn't be a werewolf.

"Get dad or Uncle Remus NOW." she said, tears falling faster than ever. "I don't care which."

Ron nodded and apperates out of the house.

"Where's daddy going?" John asked.

"He's going to get Uncle Remus or grandpa baby." Alex replied.

"Am I like them?" he asked, becoming paler.

"Yes baby."


Remus was just leaving the house when Ron came into view.

"Ron what's wrong?" he cried, rushing to him.

"It's John, he's a...he's..." he couldn't go on, but that was all Remus needed to hear.

"Alright I'll go get him, come on."


"Hey John, you need to go with Uncle Remus baby." Alex said.

"Why? Am I in trouble?" he asked, his red-brown hair fell into his face.

"I'll explain everything in the morning. Just go with Uncle Remus ok?" she replied.

"Ok momma." he said, walking over to him.

"I'll bring him back latter. Explain some tomorrow, not everything. Dad and I will explain the rest to him." Remus said, then left.

"Not my baby, not my baby." Alex sobbed, burying her head in Ron's neck.

"Not my boy." he whispered, tears finally falling. "Not our boy."


They woke about six the next morning, settled on the couch in each others arms.

Remus knocked on their door. Alex went to answer it, whipping fresh tears from her eyes.

"Thanks Uncle Remus." she said, taking her sleeping son.

"No problem. I'll talk to your dad today, to see what time you guys should bring him over. I'll get back to you."

She nodded.

He left.


soooo should i continue this?? tell me what you think.