Hello everybody! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! This chapter your et to learn a little more about Siobhans personal life.. and monthly issues. Enjoy!

(OH AND Siobhans name is pronounced Shi-vawn Oh-no-rah Row-ma-noff)

Chapter Two: Hogwarts School for Magical Creatures

Entering the Great Hall the next morning. Scanning the table, I see the Weasleys, Mr. Potter, and Miss. Granger all sitting together. Aww. How adorable. A little loser family. Rolling my eyes, I leave the hall and pull out a note from my pocket. I read my fathers barely legible handwriting and make my way to the hospital wing. After about an hour of searching, I groan and sit down against the wall. Head leant on my knees, listening to the silence around me. A minute passes and I hear the soft tap of feet. Looking up, i turn my gaze down the hall. Standing up, I fix myself and walk down the hall.

"Hello? Professor..?" I recognize the man as the one who I saw on the train after the Dementor encounter.

"Lupin, Remus Lupin. Pleasure to make your acquaintance again Miss Romanov."

"Professor Lupin. I was wondering if you happened to know where the Hospital Wing is?"

He looks me over quizzically and nods. "I actually happen to be on the way there myself. If you would care to accompany me, I can show you the way."

"Thank you very much." Following the Professor, I study him carefully, noticing the faint scars on his face. After a long silence, I decide to ask about them, hoping not to offend. "Professor, I was wondering.. If its not too bold.. What happened?" He looks over at me, and I run a finger along where a scar would be on my face. He nods.

"That, is a long unpleasant story that I may share another day.." He gazes off, seeming a little unhinged by the memory.

"I'm sorry Professor. It wasn't my-"

"Ah, and here we are." He opens the door and motions me to go in.

"Mr. Lupin! Long time, how are you dear?" Madam Pomfrey chimes. And her gaze lands on me. "You must be Miss Romanov am I correct?"

"Yes ma'am. I was just wanting to meet you personally and discuss the.." I glance over at Professor Lupin and shift uncomfortably, "Arrangements.."

I feel Professor Lupins gaze fall on me, and Madam Pomfrey watches us carefully. "I believe the Professor can explain them to you. Excuse me." Leaving the room, she gives Lupin one last long look.

Sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, I watch the Professor closely.

"I was young when it happened. Just a child." I can hear the shake in his voice, making it obvious this isn't something he shares often. "I was outside, looking for a toy I left. And then it just happened. Quick as that. The werewolf who attacked me, left me these along with other things."

I look up at my teacher, shocked and humbled to be trusted with this. "I was born with it. Perhaps, that makes me lucky. It was all I ever knew."

"You must have been strong."

"I had my father there, every change. He knew exactly what to do." My gaze falls onto my feet. "For you, for your family. It must have been terrible. One unfortunate incident and your whole life is thrown into chaos. You are the strong one, not I."

I feel his eyes on me and a hand on my shoulder. "Miss Romanov, for any child to go through what you and I went through, it takes one strong person. Yes, the people around you help ease things, but in the end you are alone during the moon."

We sit there for a moment, a silence filling the room. My heart, heavy in my chest. Memories of previous changes fill the room. The bloody walls, broken bones, and the fear on my fathers face every week of the full moon. Tears sting my eyes and I quickly turn away, rubbing them away.

"My first year, I was petrified. I thought I would hurt a student, that I would be expelled, or shunned by the other students. But I found a few faithful companions that even stayed with me through the change. You will find splice in these walls Miss Romanov. Don't worry… Now come, lets who you where we will be spending the transformations. You may want to grab a coat."

We walk out of the school, making our way to the old Whomping Willow tree in the grounds. I look up at Professor Lupin, confused. He explains that this was planted not long before he arrived at the school, and that a secret passage underneath it leads from here to a deserted building off grounds.

"But how do you get too the passage? Those branches don't look too welcoming."

"Ah, now heres the trick." He pulls out his wand, "Immobulus!" He casts the charm on the Willow, causing the branches to slow and relax.

Entering the cramped passage, it isn't long before we exit into an open building. Examining the area, I notice old claw marks, obviously from Lupins previous transformations.

"It isn't much, but it keep others and ourselves safe from too much injury. Madam Promfrey will accompany you to the Willow, for the first while at least, and will be here the next morning to help you with any wounds. She gives out your potion, and so help you if you forget. Trust me, I still fear that woman from some of the lectures she's given me." He chuckles, obviously trying to lighten the mood.

I smile softly, letting out a small, awkward chortle. Walking around the building, I inspect it some more and nod. "Its.. nice. Safe. Small. I like it."

"Well, you should be getting back to class and so should I. Defence Against the Dark Arts won't tech itself you know." Smiling slightly, we leave through the passage and head back to the school. Slightly more at ease now that the conversation is over.

Re-entering the castle, I wave goodbye to Professor Lupin and head towards McGonagalls classroom. Transfiguration, excellent. Reaching the classroom, I look around a see few familiar Gryffindor students, including one Katie Bell. I see a pretty asian girl, Cho Chang I believe her name was. A Ravenclaw. And another Ravenclaw by the name of Eddie Carmichael. Sitting near Katie, I introduce myself and pull out my Intermediate Transfiguration textbook. Flipping through the books, I notice a small section on werewolves and read it thoroughly. As Professor McGonagall enters, we quickly begin the days lesson. At lunch, I sit by the Twins and scarf down a plate of food before Ronald, Harry, and Hermione even arrive.

"Well well Romanov, hungry?" Fred chimes.

"Didn't see you at breakfast, where'd you get off to?" George adds.

I shudder, "Thats almost as scary when you to speak in unison."

"Like this?"

I roll my eyes, "Yes, like that. and for your information, I was walking around. Getting myself familiar with the school so I wouldn't be late for any classes."

Ronald, Harry, and Hermione sit down, "Speaking of classes... Where the hell did you come from?"

Hermione looks over at wrong and shakes her head. "Honestly Ronald, I was there the whole time. How you did not notice me I've the faintest idea." I look quizzically at the two. "Ronald thinks that I appeared out of nowhere in Divinations today."

I nod, not really wanting to get in the middle of the lovers quarrel. Slowing my feasting down a bit, I finished off the last bit on my plate and get up. Still have twenty minutes of Lunch left. Good. Making my way towards the Gryffindor tower, I make small talk with a few of the portraits.

"Hey, Romanov!" Turning around I spot Malfoy and his cronies. Groaning silently to myself, I wave.

"Draco, afternoon."

"Its a shame you were sorted into Gryffindor, I find you would have made a spectacular Slytherin."

"I must agree, unfortunately that blasted hat did not."

"Well, lets hope it doesn't ruin you. Try not to let the Weasle-beaks corrupt you." I force a laugh and continue towards the Gryffindor Common Room. Running up the stairs into the Girls Dormitories, I swap out my textbook for Defence Against the Dark Arts.

Stumbling into DADA a few minutes late, I quickly grab a seat in the back beside a Hufflepuff by the name Cormac McLaggen. Apologizing for my tardiness, we get on with the lesson. Flipping open to the assigned page, it reads about the three Unforgivable Curses. the Imperius Curse Imperio, the Cruciatus Curse Crucio, and finally the Killing Curse Avada Kedavra.

"Now, who can tell me about these three curses?"

A few students cautiously raise their hands. Lupin picks Katie Bell, the same girl who I sat by in Transfigurations. "The use of any of these three curses will result in a life sentence in Azkaban, if I;m correct. Unless proof can be shown that they were using them whilst under the Imperius Curse, one of the three Unforgivable Curses."

"Correct! Now can anyone tell us what the Imperius Curse? Or any other of the Curses does?"

I raise my hand slowly, having hear a great deal from my father. "The Imperius Curse forces the victim to perform unquestioned bidding on behalf of the caster. It is said to feel like a wondrous relief of any sense of responsibility."

"Good, good. Correct. What about the Cruciatus Curse?"

McLaggen pipes up, "It inflicts pain."

Bell chides, "It inflicts a pain based on the desires and emotions of the caster. If they wish to cause harm sheerly for the sake of pain, then it inflicts an excruciating pain on the victim. Its been used as a form of torture and has brought people to the point of insanety. Or so I hear."

"Perfect Miss Bell, Mr McLaggen. Correct." Professor Lupin looks around the room and studies each face for a second. "Now, I assume we all know what the last one is capable of. So lets discuss the history and uses of these curses. So -"

The day drones on full of boringly unboring information about these curses. We get assigned a small paper and are sent on our way. Arriving in the Great Hall for dinner, I sit by Katie Bell for a while and make small talk about classes and what we thought of the new Professor.

It was nice to get out of the castle. The last few days weather had cleared up and blue skies are showing. Gathering outside Hagrids hut, he announces the plan for todays class and leads us all into the Forest. Warning us to keep together and be careful.

"Today, we will be studying Unicorns. Their habits, and their surroundings. Now, wha' can yeh tell me about Unicorns?"

I raise my hand, "They are the purest creatures in the world. The adults only fair to interact with females, but the young often will trust males."

"Yes! Perfect. Anyone else?"

A Slytherin pipes in, "Their horn and hair is often used in potions making, and the tail hair is used often as wand cores."

"Right." Hagrid stops, looking carefully ahead. "Right now, everyone keep silent. There is a small group of unicorns up ahead. Watch carefully."

Watching ahead, I see nothing for a while, until a slight glimmer catches my attention and two of the most beautiful things I've ever layer my eyes on emerges from the bushes. I let out a slight gasp and take small step in order to get a better view. Around me I hear slight gasps, and oo's, from other classmates. Everyone standing perfectly still, Hagrid smiles proudly at the awe-struck class.

"Right. Who want ter go first?" The girls shoot their hands up, itching to get closer to these beautiful creatures. A few off the boys casually raise their hands and I just stand watching. Uncertain if I should approach them. "Girls, come with me. Boys, wait until I've introduced the girls ter the adults an' then yeh can make yer way, slowly, over ter the foals. Watch carefully now."

Hagrid moves slowly, gracefully for a half-giant, up to the adult Unicorns and bows slightly. The Unicorn, bowing its head, welcomes him and Hagrid gestures over for the girls to come by one at a time. I stay behind, watching and admiring from a far as the boys move towards the foals. I stand there for a while, leaning against a small tree, watching my class interact with these creatures. As we leave, the class chipper, Hagrid discusses a few of the lore's around Unicorns. Getting us to open out books, after a few minutes of students figuring it out, we open it too the section on Unicorns and begin taking small notes.

At dinner, I sit by my self, yet over hear the conversation around me.

"They wouldn't sack him, who'd they?" Hermione says, pushing her food around her plate.

"They'd better not." said Ron, not touching his food either.

"Who?" I slide over, curious as to what they were talking about.

"Hagrid. Draco was being…" Hermione starts. "Well Draco, and got attacked by Buckbeak."

I look quizzically at her, "Buckbeak?"

"The Hippogriff Hagrid showed us today. Beautiful creature. And Malfoy went ahead and insulted the creature causing it to attack him, after many a warning from Hagrid about the dangers." Harry continues, glaring in the direction of Slytherin table.

"Well, you can't say it wasn't an interesting first couple days back." Ron sighs, we all looking over at Slytherin table.

Heading up to the Gryffindor common room, she's quickly followed by the trio. Sitting by the fireplace, I finish up my DADA paper and begin working on the homework for McGonagall.

"A light is still on in Hagrids window." Harry said suddenly, staring hard out the window.

"Its still early, we could go down and see him?" Ron added, checking his watch.

"I.. I don't know" Hermione glances at Harry, concern in her eyes.

"I can walk across the grounds Hermione, I doubt Sirius Black has gotten past the Dementors. Anyway, if he has, we would know."

They gather their stuff and just as they go to head out, I pipe up. "Do you mind if I come with? I know we aren't really.. close. But I like Hagrid, he's a great teacher. I'd like to make sure he's good." I sit there awkwardly as Ron gives Hemione and Harry the look that screams NO NO NO. Hermione ignores him and smiles at me, telling me to come. I quickly gather the last of my things and follow the Trio out down the stairs.

The grass was still damp, and the sky was getting dark. When they reached Hagrids hut, Harry knocked on the door and a voice from behind inside growled, "C'min."

Hagrid was sitting at his scrubbed wooden table; his hounds head in his lap. A pewter tankard was on the table just in front of him, and the faint stench of ale and his apparent inability to focus on them made it quite obvious he was indisposed.

"S'pose it's a record." He said, looking over each of them. "I don' reckon they've ever had a teacher that on'y lasted a day."

"Oh Hagrid, you haven't been sacked have you?" Hermione gasped.

"Sacked? No, not yet. But 'sonly a matter o' time." He groans miserably, taking a swig from his pewter tankard. "I'n't? After Malfoy…"

I step forward, "How is he? I doubt it was that serious."

"Madam Pomfrey fixed him best she could, but he still in agony. Moaning, and groaning."

"Nonsense. Madam Pomfrey can mend anything."

"He's faking it." I can here the annoyance in Harrys voice, "She regrew half of my bones last year, a scratch would be nothing."

"School Gov'nors bin told. They reckon I started too big, that I shoulda left Hippogriffs few later. Started with something smaller… S'all my fault…" Hagrid said, miserably.

"No. This is Malfoys fault." said Hermione earnestly.

"You have witnesses. We are witnesses." Harry says, encouragingly. "You said Hippogriffs attack if insulted, its Malfoys problem he wasn't listening."

"Yeah, don't worry Hagrid. We'll tell Dumbledore what really happened." said Ron.

Tears trickled out of the crinkled corners of his eyes and he pulled Harry and Ron into a bone-crunching hug. Hermione takes this opportunity to take the tankard away and went outside to empty it.

"I think you've had enough to drink." I say, watching as Hermione dumps the remaining ale.

"Ar, maybe she's right." Hagrid said, releasing Harry and Ron who immediately gasp in a lung full of air and rub their ribcages. Standing up, he staggered outside and we hear a large splash.

"What did he- "

"Stuck his head in a barrel of water." Hermione says, coming back inside with the empty tankard and placing it back in its proper place.

Hagrid soon came back, his long hair and bushy beard sopping wet, wiping the water from his eyes he looks over the four of us and stops his gaze at Harry. His eyes widen, as if he just now realized the spectacled boy was here.

"WHAT D'YEH THINK YOU'RE DOING? YEH'R NOT S'POSED TO GO WANDERING AFTER DARK! AN YOU TWO, LETTING HIM?" Hagrid roars, so suddenly it caused us all to jump back. Grabbing Harry's arm firmly he began to drag him out of the hut. " C'mon! I'm takin' yer back up ter school. An' don' let me catch yeh walking' down here after dark to see me! It's not worth it."

Following behind the Half-giant, Harry, Ronald, and Hermione, I watch the moon closely. Don't worry. I'll make certain they won't.