MOONLIGHT SONATA
Disclaimer: Disclaimed! I do not own Harry Potter.
Warnings: Slash, yaoi, boy boy romance - whatever you want to call it
"What's with all the werewolf lessons?" Someone was saying, "because Professor Lupin is back?"
"I imagine they want us to better understand who's teaching us." Someone else said. It sounded like Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. Draco was in no mood to deal with either and if they were close, Potter wasn't far off. The Slytherin simply held his head higher and stared straight ahead as he rounded the corner and headed for class. Sure enough, all three Gryffindors were standing there by the door. He ignored them but felt a twinge of fear when Remus Lupin opened the door.
All three Gryffindors went past him and inside but Draco stood there, waiting for the werewolf to go away before he would enter the class. The older man just looked back at him,
"Is something wrong, Mr. Malfoy?" he asked.
"Are you taunting me?" Draco snarled, a little taken aback.
"No." Remus replied, shaking his head, "you look as though you've seen a ghost."
"You are in my way." Draco growled. Harry came back to see what was going on, the nosy prat. Draco felt a surge of something he couldn't explain as the Gryffindor stood next to the Professor in the door, arms crossed,
"Something wrong, Malfoy? Need to go to the Infirmary?" Draco huffed and shoved past, knocking Harry away from Lupin with his bag as he did so,
"Nothing's wrong with me, scarhead." He growled, going to the seat he'd claimed the day before. He was determined to let Remus Lupin know he wasn't afraid of him. He sat down calmly and leaned forward on the desk, challenging either Gryffindor to challenge him. Harry looked as though he might but Remus' hand on his shoulder stopped him. Draco wanted to yell at the werewolf to mind his own business, let Harry say what he needed to, he wasn't scared of Potter either. However, in the interest of House points, Draco kept his mouth shut. He kept eye contact though, as Harry went- glaring- back to his seat with his friends.
Other students were filing in then, Blaise taking a seat on one side of him and Greg and Vince on the other. Draco leaned back in his seat and forced himself to relax under Blaise's watchful eye.
"You hauled out of the commons this morning." Blaise observed, "go to your own room then?" Draco, as Head Boy, had his own room. There was no room in the Slytherin main dorms for it so it was a bit down the hall, closer to the main castle. Draco loved having a place to go to be alone and have privacy but rarely slept there. Something about sleeping in the Head Boy room was terribly lonely for him. He nodded in reply,
"I did. I think I'll be spending a little more time there." What he didn't mention was that he'd had a ridiculous amount of wet dreams involving other students lately and hiding the problem when he woke was getting increasingly difficult. Between that and the dreams, the werewolf in the school just finished it off and Draco was on edge all of the time. Something had to give or he'd snap and harm someone, possibly someone he didn't want to harm. So, to relieve tension, Draco had decided to go back to his own room. There he could have all the disturbing wet dreams his mind chose to have while he waited for his dreamless sleep to brew. Blaise appeared ready to say something else but class had started so he nodded, they'd talk about it later.
"So what did you find out?" Professor Lupin asked. Several hands went up and he called on them one at a time, "Hermione, one thing, please."
"Pureblooded werewolves are a lot like an animagus as they also have something that carries through from human to transformation. An example would be that… if Harry were a pureblooded werewolf he may be black with a white lightning bolt shape on his head. Or if Ron were one, he may be a red color like his hair."
"Very good, Hermione! A good example of an animagus carrying the trait from the human they were would be Professor McGonagall. I don't know if you've ever noticed in her class but her cat form appears to have glasses. I'll deny I said it if you tell her but both are rather… moody as well." The class chuckled. "Most infected werewolves are any range between gray and brown with very few rust colored ones. If you're curious, I am brown and gray. You will never see a black or white infected werewolf or one with any type of identifying and clear marks, like Minerva's glasses. Neville."
"Pureblooded werewolves can transform more easily. They have to change on the full moon like infected werewolves but are more prone to change in a bout of heavy emotion."
"Very good, Neville! This is because the wolf, so to speak, has had a lot longer to take hold in the mind. I assure you that neither Harry nor Ron are werewolves of either type but I will also use them as an example. Let's pretend Harry is the pureblooded werewolf and… Seamus attacks Ron. Now, we all know that Harry and Ron are very close. Harry would be more likely to morph then to defend his friend and very likely to attack Seamus in his defense. However, there is another rule. If Ron were the pureblooded werewolf and Ginny- his little sister- not; and you were to attack Ginny it would not likely be an attack from Ron but a death sentence. This is because Ginny is his sister, and therefore, pack. It is very difficult to become apart of any werewolf's pack but once you are, they will protect you with a scary ferocity. Yes, Dean?"
"Do you have a pack?"
"I do as far as my own wolf is concerned, yes. I can not help- nor can a pureblooded werewolf- who my 'wolf' chooses. Of course it is always someone I care deeply for but I can not stop the 'wolf' from caring as well. Nor, for their protection and yours, will I ever tell who they are. However, I will tell you that I once had a large pack. Now it contains only two, a dear friend and a cub- so to speak. Mr. Nott."
"Werewolves, of either type, do not have mates unlike other creatures."
"True." Remus frowned, "but also not true. The werewolf- of either type- does not have a predetermined mate that he must be with; that is true. However, he or she will often have a mate that they and the wolf choose together. Without that mate, let's say they die, the wolf will often grieve itself to death or extreme illness. Others will move on and find another, it depends on the psyche of the wolf, but is much like a pack mentality. The mate of a werewolf is the most dangerous pack member because the werewolf has next to no control over protecting them. No, Mr. Thomas, I do not have a mate. Seamus."
"The pureblooded wolf is obsessed with sex." Seamus crowed proudly. Remus sighed, arching an eyebrow,
"Seamus, when you all raised your hands somehow I just knew you would be the one to bring that up." The class burst out laughing and Seamus preened. Remus shook his head, "yes, the pureblooded werewolf is very deeply sexual. Experts believe this to be the vampire gene's input. The pureblooded werewolf doesn't care about gender, race, or creed where sex is concerned-" he looked shocked and a bit wary as Draco rose his hand. The rest of the class stared as well; Draco never participated in class. "Yes, Draco?"
"So, then, every pureblooded werewolf is bisexual?" Draco asked.
"I… I've never thought about it that way." Remus frowned, thinking. Then he grinned and nodded, "but yes, essentially, every pureblooded werewolf is bisexual. Sex is sex to him or her. Ten points to Slytherin for the insight." He turned back to the class, "yes, Hermione?" She blushed deeply and seemed to consider withdrawing her question before speaking,
"What about the mate? Are werewolves not monogamous?"
"No, it doesn't work like that." Remus replied, "the infected werewolf- like myself- chooses whether to be loyal to one person or not. So does the pureblooded werewolf though he is less likely to do so when considering only the baser instincts. However, once a werewolf has chosen a mate to join their pack they do tend to be completely loyal."
"So one person gets all the sex?" Seamus called out, earning laughter from some as well as a lot of red faces and scowls.
"In that case, yes. That person is a brave soul." Remus said laughingly, "and do you know why? Harry?"
"Sex can be highly emotional and risks a transformation for either type."
"Five points to Gryffindor. Yes, any strong emotion can trigger a transformation in either type of werewolf especially in orgasm. Thank you for your condolensces, Mr. Finnigan, put your hand down."
"How'd you know what I was going to say?" Seamus asked, waggling his eyebrows, "do you have predictive abilities?"
"No, Seamus, you're just blatantly obvious." Remus replied. "Now, I have a question that you most likely could not locate in your search. Ron, Harry, Hermione and Blaise are exempt from this as I know you all know the answer. However, I will give fifty points to the first person who can tell me the safest way for a human to be near a werewolf."
"Oh come on!" Harry wailed.
"No, Harry, that wouldn't be fair. Neville?"
"In a cage or box made of silver?"
"No, Neville, the answer is more common. While that appears to be a good answer, keep in mind that the pureblooded werewolf can think. I should hope he or she cannot open your box or cage. Miss Greengrass?"
"Well armed?"
"A good option for safety, yes. However, werewolves of either type have a bit of an immunity to spells. Add on the increased strength, speed and other obvious dangers; it is still not the safest way. No, Hermione, you may not answer. Dean?"
"As another werewolf?"
"No, Dean. While that would work, it would only be if they were 'pack' and especially not opposed to one another or two Alphas. In this scenario, the human in question is not infected or pureblooded. No, Ron, I mean it." He frowned as Draco rose his hand, "Mr. Malfoy."
"In animagus form."
"Precisely! Fifty points to Slytherin." The Gryffindors groaned and he rolled his eyes, "you'll get over it. How did you come to this conclusion, Mr. Malfoy?"
"All of Blaise's family are registered animagi. It makes sense because, to a werewolf, it's just another animal." Draco replied, "I just put it together."
"Very good! Mr. Zabini, you are a registered animagi?"
"I am." Blaise nodded, looking up from where he sketched on a piece of parchment, bored.
"Would you mind showing us?"
"I will." Blaise frowned, "but I won't do it again. I tend to frighten people and should one of you hex me, so help me, I will attack you." he looked threateningly around the class. The Slytherins seemed torn between being smug for their friend because they'd all seen it or miffed because Draco figured it out before they did. Draco grabbed his bag and got up, moving to let Blaise out and then drew his wand to stand nearby like a guard. Blaise morphed at that moment. Closest to him, Lavender Brown attempted to climb Seamus, terrified. Blaise yawned and looked around. After taking in the room he lept up onto Ron, Harry and Hermione's shared desks.
"A panther." Remus breathed, "a powerful hunter, without a doubt."
"I think he's pretty." Hermione grinned. Blaise hissed at her in displeasure before trotting along the desk to leap over to where Daphne, Pansy and Millicent sat. Daphne stood and petted him calmly,
"He's a bit like the Slytherin House pet." She giggled.
"Tell me, Mr. Zabini, can you then smell or sense that I am a werewolf?" Remus asked. Blaise lept from the table and landed mid stroll to his desk elegantly as Blaise and nodded,
"I can but I know what I'm looking for." He replied, sitting back down. Draco pocketed his wand and sat back down as well. Remus seemed to be considering something, then, he checked the time.
"Next week we will cover how to defend yourself from a werewolf of either type. Over the weekend I want you to write three feet of parchment based on fact, as to your opinion on which type of werewolf- pureblooded or infected- is more dangerous. Class dismissed." He looked over to the Slytherins, "Mr. Malfoy, please see me after the class leaves."
REMEMBER REVIEWS BRING UPDATES!