Dark Creature
"Can any of you tell me the effects that the bite of a Werewolf has upon its victim?"
Remus sank lower in his seat, slowly, as if he were terrified of being picked to answer, he raised his hand.
"Yes, Mr. Lupin?"
"The bite of a Werewolf will transfer the infection from the Wolf to its victim. Lycanthropy can be transferred only whilst the carrier is in its transformed state, and animals are not affected at all. Most muggle's will die if attacked and bitten by a Werewolf due to the lack of magic in their blood. However, it is noted that some do survive."
"Very good, very good. Ten points to Gryffindor. How do we distinguish a Werewolf from a normal wolf?" The professor continued, gazing at the class expectantly. Once again Remus' hand went into air. "Yes, Mr. Lupin?"
"A werewolf is generally bigger…" He began quietly, staring determinedly down at his hands. "It has human intelligence and is much more ferocious. Its ears are bigger, it's tail fluffier and they are generally either grey or black in colouring."
"Excellent! Another ten points to Gryffindor. Now, I want you, as homework, to write a foot long essay on how to treat a Werewolf bite."
"Wow, I didn't know you knew so much about Werewolves, Remus!" Sirius exclaimed as they left their class room.
Remus looked away, feeling nerves gnaw at his guts like ants on something sweet. "Yes…My father…he's an expert on Dark Creatures. At one point he was employed at the Ministry."
"Wow! Nice!" James exclaimed with a grin. "I bet you know loads of stuff about Dark Creatures!"
"I know a bit, I suppose." Remus said with a soft smile.
"Well, if I'm ever attacked by a Hag then I know who to come to." Sirius smiled and Remus felt warmth spread through him, his shoulders straightened a little as he walked beside his new friends and felt the beginnings of what could only have been devoted love.