Kurt was surreptitiously 'porting through the castle when his holowatch started going on the fritz. "Uh-oh." Kurt gulped as his human façade dropped away, leaving him in all his blue furred glory. "Great," he muttered. "What next?" he turned around to see that he had ended up teleporting into what looked like a library; an occupied library. "Uh-oh." He groaned as he spied a pair of students gaping at him.

For a moment they just stared at him, thinking that he was the result of some Weasley twin confectionary prank, like when they turned Neville Longbottom into a giant canary. After a moment though they abandoned this theory on the grounds that (a) the Weasley twins weren't that good, (b) the Weasleys had been too busy to make something this complex, and (c)…it was just too bloody bizarre for even Fred and George to think of. Having discounted the Weasley option the students then concluded that this wasn't a prank and was indeed a real, blue furred…thing. From which the following action naturally flowed.

"AAAHHHH!" They screamed, running out of the library and annoying the scary looking librarian—as if there was another kind—Madam Pince who looked crossly at Kurt, blinked, and then started screaming herself. Kurt, feeling surprised—and a bit put out, truth be told—responded thusly.

"AAAHHHH!" He screamed as he teleported away.

Outside, Rahne stood frozen as the two wands were pointed at her. After seeing one wand in action, she didn't want to see what two could do. Unfortunately she was still in wolf form and couldn't communicate to the boys or the girl who was still clinging to the side of the castle, as far away from Rahne as she could get. Rahne didn't want to risk startling them by turning back to normal, so they were stuck in a Mexican, err, British standoff.

"If only there was something to distract them long enough for me to turn back to normal without shocking them into doing something I'd regret." Rahne thought. "But what could be that convenient?" Rahne sniffed the air. "Is that brimstone?"

"YAAAH!" Kurt yelled as he reappeared and promptly found himself staring down the business end of two wands.

"It apparated!" Harry yelped.

"Impossible!" Hermione protested. "You can't apparate or disapparate on Hogwarts grounds! It's in Hogwarts: A History!"

"Then lend it a copy, because I don't think it's read it!" Harry shot back. "What is it?"

"Demon!" Ron shouted. "Wasn't a werewolf enough for one day?"

"Apparently not." Harry responded dryly. "You know I should really be used to things like this…"

"You and me both." Kurt sighed.

"It talks!" Ron yelped. "Please don't tell me the werewolf talks too!"

"The what?" Kurt blinked.

"Werewolf!" Ron shouted.

"There." Kurt pointed at Rahne. "There wolf. There castle." He added, pointing to the castle beside them.

"Why are you talking like that?" Harry asked. Kurt blinked.

"I thought you wanted me to." He said.

"No, I don't want you to." Harry replied. Kurt shrugged.

"Suit yourself. I'm easy." Hermione and Rahne rolled their eyes—which isn't easy for a wolf to do—in a way that said 'Boys!'

"Who—what are you?" Harry asked him.

"Kurt!" Rahne shouted, inadvertently answering Harry, as she turned back to normal, startling Hermione something fierce. "Am I glad to see you!"

"Hold on, how does a werewolf and a demon know each other?" Ron asked.

"I'm not a werewolf you silly twit!" Rahne answered.

"And I'm not a demon, either! I'm German!" Kurt answered. There was a very awkward pause. Harry coughed. "Um…could we forget I said that?" Kurt asked.

"We're trying." Rahne told him.

"Moving along…" Hermione sighed. "You can't be a werewolf, can you? I mean it isn't a full moon tonight…it's not even night!"

"I just said that." Rahne sighed.

"Then I guess you're not a demon?" Harry asked, lowering his wand. Kurt shook his head.

"Nein. Well, mostly nein. You see my father was a demon lord who had been turned into a human when he met my mother so I'm about a quarter demon…or at least I was after the experiments…" He looked up as he saw the blank faces on Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

"Well that certainly clears things up." Ron said sarcastically.

"Can we not get into this now?" Rahne sighed. "Let's just find the others."

"You mean there's more of you?" Ron yelped. "More not-werewolves and not-demons?"

"No. I mean, yes. I mean…I'm sorry but that was one of the most confusingly phrased questions I've ever heard." Rahne answered.

"So, who else is there?" Harry asked. As if his words had been a cue—and you know they were—Susan Bones ran up to them, seemingly out of breath.

"Ghost girl!" She gasped in between breaths.

"Oh that's just Moaning Myrtle." Ron said dismissively. Susan shook her head. "It isn't Moaning Myrtle?" He asked.

"No! It's an out of control girl running through people and the walls shrieking in a really high annoying voice!"

"…So it is Moaning Myrtle?" Ron blinked. It was at this point that Susan decided to speak directly to Harry in lieu of simply slapping the stupid out of Ron.

"Wait, does this girl say the word 'like' at an annoyingly frequent basis?" Rahne asked. Susan nodded. "I think we found Kitty." Rahne concluded dryly.

"Mrs. Norris?" Ron blinked. It was then that Hermione slapped him upside the head. "OWW! What was that for?"

"If you have to ask—" Hermione said as she smacked him again. Kurt and Rahne looked at each other.

"How do we always find them? Are we a weirdo magnet or something?" Kurt asked.

At that moment, Harry was asking Susan the same question.

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A/N: I trust you can guess where the 'there wolf' sketch came from. I forgot to add last time, Harry Potter is © to J.K. Rowling. P.S. no offense to any Germans meant.