A/N

Okay, so I wasn't really sure about this chapter, but I knew that it had been a while since my last update, so if it sucks, I'm sorry, but this is all you're going to get. And I wanted the Marauders to know about Asana, and I figured, now's as good a time as ever, but I know I didn't do a very good job with it. Right now, I'm not sure what I'm going to do for the next chapter, so it might be a while... On with the show...

Chapter Ten

Secrets and Quidditch

I had been back at school for a little over a month now, and Quidditch tryouts were tomorrow. Fortunately, my spot on the team was secured, since I had played last year, but I had been practicing with Sirius, so he would get a spot on the team. He had been really upset last year when he wasn't even made a second, and he had stopped talking to anybody that had made the team for a month. And I didn't want that to happen this year.

"No! You have to aim the ball at something you couldn't hit by accident." I said, flying about a hundred feet above the pitch. Sirius was holding his Beater's bat in his right hand, and a bag of golf ball hung off the end of his broom.

"You can be a real pain, you know that?" Sirius asked, grumbling under his breath.

"Yeah, so? What's your point?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. Sirius picked up a golf ball, lined up the shot, and swung the bat as hard as he could. The ball sailed toward the stands, where I realized too late that it would hit somebody.

"What the bloody hell?" James shouted, angrily.

"Sorry mate! I was just following orders!" Sirius shouted back.

"ASANA!" James shouted, sounding angrier.

"It was a misunderstanding!" I shouted innocently.

"Whatever!"

"So, what do you think? Has he gotten better?" I asked.

"Definitely. Damn Asana, what do you do that I don't? Beat him with his own bat if he misses?" James asked sarcastically.

"That's for me to know, and you not to find out." I said cheekily. I saw Sirius roll his eyes, pick up another ball, and throw it at his unsuspecting friend.

"Damn it! Either your aim is as bad as a troll's table manners, or I have really pissed you off." James said, rubbing his head where he had been hit, twice.

-xXx-

A few hours later, I was sitting on a couch in the common room, when something plopped down next to me. Startled, I looked up and saw him.

"Hello my dear Asana," Sirius said.

"Hello, Sirius." I said, going back to my book. He and I got on okay, compared to Lily and James, as in we could actually hold a conversation with each other, for more than a minute, and not get into a huge argument. He could actually be sweet and caring when he wanted to be, James too. I actually got along well with all of the Marauders. The rest of the school might have thought that they were just trouble makers, but they were actually full of surprises.

-xXx-

The next day, I found Remus sitting in an armchair in the common room. When I walked up to him, his eyes were just blank, staring at a wall, he was pale, and he was shaking violently.

"Remus? What's wrong?" I asked, sitting on the arm of the chair.

"They know," he whispered.

"They know about what?" I asked urgently.

"They figured it out, me." he said, still staring blankly.

"Sweet holy Merlin, I'll kill them if they've said one unkind thing about you." I said angrily, my fists clenching so tightly that my arms were shaking.

"They haven't said anything, yet. I think they're just waiting until the right moment to expose me." Remus said, finally looking at me.

"But that doesn't sound like them. You guys play jokes on everyone, but they aren't that cruel, right? They wouldn't turn on their own kind, right?" I asked.

"Honestly, I don't know anymore. You didn't see their faces when they confronted me about it. They all looked so angry, I've never seen them like that." He said, putting his head in his hands.

"It'll be okay, I'll do everything I can to make sure that it doesn't leak out to the whole school." I said, rubbing his back. I heard foot steps and my head snapped up, revealing a surprised looking Parker.

"What's wrong?" Parker asked worriedly.

"The Marauders know, and they didn't seem too welcoming to the idea." I said bitterly.

"I'll kill them if they-" she started, but Remus cut her off.

"That's what Asana said. What did I ever do to get friends like you?" Remus asked, giving us a weak smile.

"You were yourself. That's all anybody wants." Parker said, returning a weak smile. That was when I heard more footsteps. All three of our heads snapped up, and Parker and I glared at them.

"Hello Remus, Parker, Asana." James said coldly.

"Back off Potter," Parker said sharply.

"Stay out of it Brown. You too Russet. You don't know what's going on here." Sirius said, surprising me with his sudden coldness.

"We know exactly what's going on, and we won't let you continue." Parker said, standing up, walking over to them, and poking a finger is Sirius' chest. I stood up and stood in front of Remus, putting myself between them and him.

"He's not what you think he is," Peter continued.

"We know exactly what he is, and we don't care!" I said, getting very angry.

"You do?" James asked, sounding shocked.

"Of course, we aren't idiots! We spend more time with him than you do! We figured it out ages ago!" Parker said, poking Peter's chest a couple of times for emphasis.

"You know he's a werewolf, and you don't care." James asked, still sounding shocked.

"Of course we don't care. We're his friends, aren't we?" Parker asked. That was when I realized that my grip on my urges was slipping. I felt my fangs elongating, I felt inky black vanes surfacing on my skin, around my eyes, and I knew that my eyes must have turned black.

"Yikes!" Peter shouted, stumbling away from me.

"This is why I don't care, because I'm far worse." I said, my voice sounding like multiple people were talking at once, high and low tones coming out at the same time. With my vampire side out, my emotions were slipping away, I was loosing them. If I wasn't careful, I would kill them, the Marauders, Parker, Remus, and anybody else that I came across while I was like this.

"You're a vampire?" Sirius asked, his voice squeaking.

"Really? Gee, I didn't know that." I said, my vampire voice dripping with sarcasm.

"She's a Russet vampire, and with her in this state, I wouldn't encourage making her any angrier than she already is. At this point, she no longer has any feelings, and all of her will be egging her to feed on anybody that she can find." Remus said quietly. That got them all to shut up quickly, while I fought to gain control over myself.

"So that's what you meant when you said that you were always at war with yourself. Holy Merlin." Parker whispered, shaking her head slightly.

"Wait, you knew?" James asked quietly.

"For over two years I've known about both of them," she said. By now I had regained control, and I felt my fangs and skin going back to what mortals considered to be 'normal'.

"So what are you going to do now? Tell the whole school what we are?" I asked, my fists clenched again.

"Why would we do that? You've never given any indication that you would harm anyone. That's what we were going to tell Remus. We were coming to tell you, that after discussing it for a while, we decided that we honestly didn't care that you were a werewolf." James said, turning to Remus and then to me.

"Really, you don't care what I am?" Remus asked in shock.

"No, we really don't care." James said, trying for a smile. Slowly, they all sat down on chairs facing Remus, while Parker and I perched on the arms of Remus' chair. We sat that way for a while, them not knowing what to say, Remus, Parker, and I waiting to see what they said.

"Can we please just change subjects?" James asked after a half hour of silence.

"Sure, what to?" Parker asked.

"Do you think you're ready for tryouts tomorrow?" James asked, turning to Sirius.

"Actually, they're today. But yeah, I think I'm ready this year. Last year I didn't feel this confident, but I do this year. Last year I had this nagging feeling that they wouldn't let another second year on, but I think it'll be better this year. Honestly, I think it was Asana's coaching. She never let me just goof off, she always kept me focused, and I don't think I would have been able to hit James on the head, twice, last year." Sirius said, flashing me a grin at the end. Maybe he really is as cool with this as he says he is... I thought.

"Which reminds me, thank you for teaching him that." James said sourly.

"You're welcome." I said, smiling as I said it.

-xXx-

The next day, well a couple of hours later, really, I was sitting on the stands on Saturday morning, with fog hovering just above the ground on the pitch. Parker, Remus, and the rest of the Marauders sat with me, our eyes glued to Sirius, as he flew around, above the pitch.

"All Beaters, fly over to the hoops, and wait for me to get to you." said a fifteen year old version of the Drake that I had known for the last four years of my life. Sirius flew over with about five other Quidditch players trying out, including a fifth year boy that I knew to be named David Jenkins. It astounded me that he had managed not to kill himself yet, given how much of a klutz he was on ground. As it was, I saw him wobbling a fair bit. He held his bat in a death grip, and his knuckles were white with the strength he was using to hold onto his broom.

After twenty minutes, the Bludgers came out. The object of that practice, was to count how many times you hit the Bludger, and how many times you missed, and how many times you got hit with the Bludger. One Bludger went to David, and one went to Sirius. Sirius hit his, and David missed his. Well, that set the tone for the rest of the Quidditch tryouts. It seemed like every time Sirius got one, David missed one, and Sirius got all but two in that practice.

Eventually, the Beater tryouts were over, and they went to the showers. The Marauders, Parker, and I waited outside the door for him.

"So how did it go?" James asked anxiously.

"Better than last year, that's for sure." Sirius said, a grin playing at his lips.

"When will the list be posted?" I asked.

"Three days from now," he said. The six of us walked up to the castle and went to dinner.

-xXx-

Three days later, I saw the list on the wall in the common room. I looked quickly and ran up the boy's staircase and ran into their room, running as fast as I could, meaning that if anybody saw me, all they would see is a streak of color. Thankfully, the boys were the only ones in that room, so I didn't think about it when I opened the door without knocking, because with my enhanced hearing I knew that they were all asleep, except Remus, who was taking a shower. I slowed down and ran at a human speed until I came to Sirius' bed. I took a flying leap, and landed on him.

"Oof!" he grunted, when I landed on his stomach.

"SIRIUS!" I shouted.

"Huh? What?" Sirius asked sleepily.

"YOU MADE IT! YOU MADE THE TEAM!" I shouted, waking up everybody else in the room, I even heard the shower turn off, and seconds later, Remus stuck his head out of the bathroom, to see what was going on.

"I did?" he asked, quickly waking up. A huge grin had spread across my face by this time. Sirius mirrored my actions, jumped out of bead, and started doing what looked like a cross between a happy dance, and a potty dance.

"He did?" James asked, a huge grin on his face.

"No, I just wanted to make him all depressed again." I said, my voice soaked in sarcasm. James and Peter both jumped out of bead, and they did what looked like the girliest happy dance jumpy thing I had ever seen. Remus was out in a flash, with a huge grin on his face, and joined in. I didn't want to feel left out, so I joined in as well. I heard the door open, and next thing I knew, a mound of black/brown hair flew into my face, and Parker had joined us. After a few minutes of this, we separated.

"So, I take it you made the team?" Parker asked, grinning. Sirius still had the huge grin on his face, so she took it as a yes. She tackled him in a hug and started doing another happy dance.

"If only the school could see this," I said, sighing and grinned at that image.

"I know, right?" Remus said, catching my grin. That was when I noticed his eyes, they were gold, not their normal light blue. The full moon was tomorrow night, so he would be going to the hospital wing as soon as he woke up. He usually needed to be just about dragged there, since he didn't want to miss any school. Well... that would be interesting...