Jack opened the floorboard to the building that he led Merida into. "Welcome", he got up and stood on the floor, "to the Shrieking Shack." He helped Merida onto the floor.

"How did you know this is where the tunnel was going to lead us?" Merida asked.

Jack grabbed her hand. "I'll tell you later." He then led her upstairs.

As they were going up the stairs, they heard Flynn loudly groaning in pain.

They hurried up the stairs.

Jack then saw Flynn sitting on a bed, holding Mr. Scabbers, in the first room. "Eugene!" He ran up to Flynn; and Merida followed.

"Flynn." Merida smiled when they got up to him. "Are you okay?"

"The horse." Jack said. "Where is it?"

"It's a trap, Jack." Flynn said and then pointed to a corner behind them. "He's the horse. He's an Animagus."

Jack and Merida heard the door close; they slowly turned around, and saw the one and only Pitch Black, grinning.

Merida took a step forward. "You're not strong enough to kill all of us."

"No." Pitch shook his head. "Only one will die tonight."

"And it'll be you!" Jack rushed Pitch, wrapped his hands around Pitch's neck, threw him to the ground, put his left hand on Pitch's throat, and put his wand at Pitch's head.

Pitch started chuckling. "Are you really going to kill me, Jack?"

Mor'du came into the room!

Jack turned to the large man.

"Expelliarmus!" Mor'du casted Jack's wand out of his hand and motioned Jack to move.

Jack rushed back to Merida's side.

"Well, well, Pitch." Mor'du stalked to Pitch, facing his wand to the downed man. "Looking rather ragged, aren't you? Finally, the flesh represents the madness within."

Pitch smiled. "Well, you would know all about that, wouldn't you?"

Mor'du lowered his wand and helped Pitch up to his feet.

Pitch hugged Mor'du and Mor'du hugged back.

"I found him." Pitch said excitedly, like a child.

Mor'du nodded. "I know."

They started to separate.

Pitch smiled widely. "He's here."

"Yes." Mor'du nodded again.

"Let's kill him." Pitch's smile grew.

"No!" Merida yelled. "I loved you!" She yelled at Mor'du.

Pitch pursed his lips…looked at Merida…and then looked at Mor'du… "Is she talking to me or you?"

Mor'du gently pushed Pitch. "She's talking to me, you idiot." He turned to Merida. "Now, Merida…I don't know where this is coming from, but you're being ridiculous."

"And you're friends with a murderer!" Merida shot back. "Mor'du's a Were!" She turned to Jack and Flynn. "That's why he's been missing classes."

Mor'du turned to Merida, with a small grin. "How long have you known?" He took a step towards her.

"Since, Professor Munds made the essay on Weres." Merida quickly answered.

"Well, well, Merida." Mor'du's grin grew. "You truly are a smart girl."

"Enough talk!" Pitch yelled. "Mor'du, let's just kill him!"

Mor'du turned to Pitch. "Just wait."

"I've done my waiting!" Pitch yelled. "Twelve years of it! In Azkaban!"

Mor'du dropped his head in defeat…looked to the three teens…and then looked back at Pitch. "Alright." He handed his wand towards Pitch. "Kill him."

Pitch snatched the wand.

"But wait one more minute." Mor'du held up his finger to Pitch. "Jack deserves to know what's going on."

"I know what's going on." Jack said, taking a step forward. "This betrayer…of my parents…wants to kill me."

"No, Jack he doesn't." Mor'du said. "And he didn't betray your parents. The person that betrayed your parents was someone I thought was dead, until recently."

"Who!?" Jack snarled.

Pitch then yelled: "Peter Pettigrew!" He smiled wickedly. "And he's in here with us right now! Come out, come out, Peter!" He walked towards the teens. "Come out, come out, and play!"

"Expelliarmus!" Munds casted, knocking Mor'du's wand from Pitch's hand. "Oh…vengeance is sweet." He said to Pitch. "Oh, how I wanted to be the one to catch you."

Mor'du took a step to Munds. "Aster-"

Munds pointed his wand at Mor'du, with a snarl on his face, and walked towards Mor'du, forcing him next to Pitch. "I told North you were helping a friend into the castle…and now: here's the proof."

Pitch smiled. "How clever, Munds. You have put your quick mind to the task and as usual, come to the wrong conclusion. If you don't mind, me and Mor'du have some business to attend to." He stepped too close to Munds and got a wand to his throat.

"I beg you to give me a reason." Munds challenged.

Mor'du shook his head and stepped closer to the two. "Don't be a fool, Aster."

Pitch chuckled. "He can't help it, he's as curious as a bunny rabbit."

"Pitch, be quiet!" Mor'du scolded.

Pitch yelled back: "How about you quiet yourself!"

Mor'du rolled his eyes and walked away from the two men.

"Look at you two", Munds darted his eyes between them, "fighting like an old married couple."

"Why don't you run along and buy yourself some color dye." Pitch said to Munds.

Munds pushed his wand against Pitch's neck. "I could kill you right now…but why deny the Dementors? They clearly miss you." He started to push Pitch. "Do I see fear in your eye?"

Pitch shook.

Munds grinned. "I do…one can only imagine what a Dementor's Kiss is like. Some say it's unbearable to watch…but I'll do my best."

Jack reached over to Merida and grabbed her wand.

Merida whispered. "It won't work."

"It will if I only use it for one spell." Jack said.

Munds turned to the teens and motioned for them to leave.

Jack pointed Merida's wand at Pitch and then pointed it at Munds. "Expelliarmus!" A small white ball fired from the wand and blasted Munds through a bedpost and onto the old dusty bed!

"Jack!" Flynn yelled.

"You just attacked a teacher!" Merida yelled.

Jack aimed the wand back at Pitch. "Tell me about Peter Pettigrew."

"He went to school with us!" Mor'du practically yelled, clearly exhausted. "We thought he was our friend!"

"So?" Jack faced the wand at Mor'du. "He's dead." He then pointed the wand at Pitch. "You killed him."

"No he didn't." Mor'du got in front of Pitch, making Jack point the wand at him. "I thought he did too, until you mentioned Pettigrew, being on the map."

"The map was wrong!" Jack yelled.

"The map is never wrong!" Pitch yelled. "Peter is alive! And he's right there!" He pointed at Flynn.

"Me!?" Flynn yelled. "You're crazy!"

"Not you!" Pitch scoffed. "Your, stupid rat!" He walked to Flynn. "He's missing a toe, right?"

"What of it?" Flynn asked; and Scabbers started to squeal.

Jack swallowed hard. "All they could find of Pettigrew was-"

"A finger!" Pitch interrupted. "The coward cut it off, to make everyone think he was dead! Then he transformed into a rat!" He yelled at Flynn.

"Show me." Jack practically ordered.

Pitch then grabbed Mr. Scabbers.

"No!" Flynn fought him.

Jack sighed heavily. "Give him the rat, Eugene!"

"What do want to do to him!?" Flynn let go of Scabbers. "Let him go!" He stood up, but Merida held him back. "Mr. Scabbers!"

Pitch put the rat on the piano in the room and it tried to scurry off. Pitch waved Mor'du's wand at the rat, but some dust went up, showing that he had missed.

Jack gave Merida's wand to Mor'du and then Mor'du and Pitch started to cast a silent spell at the rat.

The rat got on the floor and ran for a hole in the wall.

Pitch waved the wand again and turned the rat back into its skinny human form…causing the man to smash his face against the wall.

Pitch and Mor'du picked the man up and pushed him against the piano (imagine the man with all the rats in The Snuggly Duckling on Tangled).

Peter was rubbing his hands against his face, sniffling, like a rat, and then looked up at Pitch and Mor'du. "Mor'du?" He smiled. "Pitch." He smiled widely. "My old friends!" He held out his arms for a hug and then ran!

But, he tried to run between Pitch and Mor'du, they caught him by his arms and pushed him against the piano again.

Peter turned to Jack and smiled. "Jack. Look at you…you look just like your mother." He got up close and personal with Jack. "Martha and I were the best of friends-"

Pitch got between Jack and Peter. "How dare you speak to Jack!"

Peter snarled and ran behind the piano.

"How dare you talk about Martha in front of him!" Pitch yelled; he and Mor'du ran up to the other side of the piano and pointed their wands at Peter.

"You sold your soul to Drago", Mor'du started, "and even worse you betrayed your friends!"

Peter closed his eyes and whined. "I didn't mean to…you have no idea what weapons the Dark Lord possesses." He turned to Pitch. "Ask yourself, Pitch." He pointed at him. "What would you have done? What would you have done?"

"I would have died instead of betraying my friends!" Pitch roared.

Peter snuck under the piano.

Jack stood in the doorway.

Peter ran up to Jack, put his hands on Jack's shoulders, and whispered: "Martha wouldn't want me to be killed. Your father would show me mercy."

Mor'du and Pitch started to pull on Peter.

"Your parents would show me mercy!" Peter yelled as he was pulled away.

"You should have realized, Peter!" Pitch yelled as he and Mor'du pointed their wands at Peter again. "If Drago didn't kill you…we would! Together!"

"No!" Jack yelled.

Mor'du sighed. "Jack…this man is-"

"I know what he is." Jack said and walked forward. "But we're going to take him to the castle."

Peter fell to his knees. "Bless you, boy." He lowered to kiss Jack's shoes. "Bless you!"

"Get off!" Jack backed away. "I said we'd take you to the castle. After that, the Dementors can have you."

Peter quivered and bit his nails.

As they all walked through the tunnel under the Whomping Willow, Pitch, Flynn, and Jack were getting along swimmingly.

"You know", Pitch started, "I have quite the disposition as a horse. Your father suggested making the change permanent." He stopped walking and turned to the boys. "The form I could live with…but your fathers constant pleading for rides", the boys chuckled, "was just too annoying."

Flynn and Jack chuckled even more at Pitch.

Once they got outside; Pitch quickly made his way to the perfect spot…to look at Hogwarts.

Flynn and Jack just looked at him.

"Well?" Merida asked, standing behind them. "You two going to go over there?"

Jack smiled at Merida and Flynn. "Let's go."

"You go on." Flynn motioned.

Jack quirked a brow. "What?"

Flynn shrugged. "He's not my Godfather."

Jack chuckled. "He might be."

"Nah." Flynn shook his head.

Jack grabbed Flynn's shirt and started to pull him. "Come on."

They made it to Pitch, Jack standing on his right, and Flynn at his left.

"Beautiful isn't it?" Pitch asked, still looking at Hogwarts. "I'll never forget the first time I walked through those doors. It'd be nice to do it again…as a free man." He then turned to Jack. "That was a noble thing you did back there." He breathed in deeply through his nose. "He doesn't deserve it." He exhaled out his nose.

Jack shrugged. "Just figured dad wouldn't want you and Mor'du to become killers. Besides…if he dies, no one will know the truth about you." He smiled up at Pitch. "Though…I think it's going to be hard to convince our aunts and uncles."

Pitch laughed. "That it will…that it will."

They then heard Peter complaining and begging.

"When you were born, Jack", Pitch started, "your parents made me yours and Mavis' Godfather."

"I know." Jack said.

Pitch then looked at Flynn. "And since I don't have a Goddaughter…I think I could use another Godson." He bumped his shoulder against Flynn's, causing the boy to laugh. He turned to Jack. "Now, Jack…what exactly were you doing that night I saw you out on the side of the road?"

Flynn chuckled. "That's a long story."

Pitch exhaled a 'ha'. "I can only assume it has something to do with your father…he wasn't the brightest out of the bunch."

The three of them lightly laughed.

Pitch then took a step back, causing the boys to turn and look at him. "If you two ever need a place to just get away…" He looked down shyly.

They smiled widely. "THAT SOUNDS AWESOME." They told him.

Pitch chuckled and smiled at the boys.

"Jack!" Merida yelled.

They turned to her; and saw her point to a full moon coming over the mountain.

Mor'du looked to the full moon, his heart started to race, and his eyes went dark.

Pitch ran to Mor'du. "Mor'du." He grabbed Mor'du's arm. "Have you taken your potion tonight?"

Mor'du started to groan in pain and slightly flail…while Peter tried to grab his wand.

"You know who you truly are!" Pitch said to Mor'du and put his hand on Mor'du's chest. "This heart is where you live! Here!"

Mor'du's eyes got darker, fangs started to protrude, his skin breaking and releasing fur…he dropped his wand.

"This flesh is only that!" Pitch said.

Peter picked up Mor'du's wand and touched the tip to his forehead.

"Expelliarmus!" Jack casted and knocked the wand out of Peter's hand.

Peter smiled at Jack, waved, turned into a rat, and scurried off.

Jack went to go after Peter, but Mor'du screamed and Merida held Jack back.

"Mor'du!" Pitch yelled as he struggled with his friend. "Mor'du!"

Mor'du wrapped his arms around Pitch, his nails grew, and his clothes ripped as he became larger in size.

"Run!" Pitch yelled to the teens. "Run!"

They started to back away, but they were practically frozen in fear.

Mor'du's transformation finally finished, he knocked Pitch down the hill, got on all fours, with his head down, and started to whine (it sounds like a low growl or roar).

"Let's go." Jack said.

Merida shook her head. "Wait." She started towards Mor'du. "Wait."

"Merida!" Flynn said. "This is a horrible idea…horrible."

Merida stopped before she got too close to Mor'du. "Professor?"

Mor'du looked at Merida…still whining.

"Professor Mathan?" Merida asked.

Mor'du roared at Merida!

Merida jumped back and quickly went back to Jack and Flynn.

Mor'du slowly walked towards them.

Flynn started to whine: "Good bear…good bear."

Munds came from under the Willow and quickly grabbed Jack's shirt. "There you are, Frost." He said with malice in his voice.

Mor'du stood on his hind legs and roared at Munds.

Munds quickly turned to the bear and wrapped his arms around the three teens like a shield.

Mor'du hit Munds with the back of his left paw, causing them all to fall, and Merida to scream. He then looked at Jack and raised his right paw, but was head butted by Pitch's horse form! Mor'du growled at Pitch.

Pitch shook his head while grunting angrily.

They ran for each other and got on their hind legs. Pitch quickly hit Mor'du in the face with his front hooves twice. Mor'du got on all fours, put his paws against Pitch's torso, and pushed him to the ground.

Mor'du started to growl at the others.

Munds, again, was shielding the teens.

Mor'du got on his hind legs; but Pitch bit Mor'du's left paw, pulled Mor'du towards himself, and ran off with Mor'du chasing him.

"Pitch!" Jack said and ran off, following them.

Munds reached out for Jack, but missed. "Get back here, Frost!"

Jack heard them fighting and heard Pitch's horse form whining. Jack then saw Mor'du bite the back of Pitch's neck, wrap his paws around Pitch, pick him up, and throw him against a boulder.

Pitch started to whine while he was down, but when Mor'du growled, he grunted back angrily.

Jack ran up, grabbed a rock, and threw it at Mor'du's head!

Mor'du turned to Jack, roared, got on all fours, went for Jack, but stopped when he heard another bear roar in the distance. He looked out down the hill, where the roar came from…turned back to Jack, growling, heard the same roar again, and ran down the hill roaring.

Jack heard Pitch grunt in pain, turned and saw the horse turn back into a man, and stumble down the hill out of sight. Jack then ran for the fallen man.

After a while, running in the woods, Jack came across a small pond and saw Pitch laying at its edge.

"Pitch!" Jack ran to Pitch, turned him over on his back, and saw his wounds. "No." Jack shook his head. "Pitch!" Jack saw his breath…he looked up and saw the pond quickly ice over.

Pitch opened his eyes. "Ahh!" He went unconscious again.

Jack looked up and saw a legion of Dementors flying around them.

A Dementor dove down and fed on Pitch.

Jack stood, pulled out his wand, and: "Expecto Patronum!" A well sized white funnel came from the wand, but was easily dissipated by two Dementor's attacks.

A Dementor flew by Jack and fed on him too, causing Jack to yell and fall to his knees. Another came behind Jack and fed on Pitch…then one flew over the pond, stopped, and fed on Jack.

Jack leaned back, with his head up, and three Dementors started to feed on him, while another was feeding on Pitch.

When the Dementor was done with Pitch, white pulps came from his opened mouth…and were followed by a small white orb.

"Pitch…" Jack whispered as he watched the orb…he looked up and saw a white mass at the other end of the pond in the form of a horse.

The horse seemed to look at Jack…then it stood on its hind legs, stomped down with its front hooves, and a large white blast went out…hitting the Dementors and making them scream.

The Dementors flew around and two more large waves hit them…and by the time the fourth and final wave came, they were all gone.

Jack looked down at Pitch, watched the white orb go back into Pitch's mouth; and Pitch gasped and breathed as if he just came from under water.

Jack's vision started to go blurry and dark…he looked back at the end of the pond, saw a man standing in place of the horse, and saw the white light, obviously a Patronus, go back into the casters wand. His vision went completely dark and he fell over unconscious.