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A/N: I'm back. At least until school starts. My parents got my reportcard and I'm still allowed on for the rest of the summer but as soon as school starts it's gone for a few weeks. I'll be working on it at my best friend's house once a week, but I cannot guarantee that anything will be posted. As soon as I get the progress report I'll have it back again. But nothing to worry about just yet. Not until September.
Two weeks had passed again. Remus sat by a tree at the edge of the forbidden forest. It was a dark and cold night. Behind the hazy clouds the stars were hardly visible. Yet one thing shone very clearly. The full moon. Remus had always loved it. It was beautiful, and he loved the way it cast silver light over everything in sight.
He gazed out into the trees and stared into the darkness. The trees so tall and twisted. Who knew what secrets and mysteries hid within them? He was always so curious about that. Of course he had ventured out into them with Sirius, James, and Peter before. But they never went very far. Every time they did something would happen. James would sneeze and draw attention from the creatures of the night. Sirius would trip. Or Peter would get his foot caught in the cloak and made them visible.
Now he was all alone. The perfect opportunity to explore. He had no intentions to go very far. Just a little ways. What harm could it do?
Little did he know what great harm it could do, and how it would affect the rest of his life. How a little mistake made in just a few minutes could possibly ruin his life forever. But he had no knowledge of this and slowly entered under the shadows, hidden from most light.
He stumbled and crawled over branches, rocks, roots, and things he didn't wish to know about. His hands were all sticky and dirty. And he was already positive that his robes were filthy. Yet something deeper was hidden. He knew that something was there. What it was, or even why he felt so compelled to find it was a mystery to him. But he continued on.
Finally he reached a clearing. It wasn't very big, but it was a small area of cleared space. It was quiet and Erie. He was about to turn back, seeing as nothing was there, nothing he could see anyway. But an awful stench reached his nose. The foul odor of some poor creature's carcass.
He scanned the area for a body, but there was nothing in sight. No body. No blood. Not even a bone. It was bare. But a rustle in the distance caught his eye. Something was near. Something alive, and apparently tall.
Deciding now would be a good time to go back he slowly backed away. So not to turn his back on whatever it was. He pulled his wand from his pocket and looked over to see the outline of a monster standing no more then ten feet from him.
Remus meant to run. His pulse quickened and still he remained frozen for a moment, but then he regained his composure for a moment. At least enough of it to start running. And he did. He ran swiftly and at a sprint. And he didn't dare look back. He knew that if he did he would see whatever it was directly behind him and would loose all hope of any chance of survival.
Just as he made it to the edge of the clearing the monster made a jump for him and knocked him into the ground face first. Remus turned over and started to crawl backwards. His wand was now of no use to him. He could hardly see the creature, and he could not think of a single spell that could possibly help him.
"What do you want from me?" Remus stuttered.
The creature snarled in response and stepped into the light. Remus stared in wonder and fear. A werewolf stood before him. Tall, with matted brown fur. Red rabid eyes stared back, as yellow teeth glistened. Remus had never been so afraid in all his life.
Before he knew it the werewolf was charging at him once again. Remus covered his face with his arms and yet it didn't seem to help much. He was still bitten. Remus let out a piercing scream and sent the monster flying back into the shadows.
He stood himself up wearily and shakily. Slowly, he stumbled his way back to the castle. His vision became a blur. He was losing his consciousness. How he made it all the way to Dumbledore's office was beyond him.
But when he woke up in to morning he found he was asleep in a bed. A strange bed in an unfamiliar room. Slowly he stood up and pain surged through his body. He winced and looked down at his arm. The blood had been washed away and it was all bandaged up.
"It is good to see you awake Mr. Lupin." A friendly voice appeared in the doorway.
"Dumbledore." Remus sat up nervously.
"I found you outside of my chambers last night. Your arm was bloody and it had bitemarks. Care to tell me what happened?" the old man pulled up a chair.
"I was bitten." Remus looked down at his arm with fear.
"By what?" Dumbledore asked.
"A werewolf." Remus sighed.
"And how does one go about finding a werewolf?" Dumbledore questioned.
"I was out by the forest last night. It was so pretty and I'd never really seen it. So I went exploring. I ran into some monster and was chased back to the edge of the forest. There I was attacked. When I screamed it scared him and he fled. So I tried as best I could to make sure I got indoors. That's all I remember." Remus looked at the floor shamefully.
"You do realize that you have broken many school rules?" Dumbledore stared.
"I do." Remus nodded.
"But that does not matter at the moment. What we must do right now is worry about your health. In one month there will be another full moon. We cannot have you lurking about the halls at night then. We must find you some sort of place to hide for the remainder of your time here at Hogwarts." Dumbledore stated gravely.
"But aren't there potions that can help this?" Remus suggested.
"Why yes there are, but they involve a certain ingredient that is in very short supply this year and I'm afraid we probably won't be able to get a hold of it." Dumbledore sighed.
"Are you mad at me for what I've done?" Remus asked timidly.
"I am not mad at you. Rarely am I ever mad at a student, but I am certainly disappointed. I should like to think that a prefect would know better. And I know you knew what you were doing perfectly well. Still you chose to go out there and I cannot stop you from making your own decisions. So, now you will have to live with the consequences of those mistakes. But am I mad? No." Dumbledore shook his head.
A/N: I really am sorry that this is so short. I am so grateful for all of your reviews. I was so happy last night. Looked at the reviews from all my stories and I'm less then fifteen away from a thousand! And I really haven't been writing all that long. But thank you so much for your reviews. And I'm almost finished with your next chapter. Expect it by Tuesday.
A/N: I'm back. At least until school starts. My parents got my reportcard and I'm still allowed on for the rest of the summer but as soon as school starts it's gone for a few weeks. I'll be working on it at my best friend's house once a week, but I cannot guarantee that anything will be posted. As soon as I get the progress report I'll have it back again. But nothing to worry about just yet. Not until September.
Two weeks had passed again. Remus sat by a tree at the edge of the forbidden forest. It was a dark and cold night. Behind the hazy clouds the stars were hardly visible. Yet one thing shone very clearly. The full moon. Remus had always loved it. It was beautiful, and he loved the way it cast silver light over everything in sight.
He gazed out into the trees and stared into the darkness. The trees so tall and twisted. Who knew what secrets and mysteries hid within them? He was always so curious about that. Of course he had ventured out into them with Sirius, James, and Peter before. But they never went very far. Every time they did something would happen. James would sneeze and draw attention from the creatures of the night. Sirius would trip. Or Peter would get his foot caught in the cloak and made them visible.
Now he was all alone. The perfect opportunity to explore. He had no intentions to go very far. Just a little ways. What harm could it do?
Little did he know what great harm it could do, and how it would affect the rest of his life. How a little mistake made in just a few minutes could possibly ruin his life forever. But he had no knowledge of this and slowly entered under the shadows, hidden from most light.
He stumbled and crawled over branches, rocks, roots, and things he didn't wish to know about. His hands were all sticky and dirty. And he was already positive that his robes were filthy. Yet something deeper was hidden. He knew that something was there. What it was, or even why he felt so compelled to find it was a mystery to him. But he continued on.
Finally he reached a clearing. It wasn't very big, but it was a small area of cleared space. It was quiet and Erie. He was about to turn back, seeing as nothing was there, nothing he could see anyway. But an awful stench reached his nose. The foul odor of some poor creature's carcass.
He scanned the area for a body, but there was nothing in sight. No body. No blood. Not even a bone. It was bare. But a rustle in the distance caught his eye. Something was near. Something alive, and apparently tall.
Deciding now would be a good time to go back he slowly backed away. So not to turn his back on whatever it was. He pulled his wand from his pocket and looked over to see the outline of a monster standing no more then ten feet from him.
Remus meant to run. His pulse quickened and still he remained frozen for a moment, but then he regained his composure for a moment. At least enough of it to start running. And he did. He ran swiftly and at a sprint. And he didn't dare look back. He knew that if he did he would see whatever it was directly behind him and would loose all hope of any chance of survival.
Just as he made it to the edge of the clearing the monster made a jump for him and knocked him into the ground face first. Remus turned over and started to crawl backwards. His wand was now of no use to him. He could hardly see the creature, and he could not think of a single spell that could possibly help him.
"What do you want from me?" Remus stuttered.
The creature snarled in response and stepped into the light. Remus stared in wonder and fear. A werewolf stood before him. Tall, with matted brown fur. Red rabid eyes stared back, as yellow teeth glistened. Remus had never been so afraid in all his life.
Before he knew it the werewolf was charging at him once again. Remus covered his face with his arms and yet it didn't seem to help much. He was still bitten. Remus let out a piercing scream and sent the monster flying back into the shadows.
He stood himself up wearily and shakily. Slowly, he stumbled his way back to the castle. His vision became a blur. He was losing his consciousness. How he made it all the way to Dumbledore's office was beyond him.
But when he woke up in to morning he found he was asleep in a bed. A strange bed in an unfamiliar room. Slowly he stood up and pain surged through his body. He winced and looked down at his arm. The blood had been washed away and it was all bandaged up.
"It is good to see you awake Mr. Lupin." A friendly voice appeared in the doorway.
"Dumbledore." Remus sat up nervously.
"I found you outside of my chambers last night. Your arm was bloody and it had bitemarks. Care to tell me what happened?" the old man pulled up a chair.
"I was bitten." Remus looked down at his arm with fear.
"By what?" Dumbledore asked.
"A werewolf." Remus sighed.
"And how does one go about finding a werewolf?" Dumbledore questioned.
"I was out by the forest last night. It was so pretty and I'd never really seen it. So I went exploring. I ran into some monster and was chased back to the edge of the forest. There I was attacked. When I screamed it scared him and he fled. So I tried as best I could to make sure I got indoors. That's all I remember." Remus looked at the floor shamefully.
"You do realize that you have broken many school rules?" Dumbledore stared.
"I do." Remus nodded.
"But that does not matter at the moment. What we must do right now is worry about your health. In one month there will be another full moon. We cannot have you lurking about the halls at night then. We must find you some sort of place to hide for the remainder of your time here at Hogwarts." Dumbledore stated gravely.
"But aren't there potions that can help this?" Remus suggested.
"Why yes there are, but they involve a certain ingredient that is in very short supply this year and I'm afraid we probably won't be able to get a hold of it." Dumbledore sighed.
"Are you mad at me for what I've done?" Remus asked timidly.
"I am not mad at you. Rarely am I ever mad at a student, but I am certainly disappointed. I should like to think that a prefect would know better. And I know you knew what you were doing perfectly well. Still you chose to go out there and I cannot stop you from making your own decisions. So, now you will have to live with the consequences of those mistakes. But am I mad? No." Dumbledore shook his head.
A/N: I really am sorry that this is so short. I am so grateful for all of your reviews. I was so happy last night. Looked at the reviews from all my stories and I'm less then fifteen away from a thousand! And I really haven't been writing all that long. But thank you so much for your reviews. And I'm almost finished with your next chapter. Expect it by Tuesday.