I think I must have had a nightmare. I always have a nightmare the night before the Full Moon. Apparently I woke the whole dorm by whimpering and crying. I was oblivious to that until someone told me...

I didn't want to believe that's what I did but... But I had no choice as to what to believe. My body was becoming heated and painful. I was literally twisting in my own skin I was that sore.

Oh how I wish my father had gotten a job months ago so he could be with me like he always has been. I'm so scared to do this on my own.

I got myself washed and dried, and then dressed into my uniform and robes. I growled so loud I swear the room shook. My hair was soaking through my robes. How the hell does that work?

I used a spell to dry it off and sighed slightly happier. I clipped my fringe back and tied up my stupid long brown hair. I took one last look at myself knowing I will not look the same after tonight...

I flung my tie round my neck and stormed passed Hermione and everyone else into the common room. I felt rather depressed today so I wore a scowl instead of a smile. What was worth smiling about today?

"Fred can you help me please?"

"Sure! You really should learn this it's not that hard you know." he said happily bounding across the room towards me. He quickly did it up and smiled down at me.

"Don't ware that face... You look terrible." he joked and I slapped his arm and he grinned.

"Fine but I'm not smiling either..."

He raised an eyebrow and I stated hard at him. He won't break me... No one can break me! I AM UN BREAKABLE!

He knows what makes me smile though and sadly I did break... Damn boy...

"I broke the unbreakable Charlie... I win." he whispered in my ear and I shuddered slightly.

"Fred come on!" came George's voice. He looked that direction and then back at me.

"See you later I guess at the Quidditch match yeah?"

"Of course." I said as happily as I could and forced a smile that as soon as he'd gone fell into the frown it was supposed to be.

Hermione came running down the stairs and pulled me into the corner roughly. I growled at her saying,

"Watch it Hermione..."

"Sorry but it's the Full Moon tonight. Will I tell you when to leave?"

I thought for a moment. Well it would give me time to sort myself out and everything else. She is a good friend... She really is.

Again Snape took the time he had me in his class to threaten me. He knew exactly what to say to me and he knew how afraid I was. Everyone would find out before I was ready for anyone to know... I can just tell.

As I've said before he's a sick snake and I hate him and I swear if no one does anything about him bullying me then I'll so help me beat the crap out of him. I was really in the mood today.

Luckily the bell rung for lunch and I dashed out of his dungeon classroom and into the Hall, not like anything remotely interesting would happen for me.

"You seem distant today Charlie are you alright?" came Harry's voice and it broke me out of my horrible Werewolf related thoughts. I nodded slowly and reached for an apple when my hand spasmed.

It must have looked incredibly weird for everyone watching. I looked shocked myself. It just went mental as though it was attached to a bloody string or wire or something.

Again I became a laughing stock... And great fun it is as well...

After lessons it was the Quidditch match. I had about three hours before I had to leave for the Shrieking Shack yet I was so terrified it was almost unreal.

I tried to forget about it and enjoy the game.

Fred and George were the Gryffindor beaters. I must say the Quidditch uniforms... So nice... They were right fitted though apart from the cloak obviously...

The funny thing was or... Well I found it funny the red on the uniform looked really strange against their funny, crazy ginger hair.

They soared round the Quidditch arena their beater clubs tightly in their hands, smacking those Bludgers at the opposing team (Slytherin) and me and Hermione were screaming for them.

Gryffindor were up 70 to 10 which was a MASSIVE shock to be honest but still the match was brutal... I've heard Oliver Wood and the team talking at lunch and stuff... And they-they were right about it.

Once the match was done I had about 2 and a half hours left. I was becoming increasingly unhappy and angry.

Fred looked like a drowned redheaded rat. Oh I did forget to mention it was pissing down with rain. I founded him after everyone else had gone to the showers. He was pulling off his boots and leg guards. He then pulled of the ones on his arms and I cleared my throat. He looked up and smiled.

He stood up and ran at me I was about to protest but it was to late he crushed me in a rather soggy hug. I felt his sodden ginger hair on my skin and I smiled and started actually enjoying his huge regardless of him being soaked.

"You enjoy it?" he asked happily and beaming smile now took over the normal one that was on his face. I nodded and a grin formed on my face.

"I loved it when you knocked that Slytherin bloke off his broom... Well I mean I loved it and cheered and started laughing but Hermione was something else."

"You really are something else aren't you?"

I laughed and turned away slightly and sighed.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I mean you aren't like the other girls... I mean you love the roughness of Quidditch, you hate wearing skirts, your disgusting... I mean your everything that no one else is..."

I didn't know whether to take that as a compliment as an insult... He sounded as though he meant it in a good way.

"Thanks?"

"Yes I meant that as in they are all good things... We don't meet many people like you... And plus you are a first year and that's even crazier."

I blushed and I couldn't help it. I then remembered I had to go and go quickly. I gave Fred a hug and told him I'd see him soon. He looked pretty upset really but I had to leave now or I'd put the whole school in danger and most likely get expelled... Not a good move...

I was running and running fast the moon rising slowly. I was almost there so I would be fine... Everyone would be safe. The pinging became excruciating and I tried to hold down the scream that was pushing up my throat.

It will not leave until I'm safely inside the Shack and everything is sorted.

I climbed into the tunnel and up through a trap door. The places was smashed to pieces... It was never haunted... It was home to a Werewolf... That Werewolf being my father... Now it's home to me... And it terrifies me.

When everything was safe and I couldn't get out, I got myself changed and waited for the moon to rise and the change to take place. My body shook violently as the transformation was nearing.

A piercing scream filled the room I was in and another and another as I twisted and turned on the floor, my bones snapping into the shape of a Werewolf. A snout formed and my eyes became wider and further apart, and changed from violet to a piercing emerald green. Long ears formed and I shot to twice the size I am when I am a Witch. Covered in dark long tangled brown fur. I looked down at myself. My mind closing up changing... Forming something else. I lost all my human mind and it was replaced with one of the Werewolf.

A howl echoed from the Shack were I tore the place apart. Ripping up everything I could get hold of, smashing everything and tearing myself apart.

"AWOOOO!"

A/N: I know the description sucked a lot and I apologise :( hehe! Listened to "Red Guitar" by Kris Allen! I do hope this was alright :) Please review! Thanks :) All Welcome

~Destrier~ x