Needless to say, Hermione had backed off from me. Apparently, she had been given a fair warning by Dumbledore to leave me be. In the eyes of everyone except the teachers, I was a ticking time bomb that would fit at the slightest thing. I was only relaxed in Kane's class, for obvious reasons. Speaking of Kane, he kept to his word and did not make a move on me – well, except for cuddling and holding hands; we hadn't even kissed yet. Not that I was complaining. It was beginning to confuse some of the other girls in my dorm as to why I wasn't even remotely interested in dating other boys. Cho said to them that I was a Ravenclaw, and that the first priority of a Ravenclaw is always learning. I felt that was a good alibi and figured if I said it often enough I would become true. And it was true to some degree. I did care about my learning, just not as much as I cared about Kane. Kane cared about the welfare of his students, he just put me first. And I am one of his students so he wasn't abandoning them.

It was bugging Kane though; it was bugging him that I may have had to get another boyfriend to cover up our relationship. There was always one boy that had an interest in me: Draco. But could I stoop as low as to date a selfish moron such as him. I was soon to find out.

It was a Saturday at Hogwarts. I was out at Quidditch. I was keeper for Ravenclaw, and Cho was seeker. We were practicing against Slytherin. Draco was seeker for Slytherin and Marcus Flint was captain for Slytherin. Both of them spent their whole time cat calling at me. I didn't know much about Flint, just that he was equally as selfish as Draco, but he was smarter.

Whilst defending the goals, Flint decided to haversack – this means holding onto the quaffle whilst it passes through the goal. Because of this Madame Hooch penalised him. In response, Flint shoulder-barged me off my broom, resulting in me falling about 80 metres to the floor. Luckily, Dumbledore froze my momentum, resulting in a gentler landing then I would have had, but I still lost consciousness.

I woke up in the hospital wing. Sure enough, my boyfriend was there to keep an eye over my sleeping form – just as he had done for every transformation, every time I had fallen asleep in his arms, even every time I had accidentally fallen asleep in class before he woke me up.

"Rach are you okay?"

"Yeah babe, I am. Did Ravenclaw win?"

"Yep, you thrashed them. I'm gonna kill Flint for what he did, we all saw. If it weren't for Dumbledore, I would have kicked his ass there and then. Touching my wolf in such a way! How dare he! Over a mere Quidditch game!"

"Shhhh… Calm Kane… Shhhh…"

Although Kane had given up shouting, a scowl was etched into his features and it didn't look like it was going to move any time soon.

Madame Pomfery said I was free to leave. Kane escorted me back to Ravenclaw tower, and then hastily left, shouting over his shoulder that he had a meeting. I went in to the dorm and changed out of my Quidditch gear and into my comfy jeans and t-shirt. I then found Luna sitting in the common room and sat alongside her. We were the only two in there. She cast a silencing charm around us and asked me a question I wasn't ready to answer:

"So how long have you been a werewolf Rachel?"

"What? What makes you think I'm a werewolf Luna?"

"Yourself and Professor Callaway disappear every full moon and appear back the next day in the hospital wing – especially you. Why hide it from us any longer? I'm not mad. I am just curious. What is it like to be a werewolf? To be cursed in such a way?"

"I don't know. Because I am not a werewolf, Luna."

"Okay, if you aren't prepared to confide in me on that question, perhaps you could answer another: why are you and Professor Callaway spending so much time together? When Flint attacked you yesterday, the teachers all had to hold him back. Flint actually started panicking."

"We have stuff in common. What's wrong with that?"

"Hmmm… you maybe have more in common than you are willing to admit to me."

God, if I wasn't nervous before, I was now.