another chapter. not so great, again. -sighs- I dont own this. I hope you know that by now.


Today is the big day. Well, night I guess. I've been antsy all morning, but I know the full moon won't show itself until after dark. Professor Weasley told me to meet him in his office after lunch. I heard voices inside when I came up to the door. When I knocked, he let me in.

He was talking to Nick. I guess he had to come too, didn't he?

"Do you remember the plan?" Professor Weasley asked. Nick and I nodded. "You've been taking your potion every day, right?" he directed this at Nick, who nodded again.

"Now if you'll follow me," said Professor Weasley. I picked up a bag full of a spare set of clothes, a book, a blanket, and some snacks I had brought with me. He placed a Disillusionment Charm on me and Nick, who had brought a similar bag, and we followed him down to the grounds, where a giant willow tree rested. Occasionally, it would snap at a bug, but it was otherwise peaceful. Until we came.

It must have felt the vibrations from our footsteps coming too near. Branches ripped through empty air, leaves flying, but Professor Weasley stopped us a short distance.

"I'm going to immobilize the Whomping Willow first. Then you two must slip into that hole, right underneath the knot on the trunk. The passageway is small and cramped, but keep going until you reach the Shrieking Shack. I'll be right behind you. Ready? Immobulus!" he shouted.

The Whomping Willow froze, and I ran forward, dropping easily down the hole. I heard Nick drop in after me, and I sprinted. I had natural speed; I could easily keep up with my cousin Bryce in Alaska. I had to crouch in the passage, and my back started aching after about five minutes, but I finally reached some rickety wooden steps after about twenty minutes. I climbed up and inside what must have been the Shrieking Shack. It was dry and musty, and everything was in shades of dull brown and gray. I waited a few more minutes for Nick to emerge, then Professor Weasley, who lifted our Disillusionment Charm.

"Alright, you two will stay here until after the full moon sets and you are done phasing. Until then…act civil." Professor Weasley put a Disillusionment Charm on himself and stepped down into the hole and back the passageway to Hogwarts.

I sighed, grabbed my bag, and went to an upstairs bedroom. I wanted to be alone. Nick's presence made the idea of phasing all the worse. I read until about six, when it started to get dark, then I went back downstairs again, where Nick was sitting in a green chair covered in so much dust it looked gray.

Being alone with him made me angry. I kinda wanted to punch him for being such an ass. Instead I clenched my fists behind my back and rocked back and forth on my feet, causing the wood floor to creak. Nick looked back and his eyes flashed with annoyance, similar to how they flashed with anger last week. Our conversation quickly ran through my head:

"Excuse me? What's so bad about Slytherin?"

"Haven't you ever heard about You-Know-Who? He was in Slytherin! Slytherins have been known to meddle in Dark Magic, and most Dark wizards came from that house! It was mainly them who killed those Muggles!"

"Do I look like I'd kill Muggles? I've grown up with them! That was years ago, Nick, don't you think Slytherins have changed?"

"Besides, Gryffindors and Slytherins have had a rivalry since the founding of the school. They don't want to associate with your type, and I don't think I do either."

My nails were digging into my palms, and I found myself biting my tongue to hold myself back.

"You asshole…" I stepped forward and I was about to tell him what I thought of him. Instead I started to feel disoriented and I tripped, falling behind another chair. Objects in front of me became distorted, and I smelled burning rubber. As my vision darkened, bright spots and zigzags appeared. I heard a ripping sound and saw my clothes had shredded behind me as I grew taller. I could barely see my nose elongate in front of me, and suddenly I could see much clearer, despite the darkness from outside. Nick stared at me, his eyes wide and eyebrows raised. I stepped forward again and was about to tell him how much I hated him, but all that came out was a deep growl. I realized that I must have phased. He stood up and started backing away slowly, and I could feel his terror. I ran to the larger upstairs bedroom where I was earlier, shoved the curtain to the side with my nose, and looked out the window. The sky was only just getting dark, and I could see no moon. I did the same at each window of the house, but I couldn't find the moon. When Nick understood what I was doing, he unlocked the back door and walked out into the yard.

"I don't see it," he walked back in and locked the door, "That's strange."

I went upstairs again, and just sat on the floor to think. When I calmed down half an hour later, I felt myself shrinking and turning back to a human. I dressed and then went downstairs.

"Hey. I'm fine now, you don't have to worry," I said. Nick looked at me, nodded, then returned back to his book. I returned to the bedroom upstairs and read by wand light for another two hours. Until I heard banging sounds from downstairs.

I ran down the stairs and almost tripped and broke my neck. A creature that was hunched in the far corner whipped back. It had a head that was more like a dog, and it was gray and had very little fur. The creature was very human-like in stance, but it was still somewhat canine. I could tell it did not have a human mind, for its eyes were cold and hard.

It growled, and I could see its sharp canine teeth. I shrieked as it advanced, and I ran upstairs with the beast following behind me. I turned right into the bathroom, and shut the door behind me. I knew it wouldn't hold forever, but it was good enough for now.

I heard scratching and clawing on the wood, and the creature growled again. It howled, and I jumped behind the shower curtain.

My nose filled with the smell of burning rubber again, and the spots and zigzags and darkness and distortion returned. Not now, I thought. I struggled to concentrate as I took off my spare set of clothes, hands trembling. I thought I wouldn't make it in time, but I threw my clothes on the counter just as the creature outside howled again and I phased into my wolf form. I burst through the door and sent the other creature spinning to the other side of the room. It got up and started growling at me, but I held my ground. I growled back and I felt the fur on my back start to raise territorially. The other werewolf got the message, and slunk back downstairs.

That night, I didn't sleep much. I didn't want to phase back into a human until the other werewolf had phased back, and instead I just sat there on the floor, thinking.

Maybe I don't need the full moon to phase after all. Maybe it's just easier around that time.


yeah, not so great. hope you'll review though.