Chapter 8

Mentor

I snapped awake when my dad touched my arm. I'd fallen asleep writing last night. I quickly snapped my notebook shut, not wanting anyone to know what I had been writing about. I tapped the front cover making the works invisible and untraceable. I returned my notebook to my book bag and sat down for breakfast.

"What time did you come back in last night?" Dad asked. "I tried to stay up to wait on you."

"I don't know," I replied. "I called a friend to talk to for a while."

Molly put a plate in front of me, but I just pushed the food around. I wasn't hungry, which was saying a lot being a shape-shifter.

Molly and I sat up for a long time, waiting on Harry and Dumbledore to arrive. They were also bringing a new student. He was getting used to the Order because the rest of his family would be joining it soon. Dumbledore wanted me to mentor him. I sat on a couch in the living room reading a book.

I was pulled back to reality when Dumbledore came in with the two boys. I finished the page before I looked at them. I sweet smell filtered through the room. I nearly dropped my book as I spun to face the trio.

"Miss Lupin, Molly, good evening," Dumbledore said. "This is Jasper Whitlock."

"Harry," Molly said, extending her arm to him. "Let's get you upstairs and into bed. Torrance, dear, Jasper is staying in Fred and George's old room."

"Alright, Mrs. Weasley," I replied.

I sat silently until I heard all movement stop.

"You're a werewolf?" Jasper hissed.

"No, I'm a shape-shifter, vampire," I replied. "Where's your little bimbo? What's her name? Angela? Ashley?"

"Alice," he replied, not getting at all defensive. "She's not mine. We were only together to protect the humans. Surely you know about the treaty."

"Yes," I turned to look at him, "I-"

The world seemed to stop in place. It was how the pack had described imprinting. I imprinted a leech. He gave me a wary look.

"Your emotions just changed completely," he said. "What happened?"

"I imprinted on you," I whispered, not believing it myself.

I looked him over. He was in black jeans and a tight blue t-shirt.

"How is that possible?" he asked.

"I don't know."

He looked alarmed for some reason.

"What?" I asked.

"Your smell just changed. You smell human."

"Sorry," I said, pulling farther back.

"No," he said quickly, sitting down beside me at his vampire speed, "I didn't mean like that."

"Than what did you mean?" I asked looking into his golden eyes.

"You smell nice," he whispered, "but not tempting."

He brushed my neck with the tips of his fingers. A shiver ran down my spine, and my breath caught.

"Why am I mentoring you?" I asked.

"When my family came to Hogwarts fifty years ago, I stayed at home with Esme, making sure I was under control. I need to learn the rules of the wizarding world. I know the magic I need, but I still want to understand what people talk about now. In the human world, things change in fifty years. I don't know what to expect now. The rest of my family can adapt easily, but I have a harder time with it."

"I'm going to live with my Dad and godfather for the rest of the summer. Maybe you should come live with us. My dad is a real werewolf, and me godfather is an Antimagus. There are a lot of humans living in close quarters here. We can meet up with the rest of your family when we go for supplies. It might be better if they aren't around to influence what you want to learn."

"That's a good idea."

"I'll talk to Dumbledore when he comes to get me in the morning. I doubt he'll be surprise. He probably already worked that out."

"Why do you say that?"

"Dumbledore knows everything, even if you don't tell him. I think he knows about me being a part of the La Push pack."

"How do kids get away with pranks at school? Emmett was always pulling pranks on the teachers and other students."

"Dumbledore has a sense of humor. As long as the prank isn't dangerous, he'll usually let it slide. Filch is the one to watch out for. He's the caretaker and has no sense of humor. He hates kids."

We continued to talk for the rest of the night. At some point, I fell asleep. I woke to Jasper shaking my arm. Once I was awake enough to take in my surroundings, I heard people moving around upstairs. I was leaning against Jasper, who had his arm around me.

"Good morning," Jasper whispered into my hair.

I pointed my wand at my clothes and changed them to my pajamas. He pulled away from me and disappeared. He came back a minute later with gray sweats and a large black t-shirt on. I was somewhat upset that he was wearing such a loose fitting shirt. Jasper smiled, and my face flushed. A wave of calm washed over me, as Jasper hugged me.

"So you know I can influence and feel emotions?"

All I could do was nod.

After breakfast, Dumbledore came to take me to Grimmauld Place and smiled when I asked about Jasper. When we arrived at Grimmauld Place, Jasper and I entered. Sirius and Dad greeted us. I introduced everyone and took my belongings upstairs and showed Jasper his room.

A/N So, there you have the main pairing for the rest of the story. Please review. Let me know how you liked it.