Jana knew instantly that it was Lupin and she quickly dropped her wand and ran into his arms. He asked if everything was alright and Jana assured it was and he pushed no further. They shared dinner together cordially and discovered that Lupin was nearly to Domhail when Hedwig found him hence his speedy arrival. Before they went to bed Hedwig arrived with a letter from Mr. Weasley assuring them that they were all welcome and the more the merrier. They planned to leave the next morning. Lupin got his own room, Christoph, Harry, and Ron shared a room and Hermione and Jana took the other. Harry was pleased to hear a lot of chatting and laughing through the wall. He wanted Jana and Hermione to get along and it seemed like they were. Jana did not join them for breakfast the next morning and Harry decided to join her and help her pack instead. He wishes their relationship had blossomed more at this point. It had been nearly five months.

"Talk to me," Harry beseeched, grasping Jana's hands away from her methodically folding, with a pleading look on his face, "tell me everything. No more secrets."

"Like what?" Jana replied coyly.

"Your name is Jana. You survived a werewolf attack. You're the best at potions in our year! Even better than Hermione and that's saying something…" Harry started as if reading a child a bedtime story, "You're rubbish at transfiguration and dueling but you can do charms without your wand and without saying anything!" Jana smiled and giggled a bit.

"Oliver used to tell me about you all the time. I was shocked when I realized the best seeker at Hogwarts was my-" Jana stopped, and the smile was quickly gone from her face.

"He talked about me?" Harry asked with surprise.

"All Oliver talks about is Quidditch. I never had much interest in it until we became friends," Jana replied reaching out to Harry's face. She pushed his hair aside and looked closely at his scar, running her finger along it gently, "a lightning bolt, huh?" Harry nodded and took this opportunity to inspect her scars as well. Jana recoiled when Harry reached out to touch them.

Harry quickly apologized and adjusted his own hair, "Friends, huh? Just friends?"

"Of course. I told you Harry. No boys!" Jana smiled.

"You don't have to do everything Christoph says. In fact, I'd much prefer it if you didn't…" Harry added on a serious note, "can't get rid of the git, might as well piss him off." At this Jana laughed quite hard.

"He means well, honestly," Jana defended gently, "and he told off Liam and Angharad, which was really brave." Harry nodded in agreement.

"How do you feel about everything? I mean honestly, the past few months have been a bit of a nightmare," Harry began. Jana was quiet for a while, staring past him.

"So much has happened since I was born...I feel so busy...I'm not sure if I've really stopped to think about how anything makes me feel," Jana admitted. Harry appreciated her candidness.

"I know what you mean," Harry replied, "I was jealous...when we met...thinking of you coming from a loving home with people who care about you...but when we visited...I felt selfish for feeling that way."

"It wasn't always like that...it's my fault really…after the attack Liam and Angharad went bonkers...they all blame me for the isolation. The fact that they can't go to school anymore…"

"I don't understand how Dumbledore allows that to go one," Harry replied with annoyance in his voice.

"My understanding is that they refused to continue to care for us if they were brought back to school. That's why Dumbledore took Remus away to teach at the school. He hoped that by bringing him to Hogwarts, Liam and Angharad would finally feel comfortable to let the children back, but it didn't work...I know it's difficult on them, but they're afraid, Harry. They don't want to lose anymore children…"

"More children?"

"They had a daughter...and two sons...all killed during the war…" Jana explained briefly.

"That's awful," Harry replied sadly, "truly. Awful."

"I don't want to be ungrateful to them...but they have really lost their minds...I am going to speak with Albus when we return to school. Something has to be done, and I think Christoph agrees…"

There was a knock at the door followed by its movement towards them. Oliver Wood stepped in uninvited and greeted them both. Jana explained that she would return quickly, grabbing a small satchel from the bureau and exiting to the hallway with Wood. Harry tried to eavesdrop through the gap between the hinge and the wall made by the door being left ajar. He saw as Jana handed Wood the green velvet satchel. Wood inspected its contents briefly and then thanked Jana.

"That should get you through the season," Jana whispered noticing the pale guilt spreading across his face, "go on it's not cheating."

"Are you sure you have to go? It would be nice to spend Christmas together," Wood whispered changing the subject. His hand grazed her leg again gently, his gaze crossing the hallway to ensure it was empty. It was. He moved closer.

"I do...I'm going to miss you, Ollie."

"You'll see me soon, only a few months left of school yet."

"I don't think I will…"

"Quit talking nonsense. You'll come here...we'll go swimming...maybe flying if you can shake Christoph off for a damn moment…"

"You know I'd love that but I won't be back here again..."

"Not this again…those are nightmares Jana, alright? Everyone has them."

"They're not nightmares, Ollie, they're real…"

"How can you tell the difference?" Oliver huffed.

"Harry's arm-"

"You were vague that time-"

"The snake!"

"Coincidence-"

"The World Cup!"

Wood didn't respond this time. Instead he came closer to her, rubbing the tip of his nose against hers in a loving way, "I believe you...but I don't want to believe this…"

"Oliver…" Jana whispered clearly trying to resist him with every fiber of her being.

"You are safe, Jana. You're at Hogwarts and Christoph is with you. He'll protect you if anything goes awry and bring you back to me in one piece…"

"Protect me? Is that what you think he does?" Jana muttered unconvinced. She finally locked eyes with Wood and they gazed at each other quietly for a bit.

"What could possibly happen? Stay here with me if you're afraid-"

"I'm not-" Jana would have finished her sentence but she couldn't as Wood gently distracted her lips with a kiss and then another. Wood held Jana's head tightly in his hands and he pecked her a few more times until she finally resisted and they kissed deeply.

"You come back to me," Wood demanded.

Jana smiled sadly and stroked the stubble on his chin with the back of her hand and kissed him for the last time, "Goodbye Oliver." Wood's expression was desperate as he watched her walk away.

Harry quickly took a seat in the thin wooden chair at the corner and pretended to read a book. Jana came back into the room and closed the door behind her, careful to turn the knob quietly.

"Everything alright?" Harry asked with a faux distracted tone.

"Of course.." Jana replied, finishing packing her trunk.

"Did you say something about the Quidditch World Cup?" Harry tried to mention casually. Jana was mute for several minutes, only the sound of clothes being folded and random latch clinking came from behind him as he pretended to read.

"Yes, I did," Jana suddenly replied.

"Were you there?" Harry asked, abandoning his book.

"I was," Jana replied.

"Were you scared?"

"Christoph was with me, so I wasn't," Jana explained, "No one knows I went there...I was supposed to be at St. Mungo's..."

Harry promised not to share anything about it. He was deeply concerned about what he had overheard. What did Jana mean that she would not return? Had she had another vision? Jana never spoke about her visions to anyone despite them seeming to increase in frequency and seriousness. We're they truly visions? Harry was not quite convinced that Jana was truly a Seer. Not yet.

Eventually they were all packed and made their way out of the village by foot. Harry was going to miss the warm inn and pub. It had a charm. They broke off into pairs to disapparate to Ottery St. Catchpole - Hermione and Harry, Ron and Christoph, Jana and Lupin. Hermione and Harry made it there first landing unscathed and on their feet.

"You're amazing Hermione!" Harry smiled, "truly."

Then Christoph and Ron appeared ungracefully, tumbling across the grass as they arrived.

"Sorry mate haven't done that in a while," Christoph laughed picking Ron up off the ground. He shook off some grass from his trousers. Lupin and Jana appeared last, with Jana unconscious in his arms.

"Bloody hell!" Christoph exclaimed trying to take Jana off his hands. Lupin assured them he could manage as he made his way to The Burrow. Ron let everyone in, and Lupin lay Jana down on the sofa.

"She's alright, mum, she's alright," Ron assured in a voice that was anything but reassuring. Lupin emptied Jana's rucksack with haste and rifled through the bottles and vials in a mild panic. He finally found the one he was looking for and swallowed it quickly. He then took an identical one and tipped it into Jana's mouth, encouraging her to awaken rubbing the potion on her lips since she failed to elicit a swallow.

"Remus, how can we help?" Mrs. Weasley asked tenderly.

"The moon is in perigee…" Lupin moaned, "dammit...why didn't she remind me?"

"I understand why that matters to you, Professor Lupin, but-" Ron stopped when he heard Hermione gasp behind him.

"Is that what happened to her?" Hermione asked abrasively. Lupin placed his forehead on Jana's in frustration, visibly holding back tears.

"Go, Remus, I've got her," Christoph reassured, placing his hand on Lupin's shoulder. Lupin left The Burrow with haste saying nothing. A full moon approached and he had to go somewhere he could hide and sleep through the brunt of his "furry little problem".

"She was attacked by a werewolf?" Fred's voice questioned from the stairs, he looked perturbed.

"It makes so much sense now," George added. Christoph looked around at all of them as if overwhelmed by the burden of having to explain this. Harry played dumb, and maintained his silence. He had known for months now not only what had happened to Jana but who had done it. Jana would never want everyone to know the truth but it appeared that Christoph had little choice in the matter.

"Jana is not a werewolf," Harry explained sternly.

"Harry is right. Jana is not a werewolf but she was attacked by one…" Christoph gritted his teeth.

"Poor dear…" Mrs. Weasley frowned. Harry and Ginny exchanged glances, Harry blank, Ginny apologetic.

"The scars...the blindness...the limp...somehow the universe spared her the lycanthropy...but when the moon is closest...she fades in and out of consciousness…" Christoph described unwillingly. Jana's eyelids parted slightly and her pupils danced up and down giving her a mad appearance. She let out a quiet whimper as he hands contorted as if in pain.

"Is it wolfsbane?" Hermione asked gently, picking up the bottle from the side table. Christoph nodded and lifted Jana's body.

"Use my room," Ginny urged leading them up the stairs. At first the whimpers disappeared as Christoph and Jana moved further away from them but after a brief bout of silence there was a horrific scream.