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A week after the attack, Juliette Aurum was having a tough time getting around Hogwarts. Madame Pomfrey had been able to heal most of her wounds but the nurse couldn't mend the ligaments that had snapped during the fall. This resulted in Juliette having to use crutches which made getting around even harder after considering the fact that the stairs were constantly moving around. They had to be mended the muggle way.

James and Sirius had resorted to less physical pranks after receiving a Howler from Madame Pomfrey about how they should not use disarming spells in the middle of the hallways. Severus, Remus, Lily, and Minerva provided their testimony to Dumbledore, yet Dumbledore thought it was "accidental magic" and "James and Sirius wouldn't hurt a fly".

The four eleven year-olds; Lily, Juliette, Remus, and Severus were regarded as the smartest people in each of their subjects. Severus was getting bored in his classes easily; he remembered most of the stuff from his previous life.

Finally it was Saturday and Severus was in the Ravenclaw common room, his nose in a book about potions. He growled, most of the potions in this textbook was completely wrong. Perhaps Severus could get rich on his own potions book, after all who wouldn't want to buy a potions book from an eleven year old Potions Master. Juliette was sitting next to him, reading a muggle book on biology. Juliette was completely fascinated by muggle sciences and though most of the concepts were too complicated for her to understand, she enjoyed acquiring the newfound knowledge.

"I can't believe that they would stir this clockwise! Clearly every sixth turn needs to be counterclockwise. This is why this potion almost never works out!" Severus yelled, clearly pissed off at the idiocy of the book.

Juliette nodded, completely absorbed in a paragraph about human respiration. The sun was beginning to set and her stomach was rumbling. Glancing at the clock on the wall, she noticed that it was seven o'clock. She asked Severus, "My stomach is growling in protest because I have not eaten anything. Perhaps could we go get something for it to digest?"

"Right now. This potions textbook is angering me," Severus growled, realizing how hungry he was.

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Remus Lupin was feeling absolutely terrible. He had been feeling completely ill for three days, knowing the full moon was approaching. All of his senses were heightened and his emotions were completely uncontrollable. He nearly cried in the middle of transfiguration because he couldn't transform a toothpick into a needle. He could tell that this full moon was going to be a terrible one. The wolf inside him wanted to maul itself for not finding human blood.

Tonight was the night of the full moon and Remus was nervous. Severus knew his secret and swore not to tell anyone but Remus himself was still scared.

He made his way down out of the Ravenclaw common room. He waited for Professor McGonagall who would escort him to the shrieking shack. It would be a lie if he said he wasn't nervous. Despite knowing deep inside that he would be locked inside the shack, he was still afraid; what if he escaped? What if he bit someone? He would be executed by the ministry. He would be ostracized.

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Remus was taken aback by the appearance of the shrieking shack. It was flawless. Of course the journey had been hard, he was exhausted and his muscles wanted to give up halfway through. He persevered, had he stayed in the dormitories, he might have bit Severus. That would have been terrible. Absolutely terrible.

Remus had qualms about transforming here. He silently stripped his clothes off- at home he would leave them where the wolf wouldn't be able to find them (the wolf inside him would destroy them because they smelled like human). Off came his cloak, his shirt, his trousers and then his briefs. He stood in what appeared to be the master bedroom, looking for a lockable cabinet to store his clothes in. He'd be damned to have a professor see him naked, let alone his peers.

Shivering from the sudden cold, Remus realized how hard this was going to be. At home while he prowled in the basement, his mother would always offer reassuring comfort- she'd tell him that he wasn't the monster the wolf was. That alone made the transformations decrease in pain.

Remus looked out the window and saw the moon peek out from between the clouds. It was about ten in the evening and as the first spasm hit his body, he screamed. His bones snapped, lengthened, and shrunk, causing the pain to magnify. It was terrible- the pain was worse than laying on a bed of nails (not that Remus had tried that) and Remus kept on screaming. Finally the wolf took over and found a small human scent. It smelled like fear. If wolves could smile, that's what Remus would be doing.

The wolf found the clothes that Remus had hidden away. With a last burst of consciousness, Remus tried to stop the wolf but it was no use- his clothes were destroyed.

That's when all hell broke loose for the werewolf.

A/N: Sorry about the short chapter guys. I just felt this would be a good place to end off and besides I have a major chemistry test tomorrow and I really need to focus on that. Thanks for reading!