My apologies! I had a bit of writer's block but it's here! Please bear with me while I'm writing this story guys. I want it to be good which means it will take time when it comes to writing each chapter.

Chapter 5 – They're Just Scars

I was grateful for Transfiguration finally being over as it meant that next was potions. The downside was the Professor: Severus Snape. Now from what Remus had told me, he used to have a massive crush on Mum and well Dad bullied him for it, so I was to be incredibly careful around him.

"Walk with me to class?" Cedric asked almost protectively.

"Sure" I sighed grabbing my bag and slinging it onto my shoulder. The morning wasn't even over yet and I was already getting overwhelmed with everything. First Cedric was watching my every move like a hawk which was really starting to get on my last nerve.

"So how did you get the scars?" He asked as we started on our way to the next class. When ever some one asked me that question I tend to freeze. Molly nearly bit someone's head off for asking.

"It's a long story, I don't like to talk about it" I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear.

"I'm guessing Weasley knows" Cedric huffed. Was that jealousy in his voice? I nodded and kept walking, hoping that if I didn't acknowledge him, that he would just drop the subject. Remus had made sure to inform the whole Weasley family of my condition and gave them guidance on how to deal with me during a full moon. Being a young werewolf I could be temperamental, so he had made sure to inform them on how to deal with me in the correct way and to make sure that I don't try to scratch myself into oblivion, but it was Fred who found a way to sooth me, hence why Molly allowed just him near me on a full moon.

"It's strange the way he looks at you, like you're more than just a friend to him" Cedric continued to babble until I stopped suddenly.

"What is your problem?" I growled trying my best to keep my temper under control.

"I'm sorry?" He asked confused.

"We literally met a day ago and you're asking me all these questions, why?" I watched him carefully trying to gauge his reaction. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed carefully choosing his next words.

"I'm just trying to look out for you Michelle, I know the other Hufflepuff's are a bit off with you and I'm just trying to be a friend" He spoke quietly and quickly hiking his bag onto his shoulder again.

"A friend would respect my decision and not keep asking me questions" I rubbed my temple feeling a headache forming.

"I'm sorry, I truly am" He tentatively placed a hand on my shoulder. I nodded and started walking again. He took a few moments before catching up, probably to let me calm down. Cedric kept quiet for the rest of the walk to the dungeons and for that I was extremely grateful.

The dungeons were dark and dreary as you would expect and were almost unnerving. The torches that hung from the walls gave off little light already adding to the eeriness.

"Hey Mickey!" Fred bounded over to me a cheeky grin plastered on his face. Well it was until he saw the disgruntled look on mine "Mick what's happened?" I shook my head once again rubbing my temple, the headache from earlier was becoming more and more prominent.

"I'm fine honestly" I gave him a small smile but could tell he didn't believe me.

"What did you say to her?" Fred turned on Cedric his protectiveness kicking in.

"Nothing Weasley" Cedric ground his teeth but stood tall not letting Fred intimidate him.

"Fred don't please" I tried to get between them, but they were both being stubborn. I could see the other students starting to gather around some pushing others to get a better view of what was happening. I sighed and rubbed my forehead; I really did not need to be the centre of attention I needed to keep a low profile, and this was not helping.

"Tell me what you said to her Diggory" Fred was calm, too calm and that was not good. He was never one for getting angry and with the way he acted you would've never thought that he could even get like that but when it came to me, he turned into a completely different person.

"Fred please" I placed a hand on his arm trying to calm him. He turned to me chocolate brown eyes meeting green and I could see the calm anger brewing in them. I tried to plead with him through my eyes. It was no use he wouldn't stop until he got an answer and that's what scared me.

"I asked her about the story behind her scars" Cedric clenched his jaw not making any move to back down. My head snapped to him my eyes forming what George called my werewolf glare.

"Let me guess, she said she didn't want to tell you and you kept pushing" Fred's voice was low and threatening. I kept a tight grip on his arm my nails digging in through the fabric of his robe.

"I'm pretty sure Michelle can defend herself" Cedric's eye flicked between us before landing on my hand on Fred's arm. The look in them was almost hurt? I couldn't quite place it and it was really starting to bug me. What the hell was going on?

"Yes she can, but she doesn't need people like you asking her questions every five seconds" Fred clenched his fist and took a step towards Cedric.

"What is going on here?" A deep gruff voice echoed around the dungeon and we all turned to see a tall dark figure stood in the doorway of the classroom. Professor Snape was dressed in black robes, his hair straight and hung just above his shoulder. I swallowed my breath and felt Fred push me behind him a little.

"Nothing Professor" He spoke clearly, and I could feel the hand on my arm apply a small amount of pressure "Just a little disagreement is all". Snape's eyes watched us carefully, darting from Cedric to Fred before landing on me. He seemed to flinch when he saw me but quickly composed himself.

"Miss Evans, I see you're at the centre of this" he spoke between gritted teeth and I could now see why Remus had told me to tread carefully around him. It seemed that I was my mum's spitting image and was bringing back memories he didn't want to relive.

"She wasn't involved Professor, if anything she tried to stop us" Cedric muttered watching as Snape made his way towards the three of us.

"I see, is this true Miss Evans?" He looked down at me.

"Y-yes Professor" I stuttered feeling small and scared. I didn't look back at him but kept my eyes trained on my feet. The mantra of 'keep a low profile' running round my head like a steam train. It was only the second day and things once again were beginning to get weird. I couldn't understand the rivalry between Fred and Cedric, that really did baffle me.

"Hmmm, students please make your way into the classroom and take your seats, we have a lesson to begin" Snape observed us for a few more seconds before turning and heading into the dark room that would hold our lesson for the next hour. Before Fred or Cedric could speak to me, I pushed passed them and took a seat at one of the desks. I was starting to feel very alone even though I was surrounded by other people. George took the seat on my left, Fred on my right and Cedric across from me.

"In today's lesson we will be discussing the wolf's bane potion, can anyone tell me the other names for wolf's bane? Miss Evans?" Snape's eyes snapped to me and I felt myself shrink back under his stare. Of course I knew all about the wolf's bane potion, its what helped me during my transformations, but the weight of his stare had me drawing a blank.

"Aconite and Monkshood Professor" Fred answered for me, his hand gripping my elbow to keep me from running.

"I believe that question was for Miss Evans Mr Weasley but correct nonetheless, 10 points to Gryffindor" Snape huffed and turned back to the rest of the class to carry on teaching the lesson.

"Mick you okay?" Fred whispered his eyes watching me. I nodded and took a deep breath quickly wiping my eyes and turning to hear what Snape was saying. The lesson continued without any more questions towards myself, but I could feel the tension in the air.

Towards the end of the lesson I was starting to feel lightheaded and taking deep breaths wasn't helping. Fred must've noticed and kept an arm around my back as we made our way out of the dungeons.

"I'm just going to take Mickey for some fresh air" he informed George who nodded and set off towards the next lesson.

"Fred we can't skip lessons on the first day" I whispered suddenly panicked. The last thing I need was to be expelled or receive detention on the first day of school because I had skipped class.

"And you need some fresh air, don't argue with me on this" Fred quickly escorted me out of the dungeons and manoeuvred us through the many hallways to the clocktower courtyard. Once outside he made me sit on a bench and take deep breaths.

"Fred seriously what kind of impression is it going to give if we miss lessons?" I frantically searched his face my hands clenching and un-clenching, the signs that I was having a panic attack. Fred place a hand on either side of my face and made me look at him, his eyes were swimming with calm energy.

"McGonagall asked to see me in her office once we had been acquainted with our fellow house mates" He didn't move his hands, making sure that my eyes were on him "She handed me a note saying that we were both excused from the lesson should anything like this occur" He swallowed, slowly and steadily moving his hands from my cheeks to my shoulders.

"I didn't know that" I frowned. I knew that McGonagall had authorised for Fred to accompany me three nights a month for the full moon, but this was news to me.

"Mickey it's a week to the full moon, you always get panic attacks around this time" Fred moved to sit next to me on the bench. He was right, I did get panic attacks a week before the moon was due. They had started only a year ago and for what reason we didn't know, but Fred was always there to help me through them.

"What would I do with out you?" I looked up at him my eyes shining with tears that threatened to fall.

"Come one Mick how many eleven-year olds know how to deal with a werewolf?" He chuckled as he tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. "If your feeling up to it we can head to herbology now".

"Just give me five more minutes" I leant forward resting my elbows on my knees and my head in my hands. Taking a few deep breaths I tried to calm myself so that we could head to our next lesson.

"Miss Evans, Mr Weasley your brother said I would find you here" We both looked up to see Professor McGonagall stood a little way away from us, next to her stood no other than Percy Weasley.

"Sorry Professor, Michelle started having a panic attack as we were leaving potions, I thought it was best that she had some fresh air" Fred kept his eyes on Percy as he spoke. Percy raised an eyebrow at him, and Fred narrowed his eyes. Percy's opinion of me was very…. how could I put it? Basically he didn't like me. He followed Fred one full moon wanting to know all about my condition and how my age affected my temperament. Only he made the mistake of disturbing me when Fred had nearly calmed me down, which resulted in Fred spending a few days in bed with deep scratches and bruises form where I had attacked him. From that day neither one of us had spoken to Percy, steering clear of him as much as possible.

"I understand Mr Weasley" McGonagall gave us a small, understanding smile "If you need to take the rest of the lesson off, I'm sure Professor Sprout won't mind" we both nodded.

"Thankyou Professor" I said timidly. She placed a hand on my shoulder comfortingly.

"I know from previous experience with Mr Lupin, what these transformations and panic attacks can do to a person" She spoke softly "Please do not hesitate to come and find myself or Mr Weasley if this happens again" I nodded and smiled a small smile.

"I appreciate that Professor I really do" I bit my lip "I'm guessing that's why Fred is in most of my lesson" I had to ask, if only for some from of conformation and so I could finally tell Cedric that it was down to McGonagall. After the whole 'asking about my scars' incident the walk to potions was basically him asking me why Fred was in so many of my lessons.

"It is that exact reason Miss Evans, we felt that you would need someone who, knew about your condition and the panic attacks, with you at all times" She cleared her throat "Which is why we requested that Charlie Weasley inform Miss Tonks so that there was someone around should it happen when you were in your common room" She continued.

"We really do appreciate that Professor thankyou" Fred had wrapped an arm around my shoulders as McGonagall was speaking.

"Now I believe Miss Evans could do with some refreshment, if you could escort them to kitchens Mr Weasley" She turned to Percy, who was eyeing us both with great disdain.

"Yes Professor" He spoke through gritted teeth. She chuckled as she turned on her heel and headed back towards the castle.

"Well that backfired didn't it Percy" Fred glared at him and the saying 'if looks could kill' came to mind.

"Shut up Fred" He spat as he stalked back across the courtyard.

"So much for escorting us to the kitchens" Fred chuckled as he turned back to me. I ran a hand over my face and sighed.

"Its okay they're practically right next to the Hufflepuff dorm" I bit my lip before looking up at him. His brown eyes were shining with the mischievous glint that usually resided there.

"Well come on you heard the Professor, you need refreshment" He exclaimed as he pulled me up off the bench and towards the clocktower entrance hall. I laughed as I tried to keep up with him, my shorter kegs having to work extra hard to keep up with his long ones. It was times like these that I was grateful to have a friend like Fred.

Every Gryffindor needs a Huffle-buddy and Fred's such an over protective sweetheart! Let me know what you think :)

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters but a certain Weasley does own my heart...