I watched the wolf's yellow teeth come down at me

I watched the wolf's yellow teeth come down at me. I was shaking horribly, 'cause lets just face it: I was pretty damn scared. The teeth approached my arm, and almost bit. They would have, if it weren't for the pegasus, which nudged the wolf's head out of my way. I scrambled up as soon as I had the chance, and ran over to it. My leg swung over its back, and it started to run. Three wolves ran in front of it, and the pegasus got scared. It reared on its hind legs, and knocked me off onto the ground. I landed in the mist of four wolves, which moved closer, and closer. I backed farther away until I hit a tree and couldn't go any farther. One wolf came in for a bite. I rolled over, but I wasn't good enough. The wolf had got me, right on the ankle. The cut was no bigger than a paper cut but it was there. I didn't care about that right now though. Right now I cared about getting back up to the castle alive, and that's what I planed to do.

I stood up quickly, and ran. I ran in the direction of Hogwarts. My pegasus followed my lead and ran with me, I jumped on it's back and we flew. The wolves followed on the ground, and my dad's words from last year echoed threw my head,

"If they want to travel the forbidden forest that's their business; as long as," he continued "they don't come crying to us when they're almost eaten by a werewolf."

I managed to push them to the back of my mind, and focused on getting to Hogwarts. It was only about 30ft away, and I knew we could make it. I didn't want to pass Hagrid's cabin, because he'd know that something was up. So we took the detour around to the back of the school. The wolf pack didn't chase us after we passed the school boarder.

I snuck back into the school through the kitchens, after tying the pegasus up at the door. The clock read half past nine, so it wasn't too late. The feast would still be going on, but for some reason I didn't feel like going down (gee, I wonder why?). I went straight upstairs to the Gryffindor tower, nervous and exhausted. I said the password and went inside to the common room. Here is what I was greeted with.

"Where the bloody hell have you been?!"

It was Hermione, using language that she seldom used, reserving for appropriate occasions.

"Sirius is so pissed." Said Harry seriously. "He was afraid you'd been murdered or something"

"Almost." I muttered quietly

"You were gone all day, were did you go?" asked Jamie, her eyes were narrowed angrily.

"I was in the forest." I told them.

"You are so dead." Ron shook his head. "Wait 'till McGonagall gets her hands on you. You had the teachers in a total state of panic."

"I'd be more afraid of her father." Said Jamie.

"Where are they?" I asked quietly, (Yeah, I knew that I was in deep shit here).

"Your mom went out looking for you. The rest are here." Said Hermione through a straight lined mouth.

"Look I'm sorry." I apologized. "I was in a very bad mood this morning. I went to cool off, and I kind of over slept. Trust me I got more than I bargained for out there." I nonchalantly rubbed my ankle with my other foot.

"Well at least you're not hurt." Said Harry.

"Right." I said, now I was lying through my teeth, and I knew it. "Listen I'm gonna go get my lecture now, instead of waiting till tomorrow."

I turned on my heal and left through the portrait hole. I started walking towards the D.A.D.A room. The door was locked, but a simple spell took care of that. Now the question in my mind was, did I really want to face these guys tonight? They'd definitely be pissed. The decision was an easy one to make. I decided I didn't want to see them tonight. I turned around and went back to the common room. My friends had all gone to bed, so I didn't have to face them again.

The next morning I got the lecture of a lifetime, and my parents and their friends grounded me for two months. That is the only bad thing about having your parents working at your school. They can ground or punish you whenever they see it fit. I guess I really shouldn't be complaining though, seeing as this was the first time that they'd ever grounded me. Anyway, I was not allowed to go to Hogsmead, I couldn't go down and visit Hagrid, I couldn't go to quidditch matches, and I couldn't date. As you can see, they were pretty mad.

After they stopped being mad, they started being worried. They kept asking me if I was ok, if I needed anything, and I kept saying that yes I was alright, and no I didn't need anything. Lying through my teeth again. I didn't know why I wasn't telling them, but I just wasn't. I knew they wouldn't care, but that didn't stop me from lying to them about something very serious.

"So," said dad, when he was finished with his half of the lecture. "Is this clear?"

"Crystal." I answered.

"And you're sure, you're ok?" asked mom.

"Very, can I go now?"

"Sure, but remember. You're grounded." Said dad. It was when he said that, that I knew that he was partly enjoying this.

"I know." I said over my shoulder.

The week after my little exploit classes started up again. Everyone came back, and soon I was known as 'the runaway'. I didn't really care, seeing as it was easy to ignore. The hardest part was explaining to Dean that I couldn't date for two whole months ("What!!" He screamed). He took it pretty well, but was still a bit put out.

Finally (on the second day back) I got back into my groove, and I was my old self. I started goofing off in classes again, and torturing teachers, things like that. One day in D.A.D.A I blew up a desk, so I wasn't surprised when Remus rolled his eyes and, asked to see me after class. When the rest of the class filed out I stayed in my seat. Remus locked the door, and came to sit down next to me.

"Sorry 'bout the desk." I said innocently.

"That's fine." He raised his eyebrows. "Is there anything else you want to talk about?"

"Like what?" I asked. I knew perfectly well what he wanted to know, but for some reason I still wouldn't talk. I wanted to, but I wouldn't.

"Anything that happened the night you were grounded for?" He asked again.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I was going through a mental battle. I couldn't make my mouth speak the words. It just wasn't happening. Anyway it was only a nick, only the wolf's tooth touched me. I'm not a werewolf, I told my self.

"Aphi let me see your ankle." Remus said this firmly, and I knew he meant business. I humored him and pulled up my left pants leg, the cut was on the right.

"The other one." He said.

I sighed and slowly pulled up my right jean leg. I hoped he wouldn't be able to see the small cut. He saw it.

"Where'd you get that?"

"Probably just a cut from a bramble in the forest." I lied. Oh, why couldn't I say anything?

Remus shook his head. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"About what?" I asked.

"What is the matter with you?" he looked at me closely. "Did you think we'd care?"

"Listen I really just don't know what you're talking about."

"Aphi I could sense it. I know where you got that cut."

"I know you do.' I said smartly. "I just told you."

He looked at me again. "I don't know why you won't admit it, but right now we're going to go have a talk with Madam Pomfrey and your parents."

"What the hell?" I yelled as he stood up. "I told you. It was a bramble in the forest."

"Listen," he said. "If that was a cut from a bramble it would have scared over by now. Yours is still open, and will remain so until you go see the nurse and have her close it. Also you're very moody right now, that happens to some people after they're bitten."

My head was whirling. I wanted to, needed to tell the truth. But I couldn't. There was something wrong with me. I was functioning on a no sense level, something that I never did. Remus started to pull me out of my chair, and I had to fight my self to stand up and go with him. We walked into the hall, which was clear, because people were in classes. Remus helped me up the stairs and into the infirmary.

"What's the matter with her now?" asked Madam Pomfrey.

"Look at her ankle." He answered.

I was feeling faint now and it took a lot of my strength to lie down on the bed. Madam Pomfrey looked at my ankle, and rubber her temples.

"This one gets into more trouble…" She mumbled.

"I have to go back down stairs." Said Remus. "I'll get Sirius and Less if that's alright with you."

"Fine, Fine." She answered.

Remus left and I fell asleep on the bed, while Madam Pomfrey hovered over me.

(A/n- Ok, for all those people who didn't want Aphi to become a werewolf, here's a thought for you: 'Maybe she isn't'. Because in my mind, those wolves were not regular werewolves. Remember how I wrote before that there were werewolves working for Voldemort, well maybe that was them…)

-Kendra Black (aka- Aphi Black, aka-Rouge, aka-Jean Grey, aka-Shadowcat, aka- Kit Jackson.)

I felt a lot better when I woke up. I found that the cut on my ankle was healed thanks to Madam Pomfrey. No one was around, and my curtain was closed. I saw signs that people had been there, because there were chairs all around. Madam Pomfrey soon walked in with food.

"Are you feeling better?" she asked. "Remus said you were having some problems down in his class room, and I closed the bite for you."

I nodded a weak yes.

"You'll be good as new by the end of the day." She told me.

"Thanks." I said glumly.

She left, seeing that she'd get nothing out of me right then. But when she left, almost every one else came in, and they all wanted to know the same thing: why hadn't I told them the truth? I asked my self that too, but I guess it didn't matter now that every one knew anyway.

"Why didn't you say anything?" dad asked me. The others looked at me expectantly, awaiting a pretty good excuse on my part.

"I don't know." I admitted. "I'm sorry, and anyway it was only a small cut. I really don't think…"

"You don't think it'll affect you." Said Saraan calmly. "But what if it does? It probably will. It doesn't matter how big or small the bite is, you were still bitten."

"Nothing will happen, and I'll be fine." I said once more. "Wasn't even a bite, more of a scratch."

"Did the wolf's tooth puncture your skin?" asked mom.

"Yeah."

"Then it was a bite." She said firmly.

They all watched me with uncertainty after this remark, waiting to see how I'd react. I sat up in bed staring them all down.

"You may be trying to deny this, but sooner or later you'll have to face it." Said Maxis gently.

"Wait until the full moon." Dad grinned knowingly. "We'll see what happens."

I scratched my ankle with my toe, knowing that every thing they were saying was true. There was nothing, nada, zip, zilch that I could do about it, and I'd have to accept it.

"You understand." Said Callisto, almost reading my mind. "Now do you want to tell us why you didn't say any thing about this in the first place?"

They were now asking for a, spill your guts confession. These were not my favorite things to give, especially after lying to everyone for a week.

"Well?" pressed Hermione.

"Listen." I said sighing. "I just didn't b-because, I guess there was some guilt involved, maybe some embarrassment. I knew I wasn't supposed to be in the forest alone, and I wasn't thinking about the date, or the moon. So yeah, it was a bit of stupidity on my part. And if Remus hadn't found out I wouldn't have said a word, and on the full moon I would have been in a lot of trouble. I knew you'd have been even madder then, but I thought you'd be mad about this, so I didn't say anything." I stopped. "I'm sorry I didn't say anything, but I couldn't."

"Did you think we wouldn't understand?" asked Jamie.

"No." I practically yelled. "Listen it was just a stupid mistake that I didn't want to admit to any one. I mean that day I was pretty stupid. I was in there alone, on a full moon, at night. I just barely got away, Blaze save my life."

"Blaze?"

"My pegasus. He flew me out of there." I explained.

They all looked at me once more. I gave them a slight smile, saying that I'd be fine. And I knew that I would too. I'd accepted it, and life would be fine.

Then there was also the feeling I had that my transformations would not be of the norm.

(A/n- More later)