The Tale of a Female Werewolf
Part 2
Diagon Alley
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. J.K Rowling does. I own Amanda Ookami, and that's about it.
A/N: For anyone who was wondering, Ookami is Japanese for wolf. I thought it would be suitable for her and all and also the name kinda fits, if ya get my drift.
Amanda was walking down Diagon alley looking for Flourish and Blot's, the bookstore, to buy the list of books Professor McGonnagall had given her. She had gotten to meet all of her teachers when she went to Hogwarts with her dad the previous day. Amanda thought they were all pretty cool, but her favorite one seemed to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Apparently, he was the teacher two years ago, and everyone was very fond of him, so Professor Dumbledor called him back again. His name was Professor Remus Lupin. She had only just talked to him for a second, but there was something about this one teacher that reminded her of… well… herself.
Anyway, as she walked down the alley, looking for the store, she accidentally ran into a boy about a few inches taller than her. He had messy black hair bright green eyes hidden behind round glasses and was short and slim, like her. But what caught Amanda's eye the most was the thin lightning- blot scar on his forehead.
Amanda: Oh my gosh, your harry Potter, aren't you?
Harry: *sarcastically* What was your first clue.
Amanda: Sorry, it's just, I've never met a single famous person in my entire life.
Harry: Don't worry about it, I get it all the time. I mean I don't like it, it gets annoying. As long as someone doesn't ask me for an autograph, I'll be fine. I've had enough of that from last year.
Amanda: Oh, well there goes that idea. *Harry gives her a look* Joking, joking. Geeze, you really think I'm that stupid?
Harry: Sorry… what's your name?
Amanda: Amanda. Amanda Ookami.
Harry: Well, you already know my name. So now that we're aquatinted, are you an exchange student or something?
Amanda: No. I've been transferred here from the school in France, Beauxbatons.
Harry: Oh, what school are you going to.
Amanda: Think about it, Harry.
Harry: Um, Hogwarts.
Amanda: Yeah. You go there too, don't you?
Harry: Yeah, why do you ask?
Amanda: Oh, I just went in there yesterday with my father and this one teacher was walking around gripping about stuff like 'another year with Potter and his stupid little gang' and so on. It was kinda odd.
Harry: Well that would be Professor Snape. Hey, you wouldn't happen to know who the DADA teacher is gonna be this year, do you?
Amanda: Yes, why?
Harry: Because, I was kind wondering whom it was. Can you tell me?
Amanda: No, I'm not suppose to, sorry.
Harry: Oh, why not?
Amanda: The Person wants to keep his identity a secret.
Harry: Oh, mysterious. I hope he's as cool as Professor Lupin was.
Amanda: *acting as if she didn't know who he was talking about* Who?
Harry: Professor Lupin. He's this really cool teacher I had back in third year. He had to leave though, after the Sirius Black incident.
Amanda: Who?
Harry: Sirius Black. He's a convicted murderer.
Amanda: Ohhh… him.
As Harry and Amanda talked, the alley got more and more crowded. Suddenly, out of nowhere, two people appeared beside Harry. One was a tall, red- headed, long nosed boy and the other was a short, brown haired girl.
Boy: Hey Harry, we've been looking all over for ya.
Harry: Sorry Ron, I was just talking with my new friend here.
Girl: *notices Amanda* Oh, hello there. I'm Hermione Granger. Who may you be?
Amanda: I'm Amanda Ookami, pleased to meet you.
Ron: I'm Ron Weasley.
Hermione: Come on, let's show you around. *starts to drag off Amanda*
Harry: Hermione, let go of the poor girl.
Amanda: No, don't worry about it, Harry.
Ron: Come with me, Harry, I've got something important to tell you.
Harry: Okay. We'll be right back.
Harry went off with Ron for a second, while Hermione dragged Amanda down the street.
Hermione: So, where are you from?
Amanda: France. Actually, I was born in Japan, but the last place I lived was France.
Hermione: Ohh, so your last name is Japanese?
Amanda: Yeah.
Hermione: Well, what does it mean.
Amanda: Um… wolf.
Hermione: Really, it doesn't sound like a word that means wolf. It's sounds more like cherry blossom or something.
Amanda: Cherry Blossom is Sakura.
Hermione: *blushing* Oh. Sorry.
Amanda: It's not your fault. So, what is Hogwarts like?
Hermione: Well, it's big.
Amanda: Well, I know that. I was there yesterday. I meant, as in teaching wise?
Hermione: Oh, well, it's hard if you don't study and try to take more than 7 classes.
Amanda: How is that possible?
Hermione: Well, it's kinda hard to explain.
Amanda: Okay, never mind then. What's defense against the dark arts like?
Hermione: It's based on the teacher. Last year and the year before was fun, but the teacher never stays for more than one year. Some say the job is jinxed.
Amanda: Well that's hardly believable.
Hermione: Why do you say that? Even though I totally agree with you, why?
Amanda: Well, I'm not suppose to tell anyone.
Hermione: You can trust me.
Amanda: Okay, the teacher this year has been the teacher before.
Hermione: Well that helps. Wait a second, I can get this. Let's see… Professor Quirrel, the one in first year, he died. Professor Lockheart…
Amanda: You had Gilderoy Lockheart teaching at HOGWARTS?!?! Wow.
Hermione: Don't bother with that. He's just a big lying git. Anyway, he tried to make Harry and Ron lose their memories of the Chamber of Secrets, but Ron's broken wand backfired on him, and he now can't remember a thing about his life. And lasts year's teacher, Mad Eye Moody, who wasn't exactly him, died after confessing about the whole Triwizard Tournament mishap last year.
Amanda: Woah, maybe the job was jinxed. Weird.
Hermione: So, that would leave Professor Lupin who had left on his own personal reasons. Is he the DADA teacher this year?
Amanda: Wow, you're smarter than you look. Just promise not to say anything.
Hermione: I promise, but I just have this one thing to say.
Amanda: Yeah?
Hermione: WOOOHHOOO!!!!
Just then Draco Malfoy walked up and gave Hermione his usual look of disgust.
Draco: What are you woo-ing about mudblood, this'll probably be your last year at Hogwarts with you- know- who back and all.
Hermione: Go away, Malfoy. I don't need any crap from you.
Draco: Where's Potter and your little *mockingly* boy friend?
Hermione: Ron is not my boyfriend and their whereabouts is non of you business.
Draco: Who's your little friend there. Hope she's not as stupid as Potter was, wanting to hang out with you Gryffindors instead of me and the other normal Slytherins.
Amanda: If I wanted to hang out with an idiot like you, I would have hated Harry from the minute I met him, and went to look for someone like you. But do you see that happening? I don't. Why the hell would I want to hang out with you, I'll never know. Now go away before I sick my father, who is just so conveniently in the pub, on you for bugging me.
Draco: Woah, sorry.
Draco left without looking back at where Amanda and Hermione were standing. Hermione turned to Amanda in shock at how quickly she got rid of him.
Hermione: wow. No one's ever bitched him out that much before.
Amanda: Oh, well, usually I'm not like this. It's just that time of the month for me…
Hermione: *not knowing exactly what ' this time of the month meant'* Oh, I'm like that too. I hate being a female at times, for obvious reasons, but oh well.
Amanda: Well, sometimes I'm glad, for personal reasons.
Before she had to go into an explanation why, Harry and Ron both showed up again.
Harry: Hello girls, what were you talking about?
Hermione: The way Amanda just got mad at Draco.
Ron: That's not very hard to do.
Hermione: Whatever. Come on, came we go get our books now. My parents let me have a little extra money so I could go and get some new ones for extra reading.
Harry: How many is some?
Hermione: Oh, I don't know, 10.
Ron: Oh yeah, 10 is some.
Hermione: Shut up Ron!
Amanda: Okay, can we just go, cause I got to go back to my house in 2 hours.
Harry: Yeah, you guys, were suppose to meet your parents back at the Leaky Cauldron in an hour, Ron.
Ron: Oh, all right, come on.
The three of them walked off towards Flourish and Blots, still talking to Amanda about what school was like and everything else like that. Amanda just walked with them taking it all in, feeling warm inside for finally having friends again, hoping this one would last longer than all the others…
A/N: Um… I hope you like it. I might do a different version of this story, seeing how many people want it to be a romance with Remus. But, if I do, I'm warning you. I don't like romance and I can't write them, so it won't be that good.
