Tale of a Female Werewolf

Tale of a Female Werewolf

Pert 3

The Ride to Hogwarts

By: Lavander Blues

Disclaimer: You should all know it by now.

A/N: Sorry about the last part. I know it's kinda hard to understand, considering I wrote it in the middle of the night and everything… No, this is NOT; I repeat not a romance fic between Remus and Amanda. I was thinking about writing one IN the years when Remus, James, Sirius and everyone else was at Hogwarts, but his is not it. But I haven't made up my mind yet. Just Read and enjoy. Oh yeah, and Review. Thanks. On with the story…

Amanda walked though the barrier between platforms 9 and 10 to get to platform 9 and ¾. When she passed though the barrier, she thought she had never saw so many people packed into on place in her life! There were people of all ages. She walked along looking for Harry, who said he would meet her there. As she walked along a short, kinda chubby boy accidentally bumped into her.

Boy: Oh, I'm sorry, I was just looking for my toad, which always gets away so easily.

Amanda: Oh, that's okay, don't worry about it.

Boy: Hey, you're new here aren't you?

Amanda: Yes, why?

Boy: Well, you just look kinda lost and I've never seen you before.

Amanda: That's because I kinda am lost. Um, I'm looking for Harry Potter. You wouldn't happen to know where he is, do you?

Boy: Um, no I haven't seen him yet. He should probably be here soon, though. I'm Neville Longbottom. You?

Amanda: Amanda Ookami. Pleasure to meet you.

She took Neville outstretched hand and shook it. Her dad was behind her, suddenly with all of her school things in a big trunk (a/N: ahhh, Trunks) and a little cage with a beautiful kitten. It had slivery-white fur, like Amanda's hair and the same deep blue-green eyes. Amanda turned around and jumped, not noticing he was there.

Amanda: Oh, daddy, you scared me!

Dad: Oh, sorry sweetie. Come on, we have to get you on the train.

Amanda: Okay.

She turned to Neville who was still standing there.

Amanda: It was nice meeting you, Neville. Hope to see you around. Bye.

Neville: Yup, bye.

Amanda picked up her cat's carrier and walked over to the train with it. Her dad followed her, but tripped over someone else's abandoned trolley on the way. Amanda walked over to see I her father was okay, which he was, and then turned to the direction it came from, only to see Draco and two big idiots standing beside him, acting like his bodyguards. They were sniggering like nut cases. Amanda started to walk in their direction, her eyes gleaming dangerously in their general direction.

Amanda: What the big idea, Malfoy?

Draco: *in between singers* What do you mean?

Amanda: I know it was you who pushed the trolley over to where my father could trip on it, I'm not as stupid as I look.

Draco: Really, I couldn't tell. I mean, you're hanging out with Potter and company. Everyone knows how big of an idiots they are. I mean, they'll probably rub off on you.

Amanda couldn't put up with his crap anymore. She was so blinded by rage that she didn't realize when she punched him in the face. She was about to kick his sorry ass, when Draco's father came up and grabbed her by the waist, while Draco went to hide behind his goonies, cluching his bloody nose.

Lucius: Excuse me, what is going on here.

Amanda: Let go of me before I bite you! I will, don't tempt me!

Lucius: Oh, no you won't. You leave my son alone.

Amanda: Well, then tell him to leave me alone!

Lucius: No, my son will do what he wants. Now, if you don't mind, go back to where you came from.

Amanda: *struggling* Let go of me, then.

Lucuis let go of her and she walked up to Draco slowly.

Amanda: You better watch your back, Draco. You'll get what's coming to you.

With that, she turned and walked away, over to her father, who was standing all of 2 feet from the whole little 'scene'.

Dad: Amanda, your going to get yourself expelled before you even start school. I don't want to see you do anything like that ever again.

Amanda: Sorry, dad. They walked back over to Amanda's stuff, picked it up and put it in an empty compartment in the back of the train.

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About fifteen minutes later, Amanda was having a few last words with her dad before the train left.

Dad: now, please, stay out of trouble this year.

Amanda: Aw, dad, where's the fun in that?

Dad: I'm serious Amanda.

Amanda: I know, I will.

Dad: And once a month, we'll be ' visiting your mother' for about three days.

Amanda: Yeah, I know

Dad: And, please don't tell anyone about your… uniqueness. Only the teachers need to know, which only Dumbledore does, like I promised.

Amanda: I never tell my friends, they just, find out. They're smarter than they look.

Dad: Don't worry, you won't have any problems with this school, I hope.

Amanda: Oh, I won't. Well, I should get on now. Bye dad.

Dad: Bye. Write me an owl as soon as you get there!

Amanda: I will.

She walked up to the train and got on, just before the doors were going to close.

Amanda: I love you, dad.

Dad: Love you too, sweetie. Now go, before it leaves. Have fun!

Amanda: I will, bye.

She stood by the door, which was now closed and watched as the train left the station. She felt kinda empty, like she usually did at the begging of a new school year or at any new school, because here dad was the closest person to her, and she didn't have anyone else to tell her problems to. The train left the station, and she watched as the platform disappeared from behind her. She walked into the compartment where her stuff was, to see Ron, Harry and Hermione all sitting and talking, wondering about the new DADA teacher amongst many other things. She went to join them in their conversation.

Amanda: Hey guys, how's it going?

Hermione: Oh, hey Amanda. I was wondering whose trunk that was. And also the very beautiful cat on top of it.

Amanda: That would be mine. My dad got her for me on my birthday.

Amanda walked over to her trunk and cat carrier. She opened it up and let the little kitten out. She picked her up and walked over to where Hermione was sitting, and sat down next to her. The little kitten walked around on their laps and purred while rubbing against Hermione's robes.

Hermione: Oh, she's so precious. What's her name?]

Amanda: I haven't decided on one yet. I was thinking of something along the lines of tsuki or tami-chan or something like that.

Hermione: What language is that?

Amanda: Japanese. Tsuki is Japanese for moon and Tami is Japanese for Shadow.

Hermione: Why don't you name her tsuki-chan, because she kinda does look like the moon.

Amanda: You think so too. How odd. Yeah, you know what, I will name her that. Thanks Hermione.

Hermione: Any time. So, when was your birthday?

Amanda: August first.

Hermione: That's odd.

Amanda: Why's that?

Hermione: Cause Harry's birthday is on July thirty-first.

Amanda: How odd.

Harry and Ron, who were still talking about school and had started to talk about Quidditch. A slivery-white lump on Ron's lap suddenly interrupted them.

Ron: AUGHH!!! WHAT IS THAT?!?!

Everyone started at Ron, at his lap and then back at him. Harry and Hermione started to laugh while Amanda was wondering how the little kitten got form her lap to his.

Harry: *laughing* It's just a cat, Ron. Geeze, get a grip.

Amanda: Oh, tsuki-chan! Leave them alone!

Hermione: *laughing also* Well, you got quite a scare, huh Ron.

Ron: *bright red* I wasn't scared.

Harry: Right. Just like you weren't scared when your were tied up with Professor Lupin and Wormtail, when we had the slight dilemma.

Ron: That was totally different.

Hermione: True, but still.

Amanda: What was so bad about that.

Harry: Well, the fact that we were with Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew amongst other things kinda crept us all out.

Ron: But being tied to a werewolf is totally different.

Harry: Yeah, so.

Amanda: *startled* Professor Lupin is a WEREWOLF?!?!

Harry: Yeah, why?

Amanda: I don't know. It just kinda strikes me as odd. You know, a werewolf teaching at the school. That s kinda strange.

Harry: Yeah, but he's really cool. It never really bothered me.

Amanda: Oh… I see.

The rest of the train ride, they talked, and talked, and talked some more. But the whole time, something nagged in the back of Amanda's mind. ' Professor Lupin is a werewolf.' When they got to the school, the four of them piled out of the train waiting for a horseless carriage to take them to the school. The whole time, Amanda still was thinking the same thing. Professor Lupin is a werewolf.

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When they were finally inside the school, Harry, Ron and Hermione showed her the inside of the school. She was amazed at some of the stuff that she never got to see before, considering she had only been to Dumbledore's office and that was about it. They walked into the great hall, and Hermione told her which tables were which.

Hermione: Over there is where the Slytherins sit. The two in the middle are the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables and the one over there is the Gryffindor one. Which reminds me, which house are you going to be in?

Amanda: Um… when I was here last, Professor Dumbledore told me just to sit at the back and wait till the end of the sorting. I was wondering why, but he never told me. He just smiled and his eyes kinda twinkled. I hope I'm not going to be the center of attention. I hate being the center of attention.

Hermione: You're probably going to be a Gryffindor. I hope you are. I would be nice to be able to hang out with someone besides Harry and Ron all the time.

Amanda: I hope I'll be in Gryffindor too. From what you guys have told me, it sounds far by the best.

Hermione: Well, the sorting is about to start. I should go sit down. See you soon, I hope.

Amanda: Bye.

Amanda went to stand at the back of the room, by herself, listening to all the little first-years conversations.

Boy: I hope I'm in Ravenclaw or Gryffindor. They sound really good. How about you?

Girl: I want to be in Hufflepuff or Gryffindor.

Boy2: Why Hufflepuff?

Girl: Cause it sounds like fun.

She listened to all of the little conversions and paid no attention to which house the new students were in. Every once in a while, though, she heard Gryffindor, or Hufflepuff or the names of the other houses.

Finally, the were down to the last student.

P. McGonnagall: Zerhide, Don.

The little boy walked up to the hat and sat down. HE put the hat on his head. It took a minute or two, but finally the hat called out.

Hat: Ravenclaw!

The Ravenclaw table cheered wildly. Maybe it was because they had gotten the last new students or had the most that year, but Amanda was able to think about it for long, because suddenly, Professor Dumbledore stood up to say something. The whole hall fell quite at this.

Dumbledore: Congratulations to all the new students and I hope your happy with what house you've been put in. Now, before we start the feast, we have one more new student. She has transferred from Beauxbatons, the school in France, as you should all know, considering there were some students here from that school last year. She will now be sorted into one of the four houses. I would like you all to welcome Amanda Ookami.

Amanda walked forward with many eyes staring after her. She though it was like they've never seen a transfer student before. Went she got up to the front of the gym, Professor McGonnagall handed her the Sorting hat. She sat down and placed it on her head. Suddenly, she couldn't hear anything that was going on outside the hat, only what the hat was thinking.

Hat: hmmm…. Hmmm… very interesting. Very interesting indeed. Very bright. Also very brave. Has a great urge to make friends. Hmmm… You would make a good Gryffindor or Hufflepuff. I see a slight chance of being a Ravenclaw or Slytherin, but not as great as the first two houses I mentioned. Wait, I think you would be best in…

Amanda: Yes, what?

The hat suddenly yelled something out. Amanda didn't exactly hear it, because she was too anticipated about knowing which house it was.

Hat: GRYFFINDOR!!!

Amanda got up, stunned, not knowing where to go, until she noticed the whole Gryffindor table cheering wildly. She smiled to herself, got up from the chair and walked over to where Hermione was sitting. She had saved a seat for, like she knew she was going to be a Gryffindor.

Hermione: Welcome to Gryffindor!

Amanda: Thanks. I was hoping wildly that I'd get to be here.

Hermione: I know. You should have seen the look on your face when you were walking up to the sorting hat. You looked so solemn, yet so excited.

After about ten minutes of the Gryffindors welcoming their new member, Professor Dumbledore stood up.

Dumbledore: Well, now that the sorting is settled, I'd say we should get started feast.

As Dumbledore sat down, food appeared on all the golden platters in the middle of the table. They all ate happily as Amanda just listened to some of the conversations going on around her.

Fred: WE have to win the cup again this year. For the lack of a team last year, we've got to win it this year.

Angelina: Well, of course were going to win, I mean, come on. We have the best seeker of all the teams, and nothing can stop us from winning the cup again!

Hermione turned to Amanda, who was in a sort of daze, taking in her surroundings. She looked kind of lonely.

Hermione: Hello, earth to Amanda?

Amanda: Oh, sorry Hermione. Yeah?

Hermione: What are you thinking about.

Amanda: Oh, just how I'm gonna get though another year of being me, how many times I'm gonna be late for my classes this week and where I'm gonna get lost in this big school.

Hermione: Oh, don't worry. I'll show you around the school a little bit tomorrow during lunch.

Amanda: Ok, thanks.

Everyone talked and talked, and talked some more until the end of the feast, when Dumbledore stood up again to say a few more words after the tables were all cleared off.

Dumbledore: What a great feast that was. Now, I would like to say a few more things. Due to our 'mishaps' with all of the other Defense against the Dark Arts teachers, I will be pleased to tell you that one of our favorite teachers has come back to join us this year. Without further ado, I'd like you all to welcome back Professor Lupin.

There was a shocking silence for a second. Everyone suddenly started to whisper to each other, Professor Lupin? But I thought he was a werewolf? But to stop all the whispering nonsense, the Gryffindor table started to cheer loudly, following the Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws and finally, Slytherins. After about 5 minutes of this, Dumbledore started to speak again.

Dumbledore: Yes that's what I was expecting from all you who loved Professor Lupin as a teacher so much. Now, on to the rules. For all of you who are new at Hogwarts, I suggest you don't go near the Whomping Willow, unless you want to lose a limb or an eye. Also, please do not enter the forbidden Forest unless a teacher tells you otherwise. And now, since we all look so tired, I suggest we go to bed and look forward to classes tomorrow. The Prefects in your house will lead you to your dormitories. Good night.

Everyone got up and left the Great Hall in one great swoosh of people. Harry, Hermione and Ron led Amanda to the Gryffindor house, and showed her a few other things on their way. Amanda, too tired to notice, just nodded and kept walking. When they got to Gryffindor tower, Ron and Harry went up one flight of stairs, while Hermione led Amanda over to another.

Hermione: so, what did you think of the feast.

Amanda: It was interesting.

Hermione: Yeah, Dumbledore's speeches are always interesting. Well, here's our dormitory.

Hermione showed Amanda into a door that had '5th year girls' marked on it. Inside were four four-poster beds with curtain like sheets (A/N: I don't know what their called and how many 5th year girls are in Gryffindor) tied up on the front. Amanda climbed into one of the beds, which was soft and comfy. She looked out the window to see the half moon shining brightly in the now clear sky. She just stared for about ten minutes, then spoke again.

Amanda: Oh, what a nice view.

Nobody answered her. She noticed they had all fallen asleep, so she too, got ready for bed. Just as her head hit the pillow, she fell asleep…

A/N: Woah. This is one loooonnnggg part. The next part will probably be up tomorrow or Monday. Now that you have read this part of my story, please review. Please?