Tale of a Female Werewolf

Tale of a Female Werewolf

Part 5

The first Day(and other days), Part 2

By: Lavander Blues

Disclaimer: You should all know it by now.

AN: I'm finally back into writing this story. Sorry it took so long, but Christmas shopping and stuff just sucked my will to live… kind like a Dementor, but worse. Here we go on with the story! I think it's around lunchtime or something… just R/R please! Thanks.

The little group ate lunch in the Great Hall quickly then ran back up to Gryffindor Tower to get their books. Amanda and Hermione were talking about the different schools Amanda had gone to. Well, to be more accurate, Amanda was telling Hermione about them and Hermione was just listening intently.

"And at Beauxbatons, most of the students were Veela," Amanda said. "There were a few who were just exchange students or normal humans, but most were Veela."

"Oh, Ron would love that." Hermione said, amused.

"Yeah," Harry piped up. "Surrounded by lots of lovely Veela all day, falling in love with every one of them."

Ron just gave Harry and Hermione a death glare. Amanda giggled at Ron's so called 'death glare.'

"What's so funny, Amanda?" Ron asked, coldly.

"Your death glare makes you look like a fish!" she replied though laughter.

"Hey, Amanda's right!" Hermione added. "It does!!"

Ron gave them a bigger 'death glare' while Hermione and Amanda turned and walked away, still laughing. Harry walked beside Ron, trying to hold him back from trying to kill the girls, even though he probably wouldn't. They got up to Gryffindor Tower, got their books and walked back down towers their next classes.

"Well, I got to go this way now," Hermione said, turning left from where they were. "See you in DADA."

"Bye, Hermione," Amanda called after her.

"See you," Harry called.

"I'll get you back for that comment earlier," Ron added.

"Whatever Ron," Hermione called back.

As Hermione left, Ron and Harry showed Amanda the way up to the Divinations room. They were the first ones there when they entered the classroom. Soon after the rest of the class entered, and then all hell broke lose. Well, not really, just the hell of Divinations….

"Welcome, class to another year," Professor Trelawny said. "This year we will be working more in depth with crystal balls (AN: I'm sorry, I had to…) and starting with Tarot Cards and moon charts."

Amanda sunk into her seat paling. Moon charts… crystal balls, oh this is gonna be one hell of a year…

"Now, everyone," she went on. "Please get out your copies of Unfogging The Future and we will begin on page 150."

The class all got out their books and turned to the page. It was titled Fifth Year: Crystal Ball Gazing. Amanda looked down the page in despair. She hated silvery white objects, she hated Divinations and she hated this teacher so far. Amanda could tell she was a total fake, even though she was no good at Divinations. Professor Trelawny told someone in each group to get a crystal ball for their table and started helping people "see" the future. She came to Harry, Amanda and Ron's table about fifteen minutes into the lesson to help with the gazing.

"Oh, yes... I see," Trelawny said, looking into the crystal ball with Amanda. (AN: haha. Get it? See? She's a seer!! Hahaha! I kill me!)

"What do you see?" I asked impatiently. "All I see is a big silvery white orb which I wouldn't mind dropping on the floor and breaking at this moment."

"Oh, dear, you must not have the making for a true seer." Trelawny told Amanda, with slight disgust in her eyes. "But, here I see… the full moon… and your standing with your friends walking into the castle, laughing."

"What?" she asked, looking into the orb. "That can't be right!" But she saw the exact same thing as Professor Trelawny.

"What do you mean by 'that can't be right' my dear?" Trelawny asked.

"Oh, nothing…" Amanda said, trying to cover what she said up. "But I did see what you saw. Maybe I do have the making to be a seer."

"Maybe you do dear." Trelawny said, giving her a weird look. "Now, let us have a look at your near future, Harry, dear."

The class went on like this. She totally flipped out when she saw Harry's future. Something about dying by a werewolf or something… I paled slightly, but thankfully no one noticed. She also predicted Harry's death a few more times before class was over. It seemed that by the end of this year, Harry would be dead about a hundred times over at the rate she was predicting…

As Amanda, Ron and Harry left the Divintions room, Harry looked really glum.

"Why," he started. "Oh why oh why oh why did I pick this class?"

"Only you know Harry," Ron said, trying to comfort him. "But get over it because we have Defense Against the Dark Arts next."

"Oh right!" Harry said, suddenly brightening up. "With Professor Lupin! What fun."

"SO, what is Professor Lupin like, anyways?" Amanda asked. "Or, what are his classes like?"

"Well, the last time we had him," Harry started. "The classes were really fun. We always had experiment type thingys with Boggarts and other Dark Creatures."

"Oh, sounds like fun." She said, watching as Hermione came rushing towards them.

"Hey, guys, wait up!" She cried, running up.

"Oh, hello Hermione," Amanda said, looking at her out-of-breath friend. "How was Transfiguration?"

"It was fun." She said, cheerfully. "The most fun I've had in years."

"Oh, well, tell us about it later, cause we have to hurry to class." Ron said, slightly jealous that Hermione was a year ahead of them in Transfiguration.

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"Welcome class, to another year of DADA," Lupin said, a slight smile playing on his lips. "After last years little… incident (everyone turned to Harry and back to Lupin)… well, lets just say that Professor Dumbledore wants a permanent Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Now, this year, we will be learning about 'you know who'." He said with the little quotation things. " Or as Dumbledore would like you to call him, Voldemort, and how to defend yourself against him. Now, could you turn in your books to page 10 and we'll start our first demonstration…"

The class all turned to the page Professor Lupin had told them to. It was all on several precautions to be taken when a dark wizard is sending fear around the world. IT had history of Lord Voldemort, people he had killed, people who had survived from his attacks, his downfall amongst other things. Most of the class groaned while looking at the page.

"Now, now." Lupin said. "As much as I know you would all love to start the year off with something exciting, well, we need to sart on this right away. But, I promise, by the end of this week, we'll be learning some interesting ways to keep yourself protected from Voldemort." Most of the class flinched as Lupin said his name. "Sigh. This is gonna be one long year."

"Si?" Harry asked.

"Rius?" Ron said, right after harry.

"Black?" Hermione added. "Where?" The whole class shrieked at the mention of Sirius' name.

"One really, really long year." Amanda said under her breath.

"Now, can we please get on with the lesson?" Lupin said looking around the classroom. The rest of the class they discussed stuff about Lord Voldemort. And at a particular point, they started talking about the unforgivable.

"So, you have done them, right?" Lupin asked the class.

"Yeah, we did them at the beginning of first term last year." Harry said.

"Um, Professor," Amanda said quietly. "I never did them at my school…"

"Oh, I see." He said. "Well, I guess we could just have a run-through of them again. Can anyone tell me what they are." Half the class put their hands up.

"Yes, Neville?" Lupin asked the forgetful boy.

"One of them is the Cruciatus curse," he said quietly. "Another is Avada Kedavra but I can't remember the other one…"

"Anyone else?" Lupin asked, sounding like he didn't want to be one the subject of the unforgivable. "Hermione?"

"Imperious curse." She said.

"Okay," he said. "Thank you Hermione and Neville. Can anyone tell me what they do?" This time only a few people raised their hands. It seemed as everyone really hated this subject.

"Yeah, but I would rather forget," said Dean from the back of the room.

"Oh, I see." He said. "Well, how about we just get back to this work at hand." The class went on and by the end, we had no homework because they had did it in class as a discussion. At their next lesson with him, they learnt a few difficult charms to keep away most evil from the house.

The next few weeks were quite interesting. In Potions, Amanda easily became Snape's favorite student. He thought that she was really intelligent for her age and not a thing like Hermione. While the rest of the class worked on boring things that she already mastered in her other schools, she got to work on more difficult seventh year type Potions. In divinations, the class was hell, because, well we'll get to that later. Arithmancy was fun, but slightly hard, Transfigurations was a living nightmare, as was Astronomy. Charms and Herbology were okay, and DADA was just as fun as Potions. But all to soon it was the day before the full moon. It was a Saturday afternoon and Amanda, Hermione, Harry and Ron were all siting in the corner of the common room doing their Astronomy homework.

"Do you have any idea when Polaris is?" Harry asked Ron.

"Oh, come on Harry!" Hermione said. "Polaris is the northern star, which is the brightest star in the sky."

"No it's not," Ron said.

"What?" Hermione asked. "Of course it is!"

"Actually, it's not Herm." Harry said.

"Which one is it then." Hermione asked with both annoyance and interest in her eyes.

"It's Sirius," Ron said.

"Really," Hermione said. "I was always told Polaris was."

"My god," Amanda suddenly burst out. "I can't take this class anymore. All this star charts and crap. I mean, come on. Who cares that Sirius is the brightest star in the sky. Who cares if the full moon is tomorrow! Who really cares!"

"Um, no one said anything about a full moon, Amanda," Hermione said.

"I know, I was just making a point." She covered up quickly.

"Oh," Hermione replied.

"Speaking of moons," Harry said. "We have to do that moon chart for our fortunes for Divinations."

"Don't remind me," Ron said regretfully. "I should have never taken this class."

"I should have never let you drag me into that class." Harry retorted.

"I'm glad I dropped that class." Hermione said happily.

"And I've got to go." Amanda said to her friends.

"Where are you going?" Hermione asked.

"To visit my mother," She said, slightly paling.

"Oh, why are you going now?" Ron asked.

"Because my dad can only take three days off at a time, working for the ministry and all," she said, trying to sound believable. "And well, this is the time he chose to take off. I have to go get my stuff." She closed her books and ran up to the girls' dormitory. She was grabbing a few things she would need for the few days she was going to be gone when Hermione walked in.

"Amanda?" she asked. "Is there something wrong?"

"Besides the fact that telling you that I'm visiting my almost dead mother is only partially true, nothing." She said, sarcastically.

"Well, what else are you going to do?" she asked.

"Well," she hesitated. "I can't tell you. Not yet, anyways… I just need a little time."

"Okay," she said, looking slightly hurt. "Just whenever you need someone to talk to, I'm here, okay."

"Thanks Hermione," she said, going over and giving her a hug. "Thank you. Thank you for being such a great friend." She and Hermione walked down to the front hall together where Amanda met her dad and Professor Dumbledore.

"See you on Tuesday, Amanda." Hermione called.

"See you." Amanda called back as she walked out the door with her father and Professor Dumbledore.

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AN: Okay, I know this part kinda sucks but I just couldn't really think of anything to write. Hehehe. I hope you liked it. Review please. Thanks.