Werewolf in the Girls' Dorm


The author feels that by the third chapter, she no longer needs to state that she does not own Harry Potter. Therefore, you, the reader, should not consider this to be a disclaimer.
If you cannot sleep at night unless you have read disclaimers in fanfics, then you can consider this to be a disclaimer.


Chapter 3: The Kitchen Suspicion

Unlike what Remus was thinking, Cecile was bringing him to his room because he looked utterly exhausted.

'Why would a Hogwarts professor have such shabby robes and so little belongings? Also, why doesn't he have a place to stay or any money? I wonder if he's just pretending to be a professor...'

Remus grew edgy each time Cecile glanced at him; she seemed to have the same piercing expression on her face as Professor Snape. Remus thought that if she stared at him long enough, she would see straight through him.

They reached a room at the end of a hall. "This is your room now. There's a smaller hot tub across the hall that you can use. If I catch you in the big hot tub again, I'll make sure Carrie makes your death slow and painful." She smiled a bit, and opened the door to the room. "You should get some sleep. You look worn out."

Remus sighed in relief. She wasn't going to kill him. "Thank you." Then, Remus's stomach rumbled. "Do you think I could get some food?"

"There should be some leftovers in the kitchen. Follow me."

When Remus saw the kitchen, he was surprised at how homey it looked. At one end, there was a sofa and computer, and the table in the middle was rather long. 'They must have used magic to do this.'

"So, are you going to poison my food or beat me with a frying pan?" Remus asked, a slight smile on his face.

Cecile glared. "Actually, I was going to bake you alive while you slept, then serve you with breakfast tomorrow."

Remus gulped. A very large part of him believed her. Everything that came out of her mouth was serious and seemed to hold a secret promise that he would regret every entering Kanwa House.

'She's very threatening. I just hope she doesn't get Carrie to slice my head off while I sleep.'

"So, did you go to Hogwarts?"

'Maybe I can find out we have something in common...'

"Yes," Cecile said as she warmed his food with a wave of her wand. "I was a Slytherin."

'Well, that explains it.'

Remus smiled his usual charming smile. "I guess I'm your enemy, then. I was in Gryffindor."

'I wonder if she'll think my smile makes me cute...'

Cecile snorted. "I thought so. Only a Gryffindor or Hufflepuff would be scared in a girls' dorm. A Ravenclaw or Slytherin would take full advantage of it." She put Remus's food on a ceramic plate and placed it in front of him. "Let me get you some utensils."

Remus wondered how she would know the reactions of Ravenclaws and Slytherins in girls' dorms when she crossed over from the other side of the kitchen, utensils in hand.

What she gave Remus made him jump. 'Silver...'

Cecile's eyes widened as a small smirk crossed her face.

"What's the matter? Aren't you hungry?"

Remus shook his head as his stomach growled. The overpowering smell of food was unbearable.

"Your stomach says otherwise, Lupin."

Remus shivered. 'The way she said my name... It was so cold. She must have been one of Snape's favorites.'

She got up from the table. "Well, if you don't like silver, we've got some plastic utensils in one of those drawers. It could be mixed in with some silver; I don't really remember. I'm off to bed." She practically skipped away as Remus tried to remain calm.

'I can't let her know. She'll tell everyone, and they'll kick me out for sure. Everyone has, even Harry...'

Remus opened the various drawers and found the plastic utensils in minutes. They were not mixed with any silver at all. They had actually been hidden behind walls of Tupperware containers in a cabinet.

'I just hope she didn't pay much attention when she was being taught about werewolves...'

A small voice in his brain laughed and whispered to him, 'Fat chance!'

Remus groaned and ate his meal, all the while planning how he would escape without any of them knowing that a) he was no longer a Hogwarts professor and b) he was a werewolf.



Okay, okay. It's another short chapter.
Sorry, but I have to finish up my homework and go to sleep soon.
Chapter 4 should be longer, though.
I think all the chapters after this will be longer.
Just be glad that I have a long winter break, and I plan to really work on this fic.
~Yoshi Girl Snape