Yep, kinda sleepy, but Ill write anyways. Just explaining why it might suck.
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Walker slowly opened his eyes. He blinked as a few tentacles waving in front of his eyes. He sighed as a tentacle that replaced his hands wrapped around his wand and pointed at himself and muttered the counter curse. John grinned over at him.
-Malfoy is truly an amateur when it comes to curses. Hell, it was barely more then a jinx.
-No doubt. We will have to teach him wont we.
-Damn straight.
They both changed into their robes and walked into the common room and out into the dungeons, muttering to themselves about how to get Malfoy back. They joined the rest of the students filing into the hall for breakfast. Snape handed them both their schedules as they sat down.
-Hmm, Double Potions, Charms, Lunch, Transfiguration, Break, and Dada.
-The same each week?
-Yep, glad we chose to be Aurors. It has consistency.
Breakfast appeared on their plates and they quickly dug into it. It had stopped raining, but it was still rather chilly, especially in September. They both glanced over towards the end of the table as jeering laughter sounded out. Malfoy was sitting across from one of the new first years, between Millicent and Pansy, with Crabbe and Goyle sitting next to the kid. They were all laughing as they made fun of him. They caught the terms half-breed and freak. They both looked down the table.
-Hey Walker, why are they picking on this particular first year?
-Dont you see?
-No.
Walker gestured down and John leaned across the table. A brown tail twitched behind him through a hole in his robes. The boy sat eating his food, the only indication that they noticed him was the slight twitching of his right eye as he ate, and the agitated way in which his tail twitched. John Scowled as he sat back down.
-That is not right. So the kid has a tail. Stuck up little twat. Look at the poor kid. He hides it well, but you can tell hes about to cry. He just wants to be liked.
Walker nodded in agreement. He knew the reason that John felt for the boy was because he had a particular… condition. They quickly ate their food and left, carrying their bags down to Snapes class.
-You know what; we should add him to our group.
-Then Ill feel like the odd one out, you two will have something in common. Im just some homeless kid.
-Of course we have something in common. Our complete and utter loathing for Malfoy.
-Quite right. Forgot about that.
They both walked into the dungeon and took their place at a table and began to set up their equipment.
-Wonder what potion we will start off with.
-Gonna be something difficult to make sure we studied over holiday.
-Probably something related to defense Id wager.
-Im gonna say the Polyjuice potion.
-I say ice potion.
-Is that a wager?
-I believe it is!
-Our usual bet?
-Quite right!
They both set down one Knut on the table, and talked to themselves while they waited for the rest of the class to file in. The door closed and Snape walked between the desks to the front of the class as he lectured.
-Listen closely class. The potion we will be making today is a very difficult one. I do not expect any of you to do it perfectly. You will be graded on accuracy and effort. There will come a time in your career where you might find it necessary to control a werewolf. This is what this potion is for. The instructions are on the board, and the ingredients are in my cupboard. Get to work.
He stopped in front of John and Walker and scooped the two Knuts into a pouch on his belt. The class began to get to work on the Potion, and Walker went to get the ingredients as John seethed beside him.
~_~
-This potion will need to simmer overnight, so please place your cauldron on the table to the side, and make sure to mark it clearly.
John and Walker gathered their things and walked out of class. As they walked up the steps to the main floor John burst out.
-How can he make us do that potion! It is insulting to me! Can you believe that?
-John, shut up. Someone might overhear.
They walked on in silence towards Flitwicks class.
~_~
-Cant they leave the poor kid alone. We should do something. He holds up so well, I don't want to see him cry.
-Dont worry, I have an idea John, plus I can get him back for his little curse.
~_~
-You too should practice your transfigurations extra hard tonight! You were not able to turn your tortoises into anything that looked like stools!
-Yes Professor McGonagall.
-But they are so much like stools already.
John was sitting on his desk feeding his tortoise pieces of lettuce while Walker sat with his legs crossed on his tortoises shell.
-Tomorrow I want them to have something made out of wood out of them!
-Yes Professor
-Alright Professor.
They both shrank their school bags and stuck them in their robes as they headed towards the astronomy tower.
~_~
-John, I haven't had a good fag between my teeth in so long. My mouth feels whole now.
-What, didnt they let you around the sheep?
-No, it upset them to much.
They both inhaled deeply on their cigarettes and blew smoke into the grey sky. Walker sat up and looked down towards the ground. He watches as a familiar bleach blonde head bobbed across the grounds, followed by various other heads, to a small boy with a black spiky hair.
-Thats are cue!
They both flicked their cigarettes aside and slid off the roof. They both fell through the air before Walker cast a small levitation spell, allowing him to land softly on his feet. John avoided any such spell and landed on the ground, hands in front of him, bent on one knee. He flipped his long dark hair back from his face. They both stepped in front of the smaller boy. John crossed his arms across his broad chest and stared at Malfoy.
-Id tell you to go pick on someone your own size, but you wouldn't be able to find someone who is old enough to go to this school that is.
He hiked his black jeans up to emphasize what he really meant. Malfoys sharp face flushed red. He turned to Walker.
-How did you like that lovely little surprise when you woke up, vagrant?
-A minor inconvenience. How do you like this?
Walkers wand dropped from his sleeve into his hand and he pointed it at Draco.
-Lycanthrope Psyonia!
Malfoys face turned white, and his eyes grew to the size of dinner plates. He ran back into the castle wall and cracked his skull painfully. A slight discoloration appeared on the crotch of his pants as he shrieked at some unknown thing. He turned and tried to climb up the wall, oblivious to the fact his efforts to escape were tearing his fingernails off. He finally turned and bolted towards the castle doors, screaming all the way. His gang of thugs and wenches looked at each other worriedly and ran after him. Pansy looked over her shoulder at them.
-Youll pay for this!
Walker smirked to himself as the boy and John looked at him in amazement.
-What was that!
-You learned Psionic hexes! And you didnt tell me!
Walker shrugged and turned to the boy.
-You alright kid?
The boy ran a hand through his spiky unruly hair, his eyes wide in amazement.
-Yep Im fine! How did you learn that! That was amazing! Was that really a Hex?
-Uhh, yea.
-Say kid, you wanna hang out with us. Well keep that prat Malfoy off your back either way, but you seem likeable enough.
The kids eyes grew wider if at all possible.
-Would I! Id love too! You guys are so cool! My name is Ethan by the way. Ethan Zidane.
-Im John Lycanan, and this scary fellow here is The Walkin Dude, but you can call him Walker.
-Alright! I cant wait to tell my dad that I got two new friends, and their older then me too! Could you help me with my homework sometime?
-Sure.
-No problem Ethan.
-Cool!
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Walker slowly opened his eyes. He blinked as a few tentacles waving in front of his eyes. He sighed as a tentacle that replaced his hands wrapped around his wand and pointed at himself and muttered the counter curse. John grinned over at him.
-Malfoy is truly an amateur when it comes to curses. Hell, it was barely more then a jinx.
-No doubt. We will have to teach him wont we.
-Damn straight.
They both changed into their robes and walked into the common room and out into the dungeons, muttering to themselves about how to get Malfoy back. They joined the rest of the students filing into the hall for breakfast. Snape handed them both their schedules as they sat down.
-Hmm, Double Potions, Charms, Lunch, Transfiguration, Break, and Dada.
-The same each week?
-Yep, glad we chose to be Aurors. It has consistency.
Breakfast appeared on their plates and they quickly dug into it. It had stopped raining, but it was still rather chilly, especially in September. They both glanced over towards the end of the table as jeering laughter sounded out. Malfoy was sitting across from one of the new first years, between Millicent and Pansy, with Crabbe and Goyle sitting next to the kid. They were all laughing as they made fun of him. They caught the terms half-breed and freak. They both looked down the table.
-Hey Walker, why are they picking on this particular first year?
-Dont you see?
-No.
Walker gestured down and John leaned across the table. A brown tail twitched behind him through a hole in his robes. The boy sat eating his food, the only indication that they noticed him was the slight twitching of his right eye as he ate, and the agitated way in which his tail twitched. John Scowled as he sat back down.
-That is not right. So the kid has a tail. Stuck up little twat. Look at the poor kid. He hides it well, but you can tell hes about to cry. He just wants to be liked.
Walker nodded in agreement. He knew the reason that John felt for the boy was because he had a particular… condition. They quickly ate their food and left, carrying their bags down to Snapes class.
-You know what; we should add him to our group.
-Then Ill feel like the odd one out, you two will have something in common. Im just some homeless kid.
-Of course we have something in common. Our complete and utter loathing for Malfoy.
-Quite right. Forgot about that.
They both walked into the dungeon and took their place at a table and began to set up their equipment.
-Wonder what potion we will start off with.
-Gonna be something difficult to make sure we studied over holiday.
-Probably something related to defense Id wager.
-Im gonna say the Polyjuice potion.
-I say ice potion.
-Is that a wager?
-I believe it is!
-Our usual bet?
-Quite right!
They both set down one Knut on the table, and talked to themselves while they waited for the rest of the class to file in. The door closed and Snape walked between the desks to the front of the class as he lectured.
-Listen closely class. The potion we will be making today is a very difficult one. I do not expect any of you to do it perfectly. You will be graded on accuracy and effort. There will come a time in your career where you might find it necessary to control a werewolf. This is what this potion is for. The instructions are on the board, and the ingredients are in my cupboard. Get to work.
He stopped in front of John and Walker and scooped the two Knuts into a pouch on his belt. The class began to get to work on the Potion, and Walker went to get the ingredients as John seethed beside him.
~_~
-This potion will need to simmer overnight, so please place your cauldron on the table to the side, and make sure to mark it clearly.
John and Walker gathered their things and walked out of class. As they walked up the steps to the main floor John burst out.
-How can he make us do that potion! It is insulting to me! Can you believe that?
-John, shut up. Someone might overhear.
They walked on in silence towards Flitwicks class.
~_~
-Cant they leave the poor kid alone. We should do something. He holds up so well, I don't want to see him cry.
-Dont worry, I have an idea John, plus I can get him back for his little curse.
~_~
-You too should practice your transfigurations extra hard tonight! You were not able to turn your tortoises into anything that looked like stools!
-Yes Professor McGonagall.
-But they are so much like stools already.
John was sitting on his desk feeding his tortoise pieces of lettuce while Walker sat with his legs crossed on his tortoises shell.
-Tomorrow I want them to have something made out of wood out of them!
-Yes Professor
-Alright Professor.
They both shrank their school bags and stuck them in their robes as they headed towards the astronomy tower.
~_~
-John, I haven't had a good fag between my teeth in so long. My mouth feels whole now.
-What, didnt they let you around the sheep?
-No, it upset them to much.
They both inhaled deeply on their cigarettes and blew smoke into the grey sky. Walker sat up and looked down towards the ground. He watches as a familiar bleach blonde head bobbed across the grounds, followed by various other heads, to a small boy with a black spiky hair.
-Thats are cue!
They both flicked their cigarettes aside and slid off the roof. They both fell through the air before Walker cast a small levitation spell, allowing him to land softly on his feet. John avoided any such spell and landed on the ground, hands in front of him, bent on one knee. He flipped his long dark hair back from his face. They both stepped in front of the smaller boy. John crossed his arms across his broad chest and stared at Malfoy.
-Id tell you to go pick on someone your own size, but you wouldn't be able to find someone who is old enough to go to this school that is.
He hiked his black jeans up to emphasize what he really meant. Malfoys sharp face flushed red. He turned to Walker.
-How did you like that lovely little surprise when you woke up, vagrant?
-A minor inconvenience. How do you like this?
Walkers wand dropped from his sleeve into his hand and he pointed it at Draco.
-Lycanthrope Psyonia!
Malfoys face turned white, and his eyes grew to the size of dinner plates. He ran back into the castle wall and cracked his skull painfully. A slight discoloration appeared on the crotch of his pants as he shrieked at some unknown thing. He turned and tried to climb up the wall, oblivious to the fact his efforts to escape were tearing his fingernails off. He finally turned and bolted towards the castle doors, screaming all the way. His gang of thugs and wenches looked at each other worriedly and ran after him. Pansy looked over her shoulder at them.
-Youll pay for this!
Walker smirked to himself as the boy and John looked at him in amazement.
-What was that!
-You learned Psionic hexes! And you didnt tell me!
Walker shrugged and turned to the boy.
-You alright kid?
The boy ran a hand through his spiky unruly hair, his eyes wide in amazement.
-Yep Im fine! How did you learn that! That was amazing! Was that really a Hex?
-Uhh, yea.
-Say kid, you wanna hang out with us. Well keep that prat Malfoy off your back either way, but you seem likeable enough.
The kids eyes grew wider if at all possible.
-Would I! Id love too! You guys are so cool! My name is Ethan by the way. Ethan Zidane.
-Im John Lycanan, and this scary fellow here is The Walkin Dude, but you can call him Walker.
-Alright! I cant wait to tell my dad that I got two new friends, and their older then me too! Could you help me with my homework sometime?
-Sure.
-No problem Ethan.
-Cool!
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Review please. Ahh, Tobascco my only friend.