Chapter five

The present

'Hermione, is studding on that white wolf the only thing you do?' came Ron's voice, as the walked down threw the fields on their way to where they saw the white wolf last. Hermione, who was looking pretty proud of herself marched in front of the three, clearing her throat for her next statement towards Ron.

'For your information, Ron, I am rather interested in this wolf, so is Professor Lupin. I want to find out everything I can about them as possible.'

Harry, who had seemed awfully quiet today gave a small cough out of nowhere, attracting both Ron and Hermione's attention. Ron looked to him, about to say something, but Hermione got there first and cut off his words.

'Got a cold?' Hermione asked.

Ron looked to their right, where they saw the one and only Cho Chang, with some other girl with bright green hair. He immediately rolled his eyes and nudged Harry in the ribs hard; who made him clutch in slight pain.

'Oh bloody hell, not Cho again…' mumbled Ron, who wasn't near as happy as Harry was at seeing her. Hermione rolled her eyes and looked back to Harry.

'She's a complete pig Harry, I don't get how you could like her, when we can't even stand the sight of her.' Said Hermione. Ron shook his head thoughtfully, before raising a finger.

'Hah, forget the sight, I can't stand the thought of her!' said Ron.

'Considering the thought,' Hermione nodded.

Harry seemed to be ignoring what his friends were saying and was more concentrated on Cho's face. She was so pretty in his eyes, despite the fact she was Chinese. It was no different to him; she was still Cho – the prettiest girl he had seen – apart from the newly arrived Gryffindor. Jacs. He felt like he had emotions running in both directions, not knowing which one to go for. Should he go for the older Chinese Ravenclaw, or the younger cute Gryffindor?

'Blah makes me sick to watch him, come on Hermione.' Ron pushed Hermione away from the Gazing At Cho Harry and headed down towards the entrance of the dark forest.

'Wait you guys.' came Harry's voice, beginning to follow them. He could hear Ron in front of him saying something about Cho compared to Jacs, but didn't quite get all of what he was saying.

Once down at where they were yesterday, Hermione sat down on the cold grass and made herself comfortable with a rather large book, one book both Harry or Ron hadn't seen before.

'Another book?' mumbled Ron, pointing to the book, which she was holding. Hermione looked up from it and raised an eyebrow at him.

'Yes, it is. Lupin lent it to me, he said it has almost everything in there about white wolves.'

Ron was heard to be mumbling something like "bloody hell" at Hermione's new book, while Harry found it amusing to watch her be obsessive. As she turned to the first page, Harry felt a little chuckle inside build up.

'You're so obsessed with them, when you've only seen one. Why's that Hermione?' asked Harry. She looked up from the book again and stared plainly at him with nothing on her face.

'Well, for starters, they are quite an interesting animal, and they are so beautiful and rare. I have never seen one before, only in the muggle world, and they look very different from one another there,' she said, not taking her eyes off of Harry, 'you should read about them, very interesting.'

She took the book off of her lap, and placed it down on the grass so it was in view of all three of them.

'There, look at that picture.'

She was pointing to a large painting of a White Moonlight Wolf, looking up to the stars, standing on a large rock with water surrounding it. The wolf's eyes were pure crystal blue eyes with the tint of sparkle in them like they saw yesterday with the other wolf.

'It says here, The White Moonlight Wolf, more commonly known to wizards and witches as the white wolf is an elegant, brave creature who takes pride in itself. Other then being thought to be known as a killer or a powerful dark creature, there are many ways that make this animal extremely special. One of the first most known reasons is that a white wolf is known to stop pain, which a werewolf transformer will receive when transforming or retransforming. That must be why Lupin likes them so much, they help stop the pain when he transforms and retransforms into and back from a werewolf!' said Hermione, pointing down at the picture of the white wolf.

'Wait,' Ron paused, looking at both of his friends. 'That's what Malfoy said today… how'd he know that?'

'I wasn't sure if he was telling the truth or whether he was trying to pay out Lupin,' said Harry. 'Obviously he's right…'

'But,' Hermione started, looking up to both Ron and Harry. 'Sense when does Malfoy read about them?'

'Who knows.' Sighed Ron.

'Read on, Hermione,' said Harry, looking down at the picture, 'how does it do it?'

'How the white wolf does this is almost unknown. It seems that if a white wolf is lucky enough to be around when a human is beginning to transform or when a werewolf is retransforming, all the White wolf will do is walk over to the creature and sit by it. Not moving or making a sound until it can feel the pain rebounding from the creature. It will then howl at its loudest and allow pleasant vibes or feelings float around the creature, causing the pain to go and allow the human to transform into a werewolf without pain, or a werewolf transform back into a human without pain. Sometimes even, if another werewolf or creature wounds a werewolf, it is able to heal its pain by doing the same thing. White wolves and werewolves have a close bond to one another, and will never harm each other.' She took a breath and looked back up to Harry and Ron.

'So that's why he likes them so much.' said Ron. Hermione nodded then turned the page.

'There's so much in here you should read, it's so interesting.'

'Read the other specialties then, like, about how it's two different creatures or something.' Said Harry, sitting down at the side of the book.

'Ok, I was just about to read that any way…here it is here.

The white wolf is not just one creature. It is commonly two, within rare occasions three. These other forms can be eagles, mist/fog or even sometimes-invisible forms. It is impossible for a human or werewolf to be one, not even with transformation spells. The white wolf blood has to be in the creature to be a white wolf. There has never been a record of any sort of witch or wizard to be a white wolf, never.'

'I was thinking,' Hermione went on. 'That the other night when we were in the library… you know how we heard whispers and you said you saw fog Harry? That might have been the white wolf, informing us about that girl we never went back for.' She hissed, causing Harry to gulp.

'Oh, you mean the Vampire?' Ron told her sarcastically. Hermione glared up to him, her hazel brown eyes almost looking fearful.

'Be quite Ron… yes, if it's fog, I think that it was –'

'That fog last night,' said Ron all of a sudden, 'it must have been the wolf!'

'Duh Ron! Just what I was about to say,' Hermione nodded, 'she must have been watching us, and Lupin and Snape. And now that Lupin's saved her life and I've helped her, she's sure to come back when needed.'

Ron's eyebrows rose at her and laughed a little.

'What makes you think that?'

'If someone helps or saves a white wolf in any way, no matter is human or creature, the white wolf will sure pay them back somehow. Whether it is helping them out when needed or giving them something special in their thanks. The white wolf is an amazingly smart animal, ten times smarter then a muggle monkey. See now?' she asked.

Ron only nodded a small bit before joining Harry on the grass next to Hermione. He had the feeling he would have to spend the rest of his lunchtime listening to Hermione's obsession with the white wolf. Harry laughed a bit at Ron's bored expression.

'So how do you think the wolf will pay you back, Hermione?' asked Ron, having a quick glimpse at the book. She looked up to him with a thoughtful look, not entirely sure on what she was going to answer him with.

'I'm not so sure on that one. It will sure pay Lupin back too, seeing that he saved her life last night. But I'm not sure what she could give me?'

'Hi guys....'

Harry looked up from Hermione's book, to see the pretty blonde Gryffindor student standing before his eyes, her big black cat sitting in her arms. She looked now tired, exhausted and not to mention dirty. Harry however couldn't help but snigger a bit at her appearance, before pushing himself up so he could look her in the eyes.

'Why hello Jacs... trouble in Herbology I suspect?' Harry asked, predicting his answer was right by the vacant expression now overtaking her usually bright face. She groaned loudly, before clutching Bob harder; almost hard enough to make him meow.

'You wouldn't believe that bloody Collin Creevey... he is the biggest show off in the world... even more then you say Malfoy to be.... all lesson, ALL bloody lesson, all he did was talk, chatter, shout and show off. Verbally and physically. Ginny and I tried to get his Buguloisus plant to snap his fingers off, but instead it snapped Ginny's bow off... Collin then tried to show off again by receiving it out of the bloody plant - WHICH mind you never happened.... Argh, shoot me if I ever bother going to another Herbology class again.'

As Harry laughed, Ron looked up to Jacs with another one of his famous vacant expressions printed across his face.

'He's that bad?'

'Yes,' she sighed. 'That bad.'

Jacs eyes now left Harry, and looked down to where Hermione was reading a large dusty looking book. Letting her curiosity get the better of her, Jacs knelt down next to Hermione to try and get a closer glimpse of the book.

'Whacha reading?' she asked casually, not in the mood for picking a fight with Hermione. Hermione pointed out where it said white wolves, and then looked up to Jacs' face.

'We just had Defense against the dark arts. Professor Lupin was teaching us about white wolves - I'm just getting my knowledge right.' she told her briskly. Jacs however simply nodded, before looking up to Harry and Ron with a disturbed look falling upon her face. Ron laughed, while Harry smirked.

'Interesting.' Hermione went on, looking like she was completely on a different planet. Jacs then stood back up, with her large black cat remaining in her arms. She then went to open her mouth to Harry and Ron, but was interrupted by a rather loud howl - coming from the trees not far in front of them. Hermione jumped, whiles Ron, Harry and Jacs stared wide-eyed to the entrance of the dark forest. There, Harry could make out a white fluff ball standing, looking towards the four of them. She then made another howl, causing Jacs' cat to fly out of her arms, and jolt off into the direction of the oversized thorn bush not far from where they were standing.

'Oh shit guys!' Jacs growled, beginning to run off into the direction of where her cat was running. 'I'll talk to you all later - BOB, BOB GETBACK HERE!'

Harry spun from watching Jacs run off after her cat, to the white wolf at the entrance of the dark forest.

'Look Hermione, over there! It's your white wolf!' whispered Harry, pointing over to the same spot where the same white wolf appeared yesterday. There she was, standing in the exact same position and looking the same, the only difference was that she was still wearing Hermione's ripped cloak part.

'She looks to be fine.' whispered Harry.

'Yeah, she does.' Said Ron.

'Come on Harry, Ron, come down with me to her, I want to see her closely again. And this time pat her, her fur is prolly the softest thing you've ever felt.'

Hermione began to walk slowly down to the white wolf, which sat there looking like she was waiting for them to come down. Then Harry and Ron followed her, Ron not looking entirety happy about what she was making him do.

'Hello again, is your paw alright today?' asked Hermione, who lent down on her knee to talk to the wolf. The wolf gave one nod, then looked back to Hermione with something in her mouth. Hermione didn't hesitate putting her hands near the wolf's mouth. After Lupin's lesson, she felt quite optimistic towards the wolf.

'What's that?' snorted Ron.

Hermione opened up her hand, and surprisingly the wolf dropped whatever was in her mouth into her hand. Hermione's eyes widened at what she saw lying in her hand, before she swung around to both Harry and Ron – showing them what she had in her hand.

'Oh…look at this!'

There, in Hermione's hand was a black necklace with a tiny crystal charm on it. It was, one of the prettiest things Hermione had ever seen, and she had seen many. She then placed the necklace around her neck, and made sure the clip at the back of the necklace was done up.

'This is for me?' Hermione asked, having the crystal charm in the palm of her hand. The wolf once again did one small nod then looked up to her again with her crystal blue eyes. The charm in her eyes caused Hermione's heart to melt right there. After getting a long and close inspection of the wolf's eyes, she saw little blue wave patterns within her eyes.

'You have my greatest thanks and respect, I've never been given something as nice as this!'

'Now we know what to get her for her birthday…' Ron whispered to Harry, a little tone of sarcasm building up.

Hermione reached her hand out and patted the wolf once again, which the wolf didn't seem to mind at all. As the long strands of pure white silk slipped threw her fingers, she closed her eyes and allowed the pleasant feeling of the wind threw her hair feel noticeable.

'Come on Ron, Harry, pat her. Her fur is soft as remember?'

Harry lent down next to Hermione and began to pat the wolf like Hermione was once doing; noticing that the wolf's eyes seemed to squint at he touched her.

'Yeah, she is rather soft, never felt something this soft.'

Harry's eyes suddenly met with the wolf's, and both didn't take them off of one another. To Harry, it was like; they both had looked into one another's eyes before, but not as friends, as something way less. There was something about the wolf's looks that reminded Harry of someone, but he didn't have a clue who.

'Hermione, doesn't she remind you of someone?' he asked.

'No? Not really… why?'

'No reason…'

Harry moved back from where he was leaning and took his hand off of the wolf's head. He had seemed rather quiet this year. Both Ron and Hermione suspected it was because of the death of Sirius Black, or even Cho maybe. So they had tried not to mention any thing to him about it, and hopped that maybe sometime he'd go back to being normal.

But Harry had thoughts now circling his head. About Lord Voldermort, Sirius Black, even Cho, and now this white wolf. He didn't want to make it Hermione or Ron's problems, so he tried to keep them to himself.

'Ron, now you pat her,' Hermione said, pointing at Ron to lean down and pat her.

'Hah, no bloody way am I touching that thing! She'd snap my legs off!'

'Oh Ron, don't be stupid. If she hasn't done it to either me or Harry, she's not going to do it to –'

'Excuse me, Potter, Granger and Weasley…?' came a cold dark voice behind them.

Hermione, Ron and Harry all froze on the spot, while the white wolf's ears shot back like the day before when she saw Fang. It was Snape, wearing his usual black robes and cloak, and this time he was holding a goblet of some sort in his hand.

'Why, are you three down here at the entrance to the dark forest…? You do know it's out of bounds? You should of known that six years ago.' He snapped at them. Snape obviously hadn't realized that the wolf was there, or he might have said something. 'And Potter, I thought I were to meet you for detention…?

'Er, we're real sorry sir.' Pleaded Hermione, attracting Snape's attention off of Harry and to her.

'We, forgot sir.' Said Ron.

'We saw something down here sir.' Added Harry.

Snape now finally looked pass them to see the female white wolf sitting in front of them, with her ears back so far, it almost looked like she was terrified.

'You're down here, with a white wolf? Have you lost your minds? Do you have any idea on how dangerous and deadly these things are? Get away from it right now!' he spat at them, giving them a deadly glare saying to move away from the wolf.

'But sir! You don't understand, she's good! She's not like other white wolves! She was just repaying me for helping her! Even Professor Lupin said –'

'I don't care what Professor Lupin said; his opinions and thoughts are completely different to mine. And I am a teacher, and I am telling to listen to me, fifty points off Gryffindor for not listening in the first place –'

Snape's growling was suddenly cut off by the white wolf's sudden howl, almost louder then the one she did the day before. Snape took one step back from her, and glared once again at Ron, Hermione and Harry.

'I'm telling once again, get away from that creature! She's going to attack you!'

'It won't harm you! She's –'

'MS GRANGER, when I tell you to do something, I expect you to do it!'

Hermione looked up to him again then back to the wolf, when it let out another loud howl again.

Ron blocked his ears every time the wolf howled; it was so loud that it caused his years to ring.

'What is she doing?' whispered Harry to Hermione, who was ignoring Snape as well as she was.

'It doesn't like Professor Snape telling us to back away, she wants us to stay!'

Snape's face now curled at the fact none of the three students were listening to him, they were more worried about the wolf, which he thought was something they should get away from.

'That's it; I've had enough, the three of you. Up to Headmaster Dumbeldore's office now!' He spat again. Before Hermione could answer, once again the wolf howled out at Snape, who took another step back from it.

'I say, what's going on here?' rang out Lupin's voice, coming from behind them. When Snape turned around to see him, Lupin's eyes looked over to see the white wolf, which had just finished another howl.

'Take these three up to Headmaster Dumbeldore's office, now! They have disobeyed my orders after I have repeated them to them!' he hissed, pointing towards Hermione, Ron and Harry. Lupin's eyebrows rose at the sight of the three of them, Ron standing and Hermione and Harry sitting with a white wolf – the one with the black cloak part on her paw.

'It's the wolf from last night, she doesn't seem to be harming them Severus – '

'Not the bloody point!' he growled, getting eyebrows raised from all four at the sound of him swearing, 'get them off to the office, NOW! Stop trying to protect them; they're breaking the rules! He's Harry, he's not his father.'

'Professor!' called out Hermione. Lupin looked back to the wolf, whose eyes never left Snape. He then sighed and looked down to the three students, and closed his eyes. Ignoring the statement Snape had just stated, he looked up to the three students and shook his head.

'I'm sorry Ms Granger, you'll have to do what Professor Snape says…'

As soon as the wolf heard what Lupin had just said, she backed away from the students and Professors and dashed off into the dark woods, so fast she wasn't in sight after ten seconds. Snape looked now sourer then the students had ever seen him before.

'She's gone!' whispered Harry.

'Yes, and so should you be. Gone, to Headmaster Dumbeldore's office!' Snapped Snape again.

Hermione sighed and stood up, followed by Harry and Ron.

'Ok, we're coming Professor…'

Harry only turned back once, to see Snape moving off into the dark forest with the smoking goblet in his hands.

'Like I said the last time I was here, can't play sides with you Harry. I can't cover you up all the time just because of the friendship I has with your father. So this time, I'm not going to even try. Sorry for being such a cold heart right now, but I need to stay within Professor Snape's good books. What were you three doing down there anyway?' Lupin asked kindly as the four of them walked on to Professor Dumbeldore's office.

Harry went totally quiet; looked like Lupin couldn't help them out of trouble, or didn't want to.

'We, went down there to see the wolf again Professor, I just wanted to see if she would come back again…' mumbled Hermione, who had her head hung in shame at the fact she was the one who got them into trouble.

'Professor Snape only came when, when the wolf gave something to Hermione,' said Ron, looking towards Hermione who had the necklace around her neck. Lupin looked down to Hermione with one eyebrow raised. His mood now seemed slightly lifted, compared to his mood a few seconds ago.

'She gave you something?'

Hermione reached down to where she had the necklace hidden within her top, and pulled out the small crystal necklace the wolf gave her.

'Yes, she gave me this, in thank you to helping her the other day.'

Hermione held up the crystal necklace to show Lupin, which he didn't look too surprised at.

'Ah, told you Ms Granger, she did do something good for you, and once you do something good for them, they'll never forget it, and when you're in trouble they'll know.' He said, stopping in front of Dumbeldore's office.

'Sherbet Lemmon…' he muttered, waiting for the stairs to appear. When it did, Harry could feel a cold shiver fall down his spine. Had he gone too far already? Was he going to get expelled?

'Come now, Harry, Ron and Ms Granger.'

The three Gryffindor students followed Lupin's lead up the staircase, Harry dangling at the back of the line. Ron noticed his nervous expression, and mouthed to him, 'Don't worry about it.' Once up in Dumbeldore's office, Dumbeldore looked at the four of them threw his half mooned glasses and welcomed them in. He looked like he always did; old wizard clothing and cloak on, a little slanted wizard hat and silver moon coloured hair reaching down to his back.

'Ah, Harry, Ronald, Hermione and Remus. How can I help you?'

'Headmaster sir, Severus said for me to bring these three up here to you, apparently he says they didn't listen to him when he told them to back away from the, white wolf –'

'Ah, right. So it was you three who found her yesterday?' asked Dumbeldore, who was now looking at the three friends. Ron and Harry fidgeted a bit, while Hermione tried to remain confident in backing up the innocents of the white wolf.

'Yes, Professor. We were coming out of Hagrid's when – '

'We saw this white wolf come out of the dark forest, and she came over to us and allowed Hermione to pat her – '

'Then Fang came and attacked her, and she only scratched him back, and like, now everyone's thinking she was the one who attacked him and want to kill her for it!' Ron was the last to finish after butting in on Harry. Dumbeldore merely rose his hand and whispered to them,

'Ah, so, what was the problem today?'

'Oh, I can fill in that one Headmaster sir,' said Lupin softly, 'seems, the other day, Ms Granger helped the white wolf when Fang attacked her, and in doing so, today the wolf came back to thank her. It's the nature or the animal sir. Then Severus came and told them to back away, which got the wolf angry because it hadn't finished thanking her. That was the story Headmaster, hope you understand.'

Dumbeldore smiled slightly at them then nodded his head.

'I understand, Remus. I do know of the white wolf, and I don't believe she will attack anyone – I trust your words of wisdom last night are true. You three are fine to go, I'll have a word with Severus when he comes in next, which should be – '

Dumbeldore's predictions were right, Severus Snape walked through the door and into his office. He looked like he had been running to Dumbeldore's office rather then walking quickly. In one hand he held an empty goblet, in the other was a piece of paper.

'Ah, hello there, Severus.'

Snape looked down to Lupin and the three Gryffindors with a sharp and deadly glare, then back to Dumbeldore.

'Headmaster sir, a word, may I have with you?' he asked.

Dumbeldore nodded slightly, then looked back to Lupin and the three students. His heart-warming smile was enough to convince Harry that he wasn't in trouble, and that he was still remaining at Hogwarts. He couldn't help but sigh with relieve, before Dumbeldore nodded.

'Time you all went back and enjoyed your lunch. Severus, did you want Remus to stay?'

'No,' Snape said almost immediately. 'I don't see much need…'

Lupin didn't mind the fact that Snape didn't want him around; after all he didn't want to be around Snape either. Not knowing what Snape was talking about, Lupin nodded at Snape and looked back to Dumbeldore.

'I understand, good day to you headmaster, Severus.'

Lupin walked to the exit of Dumbeldore's office with Harry, Ron and Hermione following close behind him. When the door was closed, Snape took a step forward to Dumbeldore and held up the piece of paper he was carrying.

'Now, Severus, tell me of your news…'

'She tried it, again Headmaster sir. That potion isn't brewing quick enough.'

'Thank you so much Professor for getting us out of that mess,' thanked Hermione, as they reached outside again. Lupin's eyes slightly narrowed then allowed himself to hang his head slightly.

'I didn't really get you out of it, I only told him the truth…but please, I have to assure you, that is the last time ever I do it. I'm a Professor again, and because of that, I can't keep helping you three…' And those were the last words he said right before he moved off down the corridors, away from Harry, Ron and Hermione.

Ron's nose scrunched up at Lupin's words, before turning to Harry and Hermione.

'What's his problem? Mental that man is.'

That night, in the Gryffindor common room, Hermione sat reading her white wolf book, which Lupin had given her. Random Gryffindor students walked around and talked, while some sat studying and doing homework.

Not far from where Hermione was sitting, Ron, Harry and Jacs sat. Jacs was continuously attempting to remove the knots from her black cat Bob, while Harry held it down and Ron began moaning about Hermione and how the only thing she ever says is white wolf.

'If I hear the words white wolf from Hermione again,' whispered Ron to Harry, who was away from Hermione, 'I'll bite my arm off. I'm of sick of her being so obsessed with these things, thought the rules were more important to her then a silly old wolf? We've had more points taken from Gryffindor then we've ever coasted… someone should tell her she's getting over obsessed.'

'She talked my ear off at dinner,' Jacs told, struggling to cut off of a rather large knot. 'Not like anyone cares. She's wasting her time I reckon – who would sit in the common room, in their spare time and read and write about a female wolf – when Lupin told her and the class that you didn't have to write about them.'

'Lupin has you doing white wolves too?' asked Harry, continuing to hold down the oversized black cat. Jacs sighed sarcastically after pulling another knot off of her cat.

'Unfortunately yes. Thought it was safe that we learnt how to arm ourselves… I think pointing out Snape's pimples in potions is much more entertaining then listening to Lupin's tired voice.'

Jacs words caused Ron to bust out laughing; almost scaring her cat from Harry's lap and off ups the wall. He turned to Jacs, a wide smile spread across his face.

'You do that in Potions?'

'Yeah, Ginny, this snotty Hufflepuff girl and I did it last lesson. We spotted about ten – TEN! It was fucking wrong, gross, ew, as if! We were going to suggest pimple cream – but the ruddy wimp chickened out on me right before I asked. Was funny while it lasted.' She sighed, her eyes closed while she plucked another knot from Bob's fur. 'Silly cat… ran right into the thorn bush, fully of bloody knots now… if it wasn't for Collin Creevey¸ I may of never gotten him back!' she shouted sarcastically, shaking her head from side to side.

Harry laughed at her words, right before having Bob almost scratch his eyes out. Jacs hissed, tapping Bob on the head with a brush.

'Naughty kitty!' she hissed. 'Ah… I'll never get these fucken knots out… you're going to look like Pansy when you're finished!' Jacs shook her head, continuing to brush.

Ron looked up from his Potions homework that he had just opened up to, and itched the side of his face.

'You met Pansy?'

'No – but she looks like a slut. She has the hair of this girl I use to know when I attended Muggle schooling. The only word to describe Pansy is slut. S-L-U-T!'

'Are you a muggle born?' asked Harry, focusing on her pale blue eyes

'Yes,' Jacs said thoughtfully, plucking yet another knot. Harry then looked away towards where he saw Neville, looking down at his dark arts homework like it was a million piece puzzles. He then looked back to Jacs.

'Neville says you came from Australia – how come it took you so long to get to Hogwarts?'

'Well… when I was eleven, I attended a different school. An all girls' school for witches. After my mum's work got her transferred to Australia, so I moved from that school and to some hopeless Aussie witch and wizard school –everyone was so ugly there. Then mum's job caused her to move back to London – I got to come back to England! I didn't want to go to the all girl's school again so I went for an interview with Dumbeldore and got in!' She took a breath, and pushed her notebook away from her. 'The catch up work for five years is bullshit though… I'm almost threw year one and two, but three and four I'm going to do next month.'

'Woah,' coughed Ron, who hadn't seen someone this smart other then Hermione. 'You were able to catch up on two years work?! That's amazing! You're like, the cool version of Hermione!'

'Na,' Jacs said shaking her head. 'Any version of Hermione would be insulting – I'm Jacs!' she clapped her hands together, giving them a joyful smile. Harry blushed a bit when he saw Jacs' cute smile fall revealing to him, but looked away. Ron however, was giving him the look reading; She so likes you Harry… you'd better like her because she is God compared to Cho – God Harry!

Harry gave a bit of a smirk to Ron, but gave the look to him reading; Give her time, I only met her a day or two ago.

'Is she all there in the head?' Jacs asked suddenly, glaring across the room where Hermione was studying madly. Ron shrugged a bit, and turned from being in sight of Hermione.

'I'm trying to work that out as well.'

'How could you study that long…? It's almost as puzzling as why Snape keeps venturing off into the dark forest with this smoking goblet.' Nodded Jacs, who was now trying to turn her cat over on its back so she could brush its belly. Her words caused both Ron and Harry to now pay even more attention to her words. It seems other students had seen Snape going off into the dark forest with his goblet – not just Hermione, Ron and Harry.

'You've seen him?' asked Harry.

'He left our class the other day, just to go down there with this goblet. He left this really ugly Slytherin girl in charge, and I tried to blow her up – BUT that's not important. Yes, I have been seeing him go down there with that goblet of his. Why do you think he keeps going down there?' she asked, to no one in particular.

'Wait, speaking of which,' said Harry, 'remember the other night, when we saw that girl? You don't think, that the reason it came to the entrance of the dark forest to tell us about her, do you?' he asked, causing Ron to think. Jacs however looked to both Harry and Ron blankly.

'You saw a what?'

'The other night, Ron, Hermione and I went down into the dark forest to replace these ingredients I accidentally knocked over in Snape's office. We saw this girl down there –'

'We're not entirely sure she actually was a girl though,' Ron went on. 'We think she was a Vampire!'

Jacs looked as if her face had gone white. She quickly looked away from the two friends, and began to carry on in brushing Bob.

'A Vampire?' she was able to say. 'What… like, brown hair and red eyes?'

'Black hair – and I'm not quite sure on what the eye colour was.' Harry stopped, looking towards Jacs who now looked much quieter then before. 'But I really doubt she was a Vampire. Do you think Snape's going off down there to look after here? I mean, when Snape was saying a girl was ill to Filch the other night, he could be meaning her? And the potion he keeps making, the one with the flowers, it's only for Vampires. Maybe that girl really is a Vampire…'

'Na,' Jacs said casually. 'He's prolly on drugs. Goes off in there to set traps for the white wolf. Although, you know how the white wolf seems to keep coming out to greet you two,' she asked, ignoring Hermione who was still reading in the background, 'do you think she's trying to warn you both about the girl? The one that you saw the other night that is. You never know, she could just be some lost muggle girl, and the wolf is trying to warn you about her?'

Both Harry and Ron turned around to face one another, looking like they were both in deep thought. Harry then turned back to Jacs with his eyebrows raised.

'That is actually a good suggestion – maybe that's why she came out the first time.'

'But, would a wolf be smart enough to do that?' asked Ron.

'Yeah, ten times smarter then a muggle monkey remember?'

Ron paused for a second, then sighed loudly. Both Jacs's and Harry's eyebrows rose at him and stared. He then pushed his head down onto the table, tapping his fingers while Harry and Jacs continued to stare.

'Are you all right Ron? What's wrong?'

'Please, let's not tell Hermione, she'll end up thinking that and we'll have to go off into the dark forest and like, it's so cold out there that it's not funny…' he grumbled, folding his arms crossly. Harry laughed a bit, while Jacs nodded her head sarcastically.

'We'd better tell Hermione.'

'No!' Ron said loudly, causing Hermione to look up from her books. Jacs and Harry both looked back to Ron, and tried to tell him Hermione was listening – but failed in doing so. 'For the last two nights, we've been going out in that ruddy forest, and I'm sick of it. I'd like to sleep tonight knowing there's no possibility of a spider crawling in my clothes… let's just keep it down alright? The white wolf might have not come to warn us about the girl, it could just –'

'The white wolf, coming to warn us on that girl? Oh, yes Ron. That's probably why she came out, she's a smart animal and wanted us to help the girl!' Hermione's voice popped out of nowhere. Ron almost died on the spot at hearing Hermione's firm accent behind him, while Harry and Jacs couldn't help but laugh.

'Oh come on Hermione, get over that bloody wolf! Your obsession is starting to bloody scare me!'

Hermione gave another glare at Ron as she stood up. She then looked over to Harry and Jacs, and despite the bad start off both her and Jacs had, she threw her hand out to Jacs and nodded.

'You know me right? Hermione Granger, I'm also a Prefect of Gryffindor. We may have not had the best start off, but we can always start again.'

Jacs face looked as if she had swallowed a lemon, but never the less shook Hermione's hand and threw on a fake smile. After nodding and shaking Hermione's hand, Hermione gave her a smile and then looked to Harry.

'Has Harry told you about the white wolf?'

'Yes.' Jacs said. 'I've heard about the white wolf and the girl.'

'I'm not going back into that ruddy forest!' Hermione heard Ron shout, which caused her to swing around. Ron's frowns only caused Hermione to frown. She then looked up from him, holding her head high.

'Fine. No one is asking you to come, coming Harry? Jacs?'

'Yeah,' he muttered, standing up next to Hermione. Jacs nodded the same way Hermione did, getting a laugh from Harry as she did. Hermione however didn't notice her.

'Oh cause.'

Ron growled a bit before he stood up and frowned at them.

'Fine, I'll come…'

'Good!' Hermione cheered sarcastically. 'And because you were the last to agree to going, you can go get Harry's cloak!'