Three boys walked out onto the Hogwarts grounds in the dead of night. The boys were all best friends; and they were going to see their other posse member Remus Lupin. "Ouch! Wormtail you stepped on my toe!" Growled a tall boy with unruly jet-black hair and glasses. Another boy with greasy black hair and pale blue eyes, chuckled. "That's what you get for bring him along James. You should have known Peter was going to cause some pain to one of us." The last boy, a fat pale one with rat like features, smiled sheepishly, and muttered.
"Sorry Prongs, I just can't see in this ruddy cloak of yours. I can't wait till we get to the Shrieking Shack; hope Moony doesn't jump us this time." Sirius, the greasy haired boy, nodded. They all remembered last month, when they had gone to see him, how he had attacked them, even though they had been in Amigus form. He,though,had not remebered what had occured.Of course Remus wouldn't though...Not in his rare condition. James,Sirius,and Peter had agreed not to tell him; they didn't want Moony to worry.But all the same,they were taking extra purcation. Finally,the boys came to a giant of a tree, with thick gnarled branches that were bare since it was almost winter.

"Go on then Wormtail; open it up. And hurry, I hear some one coming, probably that little git-" James raised his hand, stopping Sirius's ramble. James then turned to Peter again, this time to hurry him along. "Peter,hurry and transform.It's getting pretty cold." Wormtail nodded, and walked closer to the tree. As he walked closer, his face begin to change. It lengthened and narrowed, sprouting thick black fur all over. Peter began to shrink, and suddenly, with a loud POP, a thick naked rat tail was draging behind him.Finally,his hands began to grow leathery;his fingernails growing longer and longer by the second.James shook his head as the former Peter,who was now completly a rat, began to chitter the way rats do. "Oh Peter,just go open the way.You really are getting annoying." The rat glanced up at him, cocked his head then raced toward the trunk of the tree. He climbed up,and patted his paw against a rather large knob. Quietly, a darkened doorway opened from the side of the tree. Peter looked at James and Sirius, then went downward. Padfoot looked at his best friend, and muttered, "Well,we best go before Remus gets out. Dumbledore wouldn't be pleased if a werewolf was running a-muck in the forest."

James,who was unusually pale, nodded.Oddly,he wasn't feeling very well at all.Something was going to happen; he knew that deep down in his bones.But what? He sighed, and looked in the smothering darkness. "You go first Sirius.I'll be down in a bit." Sirius silently gave a tiny shake of his head, and walked down. James was left alone,but even though he was, he muttered to the stars above, "I suppose this is going to be a long, extrodinary night." Then he went down to see his friends.