risi: Thanks :) I know I've been cruel at the first chapter, and I blame the plot bunny ;)

Laughing Fountain: Oh Lucius is cooking something, that's for sure :) Christine will get better, no worries :) Thanks for the review!

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Chapter 12 - I know what you are

Christine opened her eyes to see a tired Sirius sleeping on a chair near her bed, his head was tilted to a side and he was snoring. She smiled at the sight in front of her and decided to wait until Sirius woke up by himself. She didn't have to wait for long, though, as Sirius was about to fall from his seat and that made him wake up and adjust himself.

"I didn't mean to wake you up!" he said when he noticed Christine smiling at him.

"You didn't," she replied, "and you look so cute while asleep."

"You were watching me?" Sirius made an accusatory look on his face.

"Well… yeah. Couldn't stop myself from watching you." She made an innocent look.

"That means you need to be punished."

Christine made a surprised gasp. "I'm scared of punishment!"

"You should." Sirius grinned and leaned forward. He gave her a soft kiss on her lips.

"I'll make sure to get punished more often." Christine said with a smile.

"Don't count on it," he winked at her, "so, how do you feel today?"

"This morning, I was feeling miserable. Then Madam Pomfrey gave me a potion and I was asleep. And now, I feel wonderful because you're here."

"I'm sorry I didn't come this morning," Sirius said, "Malfoy was here and I didn't want to cause any problems." He lied. He was always ready to cause problems when Malfoy was involved.

Sirius took Christine's hand in his own and they talked about classes and how Sirius had spent the day. Christine noticed that Sirius was speaking excitedly and she looked at him without paying attention to what he was saying. She knew that he would get upset if she told him that she wanted to tell Lucius about their relationship, but she wasn't sure if that would be a wise thing to do. Lucius and Sirius were enemies from their early years at Hogwarts. She knew how Lucius thought about pureblood families, and since Sirius was considered the shame of the Black family because he was sorted into Gryffindor instead of Slytherin, Lucius thought about it as a huge black dot on a small white surface. Sirius was considered a blood traitor.

"…So then James and I decided…" he looked at Christine, "honey, are you alright?"

"Huh?" Christine shook herself back to the present. "I'm sorry, what did you say?"

"What are you thinking of?" Sirius asked and got up from his seat to sit next to her on the bed.

"To tell the truth, there's something worrying me and I wanted to talk to you about it," she said.

"I'm all ears," Sirius replied.

"It's Lucius."

"What did that brat do this time?" Sirius asked angrily.

"He isn't a brat and he didn't do anything," Christine replied dryly.

"What is it then?" Sirius didn't even bother with an apology.

"Never mind, just forget it." Christine didn't like it when someone insulted Lucius in front of her.

"No, tell me," Sirius said, "I want to know."

Christine let out a sigh and looked at him. She wasn't going to tell him about what she wanted to tell Lucius; instead she decided to speak about something different.

"Why isn't Madam Pomfrey using a healing potion for my arm?"

Sirius' face went pale. The answer to this question will reveal a secret he and his friends were hiding for almost six years now. He wasn't sure weather he should tell her or not, but he knew he had to answer that question, and the determined look on Christine's face told him that she won't take 'I don't know' for an answer.

"I think it's because of what caused that injury." He said finally.

"The werewolf?"

Sirius slapped himself inwardly. He shouldn't have said that! She wasn't supposed to know it was a werewolf! She didn't know he was there during the incident! He made a surprised look and gasped.

"It was a werewolf?" he asked.

Christine rolled her eyes. "You perfectly know that Sirius. You were there that night."

Okay, so she knows I was there, so that means one question, does she know I'm an animagus?

"And I know you're an animagus. You're a black dog." She said with a whisper.

Great, she knows that too, but… how?

"I saw you change near the Whomping Willow," Christine said, "and I'm sure you know I'm…"

"…The eagle." Sirius completed for her, "I know. I didn't realize it until I saw you next morning."

"Who were the others? Who is the werewolf?" she asked.

"The stag is James, the rat is Peter," Sirius said, "and the werewolf…" he couldn't continue. Remus trusted him on this.

"Is it Remus?" Christine asked, and Sirius shook his head.

"I don't know who the werewolf is." He replied.

"You were playing with him for a while. How come you don't know who he is?"

"Because werewolves don't remember who they are when they are transformed." Sirius said, "that's why I don't know who he is."

"But why were you out there without Remus?" Christine sudden interest in this subject was making Sirius nervous.

"He was asleep when we got out, and we didn't want to disturb him."

"Is he an animagus too?"

Bloody hell! This is getting complicated! "No," he replied, looking anywhere but her.

"Sirius look at me," She said.

Sirius looked straight into her eyes.

"I know when someone's lying to me, and you are. I knew that you were hiding something from me that evening and I decided to follow you. I saw you enter somewhere below the Whomping Willow and I waited for you outside."

"I saw you on the rock."

"I noticed, and I saw you transform into a dog. That's when I knew that you were an animagus too." Christine held Sirius' hand tighter; "I was so scared when I saw you play with that werewolf, what if it bit you? What if it actually killed you?"

"Moony can't kill a fly!" Sirius said and clapped his free hand on his mouth. He had spoiled it.

"Moony?" she has heard that name somewhere, but she couldn't remember.

"He told us his name was Moony," Sirius said quickly, "that one was easy to know about him."

Christine knew that he was lying again and she didn't push it any further. He wanted to keep it a secret, so be it.

Sirius suddenly got up, "I must go now," he said, "I still have got detentions to do."

"How long do you still have?" she asked.

"About a week."

"I hope that you'll get rid of them sooner." She smiled to him.

"Only with you beside me," he gave her another kiss and left the room.

Christine sighed as soon as he was gone. She wanted more information about the werewolf, although already she had her suspect. All she needed to do now was to confirm it, but how?

Madam Pomfrey entered the infirmary with a wide smile on her face.
"How do you feel my dear?"

"I've had better days, thank you."

"I'm going to let you go now. You can spend the night in your dormitory." Madam Pomfrey said happily.

"Really?" Christine smiled, "That's wonderful! Thank you so much!"

She started to get out of bed, but the medi-witch held her back.

"Not so soon, young lady. You have a potion to take first."

"Oh, alright." Christine sat in the bed and waited for Madam Pomfrey to bring her the potion.

After taking a couple of spoons of a sticky potion, Christine got up and stretched her unharmed arm.

"Madam Pomfrey!" she called after the medi-witch before she could leave the room.

"Yes dear?"

"I wanted to ask you something."

"What is it dear?"

"Why aren't you healing this wound with a healing potion, or a spell?"

"I knew you were about to ask that sometime soon," Madam Pomfrey said, "I am not using any such thing on that wound," she pointed her hand at Christine's injured arm.

"But why?" Christine asked.

"Do you remember who attacked you that night?" Madam Pomfrey asked, hoping that the answer would be 'no'. She didn't want for the girl to suffer from a shock.

"A werewolf," Christine said simply, "do you think he transferred something to me?"

"Well, we'll have to wait until the next full moon to find out."

Christine didn't reply. She had a month ahead of her until she would know if she was going to become a werewolf or not, and that thought disturbed her. If only she knew who was that werewolf. Was he a student of Hogwarts? If he wasn't, what was he doing in school grounds?

She wanted answers to her questions, and she knew that no one would give her a straight answer. Teachers would change the subject, they always do that when they don't want to reply. Students would deny knowing anyone who's a werewolf, even if they did. It was getting complicated for her.

She walked through the corridors, smiling at students who smiled at her. Some of them came close to her and expressed their happiness to see her cured. She was glad that everyone cared for her well being, even if she didn't know most of them.

Christine entered the Hufflepuff common room and was startled by the sudden attack on her. The Hufflepuff students who were in the common room ran to her and started hugging her.

"It's so good to see you again!" said a second year boy.

"How are you feeling now?" asked another.

"Will you tell us how it happened?"

"Do the teachers know who did it?"

"Welcome back!"

"Nice to see you again!"

"Christine!" It was Jane. She ran to Christine and hugged her tightly. "Oh Christine, it's so good to have you back!"

"Thanks Jane," Christine replied, "it's so good to be out of the hospital wing."

"How are you feeling now?"

"Much better since this morning," she leaned to whisper in Jane's ear, "Sirius came to see me after classes."

Jane gasped. "That's wonderful!"

Christine smiled, "I need to go to my dormitory now. I need some rest."

"Okay, I'll see you in the morning." Jane said.

"Don't go to breakfast without me."

"I won't."

"Good night everyone!" Christine said and went to the girls' dormitories, leaving happy Hufflepuffs behind her. She carefully changed her clothes and lay in her bed. She was still feeling tired and didn't realize how fast she fell asleep.

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Jane was waiting for Christine in the common room. She didn't go to breakfast with her classmates because she had promised Christine that she would wait for her.

"Good morning!" Jane said excitedly when she saw Christine coming.

"Morning! I hope I didn't make you wait for long," Christine said.

"Not at all," Jane replied, "but I'm hungry."

"I'm hungry, too. Let's go."

They went to the Great Hall and when they entered, Christine noticed four boys at the Gryffindor table who were gathered near each other, whispering about something. She smiled when she saw Sirius hit Peter on the back of his head and she continued her way to the Hufflepuff table.

As she sat down, she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned to see Lucius standing behind her.

"Hi," she said with a smile.

"It's good to see you out of that place." Lucius said and leaned and kissed her cheek.

"Thanks, want to join me for breakfast?" she asked.

"Not today, but thanks. I have a mission to accomplish."

"What do you mean?" she asked, and then she noticed that Lucius was staring at the direction of the Slytherin table. She saw a girl with blond hair sitting with her friends and then she turned to look at Lucius. He was staring at the same girl.

"Who is she?" Christine asked.

"Narcissa Black," Lucius replied, "she's going to be mine."

"I hope you're not planning to…"

"Don't worry," he didn't let her complete what she was about to say, "this time, it's serious."

Christine smiled, "then go to her."

Lucius smiled back and went to the Slytherin table. Christine was about to drink some tea when she noticed blue eyes staring at her from the Gryffindor table. She smiled at Sirius and he smiled back.

It was hard to have to eat using her left hand, not to mention she was supposed to use only one hand from now on, until her right arm was healed. She growled in frustration when she dropped a piece of bread.

"Don't worry, I can help." Jane said. She picked another piece of bread and cut it to smaller pieces and put them in Christine's plate.

"Thanks," Christine said, "I feel helpless with one hand."

"Don't worry about it. You'll feel better soon, and you are not helpless. I'll help you with everything I can." Jane replied and turned to her plate.

Christine ate her breakfast slowly, growling from time to time when she was struggling with her left hand. She tried to use her right hand, but gasped each time she moved it. It was still painful.

When she was about to leave the Great Hall, she met the Marauders near the doors. James and Peter welcomed her happily, but she noticed that Remus was avoiding her. He was looking everywhere but her.

"We have Herbology today," James said, "we'll see you then."

"Okay," Christine replied and the Marauders followed their other classmates to their first lesson.

Sirius came back and stood in front of her.

"Something wrong?" she asked.

"Yeah, terribly wrong," he replied, "I didn't say good morning to you!"

"Goodness me," Christine made a sad face, "bad Sirius!"

"Well, I'm here to correct my mistake," he said and kissed her lips, "see you at Herbology."

He went back to join his friends. Christine stared at him, her left hand touching her lips. She liked the way he said 'good morning', but if it was going to be like this each and every morning, she should have a talk with him about Lucius.

Christine sat silently during her classes. She couldn't take notes, as she was right handed and couldn't write with her left hand. She would copy the notes from her classmates later, when her right hand was finally healed.

When she entered the greenhouse for her Herbology lesson, she saw that the Gryffindors were already there. Sirius, James and Peter were beaming at her during the whole class, but Remus was obviously avoiding any eye contact with her. She wanted to know the reason. She hasn't done anything to him as far as she could remember.

Suddenly, she realized what was Sirius hiding from her. Remus was feeling guilty about something, and he was speaking freely with everyone except for her. He didn't even look at her when the Marauders gathered around her this morning. This meant one thing, and she was going to find out.

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As they left Herbology, Sirius planted a quick kiss on Christine's lips and hurried to his detention with McGonagall. James, Remus and Peter were about to follow him when Christine called.

"Remus!"

Remus turned slowly to look at her, but instead he stared at the ground.

"May I have a word?" she asked. Remus nodded and followed her.

They walked away from the other students who were getting out of the greenhouses. When they were alone, Christine stopped.

"I want to ask you something," she said.

"Of course," Remus replied, still looking at the ground.

"Will you please look at me?" she asked.

Remus lifted his gaze and looked at her, "is that all?"

"No, of course not," she said and after a pause, she continued, "Remus, I want to know why were you avoiding me this morning?"

"I wasn't avoiding you." He replied.

"You were. Your friends were talking with me freely, but you weren't."

"And why would that bother you? It's not like we're friends or something."

"You're insulting me," she said.

"I'm sorry."

Christine sighed. "It's okay, I just wanted to know why were you avoiding me. You didn't talk to me like your friends did…"

"I'm sorry," he cut her off.

"I didn't mean…"

"I'm sorry for hurting you," he whispered.

"What?" she was surprised.

"I didn't mean to do it," Remus said, now looking at the ground again, "I didn't know I did it until Sirius told me."

"But… I don't understand. A werewolf attacked me, but Sirius said that he doesn't know who was it." Christine said.

"I am the werewolf." Remus replied.