Werewolf Reaserch:

A short, chapter, next chap. up very soon! possibly even today!

Of course I knew Remus was a werewolf. I needed no convincing. But I thought James and Sirius might.

So, for a week or two I was spending all my free time in the library, copying pages out of books, and learing ways to test Remus, for other evidence. I learned that werewolves reacted to pure silver, but not to Sickles, because of a special charm placed on them. So I needed some uncharmed silver for one test. And I could see only one source of it.

Lily Evans.

Lily's birthday had been in October, and her parents had sent her a beautiful silver ring. She didn't show it off, really, but she made a point of telling all the first year girls about it. I needed to borrow that ring, but me asking Lily to borrow somthing was like... well, it was like something unusual. Lily, although she didn't go around slapping people anymore (namely James) was a sort of mini Prefect. She hung around with the older, more responsible half of the Gryffindors, and her small gang from the first years joined her whole heartedly.

But one day, I summoned up my courage and asked her. "Lily," I said, "can I borrow your ring?" she opened her mouth slightly but I kept going. "Lily, just for a day, I really want to see it," (I was quickly realizing how lame this sounded). "I'll give it back in one piece, I'm not going to steal it or anything."

Lily continued to stare at me. "No," she said finaly. "I don't think so. Not... you. You'll... steal it. For sure. Your one of them. Potter's gang. Just... just leave me alone."

Okay, strike one.

No more Miss Nice Marauder.

It was time for plan B.

So, I had to steal it. Just for an hour. At night, I stole it, and extreamly carefully tiptoed away. I walked up the stairs to the boy's dormitory, opened the door slowly, and slipped inside. Remus's bed was the one nearest to me as I went into the room. I could hear Peter's squeaky snore, and James talking to himself while asleep. "Quiddich.." mumbled James as I took the ring out of my pocket, an pressed it against Remus's arm. He gave a slightly canine sounding yelp, and I pulled the ring away revealing a small patch of pinkish skin. It looked like I had just touched him with a red hot poker. He groaned and turned over in his sleep ans I ran back down the stairs, and into Lily Evans. Whoops.

"Hi Lily," I muttered.'

"Have you seen my ring?" she said. "I think I left it down here."

"Uh... no. I'll help you look, though," I said, feeling a bit guilty now that I saw how worried she looked.

"Thanks," she said, and she continued to look. I planted the ring under one of the red armchairs in the common room, and told her I was very tired, and had to go to bed.

"Classes in the morning, you know."

"Tomorrow's Saturday."

"Uh... lots of homework piled up."

"Oh... okay."

"I'm sorry about your ring," I said, feeling like I was apologizing for taking it.

"It's okay. It'll turn up."

"Goodnight, then."

"Yeah, g'night."

So, I walked upstairs, and saw Lily turn towardsthe chair the ring was under, and I heard her shriek with glee while I pulled out my parchment, and recorded: 'November 1: Unusual silver allergy. Looks like I burned him with something. Tested on right arm.'

Would that convince the other Marauders?

Well? Will it?

i'm sorry its short i be tired and i just finnished next chapter, my absoulte favorite so far. I started another HP story, and am thinking about posting one of my original things on fictionpress. A funny one called the stupid little coconut. Maybe.

later

Julez