A/N: Isn't this great guys! I get to make much longer posts for you! ::audience groans:: don't read yourselves out! But I couldn't help it...I just love these parts...crazy hot guys are totally awesome! PS-sorry i can't divid the POV's better, it switchs back to Lyric and i can't figure out how to make a divider yet...so just bare with me on the POVness...

Noah didn't see it coming. And of course didn't know who it was.

As he walked through the darkness of the corridors, moonlight spilling over him from the large windows, he felt a spell hit him from behind.

Letting out a howl of pain he fell a second time to his hands and knees, he felt the spell, that spell that suspended time, the spell that only one person had ever used as discipline on him. A spell to stop the transformation back into a human. This time it hurt him, it hurt him horribly bad. "Please don't, please don't..." he whispered shaking his head as thoughts of blood and biting and killing entered his mind.

He shuddered and tried to control what was happening, it was working very well. He was never going to turn back now. He would have to stay like this forever!

"Dad, crap!" Noah snapped his head up as he saw Lyric sprawled on the ground not too far away from him.

"No!" Noah crawled forward quickly, but it wasn't fast enough, the same spell that had hit him, hit Lyric as well. "No, Lyric...no..." Lyric shook his own head in response, and snapped into action, spinning around and looking into the darkness, where there was no trace that a person had ever been there.

"What happened? What was that?" Lyric asked in a worried voice, at least he knew it was bad.

"It-it stops us..." Noah said sitting up and chewing on his nails, "It stops us from turning back."

"That's not possible, you're not thinking right-"

"It is possible! My mother was the only one who knew how to use it like that!" Noah pouted, "Only she could have done that."

"I thought you said she was dead!"

"I thought she was dead! I saw her dead body lowered six feet under, I thought that was dead," Noah growled angrily, "Now would not be the time to try my patience Lyric!"

"Mine either!"

"Just get out of here, go tell Dumbledore-"

"Why are you not with me on this one?" Lyric hissed under his breath.

"Because I'm not-I can't..." Suddenly Noah felt his eyes dilate, as the thoughts of a werewolf suddenly broke free in his mind. Only he was better than a werewolf, so much better...he stared at the kid in front of him...werewolf, but he didn't want that werewolf to be alive, no, then it would take what was his...take the humans...

Lyric didn't need to know, he didn't want to know, but his dad's large eyes looked at him with hunger...he'd finally lost it.

Jumping into action Lyric flew up from the ground and started off at a dead sprint, but his dad had done the same. It was basically a full out race! Lyric needed to get to Dumbledore! His dad wasn't far behind him; he could run faster, he was half werewolf! Lyric didn't stand a chance, but he tried.

Lyric had never ran so fast for such a long time, he ran the opposite direction of Dumbledore's office, hoping to come back around and try to get his dad confused. But it didn't work, as soon as he got to the stairs of one of the towers, he wasn't even sure where exactly he was anymore, he felt his dad finally catch up. He put one foot down on the step and was about to start running again, but a moments hesitation was just was his dad needed.

With a quick yelp, his father ripped Lyric back from the stairs; he hit the ground hard, falling on his back. Wincing he opened his eyes to see his father's staring back with a look he'd never seen in them before. Crawling backwards his dad followed with a smirk on his hands and knees. "Dad, c'mon, please...dad, daddy..."

There wasn't a reply, instead his dad only jumped forward, holding Lyric's shoulders down with his hands, Lyric gasped from the pain now in his shoulders, his dad was pressing down hard, and Lyric felt his nails piercing into his skin. His father's eyes only met with his own briefly, but it wasn't enough for Lyric to hold the stare, instead his dad leaned forward, sharp teeth bared.

"Dad!" Lyric shouted painfully, no use, but it was worth a try, closing his eyes he felt his father's teeth on his shoulder.

His dad bit down, but at that exact moment he felt the pressure in his shoulder's leave. Opening his eyes again, he heard a voice in his ear, "Are you okay? Lyric? Lyric?" Lyric looked up into green eyes, it was Truett...

Which meant the person that had taken his dad off of him was none other than Interstate. Lyric looked down, seeing his dad sprawled on the ground, Interstate stood up, his dad didn't move...

"Lyric..." Lyric blinked as he saw another face looked down into his own eyes, it was Willow. What the hell was she doing here? They held gazes until Lyric heard a yell to wake the dead from Interstate, Truett, Willow and Lyric himself all looked back towards Interstate.

Noah had bitten him! Lyric struggled forward as he saw Interstate get bit in the shoulder, but that hadn't gone over to well with the half-vampire either, Interstate bit back in Noah's neck when Noah released from his own bite. That had sent Lyric's father into a world of surprise, he probably hadn't expected his prey to have fangs.

"Interstate!" All three of them yelled at the same time, Interstate's bite wasn't long, so Lyric doubted he had even gotten the chance to suck any blood out of it. In response to them yelling his name, Interstate shoved Noah away, who growled in frustration jumping forward again, realizing his victim hadn't even gone into a coma or anything. Lyric was thankful; it didn't look like his father's bite had caused any harm to Interstate.

"Lupin, cut it out!" Interstate shouted springing back up to his feet gracefully. Lyric felt the power in Interstate's words; there was something else Interstate had put in them. Vampire secret? Lyric had no clue at all.

Whatever Interstate had done, it worked like a charm. Lyric watched his dad blink; he saw the look in his eyes only barely ebb away. "Dad," Lyric said quietly, Noah looked from Interstate to Lyric, then Lyric saw that moment of confusion did in fact only last a moment, because his dad scrambled back up his feet, and said no words as he turned and ran. His robes flying behind him, Lyric motioned to follow and then Truett pulled him back.

"He's dangerous, we need to tell Dumbledore right away, he could turn back any second. We gotta make sure he's out of the school, or something, he knows the password to Gryffindor too. I don't know how intelligant he is like this-"

"He's smart." Lyric whispered under his breath, "Even when he's gone werewolf, he still thinks like a human, he'll do whatever a really smart murder would be. Plus, if he is running loose, people know him, they trust him...I trusted him."

"Lyric, let's get out of here," Willow said slowly.

"What are you doing here?"

"She's the one that told us about you and your dad," Truett answered as Interstate approached them. Willow stepped away with a jump when Interstate came up behind her, Lyric felt her stand slightly behind him and Truett.

"That has to be the worst blood I've eva tasted," Interstate mumbled whipping his mouth with the back of his hand. Lyric looked down to Interstate's shoulder, his dad had pulled Interstate's shirt off of his shoulder before biting it, so Lyric couldn't see the bit marks on Interstate's shoulder, but he did see the blood that was already staining the shirt.

"Dumbledore, now!" Truett said, "Stop gaping Lyric, let's go!" All four of them turned back the direction his dad had gone, probably not the wisest thing possible, but his dad had gone that direction. Lyric wondered where he was going, where would he possibly go?

He'd go to the Forbidden Forest no doubt. Perfect.

Interstate didn't speak much at all as they started walking, when they started back up the steps to where Dumbledore's office was located, Lyric finally spoke, "You saved my life." He said slowly, "Thanks."

"Y'all saved my life too, we're even," Interstate replied, "It wasn't a big deal," He added hastily. Lyric saw Interstate's hand disappear into the neck of his shirt, he saw Interstate wince once, and then pull his hand away, there was blood on it, but otherwise he looked more relaxed.

"What did you do?" Truett asked noticing the change.

"Nothing," Interstate replied in a dark tone.

That was the end of that conversation.

Willow still was dangerously close to Lyric, even when they came up to the door to Dumbledore's office, "Why don't you go back?" he asked when Interstate murmured the password.

"Do you honestly think I could go back to the Gryffindor tower, where your dad has the password, go back up to my dorm, and fall asleep knowing there's a maniac half-werewolf on the loose inside of this very school?" Interstate and Truett exchanged a look, Lyric wasn't sure what it exactly had meant, but he shrugged when they got on the staircase to get to Dumbledore.

"My dad can't go to the girl's dorm." He replied, "But I guess it's too late now."

"I wouldn't walk back on my own either." Willow snapped at him, "And you're still a...a kind of werewolf, how come you didn't go crazy?"

Lyric didn't have an answer to that question. He didn't even know what his dad was talking about; being stuck in the form he was in, that made no sense at all. "I don't know."

"You were before, so it's not like you can't. What happened anyway?"

"I don't know!" Lyric yelled in a frustrated voice, "I don't know anything! Just leave me alone okay? And you stop making faces!" he added swinging around at Truett who put his hands down and gave him an innocent shrug.

"Will y'all shut up children?" Interstate hissed shaking his head as the staircase stopped. Interstate was the first to knock on the door. There was no response; he tried again, still nothing.

"Just go!" Lyric complained wriggling past Willow and Truett and shoving the door open with a glare at Interstate, who again, exchanged another look with Truett.

"You need to settle down mate, you don't wanna end up like your dad," Truett whispered as Lyric shoved his way into the office.

Dumbledore stood away from the door, it looked like he had just began to answer the knocks. He seemed to know what exactly was going on when he saw Interstate with a bloody shoulder and Lyric. "Where is he?"

"He-," Lyric began, and then was cut off as they heard a loud scream from far away, or maybe just Lyric had heard it, because no one else seemed to react to the yell. He swung around back to the door and looked at Interstate, "Did you hear that?"

"Barely," Interstate whispered. "Someone screamed," he informed back to the blank looks on everyone else's faces, "A girl." He confirmed, "Lupin's still in the school, he came back to his senses only a moment, I don't know if he's gone crazy again, but I bet he has by now. Or is close, I'm guessing he ran somewhere where he thought he'd be safe."

"Someone hit me with a curse, it's red, I saw it hit my dad too before he went totally werewolf," Lyric said quickly, trying to explain the best he could.

"Truett, please awake the teachers, Willow go with him for safety, keep your wands out, both of you. Lyric and Interstate, please stay here, but where did the scream come from?"

"Gryffindor tower." Lyric replied, "Or somewhere close to there."

"Stay here." Dumbledore repeated with a nod, "Thank you." He added, Truett and Willow raced away with Dumbledore, who shut the door behind him quietly.

"Know why he did that?" Interstate asked turning around and looking up at the sleeping portraits, but some of them were looking down at them with one eye open, it felt weird to be watched.

"Why?" Lyric asked, "Interstate, don't touch anything!" he snapped when Interstate walked up to one of the shelves tapping on a breakable looking jar filled with...Lyric wasn't sure, but whatever it was it was giving the jar a slight glow, and Interstate was tapping on it with his sharp fingernail, which was making him nervous.

"Because they think we'll go psycho. Dumbledore doesn't want us helping, we could screw it all up." Interstate answered with a smile, moving onto the next trinket on the shelf. Lyric cautiously looked around there surroundings. He immediately caught site of a huge phoenix that seemed to be sleeping, Lyric knew who that was, it was Fawks. But the bird didn't seem to even notice the two dangerous creatures in the room. Or half-dangerous, depending on how you looked at it.

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