Emily says: Well, as my forth Harry Potter fan fiction, I hope you like. ..and for those immature people on this site, please, if you have a problem with my story, I rather not here about it. I will only except the reviews trying to give me tips on how to improve my story.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, except for Josalynn. I only own her and this plot.

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Written and posted Thursday, October 14, 2004.

Friday, March 29, 1977.

Josalynn growled and launched herself at Prongs, but he quickly moved.

Was the entire world out to mock her?

She grunted and rolled her eyes while laying on a dirty couch, not caring about whether she was spotless or not and watched the others have the fun they were used to once a month.

Padfoot was about, jumping around, barking and just being a dog. If she didn't know better, tonight, she would have guessed he was a real dog. All the other times she had seen him, she really did think he was a dog.

Prongs was attempting to kick Moony, but he was quickly weaving out of the way and Padfoot was taunting Prongs by nipped at his heals, which leading to him kicking in the first place.

All was well and good tonight, five friends having the time of their month.

Josalynn found herself lying on the floor of a near by room, human; wolf no more.

She quickly stood up, making her way over to her clothes and getting dressed. Usually, she would hide away in this room until at least 2'o'clock in the afternoon, when she was sure it was safe to make her way out unseen.

But this morning was different. They knew about her and she knew about them. The barrier of secrets was broken down and all was shown to the opposite sides. But for some odd reason, those two sides where now linked by lust of each other and the fear of the full moon.

The ever new identity of Moonlet came out of her room and into the hall and wondered why she thought of the name Moonlet. It held the very thing she was seduced by, the very thing she dreaded and feared off.

Is that what she must be called after?

But it was her choice and her subconscious mind refused the change that label.

Josalynn led herself down the small corridor and looked through the rooms. "Remus?" She questioned, fastening her pace to search the house at twice the speed she was once using only a few seconds ago.

Would he have already left?

"Sirius?" She questioned as she reached the family room where the lot once played the night before. Neither of the three where in sight.

"James?!" She called out once more, coming into the small kitchen. It was possible they had already left, and by the looks of it, it was apparent they had already left. But she desperately wanted to chat with them this morning about the night before.

Josalynn grunted as she bounced down the steps into the basement, only to find the tree whole open. They had already left, or if not, this had been open all night and it was a very careless night, not to mention dangerous. It the scent of human had filled their nostrils, the potion wouldn't seem to matter and their inner beast would ravage the closest human body. Werewolves did not intend to bite people, no, they planned to murder them.. Spreading the virus was only by pure accident or misfortune on the wolf's part.

Their prey had gotten away.

She climbed through the hole and smelt the crisp late winter air. She loved the chill it gave her nose senses. It was fresh and full of coldness. She adored it's ways.

"It feels so good out today.." She muttered to herself and looked to the gray white sky. There was no blue as there usually was in the Spring or Summer.

Josalynn made her way down to path way toward the castle. It seemed to have rained the night before. She could tell by the way the mud splattered under her shoes as she strolled along the way.

Josalynn came into the clearing, now Hogwarts was in complete sight and she made her way over. Upon come towards to large castle, Josalynn saw something enter the castle. A group.

It must be The Marauders.

It had to be, who else would be going into the castle at 7'o'clock in the morning, other than herself of course.

"Wait!" She shouted to the group but it was to late. They had already closed the door. Josalynn puffed and ran as fast as she could, but this wasn't her best speed. She was slower than usual due to the fact that she was terribly tired from the night before.

When Josalynn was running toward the castle, being clumsy, she had fallen onto the ground and moaned.

"Stupid ground.." She muttered and stood up and looked to her clothes. The entire front side was covered in mud. Josalynn sighed and walked the rest of the way into the castle.

"Goddess! Do you know how long I've been looking for you?" Josalynn asked the lot.

"What?" Sirius asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Nothing.." She grumbled.

"What happened to your uniform?" Remus asked with a snicker while James, Sirius and Peter were laughing.

"I fell trying to catch up to you.." She mumbled with a frown.

"So that's what was shouting like a hippo…" Sirius smirked and Josalynn kicked his shin.

"Shut up.." She muttered and glared at him..

"Excited about Hogsmeade?" Remus changed the subject.

"I guess.." Josalynn muttered, in a bad mood of course.

"Yes! I've been waiting forever! We only get to go 5 times a year so…"

"Yea.. It's tomorrow right? Can't wait.."

"Me either.." Peter told them.

Saturday, March 30, 1977.

Josalynn got into the carriage that Lily was seated in.

"Honestly.. They are good friends, but a little immature.." She puffed.

"I don't see how you can hang out with any of them, Lynn.. Absolutely barbaric.. Except Remus.. He is the only one bearable.." Lily shrugged and rolled her eyes.

"I don't see why I hang out with them either.. But they are cool sometimes.." Josalynn shrugged and Lily shrugged.

"Right.."

Both girls hopped out of the carriage and made their way through the crowd toward the village.

"Excuse me.. Excuse me.. Excuse me.. Move… get out of my way.. Shove off.." Josalynn told the people in her way as she pushed her and Lily through.

"Where to first?"

"Humm.. Maybe we should just head off a lone for awhile.. I'll meet at the Three Broomsticks in a while, ok?" Lily asked Lynn and she nodded.

"Ok.. Sounds good.." Josalynn replied before parting ways with her friend and heading eastward.

She was standing in front of an unknown shop, looking inside and counting up the things she wanted. She hadn't a lot of money with her at the moment so she would just have to see the things she couldn't have.

"I want that jinxed skull.." She moaned as she walked away from the shop and stopped to look at the Shrieking Shack but quickly left it behind. She was just passed the forest when she heard something.

"Lune?" A familiar voice called.

"Humm..? What? Who's that?" She asked and backed up a few steps out of attacking range.

"We have business with you.." Mr. Nott said with a stern look as he came from the shadows. "Come." He ordered and grabbed her arm.

Josalynn fought him, kicked and punched, but there was no luck. She was finally put under a stunning spell and carried into the depths of the woods.

Deeper and deeper they ventured and the noises around Lynn frightened her, but this man carrying her, frightened her most. What was he doing? Many thoughts came to mind, and only frightened her more of what was to come.

She thought she was too scared to think. But she was wrong, the thoughts came pouring in. Where was she going? Would she die? Would they find her body?

Nott was coming to a clearing, but she didn't see. She was upon this man's shoulder and her only vision was what she was leaving behind. Josalynn could no longer see the village from the trees. She could only now see gloomy darkness beyond them. Nothing more.

There was a stop and the stiff girl was lifted onto the ground. There she saw there was a fire in the middle of a group of men and women. All of them were in cloaks and where holding something like a white plate in there hands.

In front off this all stood a tall man, frightening in all ways and he always seemed to glare.

"Hello, Josalynn." He smirked and she was freed from the stunning charm, but made to sit down with the rest of the group. She seemed to be the only one wearing regular Hogwarts robes.

"Who are you?" Lynn asked, to the man but there was no reply for a while.

"I am Lord Voldemort.." He said, as if he were proud of himself.

Josalynn had heard of this man. He was bad news, not the mention a bloody murderer. She knew what was to come and she took a deep breath.

"What do you want?" She asked, trying to sound brave, but it wasn't convincing. She was no Gryffindor, not even brave at that.

"Don't fret, girl.. We need to speak business." He said sternly like Mr. Nott had, only with a lot more intimidation in his voice.

REVIEWS FROM JOSALYNN! HAH!.. And some from Emily.

Padfoot's sidekick :: Umm.. Thanks! XD

Babe bunny :: Meh.. I'm guessing you it's just you with those dreams..

XParanoidAndroidx :: Yayness! I think I'm out of it, but I'm not to sure..

Mijy :: That's lovely! I hope this cheers you up more!

valentines-hater :: XD I know! I made it up! I'm a genius!

Silent-Eyes-of-the-Night :: Sugar.. Humm.. It's in my mom's belly button.. I think…….maybe.