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"An accident?" Remus's voice was hoarse, and as he looked at the new Gryffindor his eyes slid up the slash marks on his forehead.

"Yes, an accident. I won't tell you what happened; just know that sometimes you might have a visitor, though you can go as you wish for tonight. I have the wolf well under control." Xander said as he stood up and started for the castle. Remus Lupin was once again left with an odd feeling of comfort that he had felt when he had first shaken Xander Sanchez's hand. The feeling of peace lasted until he himself reached the castle were in Sirius and James were arguing with Lucuis Malfoy and Severus Snape. A frowning Peter and Xander were watching, Peter with unease and Xander with open distaste for the whole situation.

"James, Sirius, can we just go eat?" Remus asked. Xanders lips quirked up into a smirk and he noticed how thin he was.

Lunch passed with James and Sirius glaring at Xander and Lily with Remus trying to play referee. Charms was a more interesting affair in which Xander seemed very adept in personnel wards, followed by Transfiguration. Transfiguration went from bad to worse in the time of about three minutes. Xander wasn't as good as he was in Charms, though he was still ahead of the rest, and his theory was almost perfect. It was when McGonagall left the room and Xander made the comment to Lily that he was going to talk to the headmaster about getting advanced Potions and Herbology, as well as Care of Magical Creatures. James almost cursed him.

He had actually pointed the wand and launched the curse when a golden shield appeared in front of Xander and Lily, Xander's wand and an ebony eyebrow raised in question.

A second passed before his lopsided grin reappeared and he went back to transfiguring his rabbit into a gopher. It wasn't all that hard to do, well, in theory it wasn't. Practical Transfiguration was a completely different matter however. It was almost like going through a dictionary detention, not his most favorite past time on the best of circumstances. But it couldn't be helped.

"Ah well. Guess you can't have everything." Lily said with a smile as she nodded to the rabbit. Xander looked up at his partner and grinned his trademark lopsided grin as he grabbed his bag and walked out f the room. Instead of walking towards the Great Hall, however, he turned and walked back to the tower, his shoulders slumping the further from the other students he got.

Once inside the dorm he dropped his bag and quickly made his way to the dungeons. The deeper he went the worse he felt. Finally he found what he was looking for; an old, thick, wooden door that was reinforced with magic. It was as old as the castle itself, and had been reinforced for the exact reason as to contain non-humans. Raising his hand he touched the door and it swung open. Once he was inside it wouldn't reopen until tomorrow morning.

The skies darkened and as soon as the coast was clear the Marauders joined Moony. But deep in the center of Hogwarts a young man was losing the battle with his own inner-demons. Xander was lying on the cool ground, his muscles burning and his spine twisting as he fought the wolf inside. The battle was the usual, as deep in his mind a forest appeared and he began the race that never seemed to end, a race away from the wolf.

But the wolf was always quicker, his movements that much easier to guess after chasing the boy over and over again. He never seemed to be able to catch the boy until the very end, were there was a deep ravine. And it was so late in the evening, or the morning; depending on which way you looked at it, that the only thing that really happened was the bending of his bones, the ripping of his muscles and the sharp crack as his back broke, and then he was back to normal, his clothes having been safely discarded so as to prevent damage to them.

Grumbling under his breath he quickly dressed and made his way to the student showers, the heavy wooden door having swung open, and he himself having healed himself. A shower was the best thing right now and he quickly made use of it. Shrugging off his robes and uniform he turned the tap on and stepped under the steaming water. He completely forgot about the phoenix tattoo on his left forearm and the tattoo of the wolf with a rose in his mouth on his back. He had no trouble washing his hair with the provided shampoo and was cleaning his arms when the door opened. Misty blue eyes met watery blue, hazel, gray, and amber. The Marauders had come to get ready for class, and from the looks on their faces they had seen the tattoo on his back.

"What was that on your back?" Sirius asked.

"That is called a tattoo, and a friend thought it up on the ride back to the train station, the only reasonable similarity that my school and yours holds. Well, this summer they kidnapped me on my birthday and they got me the tattoo. I have no idea on what it means." Xander said quickly as he rinsed the soap off and grabbed a large fluffy towel, his clothes and pulled what was quickly becoming known as the transfer disappearance act, he was rather adept at it, but it confused everyone.

Remus frowned as he stepped under the tap. He knew for a fact that he was the only one that had seen his forearm. The phoenix tattoo was not what you would find on most of the students forearms. In fact, you wouldn't find it on most adults. Remus would have bet telling his secret to Hogwarts that only the headmaster would know what the tattoo meant and that unnerved him. It unnerved him a great deal.

Xander made his way back to the common room, thinking about what would happen when three certain people found out his secret…..

No, you didn't learn about the accident, and if my planning goes correctly, you won't for several chapters. Good day. Bye ya'll. Good night.