The Forbidden Forest sat silent beside Hogwarts on this full-moon night. Not even the crickets dared to chirp. The trees stood leafless and dry as if the entire forest was dead. Not even a breeze blew through the trees, if one would call them that. There was nothing but dead silence.

A single deer bravely walked through the forest, searching for small plats to make its dinner. It stepped cautiously up to a bush, taking a few of the green leaves between its teeth.

Silent as death, a large, hairy body ran through the shadows and leaped upon the deer's back. Strong jaws snapped the neck with hardly a thought of effort. The beast stepped back, raising its head to the moon. A howl erupted through the forest. The werewolf began to feed upon the carcass.

Professor Lupin sat in his office, curled up like a common, tame dog. The potion he had taken earlier helped calm the wild side he possessed during the full moon, but nothing prepared him for what he heard.

A howl coming from outside. Not the howl of any dog or canine-like creature. It was the howl of a werewolf.

Regardless of the potion, Lupin's ears perked and an intent excitement began to grow in the pit of his stomach. The howl came again. Lupin stood, his hind legs strong and donning a thick layer of brown fur. He looked around, unsure of what to do. Again, a howl.

Lupin jumped through the glass window.

Having finished her meal, the blonde werewolf stretched out her limbs and howled again. However, this time, her howl was answered.

Her eyes grew large, ears erect. Her attention was dead-set on where the howl had come. She let out a low, moan-like call. It was replied, closer in the forest.

The two called back and forth until they found each other. They circled, staring into the other's eyes. Lupin was excited and apparently aroused over the fact that he'd found a female like himself.

They came together, wrapping their fur-covered arms around each other. They licked and nibbled as gently as possible, smelling and tasting.

This mating ritual continued through the night. As with wolves, they mated several times until the female had most definitely conceived. Their rituals lasted far into the morning.

The sun was hovering over the horizon when Lupin opened his eyes. He looked around to see that he was in the Forbidden Forest. Memories of the night before flooded back into his mind like a leak in a dam.

He looked down to see that his student, Luna Lovegood, was sleeping in his arms, both of them nude.