Disclaimer: We seek to free Harry Potter, he has been locked in that cupboard for too long. Until that day, he belongs to J.K. Rowling.

Warning: Sexual situations, mild violence and dark topics. The darker aspects of our characters' personalities are going to become more and more visible the closer our story draws to full moon due to numerous factors, which will be discussed in the story (coughs) and have been subtly hinted at already. So please pay attention to the warnings from this point on. Fasten your seatbelts, it's going to be a bumpy ride. We are disembarking from the land of fluffiness, don't say we didn't warn you.

Hornhead: This is what we get when we have Sociology major as an author! hehehe

Chapter 17: Dumbledore on line two…

Paige and Sirius started warily walking down the hall, listening for anything unusual. The growling was getting louder and was punctuated with gasps and whimpers. Sirius nudged Paige. "I thought you said this wouldn't happen until after the full moon?"

As if answering his question, Kate could be heard screaming out. "Yes, Remus. Oh Gods, YES!"

Paige covered her mouth as she burst into laughter. "I don't know.", she managed to gasp out.

The room fell silent for a few moments. Paige crossed her arms and stared at the door, willing it to open. Suddenly the sound of laughter erupted fro the room, a few seconds later a sarong clad Remus flung open the door. "That would be a yes.", he yelled into the room, after seeing Paige and Sirius in the hall.

Paige snorted. "Didn't Kate already cover that part with the yelling?"

Moony took in their state of dress and quirked an eyebrow. "Actually, she wanted to know if anyone else was home. Though, she did cover a lot of things."

Sirius gave his friend a scolding look. "Moony, I thought you said gentlemen use silencing spells?", he said as he tried to peer into the room.

Moony stretched blocking the doorway and shrugged. "You also said that gentlemen let ladies come first.", he said thoughtfully as he scratched his chest. "Guess I'm not much of a gentleman."

Kate laughed from inside the bedroom. "That was my fault actually."

Moony turned to look at her over his shoulder. "Quite, you bloody blue stocking.", he teased. "I'll have to remedy that in the future."

Paige raised her eyebrows and nodded. "Right, I think we'll just go to bed now. Bed her well, Moony. I'd hate to have a frustrated werewolf on my hands."

Moony watched them head down the hallway and ducked back into the room, closing the door behind him.

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Moony looked about the room and saw Kate lounging on bed, naked and smiling. He let out a deep chuckle. "You look happy.", he declared as he raked his eyes over her with a predatory gaze. "Up to playing some more?", he drawled and crossed to the bed.

Kate nodded and he placed his right hand over her heart. Giving a contented sigh, he slid his hand down to her belly. He gave another chuckle, noticing the soft swell it had to it. Almost out of instinct, Kate shied away from his touch. As she drew away, Moony let out a possessive growl.

She ignored his protest and moved to cover herself. "Maybe we should get some sleep?", she meekly suggested.

Moony pushed back the covers and pounced on her, straddling her legs. "Why don't you want me to notice you?", he said in a gruff voice.

"It's dangerous to be noticed.", Kate said in a whisper.

Moony let out a gentle thrumming sound and ran his hands over her body, stopping again at her belly. "I would never hurt you dear one." He leaned down and placed a kiss just under her belly button before gazing at her adoringly.

She was about to reproach him for this action but noticed his eyes were different, almost glowing with a bright gold color. "Moony?", she asked timidly.

"Yes, love.", he replied before going back to kissing her torso. "You're perfect you know, healthy and fertile.", he commented kissing and licking a trail to her hip, where he gave her a playful nip causing her to whimper. "Beautiful."

He moved down her body and laid his head on her belly. He looked up at her and she saw love in his eyes. Kate felt as if she had been thrown into a tempest of emotions, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath and let go, allowing her other half take over.

Luna blinked and ice blue eyes met golden ones. Moony smirked and nuzzled his intended's belly, drawing a contented thrum from her. Kissing down lower, he nuzzled her curls and kissed the top of her mound, moving to kiss, nip, and lick at the inside of her thighs. He paused as she opened her legs wider for him, his mind reeling in four different directions.

Moony desperately wanted to investigate her more, to lave her thoroughly and to learn every inch of her. Much to his annoyance, he was having to fight Remus for control. Not that Remus didn't want to do that to Kate, he did, very much so in fact. The problem was that both the younger and older Remus desperately wanted to thrust into the lush blossom Kate had just offered to them. This created an interesting prospect, because for the first time in almost thirty years, Moony and Remus's higher self were on the same side.

This didn't really disturb them, well not too much anyway. What was disturbing them were the thoughts of the younger Remus. Where the older Remus was simply tempted to revel in the feeling of being enveloped by Kate, Remus's fifteen year-old self wanted to possess Kate and was quite willing to do almost anything to get her. He didn't seem to care that it would essentially be rape, he just wanted to keep her and with one swift thrust she would be his forever. She wouldn't leave him because with one inalterable action she wouldn't be able to, and he would never have to loose her. He would be loved and cared for, and no one would be able to take that a way. It didn't matter what he had to do to get her, nothing matter outside the fact that she would be his seemed to matter.

Kate opened her eyes to see Remus, sitting between her legs staring at her with a conflicted look in his amber eyes. She was about to say something, when the cell phone rang and she gently prodded him. "I'm sorry, Remus. I need to get that it's the emergency line."

Moony shook his head trying to regain control and moved to the side, letting Kate up. "Hello, Yes, Abigail. What's wrong?", she spoke into the phone before pausing to write something down. "Alright, I think I've got it. Thank you, have a good night.", she finished and hung up the phone.

Kate turned to Moony. "Dumbledore will be placing a firecall in about five minutes. You can take it in the dining room, if you like.", she said gently.

He just nodded and readjusted his sarong. Closing the door behind him, Moony left the room and headed for the bathroom, where a painfully cold shower was waiting for him.

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Paige changed into her PJ's and noticed that Sirius did the same. He opted to not wear a shirt and his pants sat rather low on his hips, giving Paige an eyeful of his toned abs as he wasn't wearing a shirt. Sirius didn't sit for long, however, and opted to lay on his stomach and took a picture frame sitting on her nightstand. He studied the picture of a teenage Paige and a boy with dark brown hair. He had her in a head-lock and was messing up her hair while she tried to break free, hitting and kicking him for all she was worth. Paige giggled and stretched out next to him. Pointing to the picture she said "That's Randy, my youngest older brother."

Sirius smiled as the Paige in the photograph finally managed to bite Randy and broke free. "You two look a lot alike."

Paige nodded. "Yeah, we do. I just thought of a game."

He raised an eyebrow. "What game is that, luv?"

"Well, we take turns asking questions about each other. Just remember turn about is fair play, so don't ask anything you wouldn't want to answer." Paige said.

Sirius frowned. "How would this help me?"

Paige ran her fingers through his soft new hair and rolled onto her back to stretch for a minute before resuming her previous position. "You were saying the other day that you could think of some memories if you tried long enough, I just plan on helping you bring that about. You look handsome normally, but when you start thinking of your school days, you're absolutely beautiful."

Sirius laughed softly and nodded. "Alright, I'll go first. How many brothers and sisters do you have?"

Paige yawned and replied, "I have two sisters and two brothers, plus in-laws. Randal and I are the only two who aren't married, so that gives you an idea of family gatherings. My turn, how many brothers and sisters do you have?"

Sirius looked down at the picture of Paige and Randy. "I had one, but he was killed.", he answered tonelessly. "He was a deatheater who wanted out. Mum and Dad were proud of him when he first joined up with Voldemort, I can't say that they were quite so happy in the end."

Paige winced and nodded. "I know what you mean, that's kind of hard to deal with."

Sirius looked at her sharply. "What are you playing at?"

Paige grimaced and bit her lip. "Nothing, just… something I don't like to talk about."

Sirius gave her a curious look and said, "Well, then my next question is how do you know what that feels like?"

Paige turned her head away from him and looked at the floor. "Sirius, it's something I really don't want to talk about. Just accept that I know about that and ask a different question, please?"

Sirius shook his head, frowning at her sudden withholding of information. "I'm afraid not, luv. If you say that you know what this is like, I want to know why." Paige sighed and Sirius tapped on her shoulder, getting her to turn back to him. He looked into her eyes searchingly and asked, "Please?"

"Fine.", she grumbled. "I know what that's like because I have a murdering, orphaning, fucking prejudiced sister; okay?"

Sirius knit his brow and replied, "I don't understand, Paige. How is your sister a murderer?"

Paige made a sour face. "Because she's a bigger idiot than our family gives her credit for.", she snapped. "Randal is the only other person in my family who knows about what she is, everyone else just thinks she spends all of her time over in England ignoring all of us because I pissed her off. The real reason is because she crucioed two people until they were literally insane and I beat the hell out of her when I found out." Paige stopped and closed her eyes, willing herself not to cry.

Sirius pulled her closer and gave her a reassuring hug. "I'm sorry, luv, I shouldn't have pushed you like this."

Paige wiped a tear away from her eye and gave a short laugh. "Well, that just means that I get to ask you a hard question. I'll save it, though, until I think of a good one. My next question is…. How did you and Remus meet?"

Sirius grinned and pointed a finger at her. "That is one I remember. It was our first night in our dorm at Hogwarts. He, James, Peter, Frank and I all shared the room. At first I didn't pay much attention to him because he wasn't a pureblood. Instead, I focused on James and Frank. He kept to himself most of the time, and you've seen how quiet he can be, so it wasn't hard to forget about him that night. A few days later, James and I were trying to figure out how to do a prank that we had dreamed up and he pointed out a charm in a book that would help us. Well, he just became a part of our group from then on and we became inseparable."

Paige giggled and nodded. "I can tell, he seems to relax around you in the same way that Kate relaxes around her friends."

Sirius smiled. "Alright, next question." He put his chin in his hand and regarded Paige curiously. "Hmm. What to ask you? Ah, how about what is your favorite thing about yourself?"

Paige chuckled and raised her eyebrows. "Wow, there's a tough question. My favorite thing… I guess it would have to be… Geez, you couldn't give me an easy one, could you?"

Sirius shrugged. "Well, it reveals a lot about a person. What you like about yourself is probably the thing you try to project the most to the world."

"I'm impressed. Well, I would have to say that my favorite thing about myself is my loyalty to people and my sense of humor.", Paige responded. "My turn, what are you like when no one else is around?"

Sirius laughed and shook his head. "I don't know, drunk?" Paige gave him an admonishing look and he smiled again. "I guess I'm not as happy as I am around people, so I withdraw into myself."

"Withdraw? How so?", Paige asked, getting up and pulling a bottle of whiskey out of her desk.

Sirius looked at the bottle and sat up, ready for the effects it could bring. "I think about things and imagine how things could be. What's that?"

Paige held up the bottle before pulling out two shot glasses and winked. "Jack Daniels, my favorite kind of alcohol. Care for some?"

Sirius got up and reached for a shot glass, noticing Paige was watching him intently. He tipped it back, surprised at the bite it had considering it was muggle. He held the glass out for more and commented, "Good, not nearly as strong as firewhiskey, but pretty good. Kind of like butterbeer with a kick." He looked up at Paige and saw her eyeing him intently and grinned, making her smile bashfully and look away. "Having a good time, luv?"

Paige held her head up. "I was just thinking of how toned your stomach is, for someone who considers himself malnourished. My turn."

Sirius shook his head. "No, I haven't asked a question yet."

Paige grinned back at him and responded, "You asked if I was having a good time, that's a question about me. My turn." Sirius accepted this and waited for the next question while Paige thought. She finally looked at him carefully and leaned back on the desk, suddenly more melancholy. "Sirius, what was the worst thing about Azkaban?"

Sirius sighed and looked at the bottle in her hand. "It's going to take more alcohol than this to make me comfortable answering that one."

Paige started to protest and Sirius held up a hand in defeat. "Alright, I did ask you a hard one, so I guess I have to answer this one, don't I?" He ran his hand through his hair, still surprised at how soft it felt. "It would be the silence. After a while, people just couldn't take it any more and they would start screaming, or laughing maniacally, and it would last for a few days. When it finally stopped, when everything went quiet again, they had given up and would be dead within a day or two." He stared at nothing for a while before shaking himself of the memories. He looked up to see Paige regarding him sadly and tried to laugh it off. The sound coming out of his throat was eerie and hollow, even to him.

"Alright, luv. I'm going to get us out of this mood. My next question is, what is your favorite piece of lingerie?"

Paige forced a giggle and set the Jack down, drinking a shot as she did so. "My favorite piece of lingerie?

"Well, that would have to be my light blue thong and the green sports bra that I wear to work out."

Sirius raised an eyebrow. "Sports bra? What's that?"

Paige wordlessly got up and walked into her closet, shutting the door and came out a moment later with her shirt off. Sirius regarded the band of elasticized fabric squeezing her breasts together and scrunched his nose up. "Eh, they look better in your other bras, but this is good."

Paige put her hands on her hips and smiled. "Well, someone is getting used to them! Let's see how good they look when you don't get to see them for a while."

Sirius stepped toward her and she pushed him away, dancing out of his reach. He grinned at her and grabbed her arm, forcefully pulling her back to him. "No, I have just seen them at their best. This does look good, very good, but I like it when they aren't so… flat."

Paige tried to smack him, but he caught her hand instead and there was a mad struggle for the other one. Sirius won and repositioned himself so that he had both hands grasped firmly in one of his. Paige's gaze stayed even with his, not flinching at all, and he smiled. "You keep getting yourself into these situations, don't you luv? Last time I tickled you, what should I do this time?"

Paige stuck her tongue out at him and wriggled, but stayed in his hands. "Why don't you let me go so I can sneeze on you some more?"

Sirius laughed and replied. "No, I think I'll save that one for another time. I could tie you up and see what you have hidden in here, but that might be an invasion of privacy." Paige nodded her approval for disregarding that idea and Sirius continued. "There's always the frosting… but I don't feel like that much sugar tonight." His eyes traveled to the almost full bottle on her desk and he perked up. "I am in the mood for more of your liquor. It sounds very good right now."

Paige sighed. "Alright, but can I stay untied for this one? This is best when I can move around and such."

Sirius winked. "I was just joking, luv." He picked her up and tossed her on the bed, eyeing her prone form. She had an athletic build; with toned legs, a firm butt, and defined arms. The tattoo on her back was something he hadn't noticed before, or hadn't paid attention to, in any case. It was a large set of butterfly wings that spanned her entire back, dipping down below her pajama bottoms.

She rolled over to face him and he admired her front, the ample cleavage was very appealing and she had a firm defined stomach, much thinner than he'd like to see, but it was appealing in it's own way. Her face, of course, was always very pretty to him, with it's rose bud lips, high cheekbones, and large dark brown eyes that he found quite compelling when she stared at him. She was currently doing just that and waiting for him to move on. He smiled sheepishly at her, getting caught looking at someone so intently was kind of embarrassing.

She smiled at him and sat up, pulling him toward the bed. He fell onto it next to her and she giggled. "Ok, I've got it figured out. How many girls have you shagged?" She laid back casually and waited for her answer, unknowingly putting pressure on Sirius.

He gulped tentatively and grimaced. "Well… Um, I… ah… not that many?" He knew he couldn't lie completely, she would find out sooner or later.

Paige shook her head and knocked her knee into his. "I asked how many."

Sirius's voice cracked as he said, "Three." Paige nodded and Sirius suddenly felt like she was comparing him to herself. "I know it's not that many and you've been with loads more than that but-"

Paige cut him off with, "No, Sirius, don't think like that. I'm just curious."

He smiled weakly at her and nodded again. "Ok, now it's my turn. I won't ask you how many you've slept with, partially because I don't want to hear it. I will, however, ask you who was your first kiss and when was it?"

Paige smiled at the memory and replied, "Jeffery Sethlenn, my first boyfriend. We were at the Spring Dance my great aunt would hold every year in the manor and went outside for a walk in the gardens. It was always so neat out there and the blooms had started falling off the apple trees so we had a shower of flowers falling around us."

Sirius gave her an impressed look and chuckled. "Sounds like a good memory. What manor is this?"

Paige tilted her head to the side and closed her eyes, picturing all of it in her mind. "The Montgomery Manor. Great Aunt Ruthie left it to me when she died, as I was the person in the family whom she hated the least. It's a fantastic place, or at least it used to be, with lush gardens that always seemed to be on the verge of being overgrown. The walkways that went through them were filled with fountains and benches and such, nice if you want to find a place to sit and think or read. Inside, if you go in the front door, was the formal dining room. It always seemed to sparkle to me, plates and such on the table at all times. The mahogany table and chairs is an antique that has been handed down since my Great-Great-Grandmother came here from Ireland. The inlay on it was fantastic and I was always so scared at her dinner parties that I would scratch it, so I didn't like sitting at it. The kitchen was big, with an enormous stone fireplace that even had a stand for a cauldron if needed. I would always go in there and get the cook to give me freshly baked cookies and even homemade mints at Christmas time. The room where the parties would take place is the ballroom. Aunt Ruthie had it built after she bought the house in the 30's for all of her grand get togethers and such. Uncle Rodolpho was always fascinated by history and learning, so he had a good sized library and I used to go in there for hours and read." Paige opened her eyes and grinned at Sirius, who had been listening raptly the entire time. "Sorry, I tend to ramble about Montgomery Manor."

Sirius regarded her keenly. "I like it, you get an incredibly serene look on your face when you talk about it." Paige put her arms behind her head and Sirius asked, "you inherited a house but you live in an apartment?"

She nodded, a bit of sadness peeking through on her face. "Yes, the last few years of Ruthie's life were harsh and it started deteriorating pretty badly. By the time it was given to me, along with all of her assets and bank accounts, it was no longer habitable. I want to get it looking good, but I don't have the time or energy to oversee the construction right now."

Sirius thought for a moment and perked up. "You have the money, though?" Paige nodded and he continued excitedly. "If we're here for very long, Remus and I could do it for you!"

Paige shook her head and replied, "No, I'd rather do it myself. I want it to look how it did when I was little. I appreciate the thought, but I'd rather do it myself."

He shrugged. "Well, you talk about it so affectionately that I thought you might want help."

Paige smiled and clapped her hands in front of her. "Alright, now for the next questions. What nicknames do you have and which one is the most embarrassing for you?"

Sirius groaned and dramatically slumped down next to her. "Ugh, you sure like picking the ones I don't want to answer, don't you? Well, there's Padfoot, Filth, Blood-traitor (my dear old mums personal favorite), Lapdog, and your newest addition, Tacoman."

Paige took all of this in and patted him on the back. "Which one is the most embarrassing?"

Sirius gazed into her eyes and Paige knew the answer before he told her. Sighing, he responded, "Blood-traitor. Mum started calling me that when I was put into Gryffindor."

Paige grimaced and tugged on his arm, deciding that the game was over. "C'mon, I'm getting tired. Let's get to sleep, huh?"

Sirius nodded absently and they settled in under the covers. The only thoughts that stayed very clearly with him throughout Azkaban to now were the memories of his family. Those were some of the worst he had, only being trumped by the night that he had gone to Godric's Hollow and found James and Lily dead.

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Remus emerged from the bathroom and rapped on Paige's door. He was greeted by Paige, who was clad only in a thong and her sports bra. "What?", she whined.

Remus looked at Paige and out of habit glanced down, inadvertently seeing her skimpy attire. "Oh!", he exclaimed, covering his eyes with his hand. He blushed and looked anywhere but at the young witch. "Sorry to wake you, but Dumbledore will firecalling here shortly and Sirius needs to be present.", he stammered out.

"Okay", she replied and shut the door. Remus took a deep breath and headed toward the dining room, pondering if Kate owned abbreviated knickers as well.

Sirius walked out into the living room, tying the pajamas as he entered. Looking over at Remus, Sirius noticed he was clad in nothing but a sarong. He smirked at the half-naked werewolf on the couch and asked, "You too, huh?"

Remus nodded and led the way into the dining room where Dumbledore was already waiting for them. Sirius spoke up first, afraid that something was wrong with Harry. "Is everything alright, Professor?"

Dumbledore took in the state of the two men before him and twinkled. "Of course, gentleman. This call isn't for anything horrible. Don't worry, Sirius, Harry is fine." He paused for a moment. "It must be hotter than I thought in Vegas.", he remarked. Both men shifted uneasily and Dumbledore continued, having gotten the reaction he wanted. "I'm calling in concerns to Mr. Pettigrew."

Sirius smirked, unable to resist the sarcasm that he usually used when he attended Hogwarts. "Well, if he were here, we'd sic the girls on him. Unfortunately, he's not, so we'll just have to settle for hoping that he meets a big hungry cat somewhere."

Remus cleared his throat. "What does this have to do with us, Albus?"

"It has a great deal to do with you, to be sure. He's risking being seen, which means we may be able to capture him soon and clear Sirius's name."

Sirius whooped and hugged Remus before turning back to Dumbledore. "Where was he seen at? How easily could he be caught? Was it a reliable source who saw him? What was he doing?"

Albus laughed at the excited man and yelled, "Calm down, my boy! Calm down! He was spotted in a mountainous region of Japan trying to recruit an order of Samurai Wizards. Posing as a photographer, he was taking pictures of everything he could feasibly be interested in. However, we are very fortunate to have posted three Order members there already and they saw him quite clearly.

"What do you want us to do?" Remus asked.

"Just keep a low profile for now, we can't risk Sirius getting caught. Oh, and kindly have a word with Miss Gardener in regards to Order members, she scared Tonks half to death."

Sirius laughed. "Consider it done, Professor. Anything else you'd like us to do?"

"No, but I will let you know if something comes up. And keep up the good work, if you maintain this pace, you might be back in time for Halloween. Good night fellows. Rest well" Dumbledore said before disappearing from the fireplace.

Sirius hugged Remus excitedly. "He's getting sloppy, Remus. Do you know what this means?"

"Yes, old friend.", Remus replied thoughtfully.

Sirius scoffed at him and shook him slightly. "Remus, I've waited fifteen years for that bastard to be brought to justice, how can you remain so calm?"

Remus took a deep breath and gave him his brightest smile. "It is fucking fantastic, Sirius. I guess it just really hasn't sunk in yet."

Sirius stepped away from him and frowned. "What's wrong, Moony?", he said as he patted Remus on the shoulder.

"Nothing to worry yourself over Padfoot. Get some rest.", Remus said with a weak smile and headed toward the door.

Sirius caught Remus's arm and pulled him back over. "No, you don't. I'm your best friend, you can tell me."

Remus sighed. "What's today's date?"

"I don't know, why?" Sirius inquired.

A flicker of pain flashed in Remus's eyes. "I just wanted to know how many days I have left with her. Maybe, it's better not to ask."

Sirius frowned and nodded his understanding. "Remus, we may not end up going back to England any time soon, remember? That's why you and I were sent, because we don't have jobs in England to get back to and we could easily have to stay here months. I wouldn't mind it, I actually get to go places and see people here."

Remus smiled and nodded unenthused. "Sorry friend, it's just close to that time of month."

Sirius sighed. "Is that all?" he asked. "By the way you sound, it's close to the end of the world."

"Yes, I'm sure.", the werewolf responded.

Sirius could see that he wouldn't get anything out of Remus in this mood and shrugged. "Well, I'm here if you need to talk to me, as always."

Remus nodded and headed back to bed. "Goodnight, Padfoot."

"Night." Sirius said and sauntered into the kitchen for a snack.

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When Sirius got back into Paige's room, he saw that she was waiting for him. "I thought you were asleep?"

She looked up from her translations and winked. "Well, it's a lot more fun when I have someone to keep me warm. What on earth did he want at this time of night?"

"Oh! Peter has been rallying people for Voldemort and he's getting a bit haphazard with whom he lets see him. A few members of the Phoenix saw him over in China."

Paige nodded and scribbled something on the parchment before putting it away for the night. "My guess is that Tom saw him."

Sirius walked over to the bed and crawled in, grateful for her warmth. "Who's Tom?"

She yawned and smiled. "Oh, just a guy that used to work around here, once he got recruited he was sent over there to keep an eye on things for Albus. Kinda cute, but too short for my tastes."

"Oh? From what I've heard, you don't really have a preference." Sirius teased.

Paige snorted beneath him and poked him in the ribs. "Well, I like guys who are taller than me. That way I can wear high heels and not make him look short."

Sirius laughed loudly, causing Paige to cast a silencing spell over the room. "Well, then you must love me."

Paige looked up at him from her pillow and patted his chest. "I'd like you a lot more if you were quiet."

Sirius grinned at her and nodded his comprehension, resigning himself to silence so she could sleep.

A/N: There goes Paige again always after the tall, silent types. Anyway, that's all for today. For those of you that may be wondering, werewolves in our little universe have a condition psychologists refer to as MPD or Multiple Personality Disorder because of the split in their physical form once a month. The socially integrated werewolves have smaller the gaps between their personalities and have less fragmented personalities. For example, Kate's human and wolf personas get along fairly well because she was raised around other werewolves and socialized in the ways of using both aspects to her fullest advantage. Remus on the other hand…

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Hello, everyone! First of all, I would like to thank everyone who has reviewed my one-shot stories, as I won't be able to on them. (hence why they are one shots) I really appreciate it guys, you people rock!

Anyway, back to this world!

Miss Moony; You wana know something funny? I had absolutely NO idea what you were talking about when I read your review, 'cause I wasn't the one who answered the reviews and I hadn't read Prof's author's notes, so I just thought you were going nutters until she explained. NOW I know, so I've decided that you are only half way to insane, not all the way there as I originally thought when I read your review. ;p

Katrina McGonagall; I'd enjoy some Jack action, too. The bad thing about that is that he would break into song while he's 'having fun'….. (think of the way you'd react to him singing I Feel Pretty) so I'm not sure he's the guy for me. Sirius, on the other hand, now there's something I could live with.

Lightning Rain; It got lost when you complained about the stereo? I'm lost. How….? Something tells me it's a lot simpler than my mind is making it out to be. Because I'm seeing flying ninjas, pink hippos, and a hell of a lot of spam.

Surfergurl; I think the scene where Kate and Remus have sex will be far more interesting to read. I can think that, because I'm one of the authors, but maybe I'm wrong. As it's already written, I'll have to reread it in a few days and decide whether I like it or not. Hehehe, romance isn't lost… it just moved to Las Vegas.

Sassafras; Bob is just really protective of his daughter. He could be worse, but he knows that she'd defend Remus and he doesn't want to fight his daughter.

That's all for now, folks. Stay tuned for another exciting installment and please don't sue!