Lorelei gathered her things, her black leather bound book, the box that held the silver and ivory charms. Putting them in her bag, she shouldered it, and headed down from the dorms. She knew Slughorn would have most of the other ingredients she needed, and the one he didn't...well she carried that with her always. "Going somewhere?" The chill voice spoke as she reached the door leaving the common room. "Slughorn's gathering perhaps? We could walk together."

"Why Severus, I thought you were done with me." Lorelei smiled, a wry smile. "Although I'm afraid, I have other obligations tonight."

"Can't say that I'm surprised." Severus returned her wry smile with one of his own. "It's a dark moon tonight, if I'm not mistaken."

"Dark, new." Lorelei shrugged, "Call it what you will. But as I said, I do have other obligations." She looked at him for a moment. "Are you really going to Slughorns?"

"Not by choice, I assure you." Severus replied. Lorelei raised an eyebrow in question. "He has something I require. And only by going to this farce am I gaurenteed it's procuring."

"Good luck with that." Lorelei returned. "Now if you don't mind. My time is not fully my own tonight." Severus nodded his understanding, and Lorelei continued on her way. 'What was that all about?' she wondered on the way to the potions room.

Once safely in the potions room, Lorelei used a spell to bar the door from would-be intruders, the last thing she needed was someone interupting the magic she was to be doing that night. "First thing first." she spoke to herself, "I have one more ingredient I need." Lorelei pushed up the left sleeve of her shirt, exposing the flesh. She held a dagger in her right hand, and pressing it to her skin, she drug the blade across, leaving a scarlet trail in it's wake. She watched carefully as the drops of blood fell from the wound. Putting the blade down, Lorelei retrieved a vial, and collected some of the liquid life.

Lorelei set the collected blood aside for a moment, turning to the herbs she had strewn out before her, and readied the cauldron for her task. Slowly she measured each ingredient carefully, and placed it in the cauldron. Soon she had a potions brewing, taking on a red hue, looking much like the blood she had just taken from her own body. While the liquid set for it's time, Lorelei turned once more one of the key ingredients, her blood...werewolf blood. Holding it over the flame of a candle, she rendered it from liquid to a fine powder.

With the silver and ivory disks laying before her, Lorelei continued her work, sprinkling the dried blood over them. Then measuring the red liquid from the cauldron, she placed some of it on the medallions as well. Taking a deep breath, she prepared herself to speak the words of the spell that would seal the magic, and create 'The Amulet of the Beast'.

"Prohibeo , quod creo.

Everto of luna plenus.

Licet non exsisto iacio , vacuus ceterus.

In argentum rutilus lux lucis , vomica exsisto levo.

In subluceo of niveus , vomica exsisto iacio.

Per cruor , quod herb , quod veneficus penitus.

EGO iacio thee in exsistece.

Permissum argentum run solvo.

Permissum ivory exsisto ut bone inside thee."

After speaking the incantation, Lorelei watched as the substances on the disk bubbled, and seemed to be sucked inside the amulets. What were once plain, smooth disks, were slowly etched by magic. A wolfish beast came into being, chains binding it. Lorelei smiled, pleased with herself, the images appearing on the disks before her, matched the one she wore around her neck.

Carefully Lorelei removed her own amulet, setting it off to the side. She reached out twords the silver disk before her tentively, fearing that it might burn. Fingers met cold metal, and the breath she had been holding wthout realizing it escaped. She retrieved her own amulet, and placed the one she had made for Remus in her pocket. Taking the ivory amulet, she placed it back in the little wooden box, and sealed it with a charm. Tomarrow she would have to get her creations to Remus Lupin. But for tonight, her body was telling her she needed sleep.

Author's Note The incantation is in Latin.
Translation:

To prevent, and to create.

Demon of the moon full.

One can not be cast, without the other.

In the silver shining light, the curse be lifted.

In the glow of white, curse be cast.

By blood, and herb, and magic intent...

I cast thee into exsistece.

Let silver run free.

Let ivory be as bone, inside thee.