Discalimer: I own nothing harry Potterish

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A.n. Because so many of you who reviewed asked a lot of the same thing, i am going to answer the questions I can here.

I'm not actually going to do much to Fudge, since he believes Harry and is a lot nicer than in the books. He is also going to bring out some nicer Werewolf Legislation. Sirius did NOT know of the spell until it was too late, and Umbridge had already done it. In chapter 13, Umbridge says she is going to sort out what her next plan is to legalise it. Sirius had nothing to do with it.I need him for the story so for the story's sake, lets just say she threatened him with The Demetor's Kiss or something.Sirius is a git in this story, but he is getting better. I am hoping, ( if the readers agree) that he and Remus will get back together in the distant future, however he will grovel and be made to beg forgiveness almost, before he gets back into Remus' and Amaya's good books. When Amaya tore the page, there were other books in edition so that wouldn't be tampering with the evidence (thank you to Dante Lewis who pointed that out for me.) Harry is not depraved, by the way, he just really fancies Amaya, and has done since he met her in May/June time at Amaya's school. He is not happy that she is seeing Draco. I might do a Lily/James thing. What do you think? Amaya doesn't always have it better than werewolves. She still reatins a bit of her mind, but the changes will be just as painful and also, she has to control her temper to stop her from changing, so in reality, she is a bit more dangerous than werewwolves. eek. Because Amaya was still Remus' child, and the Aurors were taking her, that constitutes as abduction. When Remus assaulted the Auror, he was protecting his daughter. The penalty for that was a fine. As they thought Amaya was Sirius' Remus would not just get a fine, he would go to prison. As Amaya is sixteen, any contract that involved her needed her signature. Also, it was just to cover ground really. I had Fudge abolish the legislation, so that Amaya could still live with Remus.

Amaya's thoughts

Here it is, the long awaited Reunion. Enjoy


To say that Amaya was in a bad mood was one of the biggest understatements you could make. It would be like saying the sun is warm, and that Umbridge had a hatred for all things not fully human. Since she had told Dumbledore about the curse that Umbridge had used, he had neither spoken to or seen her. When a smiling Pansy had passed Amaya her copy of the Prophet, she had been startled to see Amaya's skipping and danced along the halls as she sang and shrieked her elation. Fearing for her sanity, she pointed out the several students who watched her with mild alarm. Still, the stares could not dampen her mood and she waltzed to her classes, head in the clouds of seventh heaven warbling as she went. However, the twenty six letters she had sent to Sirius, saturated with begging pleas to be taken to Remus immediately had all been unanswered.

Amaya's heart ached for her Papa. She missed his sweet smile, his warm embrace and cinnamon sweet smell of melting chocolate. But instead she was stuck inside in the stuffy Transfiguration classroom, as she tried to change her hedgehog into a pincushion. This is just stupid. Why would you want to do transfigure a hedgehog into a pincushion anyway? Just buy one of the damned things. If this was done in a Muggle environment, some one would report her to Rolf bleeding Harris.

'Try again Miss Granger.' Professor McGonagall tutted sympathetically to the girl, before sweeping over to Amaya, watching her expectantly. Squaring her shoulders, she gave her wand a sharp wave, transforming not only the hedgehog to a royal purple velvet cushion, but all of it's spines to jewelled pins as well. Nodding approvingly, McGonagall walked on. Amaya turned back to see Hermione glare at her as her thick and swollen fingers made her bungle another wand movement. Amaya smirked as she remembered their duel.

Flashback/

Since revealing her therianthropy, the majority of the Gryffindor population had avoided her. Until that is, a group of the elder Gryffindor girls cornered her as she walked from Herbology to lunch with Pansy and Millicent.

'Freak.' A shove to the back sent her sprawling while the familiar insult caused her hackles to rise and the ever present wolf to wake from his stupor that her mind forced upon it. Whirling round she found her self face to face with an irate Ginny Weasley.

'Werewolves should die.' Hissed Lavender. Shouting at the wolf to shut up, Amaya held the arm of a now bristling Pansy.

'Did you know she was a werewolf?' Ginny spat 'Or has she been fooling you into thinking she was normal?'

'Dangerous half breed. You don't deserve to live.' Parvati sneered. Gesturing to her friends to stay out of the upcoming fight, Amaya stepped forward smirk forming and wolf restlessly prowling round the recesses of her mind. 'Do you really think it is wise to insult me? I have a very nasty alter ego.' Her lupine reflexes allowed her to dodge Hermione's stunner.

'Bitch. You aren't fit to be round civilised people. Should be put down. You and your freak father. In response to Hermione's shriek, Amaya spun to face her, and was sent flying several feet by Ginny's redactor. Raucous laughter enraged her, and the snarling and howling wolf flung itself against the rapidly weakening barriers she had imposed upon it.

'We'll drag you to Dumbledore and make him lock you up.' To hell with it. Forcing the mental image of her Papa's disappointed face away, laughter died on the Gryffindor's faces as she faced them, teeth bared and eyes a glowing amber. Balls of light burst from her hands as her magic seeped beyond her control, temporarily blinding them all. Muttering the first hexes that came to mind Amaya reeked havocupon her unfortunate would-be attackers. With tentacles sprouting from her arms, Ginny attempted to swat away flying things that covered her face. Parvati wailed as large, painful boils sprouted along her body. Lavender's hair became a writhing coil of snakes that snapped at her and hissed ominously in her ears as her eyebrows grew to obscure her eyes. Hermione, who for some reason escaped the onslaught, rubbed her eyes from the bright lights of Amaya's magic that had caused black and white diamonds to dance across her vision. She began to whimper as the ground shuddered. Screams sounded as the lawn began to ripple and a chunk of earth cascaded under Hermione's feet, sending her flying with a wail into the greenhouse. She moaned in agony as ruptured bubotubers began to leak pus onto her skin. As Amaya calmed, the waves of grass and earth melded back into the ground.

'Miss Lupin.' The stern voice of McGonagall caused her to wince as she turned. 'My office now.'

Flashback Over/

Amaya grinned. The loss of fifty points and a night's detention was worth it, even if the detention was scouring toilets with Filch. Professor McGonagall's voice cut through her reverie.

'Miss Lupin, although you seemed to have grasped the spell, I would greatly appreciate it if you would stop daydreaming and kindly return to your work.' Scowling, Amaya looked back at the complicated diagram she was copying, showing how the hedgehog was transformed into the pin cushion. In a sulk, she slouched in her chair.

To sit bolt upright again when the faintest breeze carrying a familiar scent wafted through the window, that had been opened to tempt such breezes into the classroom to freshen stale minds, to Amaya's alert nose. Standing, she glanced out of the window and over the lawns to the gate before sprinting from the room, ignoring Mcgonagall's furious shouts of her name.

Racing down the corridors, she threw herself against the doors, jumped down the steps and flew across the grounds, throwing herself into a belovedly familiar embrace, finding again at last, her home.


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