A/N: Weeeeee! Six reviews! Let's see, that would about... six more than I expected. Thank you, thank you, thank you! Here are my answers to any new ones:

Dee: Glad you like it! I hope you continue reading it.

Rumpleteaze: It feels so good to be loved! I see you put me in your C2. I'm honored! This is gonna sound dumb, but I was wondering, how do I become a staff member? I don't know much about C2s, but I love 'Ron as a werewolf' stories (hence why I'm writing this one).

UK All The Way: You won't have to bet much longer. The stranger gets unmasked a few lines down. You'll just have to keep betting a little longer on Hermione though.

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The stranger followed Dumbledore up to his office. Several of the former Headmasters and mistresses

greeted him, others stuck up their noses at the fowl half-breed of a creature.

"You can hang your cloak on that coat hook there if you wish."

They did as they were told. Beneath the hood was a gaunt looking man, scared, and his once brown hair was now streaked with gray.

Dumbledore took a seat behind his elaborate desk. The figure followed suite, sitting in the one of the chairs placed in front of the desk.

"So, what have you come to speak with me about Remus?" Lupin seemed to tighten at these words. He wasn't really sure how to say it, but he managed to stutter out a reply.

"W-well, last night was the full moon, as you're probably aware, and I needed to come to Hogwarts in order to get ingredients for the Wolfsbane Potion. My plan was simply to floo here from Grimmauld Place in the afternoon but, as luck would have it, I was out Floo Powder. I figured I could just take a Muggle bus as close to here as it would go." Here he paused, thinking of how to put the next part. "The bus, i-it took longer than I had expected. And then it also didn't go as close to Hogwarts as I had hoped. I was walking through Hogsmeade around 4:30p.m. I knew I didn't have long before I would transform, so I took a shortcut throught the Forbidden Forest seeing as I knew the place quite well. That too took longer than I had expected. The trees were so dense I didn't notice how low the sun was getting. I was about halfway through the forest when I started to transform. I tried getting back to the Shrieking Shack, but it was too late. I transformed in the forest and I-I,"

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, "Remus, is it really that bad?"

"Yes, it is actually... Dumbledore, I fear I may have bitten one of the students."

Dumbledore was silent for a long moment. He looked down towards his hands, soaking in the shocking news. Lupin had always been so careful about such an event. He knew he would never wish what had plagued him for so long on another.

"What exactly leads you to believe this? Surley you must have some evidence."

Lupin reached into his pocket to pull out a tattered piece of black cloth. It looked to be soaked in blood.

"When I woke this morning this was in my mouth. I could taste blood, I was covered in it. I had an odd feeling as well, similar to how I felt after... the incident.

Another moment passed before Dumbledore spoke. How could he deny such clear testimony?

"Do you have any clue to who the victim might have been?"

"I can only assume it must have been a boy, seeing as this is the bottom of a pant leg."

"Yes... would you mind if I kept this?" Dumbledore said indicating towards the scrap of fabric. "Maybe it might help in the future."

"No, of course not."

The two seemed lost in thought during yet another pause. It was broken as Lupin rose from his chair.

"I should probably be leaving now, Buckbeak's long overdue for a feeding."

"Right! Yes, you should get back home and rest some. Merlin knows you could use it. Why don't you just floo back from here." Dumbledore got up and walked over to the majestic fireplace gracing the wall of his office. Fawkes squawked loudly as he scooped a large handful of powder from a bowl near his perch.

"There you are." With that the pile of Floo Powder was placed in his palms. Lupin could feel that the headmaster's hands were cold and shaking. He remembered all of the stress he had caused him while he attended Hogwarts. Now he had created another like himself. Done something he swore he would never. Cursed another to lead the life of torture he had. And he had created even more stress for the old man.

"Take care Dumbledore." Said the stranger before disapearing back to the miserable House of Black.