By the time they reached Dumbldore's office Selena had stopped crying completely. He uttered "lemon drops" and the stone gargoyle moved sideways revealing the stairway to his office. As they stepped up the stairs and opened the big oak door Selena realized that her parents would be here soon. This thought only made her feel worse. They both stepped into Dumbledore's office. All the portraits were sound asleep. Only now did she steal a glance at the clock. It was fifteen till seven. Fawkes stood on his perch staring intently at Selena. She laid her satchel next to Dumbledore's desk which was cluttered with different objects many of which she didn't recognize. There was a knock on the door. Dumbledore went to answer it. After peering out the door her turned to look at her.

"Surely, Ms. Alexander, you won't mind me stepping out for a moment."

"No, sir" she answered knowing he wold have stepped out with or without and answer.

She could here voices, but she couldn't tell who else was out there or what they were saying. She walked over behind his desk to an old mirror. She gazed at herself attentively. Her long strait black hair shined as it continued down to her middle back. She had a pale, but clear complexion, but the most exceptional feature about her was her eyes. They were breathtaking, the lightest of browns. Her honey color of her eyes were a side effect of her lycanthropy. She had always thought she had a nice chest, a c-cup. She had a narrow waist, but she wasn't a scrawny and wide hip.

"Thank you for waiting, Ms. Alexander,"

Selena turned around to find that Dumbledore had returned from his chat with who ever.

"Mr. Lupin just wanted to return this book he borrowed specifically from me. He flopped the book down on his desk.

"Please have a seat,"

"Yes, sir"

"Your parents will be here shortly," he said calmly.

She felt as though something was constricting her around the stomach.

"Ms. Alexander, I can't help but feel as though your home life isn't as you pretend it to be."

Selena simply lowered her head. There was a knock on the door. Selena scented her parents.

"Remember, I am always here for you, Selena" he said getting up to answer the door.

"Yes, Sir" she answered trying to ready herself for her parents show they put on every time they came to get her.

"Why hello, Mr. And Mrs. Alexander, how nice to see you again. Selena could hear the disgust in his voice although he was doing very well to cover it up.

She felt to pairs of arms wrap around her.

"Oh we've missed you so much," said her mom acting the best she could which wasn't that great.

Her dad just stood there looking annoyed. "Come on, Martha, bring the girl," he finally said.

She wasn't Selena, or his daughter, or even the child, no she was just the girl. Her mom grabbed her wrist and pulled her up as though she couldn't get up on her own. She yanked her arm out of her mom's grasp ignoring the look it earned her from her dad. She walked over to Dumbledore's desk to get her satchel, which sat, in the floor leaning up against on of the legs. She grabbed it and when she straitened up she noticed the book lying on the corner of the desk, the one Remus had returned. The Complete Book of Werewolves by Ashley Leonard. At that moment everything clicked.

That day she bumped into him and noticed his eyes, why they were so much like hers… why his friends called him Moony…why he always had to make up missed work when she did…why he seemed so different…

She snapped her head in Dumbledore's direction only to find him smiling. Selena collapsed into the closest chair. ' 'Oh my God' how did I not notice? All the clues and signals and I…

"Selena let's go!"

"You can borrow it, Ms. Alexander" Dumbledore said as though he was reading her mind.

"Thank you, sir" she said.

"I also suggest that upon your arrival back that you have a little chat with Mr. Lupin."

"You mean he knows…"

"Yes, now run along,"

Selena scampered past her dumbfounded parents and out the door. She couldn't wait to start reading the book. She usually hated reading, but books about her condition she didn't mind. They headed to the Quidditch pitch to find a quffle lying in the middle of the large field. They headed to the usual portkey. It was to risky to use floo power in Dumbledore's office incase someone traced it back to Hogwarts. They all touched it at once without a signal from each other. They had done this many times before. After a few moments they found them selves in their back yard. Selena started to walk towards to two-story house when an unsuspecting fist struck her in the head. She fell to the ground and when she landed there was a loud air-splitting crack. She had landed sideways on her arm. As much as she wanted to scream, as much as she wanted to cry she held it back. She wouldn't give him that pleasure.

"I don't know what you and that old man were trying to pull back there but I didn't like it one bit. You hear!" He yelled.

She didn't answer. That made him even madder. He kicked her in the back and then in the head before pulling her to her feet and throwing her into the backyard shed. She let the tears flow freely as she cradled her broken arm. She slowly clambered over to the worn out mattress her mom had provided her. She curled up and went to sleep. She woke up about six and couldn't go back to sleep. She decided that she would try to read some before her transformation. She got up carefully and grabbed her satchel and pulled out the book. She laid back down and opened to chapter one…