Disclaimer: Don't own. 'Nuff said.

Author's Note: Thank you for all of your reviews (I haven't thanked you for a while, so I thought I would). Sorry about the lack of pranks and Harry/Draco moments. I've only just realized I've been neglecting them a bit.

""Wolf speak""

Moony is Remus in Werewolf form
Eclipse is Harry Werewolf form
Lycan is Draco Werewolf form

The Tales of Werewolves
Confrontations

Eclipse watched his adopted cub with his arms around Sirius. He had just witnessed Sirius try to kill himself by throwing himself off the tower, and Dom save him.

But his Werewolf mind didn't dwell to long on that. They were safe as long as they were together. Moony was still in the shack, expecting his pack to come and be with him. He was confined in a small space, which is one of the worst places a Werewolf could be.

Lycan came up beside him, his platinum blond fur sopping wet. ""Shall we join Moony in the shack. He'll be angry his pack isn't there.""

""He needs company. Sure, he's mature for his age, but he's still just a cub.""

Lycan nodded. A shiver went through his body.

""How can you be cold with a coat as thick as yours?""

""I'm not. It was just a shiver. Anyway, your coat isn't as thick as mine, I don't know how you can stand it.""

Eclipse grinned and shook himself, spraying Lycan with water droplets.

""Thanks for that.""

""Do you want go down there and reassure Moony, tell him everything's alright?""

""Yeah, but let's not tell him what's happened. That should be Sirius' job.""

"Kathy, wake up. Please." Severus knelt next to Kath's bed, his hand on her shoulder, shaking her gently. "Katherine, please."

Her eyes fluttered open and she yawned widely. "What are you doing here?" She lifted her head up. The light was dim, so she couldn't make out the details of his face properly.

"I need to talk to you. To anyone really, but preferably you, but if you're to tired, then I can go… You should sleep." He said suddenly, "It was stupid of me to come." He stood, but Kath grabbed his sleeve to stop him leaving.

"Oh, don't you dare. C'mon, talk." She sat up, moved over a bit and pulled the corner of the blankets down so he could slide under.

Severus took his robe and tie off then undid the first three buttons on his shirt. He slid into the bed.

"How did you know I was in the Room of Requirement?"

"I was walking around. I knew you wouldn't be in your dormitory. The door just appeared as I was approaching this part of the corridor. I needed to talk to you. I suppose the room could sense it."

Kath wrapped one arm around Severus and shifted a bit, so their bodies were touching. "What's on your mind?"

His shoulders started shaking slightly. "I couldn't take it." His voice was strained. "I tried to e-end my life." He sniffed. "I couldn't do it outright, I had to drag other people into it."

"What did you do?" She whispered.

"Lupin's secret. The one I told you about. He's a Werewolf."

"That explains why he disappears into the passageway near the Whomping Willow."

Severus sniffed again. "I forced Black to tell me, with an Unforgivable curse. He freezes it by pressing a knot on the trunk with a stick. I used a m-memory charm." His voice broke. "I went down tonight. I knew a Werewolf was at the end. It was just an easy way of doing it… Kathy, I'm so sorry."

Kath brushed his hair out of his eyes. "It's alright. You can stay here if you like. So you don't have to go back to the Slytherins… Do you want to talk about why?"

"I'll stay." Was all Severus said.

"Alright."

"Thank you, so much."

"It's alright."

They were silent for a long time. Just as Kath was going to sleep again, Severus spoke. "I know you're a Vampire." Her eyes shot open. "I saw you being beaten up. It took a while for me to got my head around it, but I think I'm ok with it. A bit disappointed you couldn't tell me, but I know you had your reasons."

"Sorry."

"It's alright. I'm just sorry I didn't stop them."

"Don't give it a second thought."

Eclipse gently pawed the door open. The large room was flooded with moonlight, and the roof was leaking. In the middle of the room was a light brown, young looking Werewolf, who was bitting and scratching every part of his body he could reach.

""Moony, stop that!"" Lycan snarled, asserting his dominance.

Moony turned his head and looked at Eclipse and Lycan, blood dripping from his mouth. Normally when another Werewolf invaded his territory, he had the urge to fight them, to establish a chain of command.

He automatically felt inferior to the blonde in the front, and superior to the black one a few steps back, holding the door open. It was as if they'd fought before, but they haven't.

""Who are you, and why are you here?""

""I'm Eclipse, he's Lycan. Your pack aren't coming.""

""Yes, they are! They're just late they always come. They have to come."" Desperation and a flicker of Remus shone came through in Moony's voice.

""They're not coming. You must understand that."" Lycan said softly. Moony whined, and lifted his head up and howled mournfully. He lay down in a puddle of his own blood and continued whining.

Eclipse crossed the room and lay down too. He rested his head and left paw on Moony's back. Lycan jumped up on a chewed and broken chair so he could watch over his pack until the moon set.

… Remus opened his eyes. He was lying on an unmade bed, and he could feel the springs in the mattress. He couldn't move. Blood over whelmed his senses, but he couldn't transform. His body couldn't take it, but his insides were churning, trying to change, though he couldn't physically do it.

"Scourgify." Someone (with a very croaky voice) cast a cleaning spell, and the smell of blood quickly faded.

"Remus." Draco had a makeshift walking stick, made from a branch. He wasn't really using it. He sat down on a wooden chair in Remus' view, so he wouldn't have to move his head.

Remus knew better then to talk when he was still weak.

"You were very moody tonight." Draco continued. "You were like a pregnant woman, crying one minute then tearing Harry to pieces the next. He's all right though, but there's trouble at the school, you should get back as soon as possible. Your friends are worried... Here."

Draco pulled a potion vial out of his pocket, uncorked it, and then pressed it to Remus' dry lips.

He only just managed to swallow it.

"You'll be fine soon. That potion will start working in a few minutes, if you relax it'll be even less then that."

Remus found his throat wasn't as sore when he spoke. "Where were they?"

"There was a… situation." Remus rolled over to see Harry standing next to the bed. "It'll be explained to you later, it's not really our place to say If you need to talk to us after you find out though, we'll listen. We've been through almost everything the world could possible throw at us."

"Someone hasn't been killed have they? I didn't kill anyone, did I?"

Remus' eyes were wide, and he sat himself upright. He didn't wince since the Potion was working.

"Nothing that dramatic." Harry laughed.

Draco held out his branch for Remus to take. "We should get going."

Remus got out of the bed and stood shakily, leaning heavily on his 'walking stick'. His legs felt like jelly and every now and again, he would stumble and either Harry or Draco would steady him.

Sirius' eyes fluttered open. He had been lying in bed for the tree days of the full moon, missing all his classes, not showering or shaving… He couldn't give up food though (he liked it too much), consequently that also meant he had to get up to use the bathroom.

That was pretty much it. Dom would bring him his food and try to convince him to get out of bed, two days out of the three. The first day Dom wouldn't leave his side, something Sirius was grateful for.

He didn't think he could stand being alone for that day.

He heard the door open, and Dom pulled back his curtains fully. Sirius closed his eyes against the sun.

"What are you doing, trying to blind me?"

"No, I'm trying to get you out of bed."

Dom sat on the edge of Sirius' bed. "Are you still 'snuffley'? I did ask you if you wanted to come inside, so you have only yourself to blame."

"As you keep reminding me. And I'm feeling much better, thanks for asking."

"He says after he's gone through three tissue boxes."

Sirius rolled his eyes and sat up. He stretched and ran a hand through his now oily hair.

"You stay in bed any longer you're going to end up looking like Snivellus" Dom lay down and rested his head on Sirius' chest. "Come on, Snuffles, get out of bed."

Sirius smiled. "What have I told you about that nickname?"

Grinning cheekily, Dom replied, "Not to use it. But I'm going to keep using it until you get out of bed!"

Sirius groaned and pushed Dom off him and onto the spot next to him. "James still isn't talking to me. I'm not moving until he does."

"He's not going to talk to you until you move… Moony came back this morning. You have to tell him, Snuffles."

Sirius closed his eyes and sighed.

"I'll be right by your side, Sirius. You don't have to worry." Dom kissed him, but drew back quickly. "But you do have to brush your teeth."

"… I really have to do this, don't I?"

"Yeah."

Dominic walked next to Sirius on the way to the Hospital Wing. Sirius felt like hyperventilating. Friendship had always been the most important thing to him.

He hated his family, so he couldn't really hold them in high esteem. It was almost impossible for anyone to hold them in high esteem.

He'd never really had a solid girlfriend or boyfriend either. All he had were one-nightstands and they were not really worth anything.

All he really had were his friends.

When they entered the Hospital Wing, Dom dropped to two steps behind him. Remus was sitting in one of the beds, reading a book on Legilimency.

"Remus, I gotta tell you something."

"You're telling me! Draco and Harry said something's happened, but they won't tell me what, they said it's not their place. What's happened?"

"You have no idea how sorry I am. I told Snape how to freeze the Willow and get into the tunnel."

"You what?" Remus growled.

"I'm so sorry, Remus, I was mad, he asked me, and I blurted it out, you have no idea how sorry I am."

"Did he see… Moony?"

Dom walked away to sit on one of the beds as far away as he could, to give them some privacy.

Sirius took a deep breath, "Yes, he did, but James stopped him before he could get hurt, and took him back to the castle and then to Dumbledore. I've been told he's been sworn to secrecy, but I don't know for sure."

Remus nodded slowly. "Alright. Can I think about this for a while?"

Sirius walked out with his head down. Remus buried his face into his pillow, pounding his fist into it. Dom watched.

'He's taking this well, considering the circumstances'

He walked over to Remus' bed and sat down on the chair next to it. He cleared his throat and Remus looked up.

"Sirius asked me not to tell anyone this, but I think you should know. He threw himself off the top of the west tower. I caught him before he hit the ground."

Remus took an intake of breath, it wasn't quite a gasp, but it was almost one.

"Today was the first day he's dragged his arse out of that bed since the first day of the full moon. He does feel bad. And there's something else, something we don't know… I don't know what it is, but it's there."

"Thanks for telling me, but it doesn't change the fact that, whether by accident or not, he betrayed my trust."

"Remus, I know what it's like to have a huge secret be let out, you should be lucky it was only Snape… and not the entire Gryffindor house, like it was when mine came out. Everyone'd always known that I wasn't human, but then they found out how, and why… They found out who my father is. I should be grateful it wasn't the Slytherins"

Dom seemed to be talking more to himself then to Remus.

"They're all became afraid of me. Well, Everyone except my best friend, who already knew. Dumbledore swore them to secrecy too."

That had been the main thing Dom had thought of when Dumbledore died. He knew it was selfish, but now that he had died, he was worried the Gryffindors would think they could tell everyone now.

"I imagine it was a rather incriminating secret, since they're all afraid of you."

"Incriminating's not the word I'd use, but something similar to it."

"What was the secret?"

Dom sighed heavily and put his head in his hands, massaging his temples with his thumbs. Remus pushed himself up a bit more, so he was sitting a bit straighter. He took his book out of his lap and put it on the table at the side of the bed.

"I suppose you know the value of a secret. But you must promise me you won't treat me any differently."

Remus nodded.

"My father is…" Dom hesitated. "He's… It's hard for me to admit he's my father out loud. I'm sorry."

"It's ok."

"Tom Marvolo Riddle." He said suddenly

"Who?"

"Ask Dumbledore about him, the whole story, he'll tell you." Dom looked up as the door opened. "Speak of the Devil." He stood up and left. "Headmaster." He said as he walked past.

"Mister Riddle. Mister Lupin, I trust you are doing as well as can be expected." His eyes twinkled.

Remus spared one last glance at Dom as he closed the doors, before focusing on the Headmaster again.

"I'm fine, but I have a question. Who's Tom Marvolo Riddle?"

The twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes dimmed and almost died out completely. "Where did you hear that name?"

"Dom. He said to ask you about him."

Dumbledore sighed. "Tom was one of the most talented students to ever come to this school. Very powerful, and the Heir of Salazar Slytherin."

"Slytherin?"

Dumbledore nodded sadly. "There is more." There was almost a question in his voice, asking if Remus wanted to know more.

Remus gave him a look to, hopefully, encourage him.

"Tom, was obviously put into Slytherin, and when he was sixteen, grew sick of having his Muggle father's name, so, that summer, Tom found out from the orphanage he lived in, his father's address. He tracked him down, and killed him."

"At sixteen?"

"Yes, Mister Lupin, at sixteen. When he graduated, he buried himself so deep into the dark arts that when he returned, he was no longer physically recognizable. His true personality shone through, and he lead us to believe that the entire time he was at Hogwarts, he had been restraining his powers."

"There's more, isn't there?"

"When he returned to society he had a new name, so no one could connect him to the boy he once was. He named himself: Lord Voldemort."

Person (anonymous): Dom has wings, and can fly like a Dementor from the 3rd movie and not have wind resistance.

Abby (anonymous): William 'Bill' Weasley died in Harry's sixth year. The Bill I talk about is Hermione and Ron's son. They named him William (or Bill as a nickname) in his memory.

A/N: I'm going to start answering peoples' questions now, if there are any more.