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"To be completely honest, I have absolutely no idea what he's planning. And I won't unless he feels it necessary to tell me: Remus explained to the slightly startled girl beside him. "All I know is he plans to use your position as Harry's friend to help You Know Who. But, the thing is, he wants you to be a secret right now, so I'm supposed to watch over you and, er...teach you."

A small," Oh!" was all the girl could muster.

"Come on," he said as he led her towards The Leaky Cauldron. "We should get back before Molly starts worrying too much.

"Wait," Hermione said as they walked into the alley after going through the door. "If you are supposed to be teaching me...then aren't I supposed to, um, change?"

Remus seemed to think about this for a moment. "Well, I could just tell him-"

"But what makes you think he'll beleive that! If he doesn't see me ever then he'll start to suspect something. That could get you killed!"

"I'm sure that won't happen, Hermione. I doubt he'll even check-"

"And I'm telling you I don't want to endanger your life."

"My life is in danger everyday," the older man sighed.

Hermione gave him a stern look that reminded him a lot of Molly and he resisted the urge to laugh. "Hermione, I know you want to keep this a secret, but you can't if you are gone the three nights of a fullmoon. That is a bit obvious."

Hermione chewed on her bottom lip, a sign she was thinking hard. "I know," she said. "I can change one night out of the three! And then we can make sure I'm seen."

"But that would still be a potential problem with your unexplained absence."

Hermione looked down at the ground, realizing she would have to inform McGonagall at least where she was going once a month. She sighed. "We could tell Professor McGonagall," she said meekly. "She should probably know about what Greyback is up to as well."

"Are you up for it?" he asked, worry wrinkling his forehead.

Hermione nodded. "But we better do it before I lose my nerve."

Minerva looked tired, stressed, and about 20 years older when Hermione and Remus walked into the study to find her. Her hair was in disarray, strands of hair sticking out of the bun on the back of her head and her eyes looked bloodshot. She looked up at the two of them as they entered and smiled weakly. "What can I do for you?"

"Well," Remus started. "I beleive there is something Hermione would like to tell you. And a slight problem we need your help with."

Minerva gave them a reassuring smile as she gestured for them to sit down. "Tea?" she asked.

"No thank you," Hermione and Remus both said.

Then they sat in silence for another minute before Minerva cleared her throat. "So, are you going to tell me what it is, Ms. Granger? I can't help if I don't know what it is."

"Well, here's the thing," Hermione began as she wrung her hands together in her lap. Her heart was beating fast in her chest and she was so light headed from fear she was afraid she would pass out. "I-I seem to have been bitten by a werewolf."

The first thing Minerva did was jerk her head to stare at Remus, who sighed deeply. "It was not me, Minerva."

A flood of releif flooded the old witch as she heard that. At least it wasn't Remus. Wait, Hermione was still a werewolf.

"When did this happen?"

"I-I guess a-about a month ago."

"You guess? Do you not know what happened?"

"I do," the girl said softly, looking down at her lap. "I mean, I didn't know it was a werewolf when it bit me, but then I ch-changed and-" Hermione stopped as a sob shook her body and silent tears fell down her cheeks.

"I need to know what happened Hermione," Minerva said, trying to snap her out of it long enough to explain.

"I went home, to my paren't house a few weeks ago to let them know I was ok and would be gone the rest of the summer. It was night, and while I was there we heard a noise outside. We thought it was the raccoons in the garbage again," she said with a small smile. "Instead I saw a small dog. It looked like a puppy. I went to grab it and it just nipped me. It barely even bled at all. I-I didn't think anything of it. It was so small...it barely even bit me," she said trailing off as more tears choked her up.

"A puppy?" Remus said, looking at Minerva. "Greyback's been turning children again without their parent's knowing."

Minerva sighed and rubber her eyes behind her glasses. She didn't know how to handle this situation. She didn't know if she could handle it.

"I don't want anyone else to know," Hermione said suddenly. "I-I'm not ready for it."

Minerva gave her a small reassuring smile. "You do know they have the right to know."

"I do, but I can't right now. I'm having enough trouble dealing with this myself. I'm not ready to help them deal with it too."

"There is one more thing," Remus said, grabbing Minerva's attention. "Greyback tracked her the last fullmoon and knows who she is. And he said something about using her. He knows she's one of Harry's best friends and he wants to use her. But he doesn't want anyone to know yet. He even wants it secret from You Know Who. He told me to t-teach her."

"Oh my, if Greyback already knows then we need to find someway to keep her away!"

"Professor, if I stay away, then Greyback will know Professor Lupin isn't on his side and he could ... he could kill him," Hermione said quickly.

Minerva turned to Remus who gave her a slight nod.

"We think we came up with a suitable plan, but we need your help. Hermione said she would be willing to turn one night out of the three so Greyback would sense her and know she was around. And she is also going to make the Wolfsbane for the other two nights. But, since she doesn't want anyone else to know, there is no explanation for her to be away."

"It's rather simple Remus," McGonagall said. "Obvious in fact."

Remus raised his eyebrows at her before she continued. "We will alert the Order that Ms. Granger will be making the Wolfsbane potion for you and she must do it at your house. That way any absences she has will be noted to that. And she will make it at your house. That should take care of it I think."

"I actually hadn't thought of that," Remus said.

They both looked over at Hermione who was silently just staring at a nonexistant piece of lint on her pants.

"I shall alert the Order tomorrow morning during our meeting and you can start on that potion tomorrow evening," Minerva said after a minute of silence.

Hermione looked up at her and nodded. "Thank you."

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o.o! Hermione + Remus in a house alone...the things I could do! Oh my!