The plot of this story is based on JKR's Harry Potter series. Our plot weaves in 2 new characters: David Murray and Elizabeth Fawkes. It also incorporates ideas borrowed from the White Wolf storyteller game system. This is the second story in our series and our plot weaves around the original plot of Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. We own only our own characters and our plot. All other characters and the original plot belong to JK Rowling. Please don't sue us:) Part 2 of the disclaimer: All gaming terms, references, settings and characters relating to Werewolf: The Apocalypse are owned by White Wolf (Martyn, Macha, Dave, and Lizzy are our own characters however), no copyright infringement is intended. BTW, we are not making a penny off this.

We also want to take this opportunity to acknowledge our good friend, Jason. He created Amadeus and the Werewolf chronicle from which our characters, Martyn and Macha, were based. Without his creative input, Martyn and Macha, and their subsequent development, would never have existed.

Kudos to our Beta Reader RemusisMine: aka JAX

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The Lord, the Lady, and Luna, Year Two

Chapter 3: The Howler or Vicky's Crush

After all of their guests had left, escorted home by Gran, Lizzy's parents, brothers, and sister went back inside. Lizzy however, planted herself at her desk in the lab, figuring now would be a good time to write that letter to Mad-Eye Moody. She began the letter calmly enough, thanking him for his part in obtaining permission for her to use limited magic in her lab. Then, she launched into a tirade about how wrong it was of him to absent himself from Platform Nine and Three-Quarters both in September and again in June. When she finished Mad-Eye's letter, she wrote a second one to Madam Malkin, berating her as well for her absences, although some instinct told her that this letter did not need to be a Howler. As soon as she finished both letters, she threw a pinch of Floo powder into her fire.

"Madam McColloch's!" she said, sticking her head into the green flames. "Hi Gran," she continued when her Gran's living room came into focus.

"Hello, Lizzy dear," Gran replied. "What's up?"

"I finished my letter to Mr. Moody. Could you please turn it into a Howler?"

"Sure, dear. Hand it through. I'll bring it back at dinner time and you can send it off with Tas."

"Thanks, Gran. See you in a bit," Lizzy said and withdrew her head from the fire. Seeing that she had a couple hours before dinner, she opened the book Snape had given her with the intention of starting work on the first potion. Reading over the description and instructions, Lizzy saw that the first potion involved wolfbane. It was a potion designed to help protect one against the bite of a werewolf. Supposedly, the potion negated the effects of lycanthropy if one were bitten, preventing the victim from also becoming a werewolf. Lizzy saw right away the flaw with that idea. In order for that to work, people would have to drink a dose of the potion daily, because they could really never know when they may or may not be attacked. Looking over it again, she felt that in any case, it wasn't likely to work, and was probably someone's money-making idea, developed probably during a werewolf scare. The book, being a reputable potions text, contained a warning stating that the potion had never been proven to work in such a way. There were also suggestions, more believable but also unproven, that the potion might work better in repelling werewolves, who would smell the wolfbane on their intended victim and desist. This too, had the drawback of necessitating the individual to drink it daily.

Lizzy also read about another wolfbane potion that had been tried many times over the years to cure lycanthropy. All attempts so far had failed and in one extreme case, the level of wolfbane in the potion had killed the werewolf. As she read, she realised that making the first potion would be a complete waste of time. She didn't want to present Snape with nothing though, so she wrote a detailed report as to why the potion was not worthwhile. Next, she pulled out all the books she had that dealt with potions and plants and set to work on researching wolfbane. She began by checking some of the previous attempts at the wolfbane cure. After reading three variations, she saw that they all ran into the same problem. The potion required a certain amount of both wolfbane and nightshade, two plants that she knew were notoriously difficult to combine. At this point, she ceased her research and looked up the basic ingredients for the potion. She wrote out, leaving out the quantities, those that were needed for their medicinal qualities and ignored the rest. She decided that what she would do is start from scratch, using her own book knowledge and intuition to decide what bases to mix the ingredients in. She also felt that curing lycanthropy, while it might eventually be possible, was not their main immediate problem. She decided that what she would do is try and create something that would reduce the symptoms. Maybe something that would calm the werewolf and possibly put him to sleep for the duration of the nights of his or her change. She was so absorbed in writing notes for herself that she completely lost track of the time and didn't even hear someone enter her lab. She jumped when a hand tapped her shoulder.

"Lizzy dear, have we forgotten about dinner?" It was her Gran.

"Geez, Gran, don't sneak up on me like that!" Lizzy exclaimed. "Is it dinner time already? Wow, I guess I really got involved." Gran looked at the books, paper, and parchment that were spread all over her desk and counter and smiled.

"It sure looks like it, dear," she replied. "What are you so busy with?" Lizzy began telling her Gran about the wolfbane potion and her ideas as she locked up her lab and the two of them walked into the house for dinner.

"By the way, dear," Gran said inside, "Here is your Howler."

"Thanks, Gran," Lizzy said, smiling. "Here, Tas. Could you take this to Mr. Moody? Then, take this letter to Madam Malkin. You're such a clever owl to know that you'd be flying for me, you had your dinner earlier." Tas ruffled his feathers happily at her praise, stuck his legs out one at a time to let her tie the letters on, and flew out the window.

During dinner, Lizzy and her Gran chatted about potions, school, and magic in general which was fairly confusing to the others, although Vicky was rather interested.

"Lizzy," she said at one point, "Is that nice friend of yours going to come and visit us this summer?"

"You mean Lil' Billy?" Sam asked. "He's such as cute little kid."

"Yeah, and he knows it, too," Giles added.

"No!" Vicky replied, a bit exasperated with her brothers. "We know he'll be back, probably lots of times. I meant that nice, handsome David boy. I hope he'll come and visit us."

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Here ends chapter three of our second story. We will try not to take quite so long in writing this one, but of course, with kids and work, we can't make any promises. Please review and tell us what you think. BTW, this is, to some degree, an alternate universe fic. In the immortal words of Adam Savage (from the TV show "Mythbusters"): "I reject your reality and substitute my own." :)