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—Year I: Part VIII: Edging Towards the Truth—
March was a busy month. A really busy month. Even since the last full moon, Sirius and Peter were bent on uncovering Remus' big "secret." James teetered between defending Remus, and joining the bandwagon. Remus seemed to pick up on their incessant speculative glances, and was constantly confused and on edge, and she was left to do damage control. Then, to top it all off there was Remus' birthday, as well as her own and her brothers, and then the end of the month…
It was chaotic. It was beyond chaotic, to be honest—borderline, yank-my-hair-out, insane, if she was to tell the truth. But, then again, the Marauders did always seem to thrive on everything and anything chaotic, so it was nothing if not befitting.
It all started a few days before a certain werewolf's birthday, and the twelve year-old-to-be seemed the opposite of excited for his upcoming celebration.
Remus was sitting on the edge of one of the plump red couches set before the cackling fire in the Common Room, elbows set on his legs and heavily leaning forward with his eyes locked dead set on the dancing and curling flames. His lips were set in a thin, white line; faint, purple circles were imprinted underneath his darkened honeyed eyes.
To his right and a bit behind him, towards the table and pair of chairs set next to a window in the Common Room, Sirius and Peter sat together, playing a game of cards. Every once in a while they would look over at Remus, staring rather blatantly while whispering under their breaths and using the buzz of other various conversations as a cover.
Coming from downstairs to look for her friends and her brother—the latter of which nowhere in sight—she came upon this sight and immediately bee-lined towards Remus, worried. Plopping down next to the sandy-haired boy, Kagome nudged at him in concern, leaning forward to peer at his face. "Remus, what's wrong? You look as if you're about to pass out!" she murmured, her voice lined with mild distress.
"I…" Remus turned to Kagome, and she was concerned to see his amber eyes were dull, yet pleading. His eyes flickered away, cast to the ground; his shoulders sagged low as he sunk into the couch, as if trying to melt away into it and disappear. "It's…it's nothing…" he said in the end, resigned as he shook his head.
Well, that certainly wasn't going get her to back down and leave him be to wallow in his mute misery. Biting her lip, her stomach twisting with a horrible and knowing feeling, she leant back and glared at the pair by the window when they looked over, mouthing, 'Stop it. Now.' She had an idea of what was wrong—Sirius and Peter, and even James, had been acting a little off around Remus. They'd get quiet at time, give him peculiar, appraising looks when they thought he wasn't looking. That, paired with all the stares and whispers when his back was turned…
Remus was probably paranoid about his secret, and he was right to be.
With an inward sigh, she reached out and placed a hand on his shoulder. "You can tell me anything, you know that, right?" she told him gently, feeling horribly guilty.
Remus, whose eyes were still glued on the ground, tensed rather noticeably. It made Kagome cringe, and she took pity on him. Schooling her face with an indignant expression, she decided to ease the poor boy's mind. "Is this about Sirius and Peter? I knew I shouldn't let them in on the plans—those tossers, sometimes they're just rubbish at being subtle."
At that, Remus' head snapped up to stare at Kagome in astonishment. "You…you know—"
"About your birthday in a few days? Of course we remembered!" Kagome exclaimed, feigning a cross expression and politely ignoring the way Remus blinked in confused shock. "They're just trying to freak you out, you know?"
Remus' eyes flickered with realization, and a small, tired smile played at his lips. "You guys are planning something for my birthday?"
Kagome grinned, casting a look around her to ensure no way was near before leaning closer. "Maybe," she sung out in a whisper, winking. "Though, it is a surprise, you know…" she murmured, internally wincing. Technically, it's true. Just a little white lie, to give him a little peace of mind before he grows prematurely grey at twelve…
Remus let out a little laugh, breathy, and Kagome caught on to the undercurrent of relief to it. "That's what's with all the stares? They're plotting something?" He grinned a bit. "Nothing too bad, I hope." The grin faltered. "Or big," he muttered. "Please, say it's something small."
Kagome forced herself to grin. "Yep! And of course not," she consoled him, giving him a playful nudge. "But! You can't tell anyone, got it?" she needled, happy when she received an agreeing nod in return. "Well, I'm gonna go tell those two idiots to tone it all down, alright?"
Remus shook his head in amusement, but nodded farewell. He sunk back into the couch with a faint smile, finally able to relax.
Meanwhile, Kagome stood and gave a light pat on his shoulder before turning to the window where Sirius and Peter were sitting—except they were gone. Eyes narrowing, she turned to catch them disappearing up the stairs, no doubt to the dorms.
Smirking darkly, she strode over and climbed the steps, intent on giving them a serious reproach.
True to Remus' wishes, they kept his birthday celebration small. When he had returned from the library, he came to the dorms to see a space cleared out in the middle, with a blanket spread out on the floor. The boys had dragged a chest to the middle, where a thick, double-layered, triple-chocolate fudge cake was displayed in all its cocoa glory. Next to it were a stack of plates, of cups, and a tall pitcher of milk.
On the cake itself were twelve candles, and scrawled in, of course, white chocolate icing was 'Happy Birthday Remus!'.
The room itself was decorated to the nines, balloons and a happy birthday banner tied between the posts of his and Sirius' beds, and at the end of his own bed, there was a pile of presents. Thank goodness for owl-orders.
When the birthday boy walked in after a long night in the library, Kagome trailing behind him, Remus didn't have to even feign surprise when they all shouted as loud as they could manage, "Happy Birthday!" as he walked through the door, nor did he have to feign the appreciation and awe that they went to the lengths to celebrate with him.
It was by a stroke of luck that they it was the weekend, and they stayed up and talked and ate cake all night until they passed out together in a near dog-pile, their bellies full with cake and their sweet-teeth content.
"Thanks guys," Remus mumbled, eyes half-lidded and his body a lifeless jumbled mess of limbs. The others weren't far off.
They'd brought down the comforters and pillows for one, huge, makeshift mattress for them to lay on, the five of them spread out in something almost resembling a circle—Kagome was tucked in between James and Sirius, (the girl too lazy to crawl to her own bed and instead was using her twin's arm as a warm pillow) with Remus and Peter spread out across from them.
His head set on a bundled portion of one of the duvets, Remus tilted his chin up to peer at his friends. "I, uh… I really appreciate it," he said in a faint, breathy wisp as he teetered over the edge to unconsciousness.
The boys answered with murmurs of 'you're welcome's and 'anytime mate,' while Kagome, curled next to her brother and using his arm as a makeshift pillow and her back nearly brushing Sirius' arm, reached out across with a free hand to give a slight squeeze around his shoulder.
Within minutes, the five Marauders drifted into slumber.
"I don't know why we've waited so long to do this," James mused one day as they passed their free time with an exploration of the Hogwarts' castle grounds.
"Hmm," Sirius drawled, feigning a thoughtful look. "Too lazy, too busy with pranks, too lazy," he ticked off one by one, the others snickering.
James laughed, jumping over to shove at Sirius. "You prat!" he exclaimed, grinning even when Sirius darted out of the way, and jogged to the other side of the group, blowing a raspberry at him.
Giggling, Kagome linked arms with her twin. "Besides, it would be too cold to stay out so long in the winter anyways." She blew her bangs out of her eyes when the fell across her face. "Still is a bit chilly, y'know?" she commented, causing James to budge closer to her.
"True," Remus murmured, tugging on the lapels of his worn but still thick, wool coat. "Thank Merlin winter's breaking though."
Peter nodded. "It'll be nice to be warm again," he muttered, stuffing his fists in his jacket before letting out a small snort. "Well, warmer in any case."
A low chuckle passed through Sirius' lips. "Yeah, I bet the poor giant squid's all lonely without the students poking at 'em."
Shaking his head, James looked over—they were just then passing the Forbidden Forest. A glint entered his eyes. "You know," he murmured slyly, peering at his friends. "How wicked would it be if we could go in there?" he asked, jabbing a thumb in the forest's direction. "Sneaking in there, exploring. See what it has to offer."
Kagome laughed, grinning widely. "What, like back at home?" James nodded, sniggered, and Kagome turned to the others. "We used to sneak in the woods by our home when we were really young—drove Mum barmy when she finally found out."
James winced at the reminder, his laughs coming to a halt. "Ah, well, she got over it… Eventually…"
Sirius practically bounced on his heels. "Ooh, that sounds like fun. Would be fun, getting out of that stuffy castle for a bit."
"It's forbidden," Remus interjected drolly with a roll of his eyes. "Even its name makes it pretty clear—remember? The Forbidden Forest?" he reminded them with a flat stare.
"Well, surely there wouldn't be anything too dangerous there, if it's by the school, right?" Peter mused, peering through the mass of trees.
"Exactly!" Sirius exclaimed. "Makes you wonder what they're hiding though," he murmured with a devilish smirk.
A similar one spread across James' face, following his mate's train of thought. "Makes you want to go in and find out too, eh…?" he said, eyebrows waggling.
"Now, I don' think that would be such a great idea!"
The five startled, whipping around to find a very large man towering over them with a serious and concerned expression about his face as he looked down at them. 'How didn't we hear him?' was the collective thought that ran through their minds. "The forest isn' t' best place for kids as young as yeh all. It's dangerous, it is. Filled with many a creature that could hurt yeh."
Peering up, taking in the man's face Kagome's spine straightened—the familiar, rugged voice, the great, wild beard and hair, the large, warm brown eyes… Familiarity shot through her veins and her eyes glazed over.
...
Around her, wind whistled harshly as it churned around the small, rundown shack. Thunder rocked the wooden boards; she could hear as the waves crashed outside.
Her fingers were dragging across the dirt floor. One…two…five…nine…eleven. Through her green eyes, she spied a sand-drawn cake, eleven sticks on top to act as candles and thick letters scrawled on it to read: "HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY!"
A whisper passed with faked enthusiasm, the last vestiges of hope heard only by her ears. "Make a wish, Harry." And she blew, watching as grains of sand were strewn across the drawing.
Then, there was a big bang—a pounding thud—and she scrambled up just in time to hear the door crack and see it cave in.
In the doorway stood a towering figure taller than the frame itself—it had to duck to makes its way in.
A man. It was a man—a very large man at that with wild, curly dark brown hair and a thick beard and warm eyes and a sheepish grin meant only for her and a few lofty words for her relatives.
"Sorry about that."
...
"Yeh're a wizard Harry."
"I'm a—what?"
"A wizard. An' a thumpin' good one I'd wager."
...
It was beginning, she realized. The armies were being built on both sides—Hagrid's tale, of his adventure to parlay with the giants was proof of that. A chill was in the air as that realization came. She looked to the ground; watched as dust blew across the floor of Hagrids' hut. Thunder rolled and rumbled in the distance.
They all rose—Hagrid, Hermione, Ron, and she were drawn to the window, and they looked out. The tension around them was thick and stifling.
"It's changing out there…" She looked up at Hagrid's murmur, saw him staring out the window, shaking his head with a frown. "Just like last time. There's a storm coming, Harry. And we all best be ready when she does."
...
"You'll ride with Hagrid."
At Moody's words, she looked over her shoulders, still zipping and buttoning up her pants. Hagrid wobbled over, neck craning so only the top of his hair brushed the ceiling of his relative's house.
Turning to face him, she saw a slight smile on the half-giant's face. "I brought yeh here sixteen years ago when yeh were no bigger than a Bowtruckle," he told her with a somber nod, "Seems only right that I should be the one to take yeh away now."
His words offered some semblance of comfort to her anxious heart—it still didn't sit right with her that they would all be risking their lives to get her out of Little Whinding—at least, until Moody broke it.
"Yes, it's all very touching. Let's go."
...
Death was calling her name, and she was coming to answer it.
As she stepped into the clearing, she was calm—unnaturally so. She was at peace. She could do this. She could leave it all in the hands of her friends, with the knowledge it all would be okay. She trusted them.
She believed in them.
"Harry, no. Harry—what'r yeh doin' here!"
At Hagrid's yell, she looked up at him, at his dirtied, haggard face, his towering figure brought to his knees and held down by ropes at each wrist—he struggled against his binds, pulled at them valiantly as he looked upon her with a look of pleading. Don't, it said, I know what you're doing, just don't. Leave. Please. Yet, there was no way she could.
There were so many words she would've liked to say to him. I'm sorry. Don't worry. Thank you so much for being there, for being my friend. But in the end, she only gave him a smile, a little thing of quasi comfort as she went to surrender to her death.
…
With the sensation of hot tears falling onto her cheeks, cascading, it was hard to keep still. The chest she was crushed to was shaking almost violently. I'm all right, she wanted to tell him, but knew she couldn't. I'm alive. I'm sorry. But instead, she listened to his broken words with a heavy heart and the knowledge that soon, Hagrid would have no reason to cry very, very soon.
"Harry, Harry, I'm so sorry Harry."
...
And in the time of a snap of a finger, she was back, her arm still looped around her brother's. You're… Kagome thought, trying to shake off the dizziness of the roll of visions and never noticing James' curious stare, You were Harry's first friend. The person to help introduce and welcome him into this crazy ass world. His first, loyal to the end, friend.
Taking a steadying breath—it had been months since she'd last had a vision, and she was thankful she was standing to the side and that the others were thoroughly distracted—Kagome felt her lips split into a wide grin. She honestly couldn't help it as she skipped towards the towering man, her hand stuck out. "Hi!" she chirped, "I'm Kagome! Kagome Potter! Gryffindor First year!"
The man broke out into a wide grin of his own. Dropping the bale of hay to the side and wiping the dust off his hands, he gently clasped his large hand around hers and shook it. "Pleasure to meet yeh, K'gome! Rubeus Hagrid at yeh service, but me friends jus' call me Hagrid."
"Are you a professor?" Sirius wondered, eyes wide and alight with wonder and excitement. "What do you teach?!"
Hagrid let out a booming chuckle. "Me? A Pr'fessor? Nah, 'course not! Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts is me job."
The boys all leaned forward with a collective, "Wicked…"
"Now, mind tellin' me what yeh all want to go into the forest fer?" he asked with a rather stern look.
James and Sirius shrugged. "I bet there's lotsa cool stuff in there!" the former exclaimed.
Hagrid nodded deeply and gave them a serious look. "There is. The forest is filled with all kinds o' plants an' creatures—like unicorns an' such. Peaceful creatures. But, there are also dangerous ones, 'specially at night."
"What kind of creatures?" Peter wondered, a little hesitant.
Hagrid gave him a comforting smile, idly scratching at his cheek. "Well, there's a colony o' Acromantula. They don' really take kind to humans. There's a herd o' centaurs as well, but we have an agreement. They won' hurt yeh, but if yeh in trouble, they'll just as soon as throw yeh b'fore helpin' yeh." His face took on thoughtful, faraway look. "Hmm, there's also werewolves as well—" He froze suddenly, just like Remus, who Kagome noticed had paled drastically. "Ah, bu' yeh don' have to worry about them! Those in the forest usually stay far, far in it, away from the Hogwarts an' the students. An' yeh only have t' worry about 'em on the full moon in any case."
Sirius snorted under his breath. "That's not what Mother and Father said…" he said in distaste.
Behind them, Remus let out a flinch and quickly looked away. Hagrid, as well as Kagome who was watching him from the corner of her eyes, were the only ones who saw it.
Sirius shook his head, letting out a strained laugh as he rubbed the back of his head. "Not that I believe them, anyways. They say loads of rubbish I never listen to."
Hagrid let out a nervous chuckle. "Righ', if yeh say so…" He shook his head, and shot them a firm look. "Now, I'm tellin' yeh, don' go into the forest, not unless one of the Professors or meself come with yeh. Sometimes, I take students along durin' detentions—not that yeh all should be lookin' for detentions and what not of course," he added hastily at their mischievous looks.
It didn't really help dissuade them.
"So," James began, rocking on his heels with a curious look to him. "You seem like you know a lot about magical creatures…"
Hagrid nodded, and with well-deserved pride at that. "Have to, to take care of those on the castle grounds, o' course."
With a quick glance at his sister, he asked. "Have you ever heard of a two-tailed cat?" James jabbed a thumb at his twin. "'Cause my sister has one. She's not a kneazle or anything, but she's definitely magical… but we've never been able to find out much about her."
Kagome tried not to grimace, and kept her face neutral. She knew Hagrid was really knowledgeable about creatures, but she wasn't sure how well the news that there was technically a demon on the school grounds that was potentially dangerous would be taken….
Hagrid turn wide eyes on her. "That's yeh cat? Two-tailed lil' thing, with light fur an' black markin's?"'
They all blinked. "You've seen her?" Kagome said in confusion. She knew Kirara roamed the grounds when they were in classes, but she thought she just explored the halls to get to know the place or went into the forests to get some exercise.
Hagrid nodded, still a bit surprised. "Yeh, but I never woulda thought she was a student's pet—though that would explain why she's so well-tempered. I fed her a bit o' fish the first time I saw her, an' ever since she comes by once in a while for a bit o' fish an' other things."
Peter laughed. "That would do it."
Hagrid broke out in a grin. "Bring her on by one day, an' I'll see what I can find out—she's not a creature native 'round here though, that's fer sure."
"Hey Kagome?"
Kagome looked over at her brother from her spot lounging in his bed, an eyebrow raised. "Yeah?"
Her other eyebrow went to join its partner at the sight of James shuffling nervously. They were currently alone, waiting for the others to get back with the cake and ice cream for their birthday. She had been ignoring his pacing for the last five minutes in favor of her new book, a present from the other three that they all pitched in to get her about rare ingredients and their uses raw and in potions, since the first time she had asked he just waved her off distractedly.
Their mismatched eyes locking, James scrambled to sit on the other end of the bed, crossing his legs. He leaned forward, hazel depths searching from behind his round glasses. "Have you ever noticed anything... unusual about Remus?"
Kagome unwillingly stiffened. "Like what?"
James rubbed the back of his neck, eyes narrowing. "Like… So, okay, he's always gone a few days every month, right?"
Kagome put down her book to look at him. "Yeah, but, he already told us why. His Mum is ill, and he gets to occasionally visit her. And he gets ill himself as well," she said slowly, eyeing him appraisingly as she wondered where he was going with this. "I thought we already went over this last month? And that you weren't really buying into it…"
James nodded slowly. "I know! I wasn't! But… Sirius and Pete…" He let out a ragged sigh, running his fingers through his hair. "Every time they mention it, it all starts to make more and more sense every time I hear it. I mean, yeah, I get what you said—I thought that too! But, that's not the weird part! I mean, if it's his Mum that's sick, then why is he the one that looks like he's about to keel over every time?" he pointed out.
Kagome shoved down the urge to snort. "Tack, James, we've talked about this," she chided.
James only glared. "I'm serious Kagome."
Kagome paused at his tone, and stared over to really look at her brother. She blinked. It seemed he really was. She peered at him curiously. "What's got you so worked up about it? I mean, it's Remus' issue, whether it's his Mum that's ill, or him." Her eyes narrowed. "Other people are allowed secrets, y'know, even friends..."
"But what of he's dying?!" James exploded, throwing his hands up in a wild flurry of emotion.
Kagome started, taken aback, before she internally cooed. Awhh! He's worried about Remus! "Oh, James," she sighed, trying rather hard not to smile. "Really, if he was dying, why would he be in school still?"
James shrugged. "I dunno! His dying wish!?"
Kagome leveled him with a flat look. "His dying wish is to go to school?" she proposed blankly.
James huffed. "Hey, he's a barmy book hugger just like you! It's possible!"
"But unlikely," Kagome shot back, half grinning, before she sighed. "Look, James, I have no desire in trying to figure out what he's hiding. If he's hiding anything, it must be for a reason. Don't you think we should respect that?"
James blank look gave her the answer. Kagome groaned. "Exactly how do you think we ought to go about finding out what's up with him?" she said in exasperation. "He's not likely to tell us, obviously! Sirius and Pete are already on his case—I had to cover for them when they were too obvious and freaked Remus out!"
A determined look crossed over James face, and Kagome wanted to moan. There was no arguing with him with that face. "I'm with Sirius and Pete! We'll watch for clues and figure it out ourselves!"
The night the full moon was set to come, Kagome knew it would be a long one.
As soon as their friend stepped out of the room with the excuse, "I've been feeling a bit under the weather lately—it's only getting worse. I better head over to Madam Pomfrey just in case," a triumphant look crossed Sirius' face. After a quick look to ensure he was gone and a pause to ensure he was too down the stairs to hear, he threw his hands up. "See! I knew it! Something is up!" Sirius whirled on Kagome. "Now will you believe me?"
Kagome rolled her eyes at him. "Look, I never said you were wrong Sirius—I only just think it isn't right for us to go snooping in Remus' business."
Sirius huffed and turned to her twin. "Get the cloak mate—we better be quick or we might lose him!"
With a nod, James jumped off his bed and went to his chest.
Kagome held out a hand to stop them and held out the hope that rationalizing will back them down from this dangerously ludicrous idea of theirs. "Oh, come on. You were being serious—don't you dare," she added quickly, glaring at Sirius' open mouth. "We can't just follow him. Think about it! There're four of us! There's no way we can move quickly enough, never mind quietly enough if we're all under it. Besides, there're still people out there. There's no way we can move around without bumping into someone!"
At that, James pulled away from his open chest, shimmery cloak in hand, and grimaced. "It would be really hard to move around them with all of us…" he murmured, looking between the four of them.
"We can't just sit here and do nothing!" Sirius exclaimed hotly.
Peter shuffled nervously, scratching at his cheek. "I dunno Sirius, I think I'm with Kagome on this one. What if people find out? Would be worth losing the cloak?"
Sirius, unable to rebuke that, crossed his arms and let out a frustrated sniff through his nose. "Well, what are we supposed to do then?"
"We'll go later," James said suddenly. "When the Common Room's empty tonight, we'll sneak out and head over to the hospital wing. Check on him."
"And if he's not there?" Sirius prompted, a bit pacified for now.
"Then, we'll know for sure that Remus is lying to us," James replied rather calmly. "And then, we'll figure out what and why."
Later that night, when the Gryffindors headed to their dorms, four firsties snuck down under their invisibility cloak and traversed from the tower to the hospital wing. After putting their ears to the door to check for any sounds or voices, and reassured that there weren't any, they pushed them open and shuffled in...
…Only to find the wing empty of absolutely any patients. None of the cots save one appeared slept in, and the one that did had Remus' bad slumped against the stand next to it on the floor.
"He was here," James whispered under his breath.
"No one else is in here, though. Where d'you think he went?" Peter wondered, scratching at his cheek. "The loo?"
Sirius stepped out from under the cloak and pressed a hand against the sheets. "It's not even warm guys—he hasn't been here in a while," he commented, turning to look at them.
"He was sick," Kagome commented, for mostly their benefit. "He looked it. He isn't that good of an actor. So why isn't he here then?"
James' lips were pressed together into a straight lineup. Holding a corner for Sirius to duck under, he muttered under his breath. "Let's get back guys."
"So, what are the possibilities?" Kagome started once they were settled safely in the boys' dorm. The return trip from the hospital wing was a bit of an awkward and quiet one.
"He lied to us," Sirius muttered glumly, put out. "I know we had our doubts about him, but now we know."
Kagome sighed, but kept quiet. This was what she was worried about, them getting angry, but… this had happened before and they accepted everything turned out alright…
"He's sick," Peter said quietly biting his lip. "That's a fact. He never faked that."
"And it's not something that can be cured, or it would have been already, right?" Kagome finally added.
Sirius scoffed, looking between the two skeptically, but you could see the worry apparent in his eyes and in his tensed features. "What, you think it's a disease or something?"
"A disease that only acts up once a month," James added idly, before freezing suddenly. "A disease… that acts up once a month," he repeated, eyes widening as his head snapped over at his friends, and as realization struck, they froze as well.
As if by some other divine power, the boys all got up and slowly approached the window, Kagome padding behind them and fiddling with the hem of her shirt as she watched them with an anxious expression. At once, the four of them looked up at the moon. The full moon.
Right then, as if by fate, a long howl cut through the night, making Peter gasp.
"By Merlin and Morgana…" he breathed out, turning to face them. "You don't think...?"
"He gets 'sick' every month, for a few days at a time…" James murmured, never tearing his wide eyes from the full moon. "We never see him until at least three days later."
"He gets snaps easily and acts all restless a couple days before he leaves…" Sirius added faintly, gray eyes wide.
"Then when he gets back, he's always a bit weak," Peter whispered. "Exhausted."
"When he visits his mum, it's never consistent. It's a different week than the last every time. Same when he gets sick," James went on.
Peter glanced at him, his cherubic face drawn. "Just like the full moon never appears the same week every month."
"And his scars…" Sirius muttered, stunned. "He's got them everywhere. I saw him once, changing—walked in on him. They're all over his body, and his face. Silvery little lines…"
As the three shared a pale look, a strained whisper passing through their lips.
"Werewolf?"
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Jayne — Thanks! :) Aah, I've already decided what it will be but Kagome's animagus will be a secret! ;) Sorry, don't wanna spoil it for anyone! I agree though, being cat wouldn't suit her personality so no worries, that won't be it. And if you're the same Jayne that reviewed that second time, about the triwizard tournament, I dunno really. I mean, before Harry's forth year, the tournament hadn't been held since before the 1800s soo…. Lol. As for your idea about Kagome learning spells from Harry's memories, I already have something like that planned ;) Thanks again!