Roses POV:
"Then look me in the eye and tell me you dont like him" Kayleigh ordered me as she shook my arm.
I looked away from her and sighed.
"See! Rose loves Lupin! Rose loves Lupin! Lalalaaa!" she stood up and danced round in a circle around the chair I was sitting on in the common room.
"SHUT UP!" I shouted.
"What is going on my good friends?" A cheerful faced Abi sung as she stepped through the entrance.
"Ooo Abi, we got news for you! Rose looooooves L-" Kayleigh started but I had jumped up and covered her mouth with my hand.
"Shes making it up, she erm.. had an overdose in potions earlier, you know what shes like." I smiled.
"Oh, well thats strange" She sighed.
I pulled a confused face and stared at her,"You dont have potions on a Thursday" She smiled and she sat down.
"Oh.. yeah. Well-" I began but I was pushed back onto the chair I had been sitting in before.
"ROSE LOVES LUPIN!" Kayleigh shouted and raised her arms above her head, SURPRISE!
Abi stared at her wide eyed, her mouth open but soon forming a huge grin.
I felt myself burning up, I must look like a walking, talking tomato
"Well, explain yourself woman!" Abi laughed, both their eyes burning onto my face.
"I..I..urm.." I looked around the room for some help, no one was in the common room but us. At last I saw the time, 7:45 pm,"I need to get to detention" I stood up and walked towards the door.
"Ooo, Detention with Lover boy Lupin. Have fun!" Kayleigh shouted as I left the common room and hurried down the steps towards the entrance hall.
I knew perfectly well that I had no detention tonight. I also know that the reason for this is completely unknown to me Im guessing that I wont be finding out why so soon.
Unless I ask him. But, if he didnt tell me why I guess he doesnt want me to know.
The door leading to the grounds was, luckily, unlocked. At times like these, yet this is the first time I have had feelings for a teacher and the first time Ive had to leave the taunts coming from my friends because of it, I enjoy walking down to the Black Lake, finding my favourite tree and thinking. Thinking about nothing in particular. Just thinking.
The cold nights air filled my lungs the very second the wind hit me in the face.
The fresh smell lifted my spirits.
Five minutes passed until I had found my tree, my lit wand reflected In the water.
The tree I sat at was so close to the water that I could see my own reflection, sometimes I would stare at it and think about my past.
I lay my wand next to me, creating a small light source.
The moon was very bright tonight, small stars lit the sky along with it.
No clouds could be seen in the sky, not even the smallest whisper.
The rarely look at the moon, well, I hardly ever see it. The sky is normally filled with clouds.
.
Crack.
I sharply turned my head to find the cause of the noise. A broken twig perhaps.
Yet it could not have cracked its self, unless a large branch had fallen.
That would have caused more than a simple crack though. I picked up my wand and pointed it in the direction of the forbidden forest.
Never a good sign.
If it comes from the forest, its not safe.
I stood up, not letting the forest out of my sight or lowering my wand.
A growl was heard from the spot I was staring at.
"Oh my God" I whispered.
A large, dark animal shaped figure pounced out of the darkness and threw its self onto me, followed by many, many more of the same creature.
Pain shot through me as I was thrown down to the ground by a large weight.
My wand was ripped out of my hand, I could feel a warm substance slowly dripping down my hand and legs. I was bleeding, very badly.
I screamed for help but I felt too weak to try any harder.
"Help! Anyone!" I tried again, but I could barely hear myself over the noise of growling and the ripping of my clothes.
Luckily my throat hadnt been bitten, so I was able to breath and try to fight back, but the amount of blood I was loosing gained by the second. I dont think Im going to make it out of this alive.
Pain exploded through my side, I had to hold onto a large amount off grass because of the pain.
I could not see my attackers, but I knew what and possibly how many there were.
Twenty or so, large werewolves were leaning over my body, ripping my robes and scratching my legs. The one who had bit me leaned over my face and growled, he appeared to be the largest of the group. My blood glistened on his yellow teeth, dripping onto my chin.
He raised a paw high above his scarred face, my vision had started to blur. I was blacking out.
But before my vision disappeared and after the weight of the leader had been taken off my chest, I saw that he was being attacked by a newer werewolf. I didnt seem to recognise him, but I could tell he wasnt one of the pack.
The two began to bite and scratch each other, their cries of pain and anger grew each second.
Most of them began to flee, their faces filled with shock. The cries of the fight had come to a halt.
One of them was dead.
But as to which one I dont know.
All I could see was black. I had passed out.