Chapter Two

Remus' P.O.V

Remus fought back tears as he was lead through a dark maze of corridors, the hand gripping his wrist kept getting tighter and tighter until he was sure his arm would just snap right off. He whimpered slightly and Mrs Black narrowed her eyes before hurrying her pace.

At last they stopped at a large metal door. She whispered some incantations and it grated open, leaving just enough space for Mrs Black to push him through.

Whimpering again, he stayed where he had fallen on the floor, pulling his knees up to his chest and trying to block his senses. The stench of werewolf, however, kept seeping back through his nostrils and making him shiver.

He could barely make out shapes in the thick darkness. A hand grabbed his shoulder and he went to scream only to find another hand clamped across his mouth. It was then he heard the whispers, a loud buzz of noise. Gulping, he stumbled to his feet, tripping up as the hand pushed him forwards.

As his eyes grew used to the dark, he could make out faces and bodies amongst a very bare room. Blinking, he heard the offensive growls and snarls. He tried not to shudder. The hand stopped pushing and an order grunted out. Light flooded the room and Remus sighed in relief, relief that immediately disappeared.

Five faces all stared straight at him, the unmistakable yellow of their eyes penetrating deep inside as though searching through his soul.

He smiled nervously. There were three boys and two girls, all much older than him and all looking very displeased at a new roommate. "What are you doing with that, Richard?" The tallest boy drawled out, his voice rich and hypnotic.

"He's the new one they were talking about Daniel," the boy holding him, Richard, replied curtly.

Daniel snorted, "Him? He won't survive a week!"

Remus tried not to bare his teeth; he didn't like this Daniel much and neither did the wolf. Behind him, Richard sighed heavily, "You always say that. Michelle, would you please take him?"

The girl nearest the door nodded. She had spiky blonde hair and big eyes though her face was twisted in a sneer that Remus instinctively recoiled from. "He's only young; give him a chance," Richard said as he released Remus' shoulder. Almost instantly the five others nodded reluctantly. Remus stole a sideways glance at him, Richard was clearly the leader and yet he appeared to be no different to anyone else.

"So why isn't he in with the other youngsters?" Daniel almost demanded and Remus frowned; he wasn't a youngster.

"I don't know, I don't give the orders do I?" Richard snapped back.

Remus folded his arms protectively. He wanted to speak up but instinct told him better.

"Are you sure he'll be able to control himself? He looks like he could snap like a twig," the other girl said. She had mahogany hair and was easily the smallest of them all, sans Remus of course.

"Of course I can control myself," Remus piped up despite the danger bells ringing, "And I really don't break that easily."

The girl smiled at him as the others sniggered, "What are you called?"

"I'm called Remus. What about you?" he replied, his hands starting to shake slightly but he refused to let the others see, thrusting them deep into his arm pits. He wasn't a coward after all.

She laughed, "I'm Alice. Pleased to meet you Remus." It was then he realised that unlike the others, her eyes had remained a rich warm hazel colour. Daniel gave her a disgusted look, "Have you no pride Alice?"

She simply ignored him and approached Remus carefully, her hands outstretched to show she was no danger, "Come with me Remus, I'll show you around."

Reluctantly uncurling his arms, he took her hand, and was surprised when the wolf purred in contentment.

Sirius' P.O.V

He sighed heavily as he scooped up a spoon of soup before letting it dollop back into his bowl noisily. "Stop playing with your food Sirius," his mother scolded him before returning to the debate with Orion.

Scowling at his mother, he purposefully did it again.

"Sirius! Eat your food like a proper Black and not as though your some werewolf.'" Sirius had never liked the way his mother said werewolf; her eyes would darken and her mouth twist downwards, she would then whisper it as though it were some deadly taboo. It drove Sirius mad.

Sirius bared his teeth like he'd seen the werewolves do, "I could be a werewolf. I bet I'd make a great werewolf!"

His mother glared at him, "Please start behaving Sirius otherwise I'll lock you in with them next full moon."

Sirius just rolled his eyes at her, well aware that it was an empty threat. His mother had said it too many times and never actually followed through with it.

"Your new tutor is starting tomorrow," his mother informed him then, pointing her fork at him, "Behave."

"Great," he muttered in reply, though he took great in delight in scaring them off and had a new one at least once a month. None of them ever seemed to like his inventiveness for some reason.

"You could be a little more grateful Sirius, other boys your age don't get a chance to get ahead on their education."

Sirius rolled his eyes again and grumbled, "And other boys my age have friends to play with."

Remus P.O.V

When it was time for lights out, Remus had huddled up under his scratchy cover on the rickety bed he'd been allocated. Though his eyes were closed tightly, his uncontrollable shivering combined with the tang of fear was allowing him no mercy and sleep was virtually impossible.

He could hear the steady breathing of the other werewolves, smell their mingled scents and the wolf was intoxicated inside him. He didn't dare sleep, didn't want to. He couldn't trust the others, he couldn't trust them to leave him alone.

So his first night was spent crying almost silently, hugging himself as he tried to ignore the cold seeping through every pore, tried not to picture his parents or his home…

This meant he was the first awake, the first to get dressed and the first to be sat waiting on his bed for the day to begin. If he'd known what was in store; he wouldn't have been so enthusiastic.

Remus watched with amber eyes when the others finally pulled themselves out of bed. "What lessons will he be in?" Daniel asked the room at large, pretending that Remus couldn't hear him.

Richard shrugged, "Ours probably. You know the rules as well as I do."

Daniel half glanced at Remus, "I give him a week at the most. He'll probably kill himself next full moon." Remus kept his eyes on the cold stone floor, too afraid to meet anyone's gaze in case they took it as a challenge.

"Just ignore them," Alice said in his ear softly, sitting down next to him, "They're just bitter. I'll look after you, don't worry Remus."

Leaning against her gratefully, he wiped the tears that prickled his eyes, "What's he mean by rules?" Remus asked her quietly.

She hesitated, squeezing his hand reassuringly, "… You'll find out today. Just obey them and you'll be fine." She smiled but it didn't quite reach her eyes. "Breakfast now anyway."

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Pushing his bowl of food away, Remus gulped and clutched his stomach, feeling very nauseas. Daniel noticed this and wasted no time in telling everybody else, "Ha! The little brat can't even stomach the food."

Remus didn't even bother listening, just leant his head against Alice's arm, "I don't feel good." She patted him on the shoulder but said nothing.

When a sharp knock rang out, the six teenagers instantly jumped to stand up straight next to their respective beds and Alice hastily indicated Remus should do the same. Trying to make himself as tall as possible, he watched as the door was flung open and a woman walked in.

"Bellatrix," Alice whispered in his ear, "One of Mrs Black's niece's and a woman you definitely don't want to cross."

At that moment however, Bellatrix spotted him, "And who have we here?" she cooed, pulling his cheeks and tipping his chin up sharply. "I didn't know Aunt Walburga had got another piece of vermin in. It looks like a rat."

The wolf growled loudly inside him but he contained it well. Richard was watching him fearfully, "Miss Black, I maybe wouldn't test his self control just yet. I would hate anything to happen to you."

Her hand fell limply from Remus' face as she turned to face Richard, "I'm sure you would." she glanced at Remus again, "But you're right. How long as it been turned?"

The others all stared at Remus and he said, his voice stronger than he felt, "Four months and my control is perfectly fine thank-you." If there was one thing he couldn't stand, it was people thinking he was going to hurt somebody.

She laughed at him, almost cackling and hurting their sensitive ears.

Then her hand connected with his cheek. The sharp sting brought tears to his eyes but he quickly blinked them away as he forced the wolf deeper inside. "Never talk back to me," she hissed before turning and striding out the room, robes swishing behind her.

"Come, lesson one starts now."

Sirius' P.O.V

It was time to meet the tutor.

He shoved the door open and walked in confidently, head held high with an elegant sneer and arrogant demeanour. Swinging his legs underneath the empty table, he leant back on his chair.

"Sorry I'm late!" The door was hurriedly pushed open again as the other boy ran inside, throwing a bag down two tables along from Sirius, "I got lost."

Arching an eyebrow, Sirius turned to look at the newcomer, "Who are you?"

The new tutor turned around, smiled warmly at the other boy and replied, "Sirius, this is my son James. James this is Sirius."

Sirius eyed him suspiciously before offering a hand. James wrinkled his nose, "Are you like sixty or something? Only grand parents shake hands."

Sirius arched his other eyebrow.

And then he grinned, offering James a high five instead.

Well I'm going to try and update every other Monday I think.

If anybody has any ideas, or anything they'd like to see, just let me know because at moment, I know briefly where this is heading and that's about it... 8D

I also decided to take the story along this route until either a) I get bored and skip to the slash or b) I get an appropiate moment to fast forward.

Review xD