Here is a marauder's tale. The main character is Clarissa Days, a 15 year old girl. She has She at first doesn't know that she is a witch. Then her parents tell her. When she goes to Hogwarts things happen. This is all I going to say about it. Please read.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters for JK Rowling does. I am just borrowing them for my stories.

Ch 6

As I walked around trying to find Claire, I tried to figure out what she really was. She wasn't a metamorphagous, for she couldn't change herself. Well, that what I thought, and I could be wrong. Son I came into a compartment that was tainted blue. There I saw, Claire curled up in a ball looking out the window.

"Hey, there," I said softly hoping not to scare her. But I failed, for she gave a start of surprise and the wall and eat that she was sitting and touching turned a shocking white. She sighed and looked at me.

"Oh it's just you," she muttered, looking at me with her big gray-blue eyes.

"Yeah it's just me, were you hoping for someone else?" I mused.

"No, I just wanted to be along for a while and you startled me, that's all." She murmured looking back out the window.

"I see," I hummed, sitting down by her. Claire turned to look at me.

"So, let me guess; somebody sent you to get me?" she asked with a smile.

"No, I came on my own accord," I lied swiftly.

"Really?" she peeped.

"No, not really," I admitted sheepishly.

"That's what I thought," Claire joked. She started out the window again.

"So what is wrong?" I asked suddenly concerned.

"I just wondering what happened to Jake," Claire whimpered slightly.

"What do you mean, "What Happened" to Jake?" I asked curiously.

"Well he left a month ago and he never wrote to me, so I'm a little worried."

"I see, I sorry," I comforted.

"No need to say sorry," Claire assured, "You did nothing wrong."

I shrugged, "You know, you and I are special," I mused suddenly.

"How so?" began Claire with amusement in her eyes.

"Well, I have a special ability like you too." I had already deicide to tell Claire that I am a werewolf, since if she was going to become one of us, she might as well know.

"Humm?" Claire asked slightly confused.

"Claire, I'm a werewolf," I confessed in a low voice. She gave the weirdest reaction to my problem I ever seen. She just froze in her seat with a sudden pained expression.

"Claire, Claire!" I called gently grabbing her shoulder and shaking her to rouse her from her stupor state. But it didn't help. She just stayed frozen, and my shirt also turned a whitish gray color. Out of the blue she started to sob. She curled into a ball and ignored me. I tried to comfort her but she went on crying.

An unexpected voice made me jump. "What did you do Moony?" I looked up to see that the rest of marauders had joined us by the door.

"I didn't do anything," I complained, shifting away from Claire as Sirius came into the compartment, "I just told her that I was a werewolf,"

"You told her what?" James blared, his voice going one octave higher.

"No wonder she is so upset," Peter commented.

"Thank you Mr. Obvious," Lily interrupted rolling her eyes. I watched Sirius move to gently smooth Claire.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," I commented.

"Why?" James asked. But I didn't have to answer his question, for Sirius's shirt went a deep, black. "Oh, I see."

I shook my head at Sirius stubbornness. But who was I to tell him not to do something. When his heart is set on something, Sirius won't let anything get into his path. But to my surprise and satisfaction, Claire's crying slowly decreased and then sometime later, stopped altogether, with the exception of minor hiccups. She little by little sat up and looked around.

"Thanks, she mumbled to Sirius, who looked relived. Then to the rest of us she apologized. "Look I am so sorry, I was just totally shocked by the news that Remus was a werewolf for Jake, he too was a werewolf." We all looked at her with astonishment. She shrugged and continued. "I was also a little upset over the news for; I really didn't want any more drama in my life, since I already had enough." She gave me an apologetically smile. "I'm sorry Remus."

"Apology accept, I too was a little upset when I first found, out lying in the hospital, figuring that I was going to die, but didn't." I laughed quietly. Just then a rude voice jeered across the compartment.

"AWW, both of the half-breeds are having a special moment." I looked up to see, Rudolphous Lestrange lounging by the door way. I stood up. He snickered. "I wasn't directing that to you," he jeered again. Claire looked up and her eyes went dark with anger.

"Lestrange," she hissed with disgust.

"Well, well, looks like the half-breed's little sister does remember me." Lestrange yawned, "Well let's see what else you remember," he pretended to be thinking long and hard. Claire's faces darken a shade darker when Lestrange smiled again.

"Do you remember when, he and I had our last fight and he lost?"

"He didn't lose!" Claire busted out standing up, "He let you win,"

"Yeah if you call winning, on your back, pleading," Just then Claire did something, that nobody thought she would every do. She launched herself at him screeching. Lestrange jumped back a fraction late, and was heavily pounded by Claire. He had to roughly push her off, knocking her into Lily before giving her another deadly glare and fled.

"You little idiot!" Sirius whistled, puling Claire into a hug.