A/N: here's a very quick update. I'll reply to reviews(if I get any)in chapter three which will be up in a few days. okies.

Disclaimer: J.k.'s not mine. I own the original characters.

Chapter 2

My Happiness Peaked at Five

At St. Mungo's...

Zelda shoved her way through a group of witches and wizards who were afflicted with a number of maladies as she approached the front desk. Most were not offended when they noticed her cargo.

The secretary at the desk looked shocked for a moment and then regained her professional composure. "Quickly, tell me what happened so I can call a specialist to help the child," she said with concern, "Poor child."

" He was bitten by a werewolf," Zelda said urgently.

The secretary leaned back in fear as though the unconsious boy would leap out of the old woman's arms and attack her. A murmur rose up from the crowd.

"Oh, he was bitten, well just have a seat and I'll see what I can do," the secretary said. There was no urgency in her voice. She quickly tried to look away from Zelda and her grandson as though they were some sort of violent mutants. "Sir, can I help you?" she asked the man who was standing in line behind Zelda and had bat wings growing out of his ears.

Zelda was furious, " Excuse me, but can't you see that this boy is on death's doorstep? He needs attention immediatly."

The secretary looked at her coldly, "Excuse me, you need to have a seat and wait. There are many other people who need treatment in case you didn't notice. If you don't move out of the way, I'll have someone remove you from this building!"

By now Zelda Lupin was shaking with fury and fear for her grandson, but she stepped aside. Remus has better hope in here than if we were kicked out on the streets. She made to sit down wih Remus still cradeled in her arms. The witch who had been occupying the seat next to Zelda promptly got up and moved herself to a seat farther away. Zelda shot a death glare at the witch. After a minute or so she noticed the corner she and Remus were sitting in was completly devoid of people. They all crowded to the other side of the room.

The minutes ticked by. 5 minutes, 10 minutes, 15 minutes. Zelda looked down at Remus. He was still breathing shallowly but had turned a sickly grey color. She glanced at the secretary who was instructing a wizard with minor purple boils.

Zelda stood up, "Ms. I demand to see a healer this instant!" she said forcefully.

The young secretary gave an exasperated sigh, she couldn't ignore these people like she planned, "I told you to wait. I don't see why you think you deserve to be treated better than the people who have been waiting here longer than you." Then she muttered under her breath, "Dark creatures, think they're better than everyone else."

"That twat got here 5 minutes ago!" she yelled pointing a strong accusing finger at the wizard with purple boils who looked quite fearful from the attention.

"I've had enough!" she roared as she tried to open the door which led to the actual hospital. It wouldn't open. No doubt it had some sort of barrier up to prevent hysterical family members from rushing after their loved ones. She pulled out one of her wands and used it to levitate Remus in the air.

"That door won't open for you," the secretary said snootily.

That's it this bitch is going down. Zelda thought as she pulled out her other wand. The witches and wizards in the waiting room gasped. The old women was quite a fearful sight. The top of her robe was soaked with Remus' blood. Her graying hair was wildly disheveled. She had two wands in her tight fists and she was furious. A vein was bulging from her cranium.

"Explosivious! Barnacules!" she cried and the two spells shot simultaneously out of either wand. The first spell hit the door and blew it off its magically fortified hinges. The second spell hit the secretary and hexed her beyond recognition. Zelda didn't stall to see the effect of her original hex. She snatched Remus out of the air and fled into the hall. She couldn't help but smile at the comments she heard from the waiting room as she rushed down the hallway.

"Wasn't that Zelda Lupin, the Auror?"

"Aye, she invented the dueling style of using two wands at the same time. Only one to ever master it I think."

"Heheh, she hit me with that Barnacules hex in our fourth year. My face was covered in foul smelling barnacles for two months!"

Boo! werewolf discrimination! poor Remus :(

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