Time passed and things seemed alright.
Sam, Paul, Jared and Seth each got their own rooms, or were free to roam the forrest as wolves whenever they wished.
Every full moon, Sam made sure his pack was ready for action, and kept a close watch on Remus.
He took a potion and went into the shrieking shack, the entrance to which was blocked by an enchanted tree that was violent when one went near it.
Sam and the others generally just kept guard of the tree to make sure no-one went in, and that Remus never came out.
Things went well for many months.
Then things changed.
On the full moon night, Sam and the others phased again and headed to the whomping willow.
On the way though, they were attacked by a tonne of dementors.
Seth shivered as they came near and started to whine as the dementors seemed to such at him.
Sam pushed Seth out the way, but the dementors turned on him!
All at once, the pack was overwhelmed with dementors, and none of them felt like they could be happy again, as they recalled their utter most horrible memories not only of themself, but of each other as they listened to each other's minds.
Suddenly, the attack stopped and the dementors moved away towards the great lake.
After a few moments, the pack recovered, though Seth was badly shaken.
"Come on Seth, we need to guard the tree." Sam pushed, heaving Seth up with his nose.
Seth whined, shook himself and moved.
At the tree, there was trouble.
There was three kids and three men.
One of the boys had a badly torn leg.
Sam assessed the situation.
There were 2 boys, one which had the bad leg, and one girl. Sam said they were a priority to protect.
Then the men.
One looked mousy and the other two men were restraining him.
One was a stranger. He looked ill and very malnuroushed.
The other was Remus.
"Uh oh." Sam muttered as the girl screamed, "Harry!"
She was pointing to the full moon that was emerging from the clouds.
Everyone froze and looked at Remus, who had begun to change...
Sam, Paul, Jared and Seth each got their own rooms, or were free to roam the forrest as wolves whenever they wished.
Every full moon, Sam made sure his pack was ready for action, and kept a close watch on Remus.
He took a potion and went into the shrieking shack, the entrance to which was blocked by an enchanted tree that was violent when one went near it.
Sam and the others generally just kept guard of the tree to make sure no-one went in, and that Remus never came out.
Things went well for many months.
Then things changed.
On the full moon night, Sam and the others phased again and headed to the whomping willow.
On the way though, they were attacked by a tonne of dementors.
Seth shivered as they came near and started to whine as the dementors seemed to such at him.
Sam pushed Seth out the way, but the dementors turned on him!
All at once, the pack was overwhelmed with dementors, and none of them felt like they could be happy again, as they recalled their utter most horrible memories not only of themself, but of each other as they listened to each other's minds.
Suddenly, the attack stopped and the dementors moved away towards the great lake.
After a few moments, the pack recovered, though Seth was badly shaken.
"Come on Seth, we need to guard the tree." Sam pushed, heaving Seth up with his nose.
Seth whined, shook himself and moved.
At the tree, there was trouble.
There was three kids and three men.
One of the boys had a badly torn leg.
Sam assessed the situation.
There were 2 boys, one which had the bad leg, and one girl. Sam said they were a priority to protect.
Then the men.
One looked mousy and the other two men were restraining him.
One was a stranger. He looked ill and very malnuroushed.
The other was Remus.
"Uh oh." Sam muttered as the girl screamed, "Harry!"
She was pointing to the full moon that was emerging from the clouds.
Everyone froze and looked at Remus, who had begun to change...