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"Darn it! Who knows the skin color spell?" Sirius asked agitatedly.

They were sitting in an abandoned hallway near the Transfiguration rooms. No one ever went past there so they figured it was the safest place for them to plot their pranks. At the current moment, the prank they were planning involved red skin and some Slytherins. The only problem was figuring out how to plan it.

"We can't just walk up to them and say some spell," Peter argued. "We have to be sneaky so we don't get caught."

"What if we steal their clothes from the laundry and place the spell on their robes so that when they put them on, their skin changes color?" Ursula suggested.

James nodded, rubbing his hand against his chin, "That could work. You and Elyse are small enough to get into the laundry room without being noticed. As for the spell, I'm not sure. Rem-" He stopped and swallowed loudly. "Anyone know the spell?" He asked the group.

They all looked at each other. Their eyes said everything. They had no flipping clue.

"Bet Remus would know," James muttered to himself before speaking up, "Fine. Ursula, Peter, you two go to the library. Say that you're tutoring Pete in Charms or something believable so the librarian doesn't kick you out. Go check out some books and see if you can find a spell that would work for us. Use the notebook to send us the spell so we can get started." James ordered. He pushed his glasses up his nose and looked at them seriously. "Stay safe and don't take any risks. Godspeed."

Ursula rolled her eyes at his dramatic antics. She stood up and checked her messenger back for the notebook that allowed her and Sirius to communicate when they were separated. It had been a birthday gift from R-, no she mustn't think of him.

"Come on Pete, time to go study some transfiguration." She held her hand down and helped pull her friend up. He grabbed his bag and they started walking to the library, trying to look innocuous. They walked in silence for about a minute before Peter broke the silence,

"So, how long do you think you're going to be mad at Remus?"

Her face darkened a bit, "As long as he continues to lie to us."

Peter shrugged, "I kind of get why he is lying; there's obviously something really wrong with him. It has to be really bad for him not to want to tell us."

"But what could be that bad that you can't trust your friends?" She asked as she looked around the corner to see if anyone was coming.

Peter shrugged nonchalantly as he trailed after her. "Well, it only happens once a month and he's gone a couple days because of it and he comes back looking like he got in a fight with a giant and lost."

"Peter, shut up. I don't want to talk about this right now." Ursula said in a short, biting tone. It was still an open wound for her.

But of course Peter ignored her and continued his musings.

"Of course, the teachers would have to know what is wrong. I've never seen McGonagall say anything about him missing so much class. Come to think about it, the teachers almost seem sorry for him the day before he leaves."

"I get it Pete now shut up." She interrupted him. He just kept on going.

"But why would they feel bad? It's almost like he got cursed or something." He mused out loud.

"If you continue on, I'm going to curse you."

"But what curse would only hit him once a month?"

"Why don't you ask?" She asked, deadpanned.

"Not just once a month; it hits him at night. He looks like hell the entire day, pale as the moon, and then disappears after dinner and shows up days later."

"You're just a regular Sherlock aren't yah?" She asked sarcastically.

"It's almost like a cycle. It's like the seasons just shorter."

Ursula froze midstep. She looked at Peter with wide eyes. 'He's got cursed or something…just once a month…like a cycle…the moon…at night'

It all made sense. It was the only thing that made sense. Her father told her and her brothers all about them when her mother invited a particular friend over for dinner one night when she was six. He taught her all the signs and why to avoid them. It fit perfectly together, so much so that there was no possibility that it was a coincidence. Remus, her best friend, one of the sweetest boys in the entire school, someone she told her secrets to without feeling judged, bloody brilliant, a kid with a wicked sense of humor when he opened up, the shy little boy she met on the train, the boy with scars on his face, was a werewolf.

"Ursula…?" Peter asked her, waving his hand in front of her face after she froze. She blinked a couple of times before she focused on his face.

"Pete, you're brilliant! I've got to go!" She kissed him on the cheek quickly before she dumped her bag next to him and ran off, her robes billowing behind her as she disappeared around a corner.

Peter stared in the directions she disappeared to. His cheeks were flaming red and he brought his hand up to touch the spot that she kissed. He had no idea what he did, but he hoped that he would do it more in the future.

The rest of the gang was still sitting in the abandoned hallway. James and Sirius were tossing a ball back and forth across the hall while Ben got started on his homework. Elyse had curled up on the window ledge and was staring down at Hogwarts ground. Students were running around in the field just outside the door and they were playing with what appeared to be a frizzbee that was enchanted to never stop. The older students had to grab it and while still moving, spin and direct their throw all while trying to lose their balance or get swept away by the piece of plastic.

"Hey Elyse, want to check out if this works?" James asked her from across the hallway.

"Yeh knew I can't tell ye, right?"

James just shrugged and lobbed the ball to Sirius with deadly accuracy without even looking that direction.

"Doesn't matter."

Deciding that she will probably never understand his logic, she closed her eyes and let the familiar feeling of falling take over her. She had been reading books that Dumbledore gave her to try to control what she saw and when she saw it, so she hoped that she would have some luck with this. She heard a whisper of Ursula's voice and caught onto that.

"Are you all sure you've finished the first steps? Because once you drink this there's no going back."

There were six teenagers standing around the kitchen table at the Potter residence. In the middle of the table were six vials of softly smoking liquid. They were all about fifteen or sixteen years old but Elyse could still recognize every single one of them. James was standing in jeans and a grey t-shirt; Elyse could see his defined muscles under the thin material. His hair was even messier than usual. Ben and Sirius were dressed similarly and they too gained a lot of muscle. Ben's fire red hair was just falling into his eyes but it suited him. Even in casual wear, Sirius's hair was just as perfect as if was in the past (current time?) as if fell around his face. All three boys were over six feet, towering over the girls. Peter was shorter and still had his pudginess, but he had slimmed down a little bit.

Ursula had grown into a lovely young woman, her pale blue shirt and white shorts contrasted sharply with her dark hair and tan skin. She too was much taller, maybe around 5'8''ish. Her face had lost all of the childish roundness and her features were accented because of her thick curly hair being pulled back into a long ponytail. Elyse was shocked as she looked at herself; she was still the shortest of the group, barely hitting Ursula's shoulder. She had never seen herself this far in the future. To say the least, she was looking forward to looking like that.

All in all, puberty treated them all very well. But then the twelve year old Elyse's heart sunk. Remus wasn't with them. Did they ever make up from the stupid fight they were having? I didn't seem so from what she saw.

"Ursula, chill. We've already had partial transformations. Nothing could go wrong." Sirius said with easy grace.

Elyse (the one watching the vision) felt her jaw drop. His voice was no longer that of a child's. His voice was that of an adult with a tenor voice that was as smooth as silk.

"We can't take this lightly," Ben spoke up. His voice had changed too. "If we are caught, that's ten years in Azkaban for us. My dad can't get us out of this; he would probably lose his job if I'm caught along with the rest of you."

"Yeh's exaggeratin'," The fifteen year old Elyse said.

"No, he's not," Ursula spoke up. "This is a serious offense in the eyes of the ministry. That's why if anyone wants to get out of this, then we won't think any less of you."

No one around the table moved.

James was the first one to reach for a vial. He held it up and with a serious look on his oddly mature face said, "To Moony."

The rest of them grabbed a vial and held it up in a toast, "To Moony," they chorused. Simultaneously, they gulped down the potion.

Elyse opened her eyes with a gasp and fell of the window ledge.

"Are you alright?" Ben got up and rushed to her side.

She looked at him in shock. It was odd to look at him after just seeing him in three years. The difference those years would make…

"What did you see?" James asked worriedly as he too knelt down next to her. Sirius was standing over his shoulder and looked down nervously at her.

She shook her head and looked into James's eyes, "I 'ave no idear. No bloody idear."

Remus slowly made his way up the stairs at that same time. He figured it was safe to be in his dorm since he heard in the halls that the James and the rest of them were hanging around the Transfiguration classrooms. This gave him some time in his dorm without any awkward silences or tension so thick that you could cut it with a knife.

He opened the door and turned his back to the room to close his door. He locked it just for good measure.

"Hello Remus; long time no talk."

He just about had a heart attack right there. He spun around and saw Ursula sitting cross legged on his bed. She was calmly sitting there, observing him with emotionless eyes.

After he got his heart rate back under control, he took a couple of steps into his room.

"Hello Ursula. What are you doing up here? Are you looking for Sirius? I heard that he was down in the Transfiguration hallway with the rest of the group but then again, that is just what I heard in the hallway and that can be completely false and I would have no way of knowing and you probably know where your brother or you just don't care because you don't seem to be looking for him but I can't think of why else you would be up here except for maybe-"

Ursula cut off his ramblings, "Lupin, shut it."

His mouth closed with a click as his teeth hit together.

She looked at him for one more second.

"I know." She said softly.

Remus's heart skipped a beat, "About what?" He asked in a horrified whisper. No, no, no this could not be happening to him. But maybe she didn't know about what his condition. Maybe she knew that he was planning on asking McGonagall to switch him to some other dorm.

"I know," she started again softly, "you're a werewolf."

With those simple five words, his whole world stopped. This was the end; he would be kicked out, his wand broken in two. No one would ever dare speak his name again in fear of being associated to a monster like him. At least he had two years of being a normal kid.

And just when he thought she couldn't say anything more shocking, she did,

"And I-"

Please, don't kill me! While I hate cliff hangers, I just couldn't resist the temptation. I probably won't get around to updating tomorrow seeing as it is Easter and I have my entire family coming over to my house, but I promise that that the next chapter will be up by Monday. Hopefully the next chapter will be good enough that you all take me off your hit list.

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